7.31.2012

I'm A Jungle Kat. Who Can Wink.





  #teenvogue dress: c/o Sugarlips sunnies: ray ban shoes: europe bracelets: randomness


(Why I spelled kat with a k, I couldn't say. Maybe I've been watching too much Keeping Up With The Kardashians.)

Admit it, you have some leopard print hidden in your closet. 
It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Well, depending on what form that leopard print takes, because
only Sofia Vergara can pull off that shirt
But I think that dress works it, don't you? Other than it not being the average tan/black, it's really versatile. I can wear it with converse, heels, or espadrilles.
 Which is good because I have serious shoe issues in the morning and generally just blind grab a pair to save myself the argument with mum when I get to the car and WHOA I CAN NOT WEAR THESE WHAT MUM LET ME BACK IN THE HOUSE NOW I DON'T CARE IF WE'RE LATE.
 So you can see why it matching everything is good.

But really, I LOVE THIS DRESS. 

That's all.

xx,
Justina

 

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7.27.2012

Justina x P'Trique

(Oh how chic!)


How totes amaze is this. An interview with P'Trique C'est Chic, of Sh*t Fashion Girls Say fame. 
P'Triques videos are sometimes all that keep me from throwing my laptop at the the wall after a particularly hard day of browsing Style.com.
We all know the signature hashtags, 
but I wanted to find out what was going on beneath the bangs...


Justina: You’ve mentioned you love vintage. What trend from the past are you hoping will make a comeback?
P'Trique: Ever since I saw Julia Frauche rocking the high-necked, hand-embroidered, floral-accented minidress dream in the Balmain F/W 2012 collection, I've been banking on a full baroque revival. I want to feel like I'm swathed in a super chic set of drapes from Versailles on a Saturday night.

J: No matter the season, what can we always expect to find in your closet? 
P: A Chloe multi-season jacket, YSL Mohawk heels, and Spanx. (yes, hard to believe, even I wear them sometimes).

J:We know you love Lana Del Ray, but what other artists are you really into right now?

P:Azealia Banks, Chappo, Dragonette, and Pierre Sandwidi are all getting a lot of playtime these days.

J:You always have the most ah-mahzing bags. What’s in today's right now?
P:Today, I am carrying my Proenza Schouler camera case bag in teal. There's obviously no camera in it (who needs one when you have an iPhone?) but there are my standard beauty essentials (Evian aerosal mister, lipgloss, etc.), my Pinkberry stampcard (I'm one away from a free yogurt), a spare pair of Loubs (in case the red soles of the ones I'm wearing get too scuffed), and, of course, my lucky lock of Lagerfeld hair that was gifted to me years ago by Daphne Guinness. I never questioned how she acquired it, but it is one of my most prized possessions.

J: What’s it like being P’Trique?

P: It's really no different than being anyone else except for the closet, the fame, and the enviable rolodex (some would call my contacts celebrities and tastemakers, I just call them friends).

So there you have it. In order to be a tastemaker, you simply MUST have a pinkberry card and a lock of Karls immovable hair.

Find P'Trique on Youtube and follow her on twitter.
(Don't worry, she isn't one of those people who links her instagram to her twitter and facebook, 
like, um, *cough* me.)


xx,
Justina

ps. Hashtag Justina x Ptrique. #JustinaxPtrique

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7.25.2012

Get in, loser. We're going shopping. And Glitter Tossing.


Boy readers, prepare to be alienated.
Unless you've watched Mean Girls. In which case:


(I'm a GIF pro (tumblr addict) like that.)

So I'm going to write a post (aka me babbling for a bit because I freaking LOVE this movie) about Mean Girls. Someone had to do it.

Mean Girls has been called the greatest and worst film of my generation. I think it's closer to great. 
(None for you, Mean Girls 2.)

And people in the fashion industry are like, weirdly OBSESSED with it. 
(See what I did there? Regina George lives among us.)


I mean, there are days when certain people whose names I will not name except to say that they have been interviewed on this blog and *cough* are of the male species tweet nothing but nuggets of Regina George gold.

And it has become my single biggest source of relevant quotes.

Practical applications:

People who don't have a clue talking about the fashion industry:
"You don't even go here."

People's faces when they hear I'm homeschooled:
"They think we're weirdly religious or something."

People saying they don't understand why anyone reads my blog:
"I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me... but I can't help it that I'm popular."

Why was/is this movie so successful?
I think its the fact that we all know some form of Regina, and we are all a bit of Cady. 
This movie may push some of those girl stereotypes, but not to the extent that it's unbelieveable. 
That is really kind of sad.

I mean, in reality?

The burn book? That's happened.
The Plastics. Done.
 Girl hate? Jenna Marbles did a video on it.

