Well hot damn, Pennsylvania sure is muggy. (Also, I moved to Pennsylvania.)
You don’t even want to get me started on how much I’m not acclimating to the humidity.
In addition to about half of our windows being unable to open, we didn’t have air conditioning in our very old, very poorly insulated apartment until just recently. So, for the past few months I’ve essentially just been a big, lazy puddle – scantily clad and complaining about how hot it is every five minutes.
Cue the bodysuit.
I love me a good bodysuit. I get to be more or less naked without actually being naked (so it’s not too weird for the neighbors), and – BONUS POINT – in the event that I have to go somewhere, I just throw jeans or a skirt on and I’m a functioning adult again. It’s like magic.
This bodysuit from PYLO (which is now on SALE!) has a super flattering silhouette and a cheeky little back side, making it one of my favorite summer staples by far. And it’s so soft, you might just shed a tear.
Note to my fellow small breasted ladies: Without much volume in the chestle region, I can’t QUITE fill out the bodice, and it’s admittedly a bit of a struggle to keep myself contained with the excess fabric shifting around so easily. My dears blessed with B’s or larger, however, should find it a bit easier to keep from busting forth.
Aside from being very warm, I’ve been up to a whole slew of things as of late. I left my deeply loved day job as a nanny with an incredible family, I’ve packed up everything I own, said goodbye to all my friends and family in San Diego, drove across the country via Route 66 with my dog on my lap and my man towing a precariously filled u-haul in front of me, made new friends, reconnected with old ones, fallen in and out of funks, built furniture (both successfully and unsuccessfully), began to learn Adobe Premiere, reevaluated some of my core beliefs, worked on a few exciting film projects, played a lot of Pokemon Go (team Mystic, hollaaaa!), hopped on the Game of Thrones bandwagon, admitted an ebola patient to a hospital (for an instructional video, calm down), started three ill-fated booty workout regiments, traveled a bit, stood with picketers at the rally of a presidential candidate who shall remain unnamed, practiced unintended hermitude (not a word, should be), and overall got to know myself a bit better.
In the midst of all of that hubbub, I met Katie and Joe of Nordic Motif while doing hair and makeup on The Way That I Am. Together, they conceive and create unique jewelry out of leather, chain, and nails. One evening over beers, I sat marveling over how badass their pieces were and mentioned how cool a choker would be. Not too long later, I was pleasantly surprised to receive the little piece adorning my neck above – custom made and entirely perfect. (It’s cool to have cool friends.)
Did I mention that Katie also has self defense in mind with their work? While my nail is secured at both ends, some of their pieces feature free hanging nails. With a sizable, yet unassuming metal steak hanging from your neck, you’ll be prepared to stab a mother*****r, should you find yourself in any unsavory circumstances. If you’re so fortunate as to not have that happen to you, well, you’ll just have to settle for lookin’ flossy flossy. That’s a certified win-win, if you ask me.
I’ve also become acquainted with some other really great brands and companies, like I’m With the Band. Whatever your style – bohemian, sporty, classic, or a little edgier – chances are there’s a turban or headband that will have you like Fry from Futurama, all “SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY!”
Memes and cartoons aside, I highly recommend you go check out the wide range of designs offered. I sat for longer than I’d care to admit, deliberating and narrowing down my options, because I basically want it all. Ultimately, I settled on the Tokyo (which is pictured here), their Plum Velvet Turban (yeah, you read right. Velvet), and the Celestial Sky Headband, featuring artwork by artist and tattoo poker, Tati Compton. I am pleased.
With luxe fabric, eclectic prints, and several style options, you can take your festival, yoga, or ritualistic candle lighting outfits to the next level.
Truly, a big “thank you” to my doll Kailee at I’m With The Band for taking me one step closer to my dreams of becoming Stevie Nicks.
A brief word on Linda:
Oh, my sweet, sweet second mama. The mother of the love of my life, the woman who has taken me in more times than I can count, the hard-working, saint of a lady with a sharp tongue and witty, albeit sometimes obscene sense of humor, and the ultimate collector of bitchin’ vintage curiosities. If I had a dollar for every odd, old hat, piece of jewelry, or decor passed down to me from her (you should see the corn cob pipe hanging on my wall), I’d definitely have a lot more money than I currently do.
Before I made the move, I was gifted a handful of amazing jewelry from my future mother-in-law. Among the pieces were moody rosaries, carved wooden bracelets, and these three retro chains. Ornate and featuring jewel tones, these necklaces layer beautifully and have been rounding out a lot of my summer outfits.
Mama Y, you da best.
The Tokyo Stretch Turban – Im With The Band (here) Instagram
Tequila Bodysuit – PYLO (here) Instagram
Lace Duster – Vintage from my mama
Suede + Nail Choker – Nordic Motif (here) Instagram
Layered Necklaces – Vintage from my man’s mama
Writing To – Ghostface Killah & Badbadnotgood’s album Sour Soul
(If you dig old school hip hop and really chill beats, give it a listen.)