It's too dark to be so bright

Hello,
How are you? I'm fine. It's nearing the end of my Harvard Extension classes, which is stressful as it means finals and stuff. I won't go into depth about angst surrounding finals and end of fall as that's pretty much what everyone is writing about. It's not bad if you write about this but I guess I don't really care because as the self absorbed teen I am I feel as though I have more important things in my life than school (hah). Life has been going alright for the most part though (?); it feels a bit muted all the time but at the same point I'm always blowing things out of proportion that don't really matter. I don't know man, it's a weird mix of caring too much and caring too little. I guess that's probably the way it is for most people, we care about tiny things and disregard the bigger picture at times. I suppose that is only natural. I'm sorry about the fact that I ramble on about my *issues* at the beginning on each post but y'know what I'm doing this "documentation" more for me than for anyone else. As if some how posting silly antidotes an pictures on the internet will immortalize me. Anyways I've stopped wearing black and white and army green an have transitioned to pinks and prints. It's a nice change for me. It makes me feel more... light? That sounds silly and like I'm trying to be "oh so artsy". Sorry not sorry. Never apologize for pretentious faux poetic statements. Anyways here is the outfit I wore yesterday!

These were taken at about 5:00 yesterday but night had already fallen for the most part. I think the dark is my favorite time to have my picture taken... even if it looks like I'm part of a "follow for more soft grunge" blog. *confession I do actually like some soft grunge blogs.

1950s petticoat worn as cape, late 1940s chiffon dress, Diesel pumps, skeleton necklace and flower choker from the thrift shop in town 

  Love,
Charlotte

The clock has 3 hands

Hello,
How are you? I'm well... happy, I suppose. I have been dressing more "avant garde"-ly recently, which is good. I guess. What I mean is by doing this I have to force myself to do something at least mildly productive everyday. When I don't dress like this I feel like I have betrayed myself and my mission (?) somewhat. This may not be the most healthy way to view getting dressed but it does mean that I have a constant in my life. That being clothes and experimenting with them.
Anyways moving on from the obligatory Charlotte Musings...

So for this outfit I wore an old coat my mom made in the 1990's that was never finished so the arm hole on the left side was not totally sewn closed. I stuck my real arm through the hole in the arm hole and pinned the sleeve and a white glove up on to my right shoulder creating a "third arm"(?).

Also did you notice my sick new glasses? I am, like, super thrilled with them! I really, really, really am going to try not to lose them (good luck with that)...

Anyways I hope y'all are doin' well!

Love,
Charlotte

I'm a Bird in an Aeroplane

Hello, 

How have you been? I've been well, I suppose. I have had to quit my internship at a vintage store (some of you who read my old blog may be aware that I had an internship working at Bobby From Boston) because of insane amounts of work, which I try to balance with having somewhat of a social life. While the fact that I have been insanely busy with school would generally mean that I had less time to get dressed but for some reason I have been experimenting despite my work load... I suppose it is because I have not had much time to do much else creative so dressing kind of has become my oasis. It's funny but it seems to me my interest in fashion fluctuates not necessarily in relation to anything else in my life. Well that is not entirely correct, the way I dress tends to indirectly reflect how I am feeling. Black, white and red has been my motif of late. Black and white I think have to do with my continuous switches between extreme happiness and sunkeness. Red channeling Lady Vengeance. Anyways that was just a little ramble explaining my current fashion feelings. I'm sorry if it was not particularly interesting. 

I am wearing a 1960s mens' button down under a 1960s sheer slip and a wedding veil from the 1980s. This veil was really quite annoying to wear. It kept slipping in my hair as my hair is not long enough to really hold it in place and because it is so long I had to tie in into knots on top of my head. But overall I was quite pleased with this outfit.

Love,

Charlotte

To Sit in Solemn Silence

Hello,
So this is an outfit I wore today. I wore a different (dreadfully boring) outfit to QSA (queer straight alliance) but after seeing, like, 3 really cool looking people on the train ride home I decided I had to change. Not that I actually had anywhere to go where I would see funky people, I mean unless you count picking my grandpa up at the airport... which I really don't...
 Oddly enough a number of people (like middle aged men) said I looked cute, which I was confused by because the intention of this outfit was not to look cute. I mean it is fine to want to look cute and to dress cute and I def do that sometimes but this outfit was mean more as a statement as opposed to a cutesy dress up or costume. I really like it when people tell me that they like my outfit but idk it's weird when people completely misinterpret it. That being said...

For this outfit I was inspired by the Comme Des Garçons Fall 2010 collection, namely the plaid looks 17-22. I wore a vintage plaid skirt upside down belted on my waist and a 1980s shirt.

Love,
Charlotte

Hi, so...

Hi guys,

My name is Charlotte. I used to blog over at theflowered.blogspot.com but since I have grown uninspired with that blog I have decided to move my blogging to here. I grew unimaginative in my outfits, which is why I quit bloggin', but I'm hoping that starting this new blog I will force myself to start dressing like I used to...

Anyways I am 15. I spend my time drawing nudes in my bedroom bathed in red light (wow, that sounds artistic) and eating Doritos and attempting desperately not to run into anyone I know around my hometown.

1990s sparkly jumpsuit, 1950s bolero jacket, assorted necklaces, handmade black lipstick

This was one of my recent outfits. The wonderful picture is taken by my lovely sister, who is incredibly talented.
I hope to see more of you!
Love,
Charlotte