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  • vintage hat: thrifted in Pittsburgh
  • vintage mink stole: my grandma’s, found in a costume bin
  • ‘laundry’ by shelli segal coat: thrifted in Bushwick
  • yellow gloves: Urban Outfitters
  • not pictured: dress and sunglasses thrifted in Williamsburg / black Dolce Vita boots / brown HUE tights / American Apparel cardigan

These are in perfect consecutive order of my day yesterday: hopping on the J train in brilliant skies, waiting on the F platform to transfer, then wrangling le boyfriend outside just before sundown (fully against his will) to try an take a photo of my outfit. Alas, it was really cold. There has certainly been a lot going on since the myriad of tropical photos and rants about sea creatures, most importantly of which LAST NIGHT I WATCHED HEATHERS FOR THE FIRST TIME. Holy shit, amazing movie.

I’ve also been to a lot of shows, catching up on work post travel-spree, and hunting for a new roommate. Think we found a good one! Stand by…

Don’t hang out with people who don’t love you. Don’t try to impress people who aren’t worth it. Don’t try to win people over who aren’t worth it. Focus on yourself, and focus on the people who are really awesome and who love you. Don’t hang out with people who make you feel like shit. Don’t spend your energy on them.

—Beth Ditto (via bon-bon)

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  • vintage Hawaiian wrap dress: c/o Dusty Rose Vintage
  • flatform sandals: Lucky Brand, gift from mom
  • giant grandma shades and OCC Lip Tar: swapped with Katelyn!

Well, this was a solid vacation. I laid on a lot of beaches and slept a ton and drank all the rum. Mission accomplished I guess? I’m super ready to get back to Brooklyn, though I’ll be sad that it’s not actually bike weather yet. Also sad to put this vintage wrap dress away. Cue the SXSW countdown!

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  • striped suit: c/o Shabby Apple
  • shades: thrifted at Crossroads

Well, St. John has been pretty perfect so far. I’m here for just a couple more days and am determined to pile as much rum and incense into my suitcase as possible. Today I’m heading out to the the British Virgin Islands to explore some caves and drink cocktails in the morning and meet all the stingrays. (Note: I’ve seen a shark, a bunch of urchins, two puffer fish, and a sea turtle so far.) (Also note: I am a huge dork who wanted to be a marine biologist growing up).

Don’t forget to follow me on instagram (@shadood) for more photos ALL THE TIME.

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vintage floral dress: swapped with Katelyn flatform sandals: Lucky Brand, from a dept. store in PA, from mom vintage polka dot scarf: from my parents’ neighbor in NJ shadood: cheeeeeeeeese. I told my family that the most important part of this picture was my shoes. They told me some might think it was the view. Whatevs.
  • vintage floral dress: swapped with Katelyn
  • flatform sandals: Lucky Brand, from a dept. store in PA, from mom
  • vintage polka dot scarf: from my parents’ neighbor in NJ

shadood: cheeeeeeeeese. I told my family that the most important part of this picture was my shoes. They told me some might think it was the view. Whatevs.

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Flailing with joy over seeing a lemon shark.

Flailing with joy over seeing a lemon shark.

sure as spring

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  • striped tank: borrowed from Katelyn
  • mermaid skirt: free from Katelyn/Rae
  • Lucky Brand flatform sandals: gift from mom
  • vintage denim vest: thrifted from Salvation Army
  • vintage Ray Bans: from THE UNIVERSE
  • pins: KEXP, Planned Parenthood (always repping)

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Day 3 (technically 4?) in paradise: I am sitting inside on my laptop on account of too many bug bites. I just ate Key Lime pie for breakfast so no real complaints here. Also, just discovered that this villa has a fountain beside the pool overlooking a cliff full of nature and hibiscus and humming birds and stuff. Happy to be here.

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I’m wearing some cuts outside my normal today - uneven tank, floor-length skirt, etc - but it’s kinda making me feel like a mermaid. This sheer seafoam skirt is another winter-acquired piece that doesn’t really work for January in NYC, but it sure feels right to wear here. Maybe it’ll double as a mosquito net?

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  • vintage fruit/veggie crop top: thrifted in Pittsburgh
  • stretchy BDG short shorts: Urban Outfitters
  • swirly cat eyes: thrifted at Crossroads (Williamsburg)
  • NARS lips, OPI nails

So this crazy flu that’s going around: you’ve heard about it, right? I had that on Monday, starting at 4am. It was rough - I took my first sick day (at Distiller) ever. LOOK OUT.

Luckily, after that, I went on vacation. As a Christmas present from my mom, dad, brother, and sister in law, I was invited to be the fifth wheel and sleep the couch of a glorious villa they rented in the US Virgin Islands (St. John). I can tell you for sure that it is a good place to recover from the flu. I thrifted this crop top in Pittsburgh for $1 a couple weeks back… stoked I brought it with me because it’s a little too festive for NYC right now. I’m waving to you from the Caribbean with no open container laws in my produce-laden crop top. Follow me on instagram (@shadood) for more updates whille I’m gone. Byeeeeeee.

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“We live in a country where politicians call rape a “gift from God” and suggest that women regularly lie about being raped. Where a group of young men in high school think so little of sexual assault that they thought it was fine - hilarious, even - to post pictures online of a passed out rape victim, and to live-tweet the rape, joking about the victim being urinated on. We live in a country where media as revered as The New York Times finds it necessary to describe an 11-year-old gang rape victim as “wearing makeup and fashions more appropriate to a woman in her 20s.” Where a woman can be fired because her boss finds her “irresistable” and a woman’s rape case falls flat because she isn’t married.

It’s time to acknowledge that the rape epidemic in the United States is not just about the crimes themselves, but our own cultural and political willful ignorance. Rape is as American as apple pie - until we own that, nothing will change.”