tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58110354174403941792024-03-04T22:14:10.530-08:00People Wearing ClothesA fashion blog seems a bit grandiose for Atlanta;
so, here are just some people wearing clothes.Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-59734054415303286672011-05-24T11:33:00.000-07:002011-05-24T11:45:53.116-07:00Extras from a shoot.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXu_T_lSAfCskYk0Ht-PPS_TQ73IgeKhLyZVDJRaYH6H63O70nhbDXXAeJAztf3XTYkGk_bNOyXPw2t_XUvTJCwwofzmi4LQZN36VTtKDe_PjiKjb8xi4ay-PtKsRCjkVeKQAL94N_cIEo/s1600/8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXu_T_lSAfCskYk0Ht-PPS_TQ73IgeKhLyZVDJRaYH6H63O70nhbDXXAeJAztf3XTYkGk_bNOyXPw2t_XUvTJCwwofzmi4LQZN36VTtKDe_PjiKjb8xi4ay-PtKsRCjkVeKQAL94N_cIEo/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355672935199538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzbW4XHd-opc2XJuZDtYXGqwbzPb2nxoOBo5NXjLyD7G0-WUMzs9UjcMxePXmDCT0zeX5GCz8T3GwRFt90jW3prlH46JB0UvEcd-sHZft4y7RsZncnOBDhnTJ_xKv8HIR1L5goKhADnRA/s1600/7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKzbW4XHd-opc2XJuZDtYXGqwbzPb2nxoOBo5NXjLyD7G0-WUMzs9UjcMxePXmDCT0zeX5GCz8T3GwRFt90jW3prlH46JB0UvEcd-sHZft4y7RsZncnOBDhnTJ_xKv8HIR1L5goKhADnRA/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355669651659362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh7SbJGW1pWRBI1YWxxKdmrcPHFFAYMK8RF4krcgtHwUb3vM1uEOegLRIVdj1bgGBhMQZugHVVTk-yqVZiHLRamZSHAbPoExeknbwJBJNvkTnz6LsEduq-bm9UYmnDinEWuaWSCi8OkOXy/s1600/6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh7SbJGW1pWRBI1YWxxKdmrcPHFFAYMK8RF4krcgtHwUb3vM1uEOegLRIVdj1bgGBhMQZugHVVTk-yqVZiHLRamZSHAbPoExeknbwJBJNvkTnz6LsEduq-bm9UYmnDinEWuaWSCi8OkOXy/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355559820668002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4T7UZ_aET6LPvX9cANIpgr5P6oHZx6CzPtO8W06R5UPhKOan1mbStYiBLgDVGB8qUjce8wf28aJCwoqUW_FHjDCYkl_x7fNKAAr-xNBFdYy-Tr_tkj-_V5ZrzK4RzoMern_vwdVj3iDZT/s1600/5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4T7UZ_aET6LPvX9cANIpgr5P6oHZx6CzPtO8W06R5UPhKOan1mbStYiBLgDVGB8qUjce8wf28aJCwoqUW_FHjDCYkl_x7fNKAAr-xNBFdYy-Tr_tkj-_V5ZrzK4RzoMern_vwdVj3iDZT/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355555647080738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvVbi6ZyYrgS2NDucQtklwHZBAiHyKpZ9zQVmcBs3uzfB0HDIwVgNnPoViZ3cHhAuXgsYrseQvxUmiAQjkwYZ4fu-9fC4Ei3UJW9qtLbI-kMhJSChgJe1I0G4IjPHMnTmZHjJinWnCx4p/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTvVbi6ZyYrgS2NDucQtklwHZBAiHyKpZ9zQVmcBs3uzfB0HDIwVgNnPoViZ3cHhAuXgsYrseQvxUmiAQjkwYZ4fu-9fC4Ei3UJW9qtLbI-kMhJSChgJe1I0G4IjPHMnTmZHjJinWnCx4p/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355149330044658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgU-Rz7CvjB9MxeRoVoEeqjh3KDCHuyYKEzqQjZcWj7JmvHzQwtiRLTjVi43acV3d6cZc0f5oN0DgTNbf04x2r6QWlx0MlRZSLVpfontStl9m3i6sLSCuf5YO-44yhsaVdWin25jwoVAYD/s1600/3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgU-Rz7CvjB9MxeRoVoEeqjh3KDCHuyYKEzqQjZcWj7JmvHzQwtiRLTjVi43acV3d6cZc0f5oN0DgTNbf04x2r6QWlx0MlRZSLVpfontStl9m3i6sLSCuf5YO-44yhsaVdWin25jwoVAYD/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355140084971810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYvd_oh3-Ir7F-kZJRELDLqqdaCEIw_DTFNMAj8woa73zzM4MLpxjlrqccZ48oK_KzZP6DshWeNdJDzqeGee-jciI6yZXXGJVOpJyhEexjCFPrMaj4A29rs7-EaggvppmcPOHGGatAmA2/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYvd_oh3-Ir7F-kZJRELDLqqdaCEIw_DTFNMAj8woa73zzM4MLpxjlrqccZ48oK_KzZP6DshWeNdJDzqeGee-jciI6yZXXGJVOpJyhEexjCFPrMaj4A29rs7-EaggvppmcPOHGGatAmA2/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355106252635250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirgtxB4opCzcfkun8Jcijx2NKMK4ujauOYztrqV50m0wvgmvtgF9soy2EQKCQFdIxZ8Ss5-OTF775Yp_iCoaAAybHPpT95un2Aan6EKUC8C1nvaeQFFVCBq8utCMt8PQ6w7AqaJqtarpf8/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirgtxB4opCzcfkun8Jcijx2NKMK4ujauOYztrqV50m0wvgmvtgF9soy2EQKCQFdIxZ8Ss5-OTF775Yp_iCoaAAybHPpT95un2Aan6EKUC8C1nvaeQFFVCBq8utCMt8PQ6w7AqaJqtarpf8/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355095338184898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQqjHQXOb8jxTdUPARJlAYvJI7XPNXgtX5WueRM8joSpbduYL_uav7nA0SBBNZIxtCL0JsGQizmcgpJUX1soVbyooztMrlTJISHAe8_lbHVhhFr0S-YrNglGnqcPTTQ6Pm46lYcOGvGAJU/s1600/0.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQqjHQXOb8jxTdUPARJlAYvJI7XPNXgtX5WueRM8joSpbduYL_uav7nA0SBBNZIxtCL0JsGQizmcgpJUX1soVbyooztMrlTJISHAe8_lbHVhhFr0S-YrNglGnqcPTTQ6Pm46lYcOGvGAJU/s400/0.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610355084826571602" /></a>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-2728986924169960542011-01-17T00:20:00.000-08:002011-01-17T00:38:23.198-08:00Some extras from Spring 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYZ2VLXEmThgsXYA8d51rdEbukrV_5jAFAPBpcjZ_DVUoe38Q5HVkF9F8dqcfI-NLCcZ6UPKJkfAx7zXJFv3x1-B2iWhW09kxgAo5vy65SyPhR56LaDecs9n__aMfjsTbpz83jgMFLkfUp/s1600/Spoonin+and+Forkin+Over+My+Bed.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYZ2VLXEmThgsXYA8d51rdEbukrV_5jAFAPBpcjZ_DVUoe38Q5HVkF9F8dqcfI-NLCcZ6UPKJkfAx7zXJFv3x1-B2iWhW09kxgAo5vy65SyPhR56LaDecs9n__aMfjsTbpz83jgMFLkfUp/s400/Spoonin+and+Forkin+Over+My+Bed.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563070498601143730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaeidkTsHygMrdo4cGlCTpbYFu0zjKrdNzeYYpHIjDtTQrE78oKvvyjLegN_3fZVfPj-1UZNbNbRvEGZ32O2j2U-k_y1qkuoa68pMSwpY2omF6nTFHB4iIzTMYRmxFk7CfBxx7qO6Q_wr/s1600/IMG_9508.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaeidkTsHygMrdo4cGlCTpbYFu0zjKrdNzeYYpHIjDtTQrE78oKvvyjLegN_3fZVfPj-1UZNbNbRvEGZ32O2j2U-k_y1qkuoa68pMSwpY2omF6nTFHB4iIzTMYRmxFk7CfBxx7qO6Q_wr/s400/IMG_9508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563068392420730706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_flTpB3dmo4M/TTP8-Iuw7uI/AAAAAAAAADk/SZ3SO52VWK0/s1600/IMG_9498.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_flTpB3dmo4M/TTP8-Iuw7uI/AAAAAAAAADk/SZ3SO52VWK0/s400/IMG_9498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563068109158412002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0jLEg-2MDSnbkUtSKaLnwL797qe5huGXcCeDs_xj3MGKYrOGJdCsZ5LZOyAMeO8VC8Jk8N3GDB3g484Y3zIgmvIJxOjqcsvfpkG4loNi_QEefEDzEkB51KTyIU1N3QUs6WhBnrnEa5oN/s1600/Eargun+Close.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz0jLEg-2MDSnbkUtSKaLnwL797qe5huGXcCeDs_xj3MGKYrOGJdCsZ5LZOyAMeO8VC8Jk8N3GDB3g484Y3zIgmvIJxOjqcsvfpkG4loNi_QEefEDzEkB51KTyIU1N3QUs6WhBnrnEa5oN/s400/Eargun+Close.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563067576225105458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6_c_CA_lbBFMS0tdA8Vg7qRD1ZwVzFOS0WeUvURA-fKaiX0YsenxS2NWaBQFpR_gbqKZ1OtcuzZZaqAJdfXLIAUYXT5f6VXJMM1yGnUwgQeEfxCJzUpywiD9yRzTzQN-cKJhTusBR9bv/s1600/Bluebeard+Far.