Showing posts with label Made in USA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Made in USA. Show all posts

2/20/13

Stuff I bought that I love: Hillary Clinton Tee

Thank you for this gem, Print Liberation. This t-shirt is perfect for my low-key, domestic life. The perfect shirt to cover my fiery little Hillary-loving heart.
PRINT LIBERATION brand Hillary t-shirt

I heard Al Gore speak the other night at the Clinton Library. He started out super-boring but got riled up and took us to what I'm describing as Climate Change Church. I loved one of his ideas for how we can help the environment is by educating girls all over the world. Education equals empowerment and if they had access and knowledge about their fertility control, the world's population could level off. (and individual female's economic opportunities expand and contribute to the global economy, but that's a bigger story.)

Educating girls all around the world is the same thing Hillary has been championing since she was First Lady speaking about Women's rights are human rights and working with Madeline Albright to bring womens issues to the forefront of US Foreign Policy.

When I hear about Hillary running in 2016 I see her flying through the air like Michael Jordan in a 180 dunk. I am a fan of celebrations and anticipation and I'm thankful I'm going to get years out of this biggie.

12/4/12

The toughest game in thrifting: Jeans


When I was at my college homecoming's step-show a woman on the floor (a spirited spectator) had on such a mesmerizing outfit- She had on extremely acid-washed, high-waist, tapered-leg jeans that I knew came from a thrift store. They were too amazing for retail.

She had them on with a mid-riff top. She was too cute.

This turned over a new leaf in me, or un-blocked a mental block about sifting through jeans at thrift stores. I had to get over this.

I'm over it. I found perfection in these vintage Guess triangle-butt-tag skinny leg jeans.
$4 Made in USA Guess triangle butt-tag jeans. #WhyILoveARkansas
And they were made in the U.S.A., y'all. Damn, right?

I got over this block a while back and have found several pairs of thrift store jeans that I'm very happy with. I think it's worth the sift-time too since thrift store jeans are typically so cheap.

Sometimes I make the focus of my thrift store visit just to seek out and even try-on jeans. It's easier that way because pants-hunting at thrift stores truly is, in my opinion, the toughest game there is.

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2/22/12

Things I Rarely Do

Sunday I did two things I rarely do:
1. I made the conscious choice to wear an all black jacket for a bike ride.
2. I took myself to Brooklyn.

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I got hot and had to un-zip my layers.

I usually like a colorful jacket to be extra visible. It was really sunny and I knew I would be home before dark so I did it. Risky behavior! I actually had bad luck in the way of cars being rude to me. Three instances of overt rudeness in a 14mile round-trip event. I was also twice honked at aggressively while I was in big, green, painted bike lanes, so just because the bike lanes are there now, does not mean cars respect you/me/us/anyone.

Why did I bring myself out to Brooklyn on a Sunday? To go to my friend's sale in his apartment. It's not exactly a sample sale and not exactly a yard sale, so I'll say apartment sale.

He makes hats and I'm thrilled to have purchased this straw one from him
Straw hat from Neon. I skip winter.

This is me and him before I went into the witness protection program.
Me and Neon
And here's the hat he made for SJP for the SATC2 movie. It was fun to catch-up with him, hear stories about the items he was selling, and he showed me this amazing film he's working on.

Some pics from my bike ride Sunday
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So many people think I must live in Brooklyn, but I do not. I guess it's a compliment that people think I live there because it's the mecca for trendy cool girls, but I chill on the Upper East Side. Even on trains or cabs or cars I rarely go to Brooklyn. It just seems so far when you live uptown Manhattan. It's whiny to say that, but I admit that I bond with people who share this sentiment.