Don't Fight It, Feel It

Someone I am acquainted with went on an NYC trip last week, and arrived back yesterday with a little and completely unexpected Uniqlo shopping bag which shocked the pants off of me...figuratively of course, as I wasn't actually wearing pants yesterday.

Within the adorable paper bag featuring a green-haired, underwear-clad anime chick was the t-shirt you see in today's pictures - yes, it's just a t-shirt and nothing to entirely fawn over, but it is a limited edition Basquiat print and, more importantly, my first Uniqlo piece. Uniqlo, which I have heard and read so much good about, but never experienced firsthand - until now. The strangest and most wonderful part about this likely underwhelming story is that I've realized that people who you don't think are listening to you or care about your interests whatsoever are actually listening sometimes, and can surprise you in the nicest of ways.
Anyways. I jaunted over to Forever 21 after work yesterday (because once I get one new article of clothing I find it difficult to leave it at that, plus I felt like walking downtown during pedestrian rush hour while listening to Primal Scream because that always makes me happy on some weird, me-centric level) and was sorely disappointed in pretty much everything they currently have in stock. Early August generally seems to be an awful time in retail...which, lucky as it may be for the well-being of my savings account, is horrendously frustrating for me. However, I did scour H&M's Men's section shortly thereafter and found a black men's cardigan which just may be my new favourite article of clothing ever. I'm certain it will make its way onto here at some point...and by 'some point' I mean 'probably Monday'.
Most importantly of all news in the realm of my life for all intensive blogging-related purposes, the amazing-albeit-currently-gigantic thrifted Burberry trench is in my closet staring at me disdainfully, reminding me that its potential glory days of September are merely 23 days away, and that any tailor worth his/her salt will take at least that long to mold it perfectly to every inch of my body...I'm going to get on that like now before it jumps out of the closet and smothers me to death or something, as it's getting increasingly aggressive.Oh, as a quick FYI: I won't be blogging this weekend - a multitude of exciting people, places, things and whatever other nouns exist will be going on, and sometimes you just have to roll with it, y'know? But (and you will learn with me that there is virtually always a consequential 'but' to any statement I make) G and I are getting some really super exciting and fabulous photographs in the vault for next week, so be sure to come back on Monday and check them out, read whatever outrageousness I've come up with by then, etc.

If there's not a post, however, know that I did not in fact call the tailor today and the Burberry attacked me in my sleep...and um, call the cops I guess?

Wearing

T-shirt: Uniqlo

Jeans: Rock & Republic

Shoes: Nine West