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6_c_CA_lbBFMS0tdA8Vg7qRD1ZwVzFOS0WeUvURA-fKaiX0YsenxS2NWaBQFpR_gbqKZ1OtcuzZZaqAJdfXLIAUYXT5f6VXJMM1yGnUwgQeEfxCJzUpywiD9yRzTzQN-cKJhTusBR9bv/s400/Bluebeard+Far.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563067260976708754" /></a>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-72791948272844019482010-04-23T12:40:00.000-07:002010-04-23T12:41:42.135-07:00Turquoise<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6McZKsmZXFZ0um4utLpdMgFooxw-MVUQLGGxFf8dT4hadXYCxBw1KKnCrvTjWhaBElJzN6b2E09MH9W35WxG7ih9yr2ch47EbvCDlvg-WybWmsdsBi3LayaY8ealy3omClffZP6BPuk67/s1600/Turqoise+Biker.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6McZKsmZXFZ0um4utLpdMgFooxw-MVUQLGGxFf8dT4hadXYCxBw1KKnCrvTjWhaBElJzN6b2E09MH9W35WxG7ih9yr2ch47EbvCDlvg-WybWmsdsBi3LayaY8ealy3omClffZP6BPuk67/s400/Turqoise+Biker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463420357045991682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTpA6e7qC6fIpoo2cQP7KDEa8YA-l8ref6lpn7eRdPo46X5G2i_i-kuhGr_LFIpRG4B7J5S02fRi7haQP2DB7hCNgVLhwblETBGc3MrGJsAOAxwBm_n_Q86hH7bmuCDlYdVj3-v0UpHXQK/s1600/Turquoise+Biker+Crossed+Arms.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTpA6e7qC6fIpoo2cQP7KDEa8YA-l8ref6lpn7eRdPo46X5G2i_i-kuhGr_LFIpRG4B7J5S02fRi7haQP2DB7hCNgVLhwblETBGc3MrGJsAOAxwBm_n_Q86hH7bmuCDlYdVj3-v0UpHXQK/s400/Turquoise+Biker+Crossed+Arms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463420253566524130" /></a>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-76397038207232696742010-04-23T12:38:00.000-07:002010-04-23T12:40:02.826-07:00Beth Dressed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYCNGhz7EBXuRq85GqT8Vvn-KuyfEGSuqDE_tOBy9o3Dru9v0w8FlB13wSbWVcBU7OQeJml_GKv1sfDycFGgEPiQ991yrciUbx9ugvquz_mwbq-BXoneF-ouBRSG7xS3-d9pbVrddI1EeC/s1600/Beth+Dressed.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYCNGhz7EBXuRq85GqT8Vvn-KuyfEGSuqDE_tOBy9o3Dru9v0w8FlB13wSbWVcBU7OQeJml_GKv1sfDycFGgEPiQ991yrciUbx9ugvquz_mwbq-BXoneF-ouBRSG7xS3-d9pbVrddI1EeC/s400/Beth+Dressed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463420002927498322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxmeRq10_HOWVT8RTMEJPNfMPvkKATNbUOi6hyYRD1vU8CnSNgEImktI2SB4rYgs2nvY7SHQc0ebJyRjQWRcW7hTNF_5qUTZ6DaMLPSXEzl25Q021Xyr98k6bvQdI_FVGahtNwJDrMEgbM/s1600/Beth's+Hand.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxmeRq10_HOWVT8RTMEJPNfMPvkKATNbUOi6hyYRD1vU8CnSNgEImktI2SB4rYgs2nvY7SHQc0ebJyRjQWRcW7hTNF_5qUTZ6DaMLPSXEzl25Q021Xyr98k6bvQdI_FVGahtNwJDrMEgbM/s400/Beth's+Hand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463419907928503922" /></a>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-9900826149165984932010-04-23T12:13:00.000-07:002010-04-23T12:32:15.708-07:00Vulva<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdkz0R7ramzhDER5NeBs5kE4A8WfgmRF3HcMIJ9Q82GZu5XNyTFocmR2mJVBacD7s02pvFmUfm103gLg_R605XHWluk_GsvnlnqQPB2GLV4hj4L-rqITfsUiUGSV7SyRY9MlWyfP2C2ek3/s1600/Vulva+Fullbody.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdkz0R7ramzhDER5NeBs5kE4A8WfgmRF3HcMIJ9Q82GZu5XNyTFocmR2mJVBacD7s02pvFmUfm103gLg_R605XHWluk_GsvnlnqQPB2GLV4hj4L-rqITfsUiUGSV7SyRY9MlWyfP2C2ek3/s400/Vulva+Fullbody.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463417983715787650" /></a>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-62913376862362561052010-04-14T11:34:00.000-07:002010-04-14T11:52:15.623-07:00Brave, Smart.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipD5onqLEF0A-B8uUOJDX-1zEjTDUABrsUeC6cv1QM6Fy9KQKjfn3_E8C0OrDX1ceSU6d6_RgO5O6LBVfd2ZgyXOnj_hH6oTXFKe48Vq7Gb84JYDc9A5DHeootnyLjI8EWYDXOp5Lcmp0J/s1600/bowtie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipD5onqLEF0A-B8uUOJDX-1zEjTDUABrsUeC6cv1QM6Fy9KQKjfn3_E8C0OrDX1ceSU6d6_RgO5O6LBVfd2ZgyXOnj_hH6oTXFKe48Vq7Gb84JYDc9A5DHeootnyLjI8EWYDXOp5Lcmp0J/s400/bowtie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460063730520510962" border="0" /></a><br />This is the Atlanta I love. Give me a bow tie with a cuffed khaki any day of the week! It's so simple, and classic... and yet edgy, if you think about it. It takes bravery to look this good when half the other women her age sporting bootcut jeans and bedazzled tank-tops. It's hard to make such a traditional look feel so contemporary... and, if I may add, beautiful.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyEws_7ENBJEOvcBK8gajdJKiRXDpNeRwAAgyqZunZmXmov5tOfPktXlhUMQhz_idvMLB58CCnFv9T0WFJjb1nDWoIhZLtY8NQ_FRuhIbq7loJtbOov7gqI72queB5VjBlXFwNYdgmiPNw/s1600/bowtie2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyEws_7ENBJEOvcBK8gajdJKiRXDpNeRwAAgyqZunZmXmov5tOfPktXlhUMQhz_idvMLB58CCnFv9T0WFJjb1nDWoIhZLtY8NQ_FRuhIbq7loJtbOov7gqI72queB5VjBlXFwNYdgmiPNw/s400/bowtie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460063554213863858" border="0" /></a><br />Her colour-palette is understated and elegant, leaving room for her personality to be the thing we remember the most. A subtle stripe in the shirt lets us know she has an eye for sartorial details, and the way she mixed her brown leathers let us know that just because she's sharp doesn't mean she's fussy. I'll forgive the pretied bow tie because her perferated wingtips more than compensate. "They were my Dad's," she explain, "he had little feet." I'll try to post a close-up of them later if i can find one.<br /></div>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-46815967218013490822010-04-14T10:42:00.000-07:002010-04-14T11:34:20.036-07:00Bright, Red<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWAHqdLakOgPZT64MWWYob_Fn8jyTEgHnoTgb0S5Bu_RoyaYCR5DJhxp_t1SR76clv3iIpaGiElkw-aWt1NWhWvlZYe7rgpkoYXCNxEJFLCefVihEK-MQ4UKu_kFjoIOvxcOcjnkpwS0EE/s1600/IMG_0111.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWAHqdLakOgPZT64MWWYob_Fn8jyTEgHnoTgb0S5Bu_RoyaYCR5DJhxp_t1SR76clv3iIpaGiElkw-aWt1NWhWvlZYe7rgpkoYXCNxEJFLCefVihEK-MQ4UKu_kFjoIOvxcOcjnkpwS0EE/s400/IMG_0111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460059672598104594" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Spring in Atlanta is tricky time for dressing. The bipolar sun machine seems to simultaneously hide and heat, causing a rather dreary cloud of sluggishness to sweep the city mid April. The calender tells us that Spring has sprung, and yet it already feels like summer. I'm just not ready to give up my jackets for the long, layerless summer to come. So, I threw on a sweater and some jeans and just pretended it was windy out. My cameraman and I went out scouting for sources of inspiration, but the weather had thwarted us again; no one was out. After wading through an invariable army of fleece jackets and flip-flops we gave up hope and decided to call it a day. And then, we turned the corner, and what did we see? This fiery little charmer just standing on the street: a bright flame warming a bleak city... and our hearts.