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This week we’ll take a look at three iconic looks from the other girls in the club: two of my favorite BSC outfits, and the worst one.
I simply adore this outfit. In this book, Dawn tries a new look to impress Lewis Bruno, and she wears that outfit to the movies. “Here’s the outfit: black ballet slippers; black lace capri leggings; a short metallic silver skirt with all this crinoliny stuff underneath that made it poof out; a stretchy, tight, black-and-white-striped top with long sleeves. I’d bought six rubber bangle bracelets, and a new pair of feather earrings that reached down to my shoulder. (I wore both earrings in the two holes in my right ear. I put a pair of small black hoops in the two holes on the left.) This time I didn’t set my hair; I piled it on top of my head, then made six braids.” So 80’s-tastic!
The famous cities outfit! Which BSC fan never dreamed to own it? With the infamous shoe that hit the principal on the head the only time Mary Anne dared to dance! “Then Claudia handed me a full white skirt with the words Paris, Rome, and London, and sketchy pink and blue pictures of the Eiffel Tower, the Tower Bridge, and other stuff scrawled all over it. She matched it up with a pink shirt and a baggy pink sweater. I would never, ever have tried on that skirt, but with the shirt and sweater it looked really cool.
In the shoe department we found white slip-ons with pink and blue edging that matched the pink and blue in the skirt. I’d never have looked twice at those shoes, either, but with the rest of the outfit they were perfect.”
This must be the worst outfit in BSC history. Come on, Sophisticated Stace, you can do better than that! Tell me you didn’t wear that to school IN NEW YORK CITY!!! As a matter of fact, she did. That’s happening during the whole divorce story, and she’s mad at her parents, so she expresses her feelings by wearing something even the circus wouldn’t want. ““I put on one of my better outfits – short red pants with purple suspenders over a bright yellow and black sweatshirt. On my feet I put my purple push-down socks and a pair of red hightop sneakers. I added jewelry – a big necklace with wooden bananas and oranges strung on it, and dangly earrings shaped like sunglasses.” She also rolls up a red scarf and ties it into her hair.” And she dares to qualify it of her “better outfit”!
Blue has been asked out by a gorgeous black haired girl who came to get her on her Harley. They went for drinks in a punk bar and finished the night dancing to techno music in an after-hours.
Green met an handsome man at her last girls night out at the jazz lounge. He asked her to see her the next night, and they had a great dinner and then he handed her two tickets. He brought her to see her favourite jazz singer in a really intimate venue.
Yellow was asked out by a fellow with a bright smile and a child’s heart. They went for a walk in the park and spent the night watching public entertainers and eating candy floss, holding hands. He walked her home as the sun was rising, with a kiss on the cheek and a “See you tomorrow!”.
Red has finally been asked out by one of the regulars at her library, after exchanging smiles for two weeks. They drank red wine while listening to some crooner, and she longed all night to be asked to dance, and went to bed, feeling empty inside, when he didn’t asked her. She doesn’t know that next time he’ll come to the library, it will be with flowers and an invitation to the ball.
Purple was asked by a guy she met at one of the events she organized. They went to a fancy restaurant and ordered every dessert on the menu because they were unable to chose. They spent the rest of the night in a rockabilly club where they had swing dancing lessons for free.
Pink was asked out by a guy she met in her favourite cupcake shop. It was the first time someone didn’t asked her out because of her money, and she didn’t plan to tell him just yet. They went bowling and playing pool, which she excels at, even though she was ridiculously overdressed.
Orange asked out one of her museum shop customers. On her scooter, she took her to several art galleries, before a late dinner in Chinatown. They finished the night cuddling in her basement, watching their favourite movie, Amelie.
This week, let’s revisit three looks of Claudia that aren’t as iconic as those we saw last week, but that represent her style very well.
“[Claudia] always wears the trendiest outfits. For instance, at our last meeting she was wearing layers – a shocking-pink tunic over a white shirt with pink and yellow umbrellas printed on it. Over the tunic was a wide, low-slung yellow belt with a pink plastic buckle. The shirt, but not the tunic, was tucked into a pair of black knickers, and below the knickers were yellow stockings.
Then there’s her hair. […] At that last meeting, she had divided it into five braids and had woven pink and yellow ribbons into the braids.”
“For example, here’s what I was thinking of wearing the next day: Since I had the big test, I thought I’d start with my lucky earrings – the ones that look like Princess Di’s. They’re huge (pretend) emeralds, surrounded by thousands of tiny (phony) diamonds. Then I thought I’d work downward from there, wearing my new green-and-blue-tie-dyed T-shirt dress (the casualness of the dress would be an interesting contrast to those fancy earrings) over green leggings.
The only thing I hadn’t figured out was the shoes should I go with my old ballet flats, or the black leather high-tops I’d just gotten? I was having a hard time deciding.”
“That afternoon, for instance, I was wearing a man’s paisley vest I’d found at a yard sale, over a striped button-down shirt with tuxedo-stripe black Spandex stirrup pants, held up with pink-flecked black suspenders. My hair was pulled straight back with a paisley comb, and I was wearing electric-pink ankle boots.”
One thing I find really funny is that in #71, Claudia and the Perfect Boy, she tries to find a boyfriend with personal ads. She’s interested in one but it’s specified that he doesn’t like girls who like pink, and she says that pink doesn’t suit her well anyway. Half the outfits I made in the past weeks were predominantly pink, even one in that very book (the sunset outfit). Please, ghostwriters, be coherent!
To celebrate Deathly Hallows coming to theaters this weekend, I decided to recreate the looks sported by the prettiest witches we know at Bill and Fleur’s wedding.
“Like her father, Luna was wearing bright yellow robes, which she had accessorised with a large sunflower in her hair.”
