broadist

do you remember the first time?

  • dress: Urban Outfitters
  • vintage Ralph Lauren scarf: from an estate sale in NJ
  • bomber jacket: Target
  • purse: thrifted at Crossroads Trading Co
  • tights: drug store
  • oxfords: thrifted at Crossroads Trading Co

I saw Pulp last night at Radio City Music hall. I also saw Alexa Chung outside of Radio City Music Hall. Two great firsts of my night.

People keep asking me how the show was, and the only way I can answer is that I feel like I’ve completed my life’s pilgrimage of making-sure-I-see-all-the-old-ish-bands-I’ve-always-loved. Not only do I have Magnetic Fields, Pavement, and the Vaseline’s under my belt, but now Pulp. I know there are more out there to fill in the gaps, but for today this feels perfect. I was grinning/dancing like a huge dork the entire time all the way up in the 3rd mezzanine nosebleed section with Brad and Eric and Kelly.

Today is a bit greyer so I wore some black and put on my glasses and called it a day. I promise more color when the sun’s out again!

(Source: broadist.com)

I wrote an article for xoJane. Actually, I write a lot of things besides Broadist. ALL WRITING GIGS WELCOME. Please & thank you. Editor’s note: In the article I wrote for xoJane, there have been a lot of comments questioning the integrity of, well, everything. For the same reason the anon ask box feature isn’t enabled here, I am not going to get too deep into comments. But, I will mention the cliff notes big point of the article about the “obligation to justify.” No one but myself and maybe a few close friends/family know how or when I’ve accumulated the clothes and makeup and social life and whatever it is that you see on Broadist. How I acquired the last 10 years of wardrobe isn’t exactly public knowledge. Yeah, I can write about having a shirt - but odds are I got that shirt in a specific context. Like, I traded it at a thrift store. Or I swapped it with a friend. Or I purchased it on sale. Or I bought it full price a long time ago. Also, my social life is mostly free because of my line of work. Broadist isn’t always about these details. It never was and I don’t imagine it will be. If anything it’s a space for me to share stories and tips and cool broads and talk about body issues and flex my personal narrative muscles on a daily basis. I wrote long before this blog existed and I’ll continue to write long after.

I wrote an article for xoJane. Actually, I write a lot of things besides Broadist. ALL WRITING GIGS WELCOME. Please & thank you.

Editor’s note: In the article I wrote for xoJane, there have been a lot of comments questioning the integrity of, well, everything.

For the same reason the anon ask box feature isn’t enabled here, I am not going to get too deep into comments. But, I will mention the cliff notes big point of the article about the “obligation to justify.” No one but myself and maybe a few close friends/family know how or when I’ve accumulated the clothes and makeup and social life and whatever it is that you see on Broadist. How I acquired the last 10 years of wardrobe isn’t exactly public knowledge. Yeah, I can write about having a shirt - but odds are I got that shirt in a specific context. Like, I traded it at a thrift store. Or I swapped it with a friend. Or I purchased it on sale. Or I bought it full price a long time ago. Also, my social life is mostly free because of my line of work.

Broadist isn’t always about these details. It never was and I don’t imagine it will be. If anything it’s a space for me to share stories and tips and cool broads and talk about body issues and flex my personal narrative muscles on a daily basis. I wrote long before this blog existed and I’ll continue to write long after.

(Source: broadist.com)

self care 101

  • vintage dress: c/o Dusty Rose Vintage
  • bomber jacket: Target
  • tights: drug store
  • oxfords: thrifted at Crossroads
  • Chanel rouge allure lipstick in ‘la sensuelle’
  • vest (below): thrifted at Salvation Army
  • heart shades (below): borrowed from Katelyn

At work on Friday afternoon I resolved to have an epic self care weekend and very minimally use the internet. This is what happened. (All photos taken on Sunday).

FRIDAY. Drank delicious beers at the office with Jess and Christine. Ate dumplings at M. Noodle after work. Headed across the street to Desert Island for the release of Suspect Device 2, to which my friend Ed Choy contributed. Went to nautical themed party hosted by Alison. Ate more delicious things.

SATURDAY. Slept hard, took a lingering shower, went to work in Williamsburg. Sold a bunch of stuff at Crossroads and Buffalo Exchange. Came out with a purse, a blouse, and $50. Not bad. BBQ’d in Prospect Park with college friends for Dan’s 25th birthday. Went to another friend’s party. Amazing loft in Bushwick. Close to home. Lots of red wine.

SUNDAY. Slept in & woke up to magical morning sunlight. Stopped to appreciate everyone in my vicinity. Took photos on my roof when I realized how good my roommates and I looked. Went to Brooklyn Botanic Gardens with Brad. Smelled a lot of lilacs. Ate shwarma and jellybeans. Went grocery shopping and added a bunch of carnations to the list because I temporarily forgot how great flowers were. I will try to remember next time & forever.

I suppose my self care could have involved less wine and more kombucha. But it’s fine. I’m about to let it continue into Monday with a morning manicure & bike ride to work. Happy spring!

(Source: broadist.com)

pussybow: whatcha gonna do, arrest us for all this ass?! Can the internet even handle this photo? I don’t know if I can, and I know these babes in real life. Let me tell you a little something about broad solidarity. Jen was wearing a superfly outfit for the Hunx show last night, and I left Williamsburg to meet her at Eddie’s place so we could walk to the train together. Street harassment isn’t a joke. Think about going the extra mile for your friends, and they will too. It’s a good life practice. Also, please note that we had the best time ever. (also ALSO note: someone out there on tumblr thinks I am Marissa Paternoster which is probably the greatest thing I’ve heard all day. So thank you.)

pussybow:

whatcha gonna do, arrest us for all this ass?!