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMh12HDgplUz2G-QOt9zEiMSEPEW27rgnJzX6vZJRdn4eBVafhgJMYSGnEfCwtlKnI-HM0Edd1yRV9iOu-M2os3P_2G-_GJldkHdSancA6YNjVHqWaggVxUTV21L_tjD6YQbjENzI1ZPlN/s1600/Red+Rotate.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMh12HDgplUz2G-QOt9zEiMSEPEW27rgnJzX6vZJRdn4eBVafhgJMYSGnEfCwtlKnI-HM0Edd1yRV9iOu-M2os3P_2G-_GJldkHdSancA6YNjVHqWaggVxUTV21L_tjD6YQbjENzI1ZPlN/s400/Red+Rotate.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460050971316397058" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We Almost didn't stop, you see. It's just a red dress, I though. What's the big deal? The weather had sapped my spirits. Then I got closer. She was just what I needed. It was the whole package. There is something blissfully slimple about her monochromatic pallete, the lack of accessory. It's just her, in her red dress and flats vs the world. She wins, in my opinion. The shape of the dress is flattering, and a nice transition into a casual evening. The tattoo, peaking our just below her dress, let's us know she's got an edge, a sense of humour, and to not take the whole look too seriously.She managed to use red in an ironic way, making it look cutesy, a greatly appreciated break from it's application as the colour of women trying to be 'sexy'. Whatever that's supposed to be. I also dig her hair, it's just right. A nod to a retro aethetic without all the fussy product and chachkas that some girls slap on. I swear to God! If i see another <span style="font-style: italic;">fascinator </span>strapped to a girls head like a barbyard birthday hat, I'm going to steal it and have it for supper. Sorry Kenley. </div><br /></div>Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-82461768506579728712009-10-27T06:34:00.000-07:002009-10-27T07:32:35.702-07:00Last Chance Home Girl<div>The Last Chance Thrift store in Decatur is one of the last bastions of tasteful and economic thrifting left in the Metro Atlanta area; And so, every Monday, like clockwork, I am drawn to it's dusty racks in an effort to further hone my hunter/gatherer technique in the hopes of uncovering the perfect piece of chachka that will temporarily satiate my shopping addiction. </div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397272931835662258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheXlgKNrt8vjOEviKXekiRo_pSVTuPyxabjA3bYCAK_WWiqeT4P8FOSXqUwDM5cxQb8NCFAyjGew8GTZwsH8Mo3ICVQoft-rm1_sW4o6q_DJnTqXJUYGZ8i7SNdoP5QorXxl-HCjehTomc/s400/Home+Girl+1.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div>Not only did I find a handsome leopard-print sweater, but I also ran across this little gem, steam-punking her way into my heart with her corduroy breeches and colour-coordinated bicycle. I respect the NeoVictorianism aesthetic quite a bit, and give those few, brave practitioners thereof plenty of elbow room in the crowded hall of my critical lens. For example, though I would normal detest her blouses in isolation, when brought together above such charming pantaloons, all I see is magic. And though my shoddy camera-work is blocking the view of her shboots, they are worthy of much aplomb. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397287088268371874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikcCsX3mfEwJIaRDUPu3dhMIn3NSpMxMUWjkbpGc1NCL-MxqSU0b_9vpggVB-iwwKkI0O0mYcnyXK4XAQhc0IJnjyXmUZnlsGh-M9ovu3hrrBMX5vGZmFk_p3zds83zOeZ6DzpUkcr4SS-/s400/Home+Girl+2.jpg" border="0" /></div><br />The bike, however, is the crowning achievement of the entire look.Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-53273727941961112072009-10-10T17:07:00.001-07:002009-10-12T16:19:37.170-07:00Nina in the Navy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlO-_lPGnfUiV6IiNYapMnnI7ZnHt2o5roIPiLqCb50p2c-i9_TuyX5whz-KuOH06MoYSsdr4z7z5O232zb_xF5Agln4hC8zdrACDOmJ1YNaaBCNYAs7xM35eA_D40ZsqVEIUSodZcfnU/s1600-h/Nina+Oct+10th+09+-+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlO-_lPGnfUiV6IiNYapMnnI7ZnHt2o5roIPiLqCb50p2c-i9_TuyX5whz-KuOH06MoYSsdr4z7z5O232zb_xF5Agln4hC8zdrACDOmJ1YNaaBCNYAs7xM35eA_D40ZsqVEIUSodZcfnU/s400/Nina+Oct+10th+09+-+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391857044344095250" border="0" /></a><br />I found this little nautical treasure outside my workplace on my lunch break today. What I noticed first were these sensational high-waisted trousers. They are authentic, navy-issue men's work uniform from the 70's, and made from ultra-thin denim. This is a prime example of an appropriate way to wear a flared pant; notice how the high waist and consistent wash of the jeans accentuate her trim waistline. COPY THIS, ladies, I implore you. God knows I love a pencil-leg jean, but how can you argue with jeans that make you look this bangin? Reflect on that.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMyEF1rwkADkz21yhNWSMmde9VSNczTgmHMeFZbooHQPD4ZL4TaBSMMmq50MoKJIaKonp2kVycVDQEVF0q2gkQm-PR0QNiwgjNvHlPdF3pRDGJaXxRoaAnVzmTJOqkvTtfLUzSxWysl7J/s1600-h/Nina+Oct+10th+09+-+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMyEF1rwkADkz21yhNWSMmde9VSNczTgmHMeFZbooHQPD4ZL4TaBSMMmq50MoKJIaKonp2kVycVDQEVF0q2gkQm-PR0QNiwgjNvHlPdF3pRDGJaXxRoaAnVzmTJOqkvTtfLUzSxWysl7J/s400/Nina+Oct+10th+09+-+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391130656749434610" border="0" /></a>The rest of the outfit ain't bad either. The asymmetrical leather bow highlights the high waist and adds a feminine touch to the men's dungarees. I would never normally recomend denim on denim, but this little philly up-and proved me wrong; her shirt lets us know that she's got a sense of humour... andlook how the colour brings out here eyes! Pure magic. Then, there's the matching royal blue bag and complimentary yellow cardy that, together, makes me want to stop time and mail a copy of this picture to every woman, girl, and tranny in the world, with a note that reads, "This, ladies, is the standard."Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-10528401459081681022009-10-10T06:20:00.000-07:002009-10-10T09:00:55.396-07:00Mustache by Cocke<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWkRR6EXXhKzSXavTCQ_5JScXxYS6XU8pRC5VsnItFwYUoty7SUWMz7Ss-4Tv-hrsQEpIPdrFHZwfgkymPaiEDQ8rJJNcXxx7QubdT0dt7s8A2yKCofoAR9j9petjQ3jZeSEGvip-OwLgt/s1600-h/Sailor+Andy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390960753108178066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWkRR6EXXhKzSXavTCQ_5JScXxYS6XU8pRC5VsnItFwYUoty7SUWMz7Ss-4Tv-hrsQEpIPdrFHZwfgkymPaiEDQ8rJJNcXxx7QubdT0dt7s8A2yKCofoAR9j9petjQ3jZeSEGvip-OwLgt/s400/Sailor+Andy.jpg" border="0" /></a> I'm a big fan of character dressing in general. While I don't recommend xeroxing the entire look, there are aspects of it that I fully intend to liberate. The hair, for one, is genius - I'm currently striving for something quite similar myself. Also, the comb is pure magic; I think I'm going to put one in my blazer pocket today for work. What I really