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Fashion Union

fashionunion1-2new1new4new3sec23new2IMG_0224 copy-2A few weeks ago I picked these dope pieces from the online London-based store, Fashion Union. The big faux fur leather jacket is probably my new favorite staple piece. I’ve been wearing it over my yoga leggings and tank for a warm transitional fall jacket.

I’m always a sucker for anything black and white, so I decided for the rest of my look to pull this cute matching two-piece set and these awesome white pumps.

teena big faux fur jacket

shimmer short

mesh top in white

photos by Jaglever

Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

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My favorite scary story of ALL TIME has to be “The Girl With the Green Ribbon Around Her Neck.” So in honor of it being the day before halloween, I’m going to tell you my favorite scary story,

A long time ago there was a little girl who had a green ribbon around her neck. One day she went to school and met a boy named Jim. Jim sat behind her in class and noticed the ribbon under her pig tails.

“Why do you wear that ribbon around your neck?” he asked. Someday I’ll tell you, she promised.

When they were teenagers, Jim asked the girl on a date. While they were drinking frappes, Jim asked again, “why do you wear that green ribbon around your neck?” She laughed nervously and said, “Well maybe if we ever get married I’ll tell you.”

Jim fell in love with the girl and they got married. In bed their first night, the only thing his new wife wouldn’t take off was the ribbon and he asked, “Okay, we’re married now…why do you wear that ribbon on your neck!” She said, “I’ll tell you if we ever have kids.”

After they had a boy and a girl, Jim asked again,”Please, please, please, WHY DO YOU WEAR THAT RIBBON AROUND YOUR NECK?!?!” She said, if you love me, you’ll drop it for now, some day I’ll tell you.”

So he dropped it. Just accepted the fact that his wife wore a mysterious ribbon around her neck all the time. They got old together, then the woman got very sick, went to the hospital, and the doctor said she was going to die. Her distraught husband sat by her side for days, and finally said, please, tell me now, why do you have that ribbon around your neck? In a croaky voice she said, okay, I’ll tell you, take it off now.”

He pulled the bow loose and her head fell off.

x x

scary stories dress by Poprageous

leather jacket by La Sula

photos by Yuya

Ballet Bae / Dark + Light

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With all the love and light that surrounded her, how could she not dress in color? And with all the lovers that left with no letter, how could she not dress in black? Perhaps there was not as much space between the two as she believed. She felt the absence of love lost, but also the replete of the artists surrounding her. Her friends are getting high under the moonlight and her lover’s waiting home in her white cloud of a bed. She often left her home, but she found home everywhere.

New York was uncertain. It terrified her, but she loved it. I don’t think she’d take her dark-self or her light-self anywhere else. Where else could the two live side by side simultaneously? Taking herself for a midnight walk on the Brooklyn Bridge, running down to the waterfront in Williamsburg, charging her third-eye chakra in Soho. New York will feed every part of you.

The light stuck around like mango in her teeth. The secrets stayed inside like prayers on repeat. She woke to the Manhattan skyline each day, so bright in it’s truth revealing glare. Then the evening came, the sun fell into a pink horizon, and the black filled the night sky where the demons stayed alive. The creative hour. She was two in one.

Ballet Bae platforms by Dolls Kill X YRU

cartoon bodysuit by Dolls Kill

makeup by Zoe Renee 

photos by Brittanny Taylor