But maybe Cady best sums it up.
Calling somebody else fat won't make you any skinnier. Calling someone stupid doesn't make you any smarter. And ruining Regina George's life definitely didn't make me any happier. All you can do in life is try to solve the problem in front of you.

So maybe my whole point was to say be nice.
And throw a bunch of Plastic approved comebacks at you.

Remember, on Wednesdays we wear pink!

But today is Wednesday. So next Wednesday, wear pink.


I'm going to sleep now. I wonder if this will make sense in the morning.
I'll be the last to know.

xx,
Justina

7.23.2012

Film Break: Paris Fashion Week 2012

 (by liam of liamsawthis.com)
So yeah. That's basically all I have to say about PFW as far as street style.
 xx,
 Justina

7.22.2012

That Crazy Girl Down The Street









                          ( #teenvogue dress: c/o dino direct, necklace: flea market find, shoes: vintage, sunnies: forever 21)


First I would like to say something: I HATE cheap stuff. I mean stuff that looks cheap, or is rubbish quality. I really do. I don't care if it was $100 or 10 cents. And I refuse  to put stuff on this blog that is cheap. Some bloggers are willing to put anything on and post a picture just for the clothes/money/genie wishes, whatever, but not me, so you can be garenteed that if I am wearing it in a picture on this blog, I like it. 

Now with that said, I was a little wary when dino direct approached me about sending me a dress, and was wonderfully surprised when it arrived in amazing condition. It was packed well, the dress is sewn properly, and there was a lovely letter in the parcel. So basically, I love them. And isn't this dress adorable?

Now let's talk about my street. You have now seen it loads of times because I am a touch lazy and don't want to go anywhere else to take my pictures. You are all familiar with my neighbors gray truck and weird boxy car, and the creepy coupe that just totally parks there randomly, because they are in the back round of EVERY SINGLE PHOTO. Well, the cars are cool with it. (They're totally internet FAMUZ, whatever.) It's the neighbors and random people who seem to think my street is a little human highway that crack me up.  They come casually down the street with their hoard of children/beer in a brown paper bag/ balloons and then we have this moment where I can tell they're thinking "What is she doing?" and I'm totally with the cars: "I'm internet FAMUZ, whatever." And they just start walking again, (because they've just stopped and are staring at me leaping back and forth in front of the camera) casually looking back in a manner that is supposed to make me think they aren't really looking back. And then there are the little girls who just sort of stare at me like they're trying to decide if I'm Barbie or Tyra Banks. I just wanted to put out there that they are what I am looking at when I do my staring-off-into-the-distance thing.

So I'm the crazy girl down the street who takes pictures of herself in strange clothing.

and pretty shoes.

I just realised how many times I used the word "staring" in this post. 
Well, they do.

xx,
Justina

ps. now I know you already have, but if you haven't (why NOT?!!?) go enter my iconemesis giveaway for a gorgey new iphone case!


7.20.2012

"Where'd Your Leg Go?" The Story Of The Extremely Relevant Shirt.




 #teenvogue (Shirt: c/o Off Our Chests Pants: Crest Sunnies: Ray Ban)

This is going to be a bit rambly, until I get to the point.
Who remembers when Emma Watson's leg disappeared from the Burberry ad she was posing in?
That was funny. And then we realized that they had actually erased her leg.
Photoshopping gone kaput.

Now, we have turned the name of a product into a generally wide term for anything from erasing a freckle, or erasing some flyaway hair, to you know, CUTTING A WHOLE LEG OFF.

I don't have anything against photoshopping in general. I mean, I don't really want to see acne when I look at a model in Vogue. But I find it to be very sneaky when someone shows you a picture of "a natural look you can achieve at home" and the model has a face that is basically impossible. And  there is absoulutely no reason they have to tell you that the reason her face is impossible is because it is, as it was created on a computer. 

This is where this t-shirt comes in. I was sent this by the lovely people at Feel More Better, whose mission is to make me feel better. and you too. They're urging people to sign the Media and Public Health Act which will basically force advertisers to put SOMEWHERE, even if it's in tiny print only a budgie can read, that that photo was in some way altered. 

So to get things rolling:

The photos on my blog are not altered in any way. Except for the filter on my camera. Trust me, you don't want to see my street in straight sunlight. Promise.

I hope you got my point. If you didn't, here it was: Erase legs, put legs where they don't belong, move eyebrows, add weight, drop weight, whatever. Just tell me you did it. 
Or maybe, with the leg thing, just don't do it at all.

And how do you LOVE my ghetto-fabulous pants?  Theres a funny story behind why they have all those holes. But alas, that's for another time.

Also, I have finally learned how to do a sock bun. 