enjoy is the jaunty little tie. I dig any man, painted or living, who can rock a neckerchief and still feel tough. A good mustache can amp up anyone's butchatude: This one, in particular, possesses the wearer with an air of well-groomed restraint. So often nowadays we see the trendy ironic mustaches that are so exaggerated in scale that they have become Pop Art on the wearer's face. While, I like both Pop Art and mustaches, I'm not such a fan of them in tandem. As for irony as it relates to dressing, I get it; I also think it's a cop-out. It's easy to make vintage pieces look funny; it takes a lot more nerve to make them look fresh.Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5811035417440394179.post-55837115893668355922009-10-10T05:48:00.000-07:002009-10-10T06:12:52.800-07:00Axel and the Filmmaker<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3rb7KlF-33K3AX0tGr0kukwre2DxQaWGP7t9e5JvG-sD8NenosFBVCbbyuJygyb-X2j7vvrsKl9oxVon1WO-InXSqwq4dCe_QAYyTsRjwIzcuqZQmS2nwwuZTABTTCHAuXhuuVlqtrZt/s1600-h/Axel+and+the+Filmmaker+2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV3rb7KlF-33K3AX0tGr0kukwre2DxQaWGP7t9e5JvG-sD8NenosFBVCbbyuJygyb-X2j7vvrsKl9oxVon1WO-InXSqwq4dCe_QAYyTsRjwIzcuqZQmS2nwwuZTABTTCHAuXhuuVlqtrZt/s400/Axel+and+the+Filmmaker+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390955736199311234" border="0" /></a>I ran into these two misfits on the streets of Florence this summer. Though I'm generally focusing on state-side fashion, these two young upstarts are both Americans, so I don't feel too bad about including them. The thing I appreciate about these kids is the comfortable, wearable way they reference classic male iconography.<br />Axel, on the left, stomps around the cobbled streets in his vintage cropped motorcycle boots while name dropping and chain smoking like a Manhattan talent scout. You've heard me say this before, but I appreciate that if you're going to wear undersized jeans, balance it out with an over-sized shirt - Axel's in particular, was a printed silk treasure he found just around the corner at one of Firenze's few actual thrift stores.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVwwIwpZQuVbIy3r-DkBx-HBeozE45Wff_5g3vjnh5RfS_UF2US7_ReMIWN92mI_s3ew3UJgHgUbzxW_NLNNLb5mcEt1TQ23SUCDDHcniUDRIFnfFM1Jq3xS2Mg8Uq_NCWlEHKTriSB4M/s1600-h/Axel+and+the+Filmmaker.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdVwwIwpZQuVbIy3r-DkBx-HBeozE45Wff_5g3vjnh5RfS_UF2US7_ReMIWN92mI_s3ew3UJgHgUbzxW_NLNNLb5mcEt1TQ23SUCDDHcniUDRIFnfFM1Jq3xS2Mg8Uq_NCWlEHKTriSB4M/s400/Axel+and+the+Filmmaker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390955568159096754" border="0" /></a><br />The Filmmaker is actually my favorite in this shot. Sans the ciggarette, this is how I would want my little brother to dress; retro, casual, well-worn, and not overly-adorned. Though his shoes are fairly heinous, let's bare in mind that these two chaps are still 16, and appreciate the small details of the outfit, like the one-inch cuff on the jeans, the club collar, and obvious effort both of these guys put into finding men's jeans in a size 26 - most would have just strapped on some cheap monday's or borrow their girl friend's jeans. Thanks for fighting the good fight, guys.<br />The sartorial plight of the travel-sized gentleman is never ending.Vigilandyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11746763423964159292noreply@blogger.com1