Rings. No, RINGS! Eh. Rrrrings!

That post title's not catchy AT ALL, but it did the trick.

This is a post about RINGS.

I don't wear rings that often because I have some kind of weird "hand-claustrophobia" (like, anythings touching or surrounding my hands is AWWWWFULLLLL. The worst? Wearing tight dish washing gloves with hands submerged in hot water. Anxiety attacks!!)

However, these rings have been gracing my fearful hands recently and them do not seem to mind.

I borrowed the bear and knuckle ring from Jaya (and by "borrow," I mean everyday for the past... since whenever she got them in the mail). Both from Leviticus Jewelry.

I don't know when Jaya turned into a 90's hippie chick, but she's sporting multiple rings from various flea markets (namely Torrance and L.A. fleas).

Ever since I saw this eyeball ring on Hoy Fashion, I knew I had to find one. IMPOSSIBLE YOU SAY!

Then about 2 weeks after seeing this ring, I find this at a flea market. BLAPITY BLAP:

p.s. Like that corpse-y dead hand of mine in the last photo?

Latest Haul.

The sister and I went to the Torrance Antique Faire/Flea Market the other week and here is a visual list of our awwwwesome purchases.

001/ Outfit: 

I took my "Giant Screamer's Formula For Eassssy Dressing", but exchanged the dress with an AA cream-colored crop top (from their factory outlet store in L.A.) and a black body-con black skirt from F21 (this skirt is my MOSSSST FAVORITE addition to my wardrobe- I wear at least 2-3 times a week).

Inside black bag: a $5 (working!!) Polaroid camera, a silver V-shaped ring (the seller said it was "big in the 70s"), a enamel bird pin, a 70s design layout book... possible some other things? I can't remember.

And those shoessss.....

002/ TUK Creepers:
IGOTSMESOMECREEPERS! I spied these pair at a vendors stall, but I thought they might be too small for me. But Jaya tried them on anyhow and, BLAPITY BLAP- they fit! I was able to talk down the vendor into giving me them for $13- YAY AREA (I would have totallyhappily paid the original $20 asking price, too).

003/ $1 JEWWWWELRY!:
There's this old man vendor that sells a pretttty bangin' array of cheap jewelry at the flea market (mostly everything is a sweet, sweet $1), and Jaya and I couldn't resist grabbing a handful of necklaces and shit.

Black heart necklace (this looks exactly like $45 vintage red heart necklace J bought at a antique mall in San Juan Capistrano):

(A crapppy photo of a) Unicorn pin:

004/ Ethnic-y bags: 

The tiny purple-ish one was a $1.50 (but from Deseret Industries Thrift Store); the other was $1 (interesting-ish fact: I saw an older Asian lady with this EXACT SAME BAG at Target. Weird... out of all of my purses...).

**Dance it out, people. DANCE. IT. OUT.

Steppin' Easy.

I've been trying to craft my PERFECT go-to outfit for the past few weeks.

I want something that uses the littttlest amount of brainpower but takes the greatest of easy to put together (I'm saving those precious, delicious brain cells for when tax time rolls around).

I THINK I have found one such outfit and it only take 5(ish) parts to make.

Giant Screamer's Formula For Easssy Dressing:

001/ A pull-on dress: I borrowed my sister's H&M mud+black color block dress when we went thrift store-ing/LA exploring this past weekend. It's not fussy; it compliments my skin tone; and it shows juuust enougn thigh that, when I'm sitting down, it makes it only slightly inappropriate.

002/ Black tights. A duh-doy. I like an opaque one, a patterned one, a knit one... whatever. As long as it conceals the vag area when I'm sitting, IT'S GOOD.

003/ Dark shoes. I borrowed my sister's RATTY hi-top Chuck's, but I coulda easily gone with my black+multi colored oxford Osborns, or my satin black Puma's, or my newfound TUK Creeee-pppers! I sang out that last part (pictures to come).

004/ Denim jacket. Everybody has one. If you don't, then you must be a caveman, because, really? REALLY?

005/ Accessories. My mom's dressing philosophy is to wear a plain outfit and then "accessorize! accessorize! accessorize!" An interesting necklace (like my leather medicine pouch from Mountain Mike's in Idyllwild, CA, or any of the ones that Jaaa posted up) makes this kinda boring dress not so... boring. The sunglasses (the flat $5 ones my sister raved about here) are comical and they hide my face. And the purse- if you're a lady, bring a cute one around, yah?

Me waving "GOODBYE!":

A close-up of the easy-to-pair sunglasses:

**BECAUSE THE DRUMS IN THIS SONG ARE SOOOO SICK: 

I have re-established my love for HEALTH's song, Crimewave. Those drums... with this video... oooo guuurl, please! 

It just makes me want to dance like this:

or like this:

or maybe even a little bit like this: