Sunday, 23 November 2014

apocalypse looks

So hi there.

This is going to be a post that sounds a lot like night blogging. Sorry. Basically- I'm kinda into everything dystopian and clothes that match. Also gender. I was doing a lot of reading on gender. (And I'm pretty sure in my post-apocalyptic universes you can whatever gender you like. I hope- even if everything else is terrible that might have changed?!)

1. Blathers not about my clothes:
 
I spent the weekend writing an essay on gender and race as inscribed on the body and reading all that theory really got my fashion feels going again. I’ve been quiet here, but watching Arabelle Sicardi from a distance talking about cyborgs and robot looks (and notably how it’s to do with her own dysphoria so she doesn’t want other people copying it) and I ended up reading some Donna Haraway cyborg manifesto for my essay. Odd, but interesting- and I’ve been thinking a lot about gender recently outside of my uni work too.

A cyborg is a simulation if reality, so a copied entity that replicates and replaces the real (I’ll put a list if what I read at the end if you’re into theory). A cyborg has no biblical ”dust” to return to. All this simulation reminds me of gender- something laid OVER the body without origin, or whose origin has since deteriorated so the simulation is taken as a “hyper real” truth. Uh anyway. I really hope I made more sense in my essay. Gender is performative, gender is drag. (Judith Butler!) In essence gender is artificial and created. A cyborg is a copy of the human, a mere replication but one that emulates so much of the human it's too, real. A hyperreal. Just like gender is endlessly emulated.

I don't know, I just found all this interesting. Read the originals? I know I make no sense!
 

 Vest, Primark. Jeans, charity shop.

2. Blathers about gender and (sort of) clothes.

I’ve noticed recently a lot of people on tumblr questioning their gender identities, and more and more people coming out as a-gender non binary. I think most of this is driven by education and it’s amazing- I myself can’t really work my own gender out. I know it’s all fake, so why should I care whether I'm he, she or they? but yet. (And I do not mean to devalue people who have had to fight for the right to identify however they want- labels do matter!) I’ve never felt inherently woman, but I want to shy away from masculine because of the associations I have with it. But something in between frustrates my mortal brain because I can’t help but judge my everything as binary. I hate it.

*its easier to see others as non binary and if I ever mis-gender anyone I deserve to be punched

Sorry, gender rant. Nothing new, all just personal problems/ opinions.

So my essay was partly on the novel "Cloud atlas," by David Mitchell, and apart from looking at gender and the body and cloning and reality- I got more post punk cyber fashion post apocalyptic fashion feelings. (And no I haven't seen the film, so I won't go near it's issues.)


 Dress, topshop via charity shop. Jeans, charity shop. Shoes, Diechman. Waistcoat jumper thing, dad's old one. Necklace, Spanish coin on old chain.

So yes, basically I've spent a lot of time resetting all my fav stories and media in post-apocalyptic universes, writing essays on theory I don't quite get, and browsing Demobaza for a dystopian look that matches my fear of graduation and the real world.

 Bra, Calvin Klien. map badge, tatty devine. Cardigan, Charity shop. Jeans, charity shop. Boots, oldddd man.
(which I did not wear out because bra and because COLD.)

Stuff I read and badly blathered about-



Judith Butler. "Chapter 3. Subversive Bodily Acts, Gender Trouble."
Donna Haraway "A manifesto for Cyborgs: Science, Technology, and Social Feminism in the 1980s." 

Jean Baudrillard. “Simulacra and Simulations.” 

Um, thanks for getting this far with this post?

-H

Monday, 27 October 2014

kale is so last year

T-shirt, H&M. Dungarees, Asos. Tights? Shoes, charity shop. Scarf, market stall in Penzance at Golowen. (Alpaca!) Cat, adopted us.  Earrings, gift (Kenyan!)


Autumn-ey comfey going to visit my gran look. Scarf is basically a shawl and is as soft as anything and incredibly warm.back at uni now and we're too mean to turn on the heating so it's a life-saving device.

-H

Tuesday, 7 October 2014

Toast


 Dress, charity shop (Zara), Jacket, TU.Tights who knows. Shoes, Primark. Lipstick, Rimmel.

Wore this to see "Toast" at the Park Theater, London. HIGHLY recommended. Compelling and funny and honest. :)

I was trying to go futuristic and boxy- contrasting necklines. Black and Blue.
I'm back at uni now and I feel the need to up my dressing weird game. Watch this space.
-H




Friday, 5 September 2014

Yellow

 Skirt, charity shop. T-shirt, H&M. Cardigan, Nana-knitted literally. Tights, who knows. Doctor Martens. Necklace, gift from etsy I think.

Hey there. Long time. Gonna try and pick this up again. I wanna get back into blogging and slowly turning myself into a super human creature. I had a year off, basically. I was sick for most of last year. Kinda sucked.

(TMI medical-ness my hypothyroidism seemed to virus induced and cleared itself up and most of my symptoms were from depression! Yay. Anyway, on meds now, feeling 876% better.)

So yes, I'm back. Mostly. :) Had a nice year? Summer?

Tuesday, 29 April 2014

This is Awkward...

Well hello. It's been over 6 months, possibly more, and blogger hasn't even updated its interface. Some things never change. I'm also ill, as always. This academic one is nearly over. Ho-hum. 

 Otherwise, I have the same awkward garden photography and charity shop found clothing. I have missed blogging outfits though- at least every few days I put something on and think- I should blog this- but it just hasn't been possible at uni, what with no camera or decent place to take photos and with me being continuously ill. :/ I could write you elegies to comfortable pajamas by now.

I'm going to try and blog more this summer, though. I enjoy clothes and outfits still, and I don't know if anyone's still out-there reading this, but hey. I also love shouting into the ether. If you're still around though, thanks. More blogging coming up. Watch this space.

 Everything charity shop, except shoes- v old Nikes, and tights, TK Maxx.


Thursday, 17 October 2013

I just needed to fawn over some things

I know this blog is a bit dead. But here's a pin-board of awesome clothes and things I've come across and wish I could afford:


 
 

 



Friday, 23 August 2013

Yeah I know I'm sorry- a post full of bathroom selfies.

Vintage Market mirror feet selfie.
 New dress and 'how much can I not look like myself'.
 After end of year ball bathroom selfie.
 New hair cut bathroom selfie.
 I never wear any other shoes anymore feet picture.
 Changing room I wanna buy this jacket but I can't afford it.
 At work I am so bored bathroom selfie.
And another.

 And it's that jacket again. I bought the dress. (Cos.)

I am still here I just never go anywhere or do anything so I don't wear much of interest. *blogs in her PJs*. I will be back with random posts about baking and various markets imminently so I can pretend I am a lifestyle blogger. *wear PJs and forget to eat breakfast till 2pm playing internet games all holiday.* Snazzy.

-H