Sprouse mashup

I bet you thought I forgot all about this blog.

You're right. I did.

This isn't exactly one of Deborah's outfits, but so what? Stephen Sprouse "Bug Eye" sunglasses from his Warhol collection, Stephen Sprouse for Diesel knit hat, and Stephen Sprouse wool dress which, sadly, shrank into a shirt.

Half-moon

The outfit is just a simple black lycra bodysuit from American Apparel. But it's not about that, it's all about the necklace. A half-moon made of copper and enameled white. Enameling is Deborah's new kick.

She's been making a lot of new jewelry, it's probably about time to update her website. Guess whose job that is?

Beach Coverup

Here's another pool party purchase. A beach cover up from Vitamin A. Deborah found it online while searching for a crocheted bikini, and even though it doesn't match the new bikini she found, she still wanted it. It was expensive, though -- over 200 bucks, and she couldn't justify the cost. "Try ebay," I said. "You never know."

Sure enough, there was one on ebay -- the right size for the right price. It was still a little more money that she wanted to spend, but that's what girls do.

"Now I need to buy another bikini," she said. "One that matches."

As I said, it's what girls do.





I just noticed that the bikini totally slipped out of place when I put the dress on over it. So what.

Crocheted Bikini

I already told the story of this bikini in The Known Universe, but since I haven't been updating this site very often, and the bikini was so easy to put on the mannequin, I figured I'd post it here, too.

Deborah's birthday is this Thursday and I bought her this bikini as an early present. We've been invited to a "1970's Dirk Diggler style pool party" in the Hamptons and Deborah wanted a new bathing suit for the occasion. Her old suit was sagging, worn and faded and she threw it away. (She didn't have much use for it this year anyway, unfortunately.) Considering the theme of the party, she asked for a crocheted bikini.

A quick google search led me to My Bikini Brazil and it was done.

I have to say, Kate's fiberglass nubbins don't quite fill out the suit as well as Deborah's bodacious tatas do.

Day who knows what

Like the Flashdance dress from a previous post, Deborah got this poncho from the boutique that used to sell her jewelry. She went there for a check and came back with a poncho. She thought it would be good to have for riding her bicycle in the rain. "Is it waterproof?" she asked her friend, the shop owner.

"Totally."

The first time Deborah wore it was on the Fourth of July for a cruise through Little Neck Bay on our friend Fee's boat.

It's not waterproof. Not even close.

Okay, maybe a boat ride in the rain was asking a lot. Maybe it was still a least water-resistant enough for a bicycle ride thought a light drizzle.

She put it on one morning, thinking it made her look like a magical elf, but as she passed through the middle of Bed-Sty, it dawned on her that a white hooded cape had other connotations. She pulled over, took it off and stuffed it in her bag.

Day 11

I nearly wrote a post blaming our big plans for Kate going down the toilet this weekend on Kate's penchant for overindulgence. But I promised myself I wouldn't start talking about the mannequin as if she were a real person, making cracks about "Kate doing this and Kate doing that." Guys who personify mannequins are akin to crazy cat ladies. In any case, our plan to dress Kate up more extravagantly than usual didn't pan out. In fact, we didn't change her clothes at all.

if it's all the same to you (I'm sure it will be) the mannequin is just going to lounge around in a nightgown that Deborah bought for a goth photoshoot. Come to think of it, that never really went as planned, either.

Day 8

"The kid's feet stay in the picture."

Deborah is running low on dresses (clean ones anyway) so she suggested this skirt because it unzips all the way, making it just as easy, if not easier, to throw on a mannequin. It's from Diesel and Deborah bout it as a consolation prize after trying on a coat she loved but couldn't afford.

Sticking with the classic cheesball movies from the 70's theme, I pulled out Deborah's vintage Urban Cowboy T-shirt. Deborah bought it roughly 14 years ago at a used clothing store on the south side of Williamsburg called Domsey's Warehouse. Ironically, just as the new wave of hipster fashion plates were really taking over the neighborhood, the building was sold and Domsey's closed shop. The kids missed out because unlike Beacon's Closet, or any of the countless "vintage" shops around town, Domsey's was cheap. For a couple of bucks and a little work, you could walk out of there with enough clothes to stock your own chi-chi vintage boutique -- which I'm sure more than a few people did.

I think Domsey's is still around in another incarnation -- a smaller store somewhere in Brooklyn. But the clothes are mostly from Old Navy and The Children's Place.

I know I just used the cowboy hat, but it seemed obvious to throw it on again.