“Hermione] was wearing a floaty, lilac-coloured dress with matching high heels; her hair was sleek and shiny.” Notice the magical Mary Poppins expendable beaded bag?
Fleur’s bridesmaids, “Ginny and Gabrielle, both wearing golden dresses, looked even prettier than usual […].”
“Fleur was wearing a very simple white dress[…]”
She’s also wearing Great-Aunt Muriel’s tiara.
I hope we’ll see the wedding in the movie, I can’t wait to see the outfits!
She doesn’t like shopping, but she kindly accepted to take a look at Etsy to share with us some pieces she would wear.
This week, let’s take a look at three iconic Claudia looks.
The famous Human Sunset outfit! “You’d be amazed by the colors that go together. Take pink and gold. You might not think to wear pink socks with gold stretch pants, and then add a gold turtleneck under a pink sweater. But that’s what I did yesterday, and then I added blue jewelry. It was great! I looked like a human sunset. The outfit made me very happy.”
Another classic, the watermelon outfit! “Here’s what she was wearing […]: an oversized red blouse with black buttons, green leggings with white, tie-dyed streaks, and black high-top sneakers with all kinds of buckles and straps on them. (The laces were untied, which I guess is the cool way to wear them. I’d be tripping over them all day, but Claud can pull it off.)
Can you guess what her earrings were? Dangling watermelon slices. Get it? She was dressed like a watermelon, head to toe.”
The Bahamas outfit is less of a classic, but I always loved it. “I put on my new blue and white bikini and over that, a pink sundress with spaghetti straps at the shoulders and big blue buttons down the front. […] I tied a pink-and-blue scarf around my waist, knotting it in the middle, added my snake bracelet and feather earrings, wound my hair up on top of my head, and finally put on these white sandals with long laces that you crisscross up your legs and tie in a bow.”
For those who don’t know, I’m also a fanfiction reader and writer, and I decided to post some of my writings, accompanied by fashion.
Note: This story doesn’t acknowledge the events of thly Hallows, or the Epilogue. Set after Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the Harry Potter universe.
Ginny Weasley was in her bed with Colin Creevey, her (gay) best friend. He was sleeping over that night, and she liked cuddling next to him. Colin was awfully ticklish and really adorable when he tried to defend himself. Ginny always ended up starting tickling wars when he was sleeping over. She was on top of him, aiming at his waist, when he wrapped her in a hug to stop her. Both were giggling like school girls and, rolling on the side, laughed themselves to sleep, spooning.
The next morning, Ginny was lying wide awake, next to Colin, and started to wonder. She reminisced about the feelings she had the night before; those were definitely not the kind of feelings you’re supposed to have for a best friend – especially one that is gay. She deemed those thoughts foolish and went back to sleep, settling back into Colin’s embrace.
However, the feelings didn’t leave her. The following week, she surprised herself thinking about Colin more often than usual, and especially about the way he held her that night. She was falling for him so subtly she didn’t even notice.
Here she was, thinking about him again, at home, when she heard a small tap at her window. Colin’s owl, Linus, was there to deliver a letter. She made him enter, and gave him a bit to eat while she read the letter. In Colin’s neat, small handwriting was an invitation:
“Meet me at The Unicorn at 9 o’clock tonight. Love, Colin.”
She was so happy to hear from him after thinking about him all week, and she cherished this little word, “love”, he had written, even if he finished all of his letters to her like that. She took a quick shower and picked a nice dress with an assorted flower for her hair, eager to please him.
At 9 o’clock sharp, she was sitting at a table at The Unicorn, this nice little pub on the magic side of London. Colin entered the pub shortly after, flashed his great smile at her, and went directly to the bar. He came back with the usual: a pint of beer for her and a colorful cocktail for himself.
– A beer for the beautiful lady, he said, handing her the glass.
– Why, thank you, sir.
Colin leaned over to kiss her on both cheeks, as usual, but this night, the kisses seemed to mean something more, or was that all in her head?
– To what to we drink? she asked, holding up her glass.
– To us!
Now, what did that mean? “Us” as friends, or as something more? And why was she overanalyzing everything he said or did?
His hand brushed hers on the table. Booths at this pub were pretty small, and he was awfully close to her. She felt his leg pressed against hers under the table and wondered if he always did that, or if it was only tonight. Trying to calm down and to stop overthinking, she took a sip of beer. The cool liquid felt great, so she kept drinking, and soon enough, she was at the bar ordering another one, and a couple of Firewhiskey shots. All this time, Colin had been yakking away, not once noticing the discomfort of his friend – or so she thought. He suddenly took her hand, and looking directly in her eyes, asked:
– What’s wrong, hun?
Ginny took a shot of Firewhiskey.
– Nothing, why? she said, choking.
Colin just shot her a look.
– Colin, I… It felt so great being with you the other night, and now I can’t stop thinking about you, and I think I’m attracted to you, and oh, please, don’t hate me!
She let everything out all at once, speaking very fast and hiding her face in her hands. Colin put his arm around her and spoke gently.
– Gin, please, calm down, it’s okay… What are you afraid of?
– I don’t want things to get awkward between us just because I want you and you don’t want me…
– Who says I don’t want you?
– Colin, you’re gay.
– Not for you, apparently, he said with a smirk. I spent just about the same week as you. I couldn’t stop thinking about that night. I regretted not having the guts to make a move, and so I decided to give us another chance tonight.
– So, you’re not gay?
– I think I still am, I dunno. Anyway, who could resist a cute red head like you?
And he kissed her.
What do you guys think? Should I make more fanfiction + fashion posts?
Dawn was thrilled when I asked her to share some of her favorite Etsy finds with us. She loves the website, because it’s a great way to find vegan, handmade or second-hand clothes. Let’s see what she chose for us!