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  • vintage floral belly shirt: from a stoop sale in Park Slope
  • black denim shorts: Forever21+
  • vintage leather vest: c/o Dusty Rose
  • sandals: Urban Outfitters
  • shades (not really pictured): thrifted at Re/Dress

I originally wasn’t going to take an outfit photo today, but it ended up happening anyway. I had the most domestic weekend ever, including lots of cleaning, tidying, gardening, lemonade making, laundry doing, and not sleeping. Though I shy away from posting ~lifestyle~ type things on this blog, I wanted to make an exception and share some of my domestic prowess with y’all on this holiday weekend.

…like, behold: the bangin lemonade I made with mint from the window sill garden and ginger simple syrup that Alison gave to me for my birthday.

Said garden contains mint, thyme, and oregano. The rosemary isn’t doing so well, so I decided to get seed-starting. Mostly flowers, but also some basil and swiss chard. We’ll see what happens and hopefully the yard is ready for it.

That’s the yard, with my babe nabe Aimee, weeding and sowing grass seeds in the middle section. That’s also Wishbone the dog helping to dig. Meanwhile, back inside…

  • top row, from left: beige cat-eyes thrifted at Re/Dress / vintage shades thrifted at Painted Bird / vintage Ray Bans free from the universe / fake ole Ray Bans from Fred Flare like 7 years ago
  • bottom row, from left: black cat-eyes thrifted at Crossroads / yellow Oliver Peoples on sale at Saks / green round shades from Urban Outfitters / big grandma specs free from Katelyn

I decided to hang my sunglasses collection beside my mirror so I could select them for outfits accordingly. They were sitting in an old suitcase and thought they deserved more from life with the nice weather and the spring cleaning and all. Sometimes having your stuff on display is outfit-inspiring, you know?

Gives you a little more perspective.

Now it’s time to gear up for a serious Memorial Day all day grillfest with Brokelyn friends tomorrow. Say hi if you see me in Prospect Park!

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some babes I liked on the internet this week

(via nichelle via black fashion)

(via big hips red lips)

(via zombies ate my boyfriend via the vintage rat)

(style is style via it’s not her, it’s me)

(via fashion pirate)

(via kitten creamery via agent lover)

Loud loud loud beautiful patterns and color is what I’m all about this week, evidently. I can’t get enough. It’ll be a miracle if I don’t end up with another tattoo or weird haircut after this week is over. More babes behind the cut!

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iamnotarocketship asked: Hey Caroline, Love the blog! I was reading your advice to your 14yo self, and you mentioned social constructionism and Michael Foucault. Which of his works would you recommend be read first?

Hey, thanks! I first read The Birth of the Clinic for a neuroscience class when I was at Muhlenberg. It’s basically the history of the medical system, the development of the medical profession, etc. I’d also recommend The History of Sexuality (duh), which I read for for fun/mega-knowledge-nerdery after that class. I need to read the Archeology of Knowledge and Madness and Civilization (his first published work), too, as I’ve only read excerpts.

Those who subvert social norms are, ostensibly, people who have forgotten that they can be seen, publicly, at any time. Therefore, when they transgress social norms—by expressing physical affection for a person not visibly coded as the opposite sex, for example, or by being fat and rejecting social and bodily invisibility—they need to be reminded of this omniscient social gaze, and in the absence of institutional discipline, must be punished so they do not transgress again. This is the mechanism by which a dude who sees me in a vividly-colored dress, walking alone as though I either don’t know or don’t care that I am defying bodily norms, feels compelled to scream “UGLY FAT BITCH” at me. He is applying social discipline and teaching me a lesson: Everyone can see you, and your body and/or behavior are unacceptable.

disconnect the dots

  • polka dot button down: forever 21 (this year)
  • black denim shorts: forever 21+ (last year)
  • vintage head scarf: free from NJ neighbor
  • Jeffrey Campbell sandals: Shoe Market
  • purse: gift from my roommate, Rae
  • shades: thrifted at Crossroads Trading Co.
  • Lime Crime matte lipstick in ‘My Beautiful Rocket’

Have you guys forgotten about the weekend already? My bike seat on the sidewalk? And all that over-saturating sunshine? Jeeze.

Allow me to remind you it was really nice out. I biked everywhere. I hit up a street fair and lots of stoop sales. I came out with 2 shirts (one new, one vintage) and a vintage skirt for a grand total of $4. Also, Rae returned from her trip to Guatemala and Mexico and bestowed this lovely bag upon me. Hippie cat lady chic and beautiful colors and leather and omg I’m stoked on it. I also found out that I do, in fact, have off work on Memorial Day. ALL GOOD THINGS.

