How the west was lost

Top: J.Crew Factory | Skirt: Talbots | Sandals: Ross? | Pin: borrowed from my dad

This skirt is just American enough for me to remember 9/11 but not American enough for me to be Toby Keith about it. September 11th seems to have fallen off the face of importance already, but when I think "already", I remember that it was twelve years ago and in the world, twelve years ago is enough to leave almost anything by the wayside. I feel like my age was of large import regarding my staunch memory of 9/11--I was 15 and it was my first time encountering anything bad and I didn't know what came next, the same way that when Pope John Paul II died I didn't know what going to happen. Wars and white smoke are apparently what happened. But September 11th was an odd awakening for me, and terribly enough, I was better off for it. The delicacy of the world was shattered before I actually had to enter it, and that was kind of a good thing, at least for me. Not for humanity, though. That's another story.

Raise the flag

Pin: jacked from my dad | Top: J.Crew | Belt: Target | Skirt: Loft | Flats: Toms

When I was a little kid, my friends bragged a lot about the cool holidays that their birthdays shared a month with. Independence Day, Thanksgiving, Super Bowl. (Where I come from, that's the biggest holiday of all.) I had to defend June with Father's Day in one pocket and Flag Day in the other. I also had the last day of school, which was the second biggest holiday of all. So happy Flag Day, you guys! MERKA.

For those of you reading who are NOT Merkan, happy Friday!

America, y'all

Top: Ann Taylor Factory Store | Dress as skirt: Belk | Wedges: DSW

You may want to listen to this while you look at this post. You can also view the other SIA submissions on Salazar's blog. As for myself, I'm gonna go watch some baseball and eat apple pie and do other things that are about as American as it gets.*



*That's a lie, I'll be doing homework, which is about as un-American as it gets