I’ve amassed three in the course of the past few months. Perhaps this is how wannabe manic pixie dream girls ease into their early thirties. Give it ten years and we’ll be bringing muu-muus back.
Consent signs at music festivals
At Pitchfork, I saw several signs like this, reminding everyone that day drunk does not fair game automatically make. Are consent signs the new flower crown?
The low chunky heel
Now city girls can actually wear some semblance of heel without snapping an ankle. Hooray! Long live our ankles!
Polka dots + flowers + stripes = crazy no more. Proof we can all just get along.
Cryptic fashion pins
This looks like a cute bag with a pin of Garth praying.
In fact, it’s Mike Diana, an underground cartoonist who was the first person in the United States to receive a conviction of artistic obscenity. I got this pin as a gift for supporting this Kickstarter documentary about his work, the case and how artistry of all stripes can survive the minefield of free speech in America.
Also, I play tennis now. So. Vogue.