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Here’s how the above question usually gets asked:
Girl 1: Oooh! I looove this!
Girl 2: Don’t you have something just like that?
Girl 1: No… wait… do I?
Girl 2: That blue top you wear 24/7 is, like, almost identical to that.
Girl 1: You’re right. I so don’t need . . . → GO ON… Ask A Stupid Question… (Don’t You Have Something Just Like That?)
Combat Boots are one of those items that prompt an immediate, almost involuntary reaction: Either they drive you nuts, or you’re nuts about ‘em. Back in the nineties, I wore Doc Martens religiously in hopes that Eddie Vedder and/or Johnny Depp would – in all their . . . → GO ON… Combat Boots Bring Forth the Inner Badass
In honor of Earth Day, let’s talk about what happens when you cave for a $6 Tri-Blend Tank from a decidedly un-eco-friendly corporate chain. Whilst strolling with Krip the other day, we passed an American Apparel (home of the $18 Tri-Blend Tank); the following conversation ensued:
Krip: . . . → GO ON… Cheap Chain Buys Lead to Pillage
Last night, while hammering ruched strips of cotton and hemp canvas onto my bedroom wall in an attempt to mimic a technique seen at Urban Outfitters, I left the tv on for entertainment purposes and ended up listening to The Devil Wears Prada on FX.
In . . . → GO ON… As Long As We're Broke, The Eighties Will Reign
This past weekend, while assessing the eyeroll-inducing Vintage in my new hood, I happened upon a friendly face. I’d been to Monk Thrift Shop in Brooklyn; the Park Slope merch, while cheap, was ultimately kind of Meh. Apparently, the good stuff gets left in the city.
The . . . → GO ON… West Village WOW: Monk Thrift Shop
The abundance of April Showers have made NYC a dreary place these past few weeks. For me, rainy days are often the difference between Super and Meh, (possibly because they continually derail my hair-straightening efforts). I figured some bright, waterproof footwear might snap me out of . . . → GO ON… Tretorn Wedges Daffy Ducky
Yesterday afternoon, I stopped by (drumroll please…) the only British import coveted by American twentysomething women even more than the King of Dignified Badasses himself (Clive Owen, obvs).
Having previously viewed their supposedly budget-friendly merch online, I entered TopShop with low expectations. I subsequently witnessed individual acts . . . → GO ON… TopShop, TopCROCK
A few weeks ago, I snagged this uber classy, Ralph Lauren striped tank at Buffalo Exchange. Not POLO Ralph Lauren, not LAUREN Ralph Lauren – Ralph Lauren. Its tag bears striking similarity to the brand’s current high-end line, Black Label, so I’m going to give myself . . . → GO ON… Preppy Top + Scandalous Dress
One of the perks of being a writer (fine, blogger. Pfft.) is being able to wear whatever the eff you want to work. Inherent in your oft-unlucrative profession is a penchant for schleppiness. My subject matter of choice means I like to push the schlep envelope . . . → GO ON… Lounge Pants and the Two Trip Clause
Firstly, let’s discuss what constitutes a headpiece. In its unbastardized form, it’s a piece of material one wraps around one’s head. Headpieces might seem purposeless, but when I was at boarding school and sidled with the task of getting my two best friends to class on . . . → GO ON… FabSugar, Use Your Head
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