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Feeling Mousey

_W7C6372 Walt Disney World, Florida

Happy Sunday my little chickens! I trust your weekend was eventful, and that if it wasn’t it was all kinds of Netflix and chill. Like literally though, no weird frisky connotation meant. I’ve been having a little too much fun, which is leading me to be a little extra exhausted, but complaining about that would be beyond a first world problem, so I ain’t gonna do that. This week I thought we would celebrate all things Disney! As some of you may have noticed, I kinda like Mr. Mouse and all the magic his genius creator brought to god’s green earth or wtv, so it only feels appropriate to celebrate all the amazing things currently being birthed into the Disney verse!

First things first, a little Coach/Mickey collab dropped on Friday, and yes I was one of the psychos refreshing my browsers at midnight patiently awaiting for my money to be taken away from me, in exchange for anything with a mouse on it. Never thought I’d purchase a Coach bag post puberty, but I did. Two of them actually. Also the most highly anticipated sequel of my tweenage years finally graced us with it’s presence, and after 13 years, I finally got to Find Dory. Yes kids, that’s how long it’s been, we’re that old.

Oh and here’s a little last bit of news. A new Disneyland opened in main land China, with exclusive attractions and lands that have never been experience in any other themes park across the earth. So that’s kinds cool or wtv. I’m not mad that I can no longer say I’ve been to every single Magical Kingdom created by Disney in the entire fucking world including Tokyo Disney Sea. It’s fine. Don’t mind me as I cut this post short to go book tickets for Shanghai. Mickey, mama’s coming for ya! _W7C6341 _W7C6420 _W7C6500 _W7C6474
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Disneyland 60th anniversary swarovski crystal Minnie Mouse ears, “Dior Split” sunnies, Thrasher tee, Marc Jacobs skirt, Mickey Herschel backpack, and Balenciaga “Race Runners”.

Desert Dusking

_W7C5924 Indio, California

Hey fwiends! Sorry I’ve been a little MIA lately, but all this long awaited free time has made me pick up old hobbies I love, and they’ve been keeping me happily busy! Don’t worry it’s not squash. I’m here today to tell you all about the final day of Coachella, which might just have been the best one yet. We went to the grounds early before anyone really shows up, not to enjoy the scenery, but to eat. After I got that taken care of, we walked around, had some morning margaritas, ate a little more and headed back to our place  for an outfit change, followed by this middle of butt fuck nowhere #OOTD shoot. I mean when you’re in the desert, you have to venture out into the unknown you know? Also it makes for a pretty beautiful badass background (alliteration watsup!). We then returned to the festival for a pretty great evening line up.

We felt connected to the universe and cried a little while singing along to “Home” at Edward Sharpe and The Magnetic Zeros, and did what can only be described as african tribe inspired dance moves with Alexander Wang and his model army during Major Lazer. The sleeper hit of the weekend had to be Sia. That set was the most creative use of stage time I’ve seen at Coachella and maybe anywhere really. Because she’s always hiding her pretty face, actors, artists, and dancers interpreted every song from her repertoire (including Breathe Me, I cried a little for that too) in the most beautifully WTF kinda ways. Maddie Ziegler did some pirouettes, Kristen Wiig emoted, and Shia Labeouf didn’t show up. Typical. Calvin Harris then came out and put on a better show than I could have ever anticipated. Big Sean said hi, and then Rihanna came out and gave the the rendition of We Found Love I had always dreamed of witnessing. Honestly it was another solid night added to an unbelievably solid weekend! Coachella always has the greatest energy and you leave there feeling warm with hope and appreciation for the world we live in. Well, that and super fucking tired. Drinking and dancing for 3 days straight will do that to you. _W7C5828 _W7C5845 _W7C5873 _W7C5927 _W7C5861 _W7C5983 _W7C5881 _W7C5885 _W7C5968 _W7C5838 _W7C5869 _W7C6017 L1030092 L1030117 L1030105 L1030120 L1030102 L1030123 L1030119 L1030114 L1030113 L1030126 L1030125 L1030128 L1030129 L1030157 L1030161 _W7C5979 Fack boho I’m giving alien vibes

Dior “So Real” sunnies, Necklaces from Fallon, J Crew, and Lalla, For Love and Lemons bathing suit and crochet matching separates, Chloé “Faye” bag, and Acne “Pistol” boots.