Can the internet even handle this photo? I don’t know if I can, and I know these babes in real life.

Let me tell you a little something about broad solidarity. Jen was wearing a superfly outfit for the Hunx show last night, and I left Williamsburg to meet her at Eddie’s place so we could walk to the train together. Street harassment isn’t a joke. Think about going the extra mile for your friends, and they will too. It’s a good life practice.

Also, please note that we had the best time ever. (also ALSO note: someone out there on tumblr thinks I am Marissa Paternoster which is probably the greatest thing I’ve heard all day. So thank you.)

vintage pastel hawaiian button down: swapped with Yo Charlie! vintage acid wash skirt: thrifted at Buffalo Exchange (Williamsburg) faux leather bomber jacket: Target vintage booties: thrifted in Austin, TX cat-eye shades: thrifted at Crossroads Trading Co (Williamsburg) black cardigan: American Apparel opaque black HUE tights Sadly the instagram filter washed the color out a little bit. No big. I don’t have too much to say about how much this outfit rules and how much I love Bushwick in the springtime. But, I will say that I think this is just a warm up for how babely tonight is gonna be with Hunx and hang outs with Jen (pussybow), my nabe 4life Charlie (yo-charlie) (edit: BOO-she’s sick), and Nicole (the hefty hideaway). Is anyone else going?
  • vintage pastel hawaiian button down: swapped with Yo Charlie!
  • vintage acid wash skirt: thrifted at Buffalo Exchange (Williamsburg)
  • faux leather bomber jacket: Target
  • vintage booties: thrifted in Austin, TX
  • cat-eye shades: thrifted at Crossroads Trading Co (Williamsburg)
  • black cardigan: American Apparel
  • opaque black HUE tights

Sadly the instagram filter washed the color out a little bit. No big. I don’t have too much to say about how much this outfit rules and how much I love Bushwick in the springtime. But, I will say that I think this is just a warm up for how babely tonight is gonna be with Hunx and hang outs with Jen (pussybow), my nabe 4life Charlie (yo-charlie) (edit: BOO-she’s sick), and Nicole (the hefty hideaway).

Is anyone else going?

this is not a test

  • dress: Anthropologie
  • cardigan: Target
  • flats: Urban Outfitters
  • tights: HUE
  • vintage silk Ralph Lauren scarf: from an estate sale in NJ

I always find this dress at the back of my closet and I’m today, looking at these photos, reminded WHY it always ends up there. It’s disturbing how easily it wrinkles. Humph!

Everything about in this outfit is old as hell. It reminds me a lot of something I would have worn my senior year of college. To give you an idea, I bought this dress before Zooey Deschanel became a parody of herself. You know? Like 2009. This is my party-like-it’s-Caroline-in-2009-look. My mom probably loves this outfit.

Hi Mom!

I think everyone kind of has a hard time dressing for this time of year, and this is a prime example of my fallback look. Flats tights dress cardigan BOOM. Easy! In this case, fallback like 3 years.

After work I took this dress straight home and made killer nachos and drank Portuguese sparkling wine with Anna.

Are you having a smug spring, too?

(Source: broadist.com)

The tabloids complain about [Madonna] looking old, and people laugh at her for that. Then Madonna goes and fixes her face, and they laugh at her for that. Even though they begrudgingly say she looks amazing, they’ll still laugh at her for trying to look young. Then she steps out, looking amazing, and the tabloids go and blow up a picture of her aging hand. Nobody’s doing that to George Clooney, blowing up pictures of his hands! I look at these magazines, and I want to say to them, What’s your point? That she’s aged? Does that surprise you? Or is your ‘point’ an attempt to undercut what she’s achieved? I think it is, even if it’s on a subconscious level. And you probably wouldn’t turn down those hands if they were grabbing you under the table, you fucking idiots.

—Shirley Manson, Bullett Media Interview

(Source: bullettmedia.com, via rawwomen)

milk heavy pollen eyed

  • vintage polka dot dress: c/o Dusty Rose Vintage
  • neon HUE tights: really old, like from when I was 16
  • Kimchi & Blue mary janes: Urban Outfitters
  • NARS matte lipstick in ‘jungle red’
  • glasses: Luxeye - BUT I AM SUPER IN THE MARKET FOR NEW ONES. anyone?

Brad moved to Park Slope and has all kinds of beautiful magnolia trees on his block. This is my reaction, Bushwick-style.

Sorry for going MIA the last few days. On Thursday and Friday I visited Muhlenberg for Media & Comm alumni week. I got to meet some amazing people (hi Kale and Lauren) and chat with lots of students about maintaining my integrity being idealistic and creative and financially unstable! No but really. I love my jobs, I love writing, I love the music industry. I love the Salvation Army (thanks for the tip, Amra) and I spent $4 on yet another denim vest and a really pretty clay bowl.

Also, I love polka dots. See if you can spot my cell phone laying on my lap.

This camouflage photo was taken by Meghan. All other photos were taken by Brad, except for the one below, where he looks dapper as always. Thanks for taking my pictures all the time and for putting up with my fidgeting and not smiling!

On Saturday I traveled home, worked a bunch, and slept for 12 hours. Yesterday my friend Karina hosted the BEST BED STUY BRUNCH EVER (sorry, Do or Dine) with her roommates Jackie and Jacob. It was a mostly vegan feast with bloody mary’s and tofu scrambles and croissants and two amazing dogs playing in the middle of it. You would probably know most of this by now if you followed me on instagram (@shadood - and Roxy is @roxvrox).

And how are you doing?

(Source: broadist.com)