My favorite sort of editorials are the ones with plain jane backdrops and wearable clothes. These days I find myself getting more inspired by Urban Outfitters catalogs than most things in magazines (but aren’t U.O. photoshoots especially good now?), but I guess that’s just because I like clothes more than fashion. It’s easier to relate to and doesn’t seem so faraway flashy.
That’s why I really like this editorial from Test Magazine. I like that it does the Lolita/school girl theme without getting creepy, and I like that it’s shot by sometime Lula photographer Clare Shilland. But mostly I like the clothes. Good print mixing, socks and shoe combos, and do I see that A.P.C. Madras dress I have to look at every time I go to Urban Outfitters?
Here’s the first batch of things we shot at the new studio on Friday. It was lots of fun. Jamie had a shoot of her own there, and then she stuck around and hung out with Sarah and I during the shoot, and we joked and listened to metal music (half-jokingly) and talked a bit about a shoot we may have in the works.
I actually listed these last night, so some of the things are gone from the store already–I’m sorry! I still need to figure out the best day to list/post about it on my blog. I’m thinking Monday might be the best, so from now on new things might be popping up in the store as early as Sunday evening . . .
1. 1990s Blue Floral Day Dress . . . . . . . . . 2. Irish Fisherman Knit Cardigan . . . . . . . . 3. Grunge Era Cropped Pullover and Silk Polka Dot Maxi Skirt . . . . . . 4. Black Polka Dot Mini Dress.
5. Black Lace Mini Dress . . . . . . . 6. Silk Leopard Print Blouse and Corduroy Shorts . . . . . . . . . 7. 1990s Military Parka and 1990s Black Floral Dress . . . . . . . 8. Black Floral Flutter Dress.
Model: Sarah W. at Click
Photos by Drew
1960s sweater: thrift store
Skirt: (borrowed from my store)
Bag: thrift store
Sunglasses: Karen Walker
Socks: Target
Shoes: Madewell
This weekend was a lazy (but not really lazy) first weekend back in Atlanta. I meant to do absolutely nothing but actually we kind of did a lot, starting out Friday when we went to a corn maze and haunted house with some friends. It was lots of fun–the hayride and bonfire and s’mores best of all.
Then yesterday we went to Antique Row to look around. Like usual we didn’t buy anything, but we looked around and got inspiration. Rust ‘n Dusts’ collection of vintage letter jackets and cardigans once again made me wish for lots of money to buy things with and a big old warehouse to store them in. Everything in that place is pretty great. I don’t know what the store with the signs in front is called, but it’s also pretty good, even if the cashier workers can be scary. There is a room full of old magazines and passive aggressive signs telling you not to read them, so we just browsed through and looked at covers. I really liked the ’30s Vogues and old Hollywood magazines from the same era.
And today we did no shopping at all, which was kind of nice. I made banana french toast for breakfast, and then we went out on this bike trail called the Silver Comet that goes all the way to Alabama. Not that we went that far–but we went 45 miles, which may not be a lot for a real road biker, but was a lot for me. I want to be better at it so I can go on long Tennessee journeys with Drew and my dad.
(some photos stolen from Ashley)
Killarney was the very last place we visited in Ireland, and probably the prettiest. My parents kept talking it up before we went and as soon as we started getting close I could see why. It is green and hilly and exactly how you would imagine Ireland to be–lots of little lakes, cliffs, stone cottages and stone bridges.
We ended up going to the national park there, and I was silly enough to wear heels–I don’t know what I was thinking. The place was so huge and wide open that I wished I had comfortable enough shoes for lots of walking. We did walk a lot anyway. By the end of it my ankles were weak and wobbly, but it was worth it, because after lots of trudging through forests and on trails through marshland we got to Ross Castle, which was my favorite of the castles we saw. It was (comparatively) small, old (15th century!), and beautiful, sitting right next to a lake, with hills (mountains?) in the distance rising up out of the fog. It was so pretty that it didn’t really seem real. And it made it sadder to think about going back to the States the next day.
Photos by Ashley
Dress: Zara
Tights: Target
Boots: Madewell
On Saturday after spending the morning in Kinsale my family and I took a slow drive to Killarney, though not to see anything in particular there. I wanted to see the Irish countryside more than anything, and so we spent a leisurely day, mostly in the car sight-seeing, stopping sometimes to take pictures. It was a little bit cold and cloudy so it was a perfect day for that sort of thing. We stopped at a little pub that dated all the way back to the 1700s, and my sister had stew for lunch and I had Baileys ice cream and coffee.
We went by so many beautiful places . . . first little abandoned barns made of stone and pretty country scenes, and towards Killarney it got hilly and rocky and everything looked like it belonged on a postcard. I’ll show you those pictures in my last batch of Ireland photos. Here are some photos Ashley took at what has to be the most magical place I saw in Ireland. I’m not sure what it is–maybe a mill since it’s right by a stream? There was an old manor house up on the hill so we think it could be related to that somehow. I’m not sure. My dad had found the place on one of his other trips to Ireland, and so when we were driving to Killarney looking for good photo spots he was hoping we’d pass by, and sure enough it popped up, like something out of a fairy tale . . . . .
