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A Vintage Robe is Making Me Question My Life
I’ve been given life advice by inanimate objects before. Ice cream serving size suggestions. Stop signs. Targeted ads. But I never thought the most poignant of the lot would be a blue-green vintage robe. Initially, I bought the robe because I thought I’d look like hungover Cinderella in repose after a wild night out with…
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Coat Remedy
Fall is the season of change. The leaves to orange, the air to crisp and my smile to a grimace. I don’t hide my dislike for the cold. But I do find solace in pieces of clothing that have purposes other than keeping my internal organs from freezing solid. This year, I’ve found two new…
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Buttons: Superfluous in the Face of Silk
Not to be predictable, but I picked this outfit from a garbage bag. Had I an ounce of common decency, I would have prepped for my photo shoot with creative goddess Paige Klingerman by neatly packing two, maybe three outfits in one of my large but sensible tote bags. But apparently, such is not the…
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Here’s one more way to wear your vintage scarf
There’s been a territory dispute raging around my skull for some time now. I feel about a vintage scarf the way Jiro feels about his sushi. Especially when they’re simultaneously silk and eccentric. And I live to tie them in strange ways around my neck. But I also enjoy earrings the size of Spongebob Squarepants…
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The Perks of Wearing a Festive Hat
We humans have devised many a creative way to protect our beloved brains: Helmets. Sombreros. Literature. The options range wider than Michael Phelps’ wing span. But once Winter rears its snuggly head, that myriad of choices invariably dwindles down to a single species of hat. We call them Beanies. Unfortunately. The extent of your experience…
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The Real OG: Pondering Pierre Balmain
I awakened Wednesday of last week and began the day as usual. Calisthenics with Vladimir, my personal trainer. Thirty minutes of scales, Beethoven and Rachmaninoff at the Piano forte. Two and a half raw eggs. Bee pollen smoothie ‘cause I was feeling extra peckish. Ten minute mirror pep talk culminating in a twenty second…
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Pimp Your Shoe: Runway Diva Edition
Welcome to this episode of Pimp Your Shoe with your host, The Garbage Lady. What’s that? There’s an elephant looming in the corner of my blogosphere? Ah. Yes. That would be my horrendous walking utensils. Let’s forge ahead and lay it all out there, shall we? My feet have more cracks than Indiana Jones’ whip…
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Garbage Lady tells all: The Austin Vintage Scene
Examine a margarita closely and you’ll find many of the elements involved in my vintage shopping excursions throughout Austin, TX. Please imagine the following: Salt- Represents the profuse reapings of my sweat glands Green hue- My rabid outfit jealousy Sassy citrus flavor- Funky vintage finds of equal or greater sass-levels Consequent loss of clothing- My…
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Pimp Your Shoes
MTV Circa 2005 is probably rolling in it’s bedazzled grave after this one. Today, I’ll be showing you how to add a dash of sartorial pizazz to your shoes. Although ideally the fabric covering our bodies creates a cohesive statement with the material encasing our feet, it’s rare that the two elements share space. Did…
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Take a Look: Seamly.co
They say romance is dead. Articles pop up relentlessly on the world wide web lamenting that social media (I’m looking at you, Tinder) has squashed our ability to have healthy, committed relationships. Though I partially agree with those sentiments, I think it’s high time we realize that the same issues apply to our bond, or…