Hat - Vintage, Collar - Courtesy of ShopAkira, Tee - Alternative Apparel, Belt - Forever 21, Shorts - Thrifted Cut-Offs, Shoes - Jeffrey Campbell, Jewelry - Mostly Konstantino Today, Lipstick - Revlon
The kind folks at www.shopakira.com sent me this free-standing faux leather collar. When they e-mailed me about their webstore, I had a "hey!" moment and recalled that my high-school-through-college BFF worked at their physical store in Chicago. I remember visiting him there and scoring some majorly rad purchases, some of which were from their own house brand. Perusing their website, I fell in love with these JCs and this dress. Wear 'em together with an acid washed or tie-dyed denim jacket and you have one rad outfit, my friends. So there's that, for your consideration. I want to make a list of all of my favorite online shopping destinations and leave it permanently up on my blog. I'll file that under "things I'll get around to -- I swear".
I also wanted to say that I was honored to be mentioned on the blog of Ms Vintage Virgin herself -- AKA my thrifting vintage soulmate and the most perfect woman alive. You may recall that back in March, I scolded you all for not making me aware of her presence much sooner? Also, the always inspiring and wonderful Lua of Le Happy posted a picture of my first fishtail braid attempt on her blog and featured her own rendition, which was adorbz just like her. I've said it before, but I feel obligated to say it again: I am such a sucker for community, and it is so wonderful to be a part of this odd little weird girl blogger club into which I have been privileged to fall. Everyone in the fashion blogging community on the whole is just so incredibly kind and positive, and I am grateful to be a part of it all.
With that out of the way, let's talk about something I don't like, shall we?
Every day when I walk to get coffee, I pass by a parking garage. The man who typically works at this parking garage likes to harass me on a daily basis. He will yell or make kissy noises or whistle. The sad thing is that it happens with such frequency from men everywhere that I usually just ignore it. However, when it comes from this man, in particular, it stirs a silent rage within me. I think that it has something to do with the consistency and the repetition. Usually when a man accosts you on the street with unwanted attention and advances, he eventually goes away and you never have to see that particular buffoon again. However, this man is in the same place, every day, and I have to anticipate his antics, which gives me anxiety.
I wore these shorts today because it was about a buh-jillion degrees, and I just knew that it was going to "invite" (I quote "invite" because no matter how you dress, it does not make you a justifiable target for verbal abuse and sexual harassment) this type of attention, and from this man in particular. Today, I decided, was the day that I was going to give him a piece of my mind. As I walked to my coffee shop, I considered in my head all of the very clever and cutting things I would say to him if he tried anything, which he surely would. However, when I reached the parking garage, he was engaged with a customer, and all he did was give me a smile and a slow nod, which still left me seething, but caught me a bit off-guard, so I did not launch into my diatribe.
I thought about how this is something very common to the female experience -- dealing with predatory unwanted attention. However, I do not often see it addressed in the context of fashion. This surprises me, because it is very much tied into how we present ourselves in public. Any girl or woman has probably been sexually harassed by a stranger in a public setting, and while it can occur no matter what you are wearing (I have been "kissed at" whilst wearing sweatpants -- no lie), it happens to me far more frequently in the summer time, when 100-degree temperatures dictate that I wear substantially less clothing. It is unfair that we be made to feel uncomfortable and self-concious simply for existing in public, and I think that if your personality is conducive to doing so, it is important to defend your right to unhostile public spaces. Remember: wearing summer clothes does not mean that you have put your body on display to be judged and assessed by strangers. You can find more information on street harassment here.