Winter is a time when many of us are feeling sad and lonely, regardless of circumstance. I find myself feeling most vulnerable on winter nights—the combination of cold weather and early darkness just tears me down. I am mostly introverted, but when the sun goes down, I am often needing and wanting company.
I’ve been really into wearing monochrome and neutrals lately. Too many bright colors turn me off now, and that’s too bad because spring is just around the corner. I can’t hibernate in dark clothes for too long, but I know I can at least have the earth tones linger around those warm months. I’m pretty excited, because I want to dress like a hobo chic for a change :) I can’t wait to have my hair grow to my butt, flowery fungi growing in my hair, and not showering for days… wait, I already do that. Apparently it does wonders for your hair.
I’ve also been really obsessed with Isabel Marant’s sneakers. I know. They are super trendy, but WAY before Marant had these out, I had been begging for someone to make hidden low wedge sneakers for the longest time. I don’t really want to always have bulky looking shoes on, so Marant’s designs are a godsend to me.
The CK bag is great for going to the gym with, but these days, that doesn’t really happen much. I’m going to be selling this bag on eBay for super cheap shortly (link will be up on Sunday night). We’re moving out of our old moldy house and into a new condo, and I desperately need to get rid of a ton of stuff (stuff I’ve worn on the blog, for sure). There’s really no room to be too emotional about material things right now. I’ve donated a lot of our clothes, shoes, accessories, posters, books, records, CDs, tapes, etc even if they looked like new. It’s precisely this, looking like new and never been worn, that I need to get rid of my clothes. It’s clear to me the number of times I’ve actually made use of them. :-/ I’ve kept some to sell for really cheap though, in case some of you might want them. More on that later.
Oh, and have you ever donated things by mistake? I don’t think I recall, at least for now, that I have with anything too precious. My father-in-law though had his $400 chainsaw by accident in the pick up truck with our donation. We had to retrieve it at the end of the day only to find out that Goodwill ended up throwing it away, because they’re not allowed to sell gas-powered things. So, some very nice guys went dumpster diving for us to go find it, and they did. :) The manager said I was lucky, because when most people come back for their accidental donation, they’ve either been put out for sale already, bought, or thrown away and destroyed.
After more than half a year being “blue”, I got bored with my hair. I changed it to a color that appeared like my natural color. I have naturally brown hair, but I like the way how jet black is so shiny! Bleaching really did kill my hair so bad, so this was definitely a nice change. I used two boxes of black hair dye, and I STILL have streaks of blue in some parts of my hair. I have been asked if dressing up with blue hair was difficult, and I have to admit it was at first. Without thinking, I would pull out blue items from my closet more than usual and put them on (like in this last outfit post, for instance). My mother-in-law would say for the nth time, “Your hair matches your shirt!” How come nobody ever says that for black, red, blonde, or brown hair?
How fortunate that the only ad I found for Circassian hair dye was an ad from Baltimore, which is where I live. Supposedly in the 1800s there were a variety of products inspired by the beauty of Circassian women. One of them is dark hair dye (dark brown or black) which was very popular at the time. Circassia now occupies mostly the modern day Russian Federation. Circassian women were thought to be the epitome of beauty, but they were also enslaved sexually. It must be so nice to be that beautiful that the whole world looks up to you, but at the same time, it is also miserable that you do not even own yourself. That is what tends to happen when women put out too much of their bodies and make it their identity. There is an illusion of power that they hold, but they really are nothing else but a fleeting image. If you want to learn more about Circassian women, you can always look the topic up on my trusty Wiki.