Well, hello. It’s nice to be back. Even though I was publishing abbreviated posts most of last week, this felt longer than a finals sabbatical ca. 2011. Ah, finals. Such, such were the joys. Hold the joys, heavy on the terrors. In any case, today in things that may or may not need a jolt of life injected into them: Tuesdays that feel like Mondays. I’d hoped my fancy new interface would be well in effect by now but it ain’t, which theoretically shouldn’t affect you because you didn’t even know it was coming. So you just keep being you. Scratch your head, stare at your screen, wonder what these sentences mean and why or how they may pertain to a tail by Thakoon. A tail by Thakoon?
Indeed. And a fat one at that. I’ve been a long time sartorial mullet endorser and in true spirit of exploitation, here you’ll find the alpha. Ball gown party in the back. Mini business peplum in the front. No ambiguously uneven hem bullshit here, pal. Peter Pan defies gravity and proves we can in fact fly, center. Skirt also functions well as camping trip accessory.
People often ask where and how I get my exercise done and when I say while blogging the aforementioned “people” laugh. Here you can see, I do in fact do just that. I must have run up and down this avenue five or six times on the course of this day. Only to later be prompted to buy tomatoes from the supermarket. In my experience, when you say you’ll do something though you don’t necessarily plan to (e.g. wear ball gown anything to the supermarket,) karma rears its maternal head and doesn’t let you go to sleep a liar.
…Still running. But now a little bit more about the outfit: November is a stealthily happy month. Holiday cheer becomes contagious, temperatures are reminiscent of the cold but not quite there yet and sample sale season starts hard. Last time November rung around, I fell upon Thakoon’s sample sale and then upon a fashion myth that once lived on Shopbop, but only for a few moments, enter the vagina pink mullet skirt. It was a treasure chase well caught. You can’t see it now, but the sweat-t-shirt clad in golden arm was the result of a Black Friday treasure chase too. The shoes are seasons old but perhaps still the most important and wearable dudes I own, I believe you can still find them on Zappos or Endless. And with that I give you this:
Man Repeller looks a man, hold the repeller, and lives to tell about it. In third person. Next time you see me and by me I mean this template we will look different. Cool and different, the end. All photos by Naomi Shon