Look at Me When I'm Talkin' to You

I believe it to be a fact that the most coolest, original and inspirational looks are the ones that take literally minutes to put together. A failed attempt to construct a mildly decent hairstyle, a tendency to automatically reach for dark colored tees when being chic falls drastically low on my things I care about scale, and my subconscious obsession with all things fishnetty-cobwebby are just a few of the many attributes that play into what I generously refer to as grunge, but can be more accurately characterized as the result of surveying the content of my closet and heavily shrugging my shoulders in response.

(tee-sears 6$, sunnies&shorts- f21 5$, thigh hi- downtown 3$)

By the way, I know it's common practice in the blogosphere to quickly glance over one's blog, leaving a half hearted comment without ever so much as grazing the writing content of the post; but because I am a writer, Journalism major, and aspiring magazine editor it really grinds my gears per se, to know that many visitors just simply scroll through the photos on my blog and never take the time to read the content. I feverishly and meticulously spend way too much time on the writing portion of my posts because although I adore fashion; writing is my first love, therefore, its quality and your feedback regarding it mean a great deal. Thanks so much to those that do take the time to actually read Luv, Dannie Doll, you're my heroes.