This week is yet another sort-yr-life-out week, so I apologize if there’s not too much yet to say. I’m amidst the hustle.

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lacigreen:

OMG remember that one time people made every BS excuse possible to bully people who are fat?

owait.

(Sex+: FAT SHAME)

I’d never heard of Laci Green before, but I saw her gif floating around the internet this weekend and decided to take a look. She’s a sex positive body positive vlogger based in SF, and also, she’s rad.

You know, this (fucking perfect) argument has been made many times before and it will be made again. Keep making it. Keep fighting.

vintage polka dot scarf: free from my neighbor in NJ t shirt: french connection bomber jacket: target Chanel rouge allure lipstick in ‘la sensuelle’ Like a sexy Aunt Jemima, coming at you from rain-drenched Cobble Hill: I took this photo of myself sheltered under a tree in the midst of strolling to Trader Joe’s to buy eggplant to make eggplant parmesan yesterday. I put the photo on instagram (this here is the unfiltered version) and everyone was like “helllllll yeah” so I thought to share it on Broadist. Sorry for the lack of full-on outfit posts from me (too many headshots?). I’ve been having a pretty insane couple of weeks but I promise to get some good ones up soon. After I do my laundry… Anyway, the scarf! “How to tie vintage headscarves” is something I’ve googled quite a few times. I have a couple tricks up my sleeve, but this look in particular provides full-head coverage and is great if there’s nasty weather outside. It’s WAY easier than it looks (doesn’t everyone say that about hair tutorials?). Also, your hair comes out unscathed if you decide to take the scarf off after a couple of hours. Can’t say the same for the bangs.
  • vintage polka dot scarf: free from my neighbor in NJ
  • t shirt: french connection
  • bomber jacket: target
  • Chanel rouge allure lipstick in ‘la sensuelle’

Like a sexy Aunt Jemima, coming at you from rain-drenched Cobble Hill: I took this photo of myself sheltered under a tree in the midst of strolling to Trader Joe’s to buy eggplant to make eggplant parmesan yesterday. I put the photo on instagram (this here is the unfiltered version) and everyone was like “helllllll yeah” so I thought to share it on Broadist. Sorry for the lack of full-on outfit posts from me (too many headshots?). I’ve been having a pretty insane couple of weeks but I promise to get some good ones up soon. After I do my laundry…

Anyway, the scarf! “How to tie vintage headscarves” is something I’ve googled quite a few times. I have a couple tricks up my sleeve, but this look in particular provides full-head coverage and is great if there’s nasty weather outside. It’s WAY easier than it looks (doesn’t everyone say that about hair tutorials?). Also, your hair comes out unscathed if you decide to take the scarf off after a couple of hours. Can’t say the same for the bangs.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROLINE SHADOOD. MAY ALL YOUR ENEMIES PERISH IN FLAMES.” -John “Congrats on your continued existence.” -Jordan “Happy birthday former acquaintance!” -Zach? or is it Sam? I forget yr name. “Happy birthday! Also, congrats on the BUST feature.” -Whitney, thanks for reminding me of the greatest thing that happened this month. “Happ quart cent yo.” -Brett “Narwhal kisses.” -Evan “Happy Caroline’s birthday, world.” -Josh. meta. “Holy shit I love you.” -Stephanie I hope that this handful of words provides you with ample creative birthday greeting fodder. Thanks to Alison for making this crown (I’ve always wanted to wear one of these silly pretty things), and to Caitlin and Katie for the springy flowers. Thanks to my roommates for helping me party right. Thanks to Brad for taking this photo of me and for being great. Thanks, tequila, for giving me the boldest smirk. Actually, tequila, thanks for nothing.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAROLINE SHADOOD. MAY ALL YOUR ENEMIES PERISH IN FLAMES.” -John

“Congrats on your continued existence.” -Jordan

“Happy birthday former acquaintance!” -Zach? or is it Sam? I forget yr name.

“Happy birthday! Also, congrats on the BUST feature.” -Whitney, thanks for reminding me of the greatest thing that happened this month.

“Happ quart cent yo.” -Brett

“Narwhal kisses.” -Evan

“Happy Caroline’s birthday, world.” -Josh. meta.

“Holy shit I love you.” -Stephanie

I hope that this handful of words provides you with ample creative birthday greeting fodder. Thanks to Alison for making this crown (I’ve always wanted to wear one of these silly pretty things), and to Caitlin and Katie for the springy flowers. Thanks to my roommates for helping me party right. Thanks to Brad for taking this photo of me and for being great. Thanks, tequila, for giving me the boldest smirk. Actually, tequila, thanks for nothing.