4 Days in Bike Outfits

-Tuesday-

Today I dressed like a 1960's housewife. People go nuts over this skirt. I've had it for over 4 years and I wore it to my job interview for PF where I faced ultimate fashion judgement from the toughest fashion gays I've ever met. I passed and got hired (4 years ago and I'm now long-gone from my fabulous fashion job.) Thanks, fancy skirt. (This skirt is from H&M and I've spent way more money having this skirt re-hemmed and dry cleaned than I paid for it.) 

I put on tan faux-suede pumps when I got to work. 

-Monday- 

Studious, bitchy white girl look-

-Sunday-

I have this new strategy for this summer- I'm going to use the many hats I own. Last summer I acquired them - this summer I will wear them. 

I ride in my helmet, then switch to a hat at my destination so I don't have to stress about my fucked-up helmet/sweaty hair. 

I'm happy Matt's getting back into the Bike Gang Game.

He felt like his shirt was "too matchy" with his pants. I was like "just go with it." 

We went to a lovely roof-top cook out in Brooklyn. 

-Saturday-

Matt is basically, like, wearing pajamas. He's got on TOMS doing the Big Loop around Central Park. He got his brakes tuned-up and was feeling like a scenic route. 

Sweatshirt on top- Slut-shorts on bottom. 

Tonight I had my awesome Planned Parenthood of NYC Activist Council training and I still absolutely love how I'm about to spend my time working for them. Tonight I sat down by a cool girl I really like then another cool girl I really like sat on the other side. I had a cool-girl row going on then I rode my bike home. Next week we will hear from the different council chairs then decide our area of interest. I've got about 3 areas I want to work in! 

Wardrobe Remix Crash!

When I was (I am not comfortable with the term "unemployed") house-wifing, I really enjoyed spending a lot of time getting ready and putting on elaborate make-up and then taking the time before I went anywhere to set up my tripod to take photos of myself. So housewife!

Day 2 and this is all I've got in me:


A camera phone self-portrait in the elevator.