Just because you got good head, I'ma break bread

New header! Sticker graffiti on Morgan's staircase. A sign from the Lawd or coincidental hoodrat behavior? My money's on the latter.

- Jessica

P.S. I'm slacking on the posts because I'm actually working. *Gasp* 

Now that's what the f--- I call a chain reaction...

Vest and tights [DIY] Dress [Topshop] 

Sandals [Steve Madden] Bag [Ecuadorian]

I think obsession with body wrapping chains might have my neighbors questioning what my actual job is. But then again this is Manhattan which means they wouldnt care if it was illicit anyway.

I took this oversized suede jacket I aquired years ago but never altered to my size. I removed the knit panels on the bottom as well as the sleeves to create a cropped suede vest.

I purchased the rose gold chains randomnly at a bead store in Ecuador and have never been able to find anything similar in NYC. The chains add an edge to the suede and might be exactly what I need to keep the cholas on my block from messing with me. Don't they know I'm part Latina?! No me jodas.

- Morgan

Cause you pseudo, trying to compete with reality like xerox...

St. Marks Hobo Marc Jacobs

In the past few years, Marc Jacobs has failed to impress me with his handbags, they seem to be getting more repetitive and less about new silhouettes. Enter his latest disaster: the St. Marks Hobo. It actually made me gag. It looks like it came fresh of the streets of Chinatown and not in that ironic Louis Vuitton immigrant bag way. The only people who should be wearing bags this ugly are those who frequent the stoop of the St. Marks Hotel at 3 AM. However, with a pricetag of $1850 you know some labelwhore from Long Island is drooling.

-Morgan

I'm pourin' beer out for my shorty who ain't here...

Vest, tank, shorts, wristband [DIY] Sneakers [Urban Outfitters] 

Bag [handmade in Ecuador] Brass cuff [vintage]

This vest was originally some fug-tastic dress with gaudy gold buttons that I found at the Odds Costume Rental Closing Sale. I'm thinking of adding a 4" zipper to the inner fold to increase the drama of the newly added drape. The sneakers are my new defaults. I usually hate floral but these make me sublimely happy and they go with everything/nothing.

Anyway, I got caught in a rip tide off Fire Island today. After 2 friends almost drowned trying unsuccessfully to pull me out, there was a good 30 second span when I gave up trying to swim back to shore and accepted my doom. My life didn't flash before my eyes however, so the consensus remains that Tai Fraiser is a clueless drama queen. And then an old leather-daddy type totally scooped me out a la David Hasselhoff. 

So I got to thinking, if I did die, I hope someone would have tipped off the boo piece to opt out of giving a eulogy and play an endless loop of Reneé by Lost Boyz instead. And then proceed to pour out beer for his shorty that ain't here, natch. Clearly, a classy affair for a classy broad.

- Jessica