I have finally reached adulthood, people. I bought a house here in Denver – last May. This is not news to people who know me (I can’t ever stop talking about it), but it is news to the blog. Yup, B and I are now officially adults with adult type responsibilities such as mowing the lawn and making mortgage payments. This also means that my conscience gets a whirl every day – B and I are gentrifiers. Seriously, we are – Slate Magazine confirms it. This means that I am one of those people who drive out economic and cultural diversity from “up and coming” neighborhoods because it’s the new hip area to move into. And boy is it hip. There are about 6 awesome micro-breweries within walking distance, and we regularly hear gun shots in the night. Recognizing that I am a gentrifier puts me in a tizzy, since my hometown is experiencing all kinds of turmoil with gentrification and the homogenizing of culture. Hell, even B and I have been priced out of SF considering we could never afford to buy in the city. So I try my best to remember this article on how not to be a gentrifier.
Now that I am an adult with adult responsibilities, I felt the need to dress like a child today. This is a new top from Anthropologie (super sale, as always) with a very child-like collar. I dig it, Alexa Chung style. The lipstick, by the way, is a cheap find from Wet n’ Wild (Plumegenue, by the Fergie collection) and I highly recommend it.
top: anthroplogie – belt: gap – jeans: uniqlo – boots: franco sarto via nordstrom rack – watch: fossil