Note to Self: Get a new pair of combat boots. I had mine for a little over a year - and they were breaking down as is. Then I went to NYC and they finally decided to give up on life. I think I’m going to have them bronzed.
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Things that I like ^^
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Werk it B!
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Sang it.
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Why So Slutty?
iMessages Between Friends
“I bought this outfit today to make myself feel ‘slutty-better’…”
[Shows Photo]
“Damn girllll!”
“Slutty does make us feel better, why is that?”
“Because it’s instant attention gratification.”
I wonder if this is true, or maybe just for my particular group of friends. We are somehow taught that in order to deal with whatever heartaches and loneliness we feel, we must be Beyonce. We must be fierce. We must be sexy. We must tell him: “To the left, to the left - everything you own in the box to the left.” There is no time for this mess of self loathing. We must feel hot and powerful, and somehow this hot and powerful translates to slutty. I don’t really get it either, but there it is. And with it comes a lot of love/hate. Is it demeaning to us? Or is it empowerment?
We say “eww” to the leering eyes, have low self-esteem when those same eyes aren’t grazing us, and we bask in the instant attention we are given. There are the moments when we certainly don’t want the attention, and other times when we command it. This being a chick thing is serious business.
I told myself that perhaps this year, I should start attempting to dress a little less slutty, a little more sultry/”More is less”. Yet today, my eyes gravitated towards the leopard print hot pants, gray lace bralette, and denim studded vest w/a sheer train. Where am I going to wear this? Certainly not Coachella, it will be ruined. Not outside on a work day. Do I even go to parties anymore? Still - I bought it… because I knew I looked hot in it and it made me feel better about my lonely day (not the fault of Valentines Day, mind you… it was just a really lonely day where none of my friends were free).
And so back to the question: why does slutty make us feel better? Why does being temporarily hot (cause Lord knows we have our moments… oh good God do we) matter? Why is calling it “slutty” more appealing to us than simply saying “hot” or “sexy”? I guess really what it comes down to is that we do want a little attention, otherwise we feel like we’re just another face. It’s just too bad we think that the best way to achieve that attention is through “looking slutty.” Maybe we should just rephrase it all together, because deep down my friends and I do like dressing up - for a man or ourselves (or other women). We don’t actually view ourselves as sluts (at least I don’t). Just the thought of dressing sexy and calling the look “slutty” makes it that much more lusty.
I’m bracing myself for varying feminist opinions.
[EDIT: The photo mentioned in the iMessages as well as the outfit I described is NOT the photo pictured, I’m saving that outfit for another day]
It’s 30 mins after midnight, but here’s a little heart throbs for your vag!
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Before I took off for #nyfw I was on the hunt for the perfect fur coat to take on my trip. I didn’t find one, but I did find this matchbook in the pocket of one of the coats I tried on at the thrift store. #vintage #1984
WETHEURBAN ISSUE 6 COVER FEATURING NICOLA FORMICHETTI
It’s finally here! This issue we were super thrilled at the chance to work with fashion juggernaut, Nicola Formichetti!
I started WeTheUrban three years ago when I was just 15 years old. Never take no for an answer and always follow your dreams. Nothing is impossible! Stay tuned to see how you can get your hands on a copy of this bad boy!
Photography: Kevin Amato
Thank you to all my friends who have reblogged our cover! We worked so hard on this issue and as many of you know, I was in New York to celebrate our issue release. It was an amazing time, and I will have more photos and updates about my adventures soon! Whether or not you read my posts - I guarantee that there will be documentation of the fablousness that is WTU’s ratchet lives. LOL Yes. That was exactly how the past week has been! Much love to the rest of the WeTheUrban team!
Obligatory Coke post! I am addicted to soda (and if you put ice cream in it NOOOM), but once the 13th of February hits, I am saying good bye to the addiction, hello to fasting, and hoping to kick the habit for good! Until then, I am drinking as much soda as possible! Cheers!
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So for those of you who know, I will be heading to #nyfw next week. Going to New York is always a great excuse to shop, so of course I ask @eavintage for a little help! I’m happy w/my colorful finds - especially since much of my winter clothing is black/navy/gray! Here’s just a bit of a preview!
“I’m going to take a photo of my cheetah!” Lol this pretty kitty is on my skirt #ootd #wiwt #wildness
Re-instagraming @bikinibird -Where is your will to be #weird - indeed #jimmorrison
The jacket. The shorts. The contrasting print.
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I always wondered why Stephanie would tell her dad this.
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My initial attraction to a life in clubs was born out of escapism, a desire to belong to a scene where everybody felt like an outsider, a freak or just part of the great misunderstood. Clubs are places where you can dress, say and be whoever you like. There are no rules. You can express yourself, create an alter ego and get totally lost in the music.
i-D’s Music Editor, Princess Julia [NOTE: GPOY, it’s exactly why I enjoy clubbing, even if these days I am not out as much anymore]