Random musings blog by Jennifer, a So Cal female with a mortgage, a couple of smartass kids, and a rock n' roll past that refuses to die malcriadablog@gmail.com
There is this “Doug Sez” graffiti all over my son’s dad’s neighborhood. It cracks me up. Less guns? I’m with you, Doug! Who can’t get with that sentiment? I stand foursquare behind this Doug person and his perfectly rational ideology.
Also…when life hands you out-of-focus pictures, make 1960’s effect on Picnik!
Dress by Shoshanna, $50 new on eBay. Shoes, vintage “Connie” brand, $18 from La Loupe Vintage in San Diego. Chronograph watch by Michael Kors, $185 from seller timeforwatches on eBay. Kitty pin, gift from my sister Mimi. Sean is wearing an Umbrella Academy T-shirt, Airwalk jeans from TJ Maxx and Vans from Kohl’s.
*Line from the movie 500 Days of Summer
Selling this dress on Poshmark so I’m nostalgic now. That pudgy kid is a full grown man who works full time and just bought his own car. No pos, wow
I had this pair of bright blue and black paisley print denim jeans in junior high that became really naff to me when I got to high school, so I chopped them into shorts and sewed black lace all around the hems. I’m sorta shocked at how DIY I used to be back then, I was forever chopping shit up and modifying and repurposing and all that fun stuff that necessitated etsy…and then somewhere along the way, I stopped. That’s a head scratcher…(Oh wait! I remember, I started drinking! Then that became my hobby!)
Anywayz, I think about those paisley jeans allatime now when I see these fabulous floral jeans and pants floating around. They totally take me back, and they do not seem naff to me anymore at all. I’m always fascinated by reactions to retro trends from people who lived through the first time around. Nostalgia is a powerful thing, because even things I think prima facie are ugly as hell, I tend to warm up to pretty quick. This happens sometimes (see: acid wash jeans), but not always (see: heinous puffy original hi-top Reeboks). I practically wet my pants in Delia’s the other day when I saw their printed denim (4th from the right below)—that colorway and those florals are particularly heartstring-tugging for some reason. I might have had some just like those as a kid!
However they were full price, and I didn’t love them enough to change my codo ways. Spanish Word of the Day!Codo means elbow. So don’t ask me why codo in this context means cheap, tightwad, pinchpenny, miser. I assume it has something to do with not wanting to bend your elbow to get the money out of your wallet? Sorta like tight-fisted, but tight-elbowed instead? Oh, Spanish. Such a madcap and whimsical language. Don’t question it, just have fun the next time your co-worker or your dad doesn’t want to spring for lunch. Bang on your elbow in a very theatrical manner, call them codo, and watch the hilarity ensue.
23rd November 2019
Reblogged From malcriada9
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Floral jacket
