This is what I wore to watch The Hunger Games and to celebrate the first half of Daniel and I's 3-year anniversary of relationshiping. I thrifted this dress a few weeks ago and washed it twice because it was smelly. It makes me look a little lumpy. Sometimes I think about "dressing for your body type" and then sometimes I just say "FUCK THAT!" because I want to wear a long semi-sheer lacey 90s dress from an Express knock-off store.
I can only be so body-conscious for so long before going off the deep-end into hysteria, you know.
I do love a turban. This one is from Revival Outpost on Magazine Street. I have lost it twice by accident and had it saved once by a friend and returned to me by nice strangers second.
You think you are soooooo funny don't you....
As for the movie, which was watched at 9:30 AM at the Prytania (only $5 dude!), I think Kristin Cashore summed up best my feelings about the shaky Bourne Identity-like camerawork and how it ruined the adaptation for me. Don't get me wrong; I thought it was alright, I cried a lot (thus the blurry eyemakeup), the cast did well. Doesn't hold a candle to Battle Royale IMHO still. How subtle is my Girl On Fire inspiration though?
dress - thrifted, Goodwill / red turban - Revival Outpost / striped ballet flats - hand-me-down from a friend / spiked bracelet - stella&dot / box - Warby Parker glasses
(Excuse all the weird lighting curves and saturation. Re-experimenting with the new Photoshop CS6 beta!)