I See Dead People

_W7C0452 Miami, Florida

Have you ever been in an awfully shitty mood for an extended period of time? You see, this past week I hadn’t been getting much sleep due to, get ready for it…night terrors. That’s right kids, my 24 year old ass reverted to childhood in all the worst ways, as I had nightmares that made me claw at my chest and experience paranoia that may or may not have caused hallucinations. I shit you not, I am that crazy. I also might actually believe in ghosts now, but perhaps I’ll save that serving of insanity for another post. Anyways, lack of sleep for a prolonged period of time made me unbelievably irritable. I’m talking, Queen Of Hearts “off with their heads!” irritable. I had my husband and parents living in fear of every word they spoke to me, which wasn’t as entertaining at the time, as the thought is now.

Also my lack of zzz’s caused a little side dish of depression, which gave me a chance to catch up on a bunch of TV shows I forgot I gave a shit about. Did you know America’s Next Top model had a cycle 22, and a hot deaf guy won! I do, because I spent the past 2 days locked in my room in the same set of pyjamas, watching Miss Tyra dramatically render that elimination speech oh so intensely and slowly. Seriously, pretty certain I could recite that spiel identically, intonation, dramatic pauses and all. Though not sure how proud I should be of my newly acquired talent, as after 22 seasons of this reality, I’m pretty sure all of us have that impression down pat. All this nonsense to tell you that my insomnia has a happy ending, as I have just awoken from a glorious night of deep dreamless sleep! Life is full of hardships that make you grateful for the little things you may have taken for granted kids. So when you lay your down head on your pillow tonight, don’t forget to thank heavens for the glorious mind that is Tyra Banks, and the gift that is ANTM…”Wanna be on top”?! _W7C0362 _W7C0465 _W7C0426 _W7C0492 _W7C0389 _W7C0458 _W7C0436 _W7C0413 _W7C0443 _W7C0370 _W7C0408 _W7C0459 When your rant is completely unrelated to the #OOTD photos you posted…

Dior “Technologic” glasses, Faithful The Brand jumpsuit, Papa’s bandana, Chanel bag, and Nicholas Kirkwood flats.

My Date With Jonathan

2015-10-22 at 13-26-59 Montreal, Canada

Last week I had the immense pleasure of meeting my favourite CFDA/Vogue nominee Jonathan Simkhai days before the verdict dropped and the winners of the fund were announced.  Today, I am so very glad to post about our time together, because as predicted, he very deservingly took home a win last night at the awards. As one does when meeting someone who’s work you respect and admire, I was a tad anxious heading into Holt Renfrew for my fitting with the infamous creator of the “Inseparable Separates”. His work had been so prominent in celebrity culture and well received by the fashion community that I couldn’t help but fear that his current relevance and recent acclaims might make him too cool to handle. Thankfully I couldn’t have been more wrong. Jonathan is the kind of calming, warmhearted presence you need on every bad day. His smile is infectious and even his shy boy persona cannot conceal his kind spirit . His character alone would be deserving of all of his recent praise…but then I met the clothes.

As Jonathan picked Fall looks for me, I couldn’t help but be hypnotized by pieces I had recently seen in Vogue from his recent Spring collection. The romantic technical lace, and embroidered macramé, in figure-skimming silhouettes had me dreaming of being in Lake Como, where the designer had researched fabrics for his collection. Having seen them presented on the runway with low top sneakers, made me feel that perhaps Jonathan and I were kindred spirits. As I cuddled up in his floor length soft lambswool cardigan, our conversations went from the recent tasks the fund had him execute, to his everyday muses, to our common styling goal of never letting an outfit take itself too seriously. After trying on almost everything the store was carrying, we settled on 2 inseparable separates parings, one of the Spring looks pictured in Vogue’s CFDA spread, and since I refused to remove the impossibly soft cardigan off my body, we figured I’d have to take that home too. I am so thrilled to have had a chance to spend time with, let alone be styled by this incredibly talented designer and his wonderful team. I was right when predicting his win, so I’m not going out on much of a limb here by saying that  Jonathan Simkhai will join the ranks of the great CFDA winners of the past, and be the household name he deserves to become. 2015-10-22 at 12-17-32 2015-10-22 at 12-19-53 2015-10-22 at 12-19-13 2015-10-22 at 12-16-53 2015-10-22 at 12-18-31 2015-10-22 at 12-19-27 2015-10-22 at 12-20-49 2015-10-22 at 12-45-06 2015-10-22 at 13-07-40 2015-10-22 at 13-08-25 2015-10-22 at 13-08-35 2015-10-22 at 13-09-29 2015-10-22 at 13-26-50 2015-10-22 at 13-19-28 2015-10-22 at 13-41-49 JonaFAN…see what I did there

Dior “Abstract” sunglasses, Nasty Gal Kozmic Ribbed knit maxi dress, Louis-Vuitton bag embellished with  Anya Hindmarsh stickers, and Stella McCartney platform oxfords.

Jonathan’s Fall collection and pre-order for his Spring collection are available here