Be nice. No hating on someones happy.

xx,
Justina

ps. Have you entered the iconemesis giveaway yet? DO IT.

7.17.2012

A t-shirt and jeans. OH AND 200 FOLLOWERS AND A GIVEAWAY AND SOME LARGISH NEWS.

(More about this extraordinarily relevant t-shirt in a very soonish post)

This is the lovely face I made when I found out I got to 200 followers. 
I'm gorgeous.
and SO ARE YOU BECAUSE YOU DID IT.

Well actually, Jess did it. 

BUT ANYWAY, ON TO THE EXCITING BIT. 
(Like this hasn't been exciting already.)


Giveeeeeawaaaaaay.

This is what you were waiting for anyway.


Giveawayyyy


I have teamed up with iconemesis
 to give one of you a very awesome iphone case.
(remember that lovely little Fifi Lapin iphone case? They made it.)

Here are the rules:

1. You must be following me via GFC or Bloglovin.
 (Please specify which in my comments so I don't have to yell "CHEATER.")

2. You must be following me (@bentpieceofwire) and Iconemesis (@iconemesis) on twitter.
(I will check, so do not try to be sneaky. I will outsneak you.)

3. Leave a comment with your name + twitter handle + email.

Thats how easy it is. 123. Also, ABC.

This is international.

So everyone can enter.

Even you. 

This ends August 17th.

That needed to go in bold. 


 and now for the BIG NEWS.

I will be selling my clothing. Not all of it, but a few really awesome pieces you will love, in a giant sale thing. a sample sale. a sample of my closet.
There will be shoes, and purses, and dresses, and all the jazz inbetween.
I'll post a link to the ebay/etsy store on August first.
Put it in your calenders people


I have some more news too, but I am going to save it. No need to give everything away at once.
Unless it's candy. or pretty shoes.
You should definitely give those away.
Preferably to me.


So go pick and iphone case you LUUUURVE, follow me + iconemesis on twitter, comment here, put August 1st on your calender, and go eat some ice cream.

xx,
J



7.16.2012

Justina x Tavi


(I took this picture of Tavi while she was leading us in the troll song. Yes, troll.)
She's Tavi. I really shouldn't have to elaborate here. We did an interview in a park on a really steep hill, and I didn't have any questions prepared (my amazing reporter skills at work here) because I thought about asking for an interview mid-hug, (That's right, I got to hug her, you're jelly.) and she wasn't prepared to have me interview her. So in reality, there was a lot more "um..." (me) and "uhhh..." (Tavi), but hopefully I'm made us both look like upstanding pillars of the fashion industry. Or something like that.
(I would also just like to note that Tavi is quite possibly the sweetest person ever.)

Justina: What has your favorite experience being "Tavi Gevinson The Teen Fashion Blogger" been?
Tavi: I think it would proabably have to have been getting to go to South Dakota with my friends Kate and Laura (as in, you know, Mulleavy. Of Rodarte.) to shoot their campaign for Target. Getting to see that part of America through their eyes was really amazing.

J: What is one thing you've picked up along the Roadtrip that you are completely attached to now?
T: Oh gosh, I've gotten so much cool stuff. I just bought this really cool sweater in a thrift store at one of the stops, and it is just amazing. I could wear it every day.

J: What do you think you'd be doing if you had never started The Style Rookie?
T: I don't know. I'd probably be acting, because I love acting, but I don't feel like I've had enough life experience to look back and say "Oh I would have.." yet. I still have some living to do.

J: Loads of teenagers started blogging because they were inspired by you. What's something you'd like to say to all of them?
 T: Just have fun. That's kind of a cliche, I know, but if it isn't fun, you shouldn't be doing it.

J: What's it like being Tavi?
T: I don't have any experience being anyone else. It's a very surreal experience, being me.



If you aren't already reading Rookie, and following The Style Rookie, and following @tavitulle on twitter, I can't with you.

I'm going to go make a crown now, and talk to my new Rookie cult members friends.
                                                        

  xx,
J


ps. As of this moment, I am 2 followers away from 200!! You people are brilliant. But if you'd like to be even brillianter (accept it.) be the person that drags in two new people, and you get a hug. Unless you're a stranger. Which you probably are. I'll take your candy, but no hugs.




7.14.2012

My, What A Nice Crown You Have: Rookie Roadtrip SF

(Taken by Petra)






























































Today was the Rookie Roadtrip thingy whatsit in San Francisco. It was the best thing ever. I made loads of friends (Who were better dressed than me, cry.), took too many photographs because everyone had amazing clothes I wanted to steal, and I went on a Hazel Hunt (As you can see, I found her, and charmed her with my great charminess), and Petra fulfilled my secret wish, and I was interviewed by this highly confused reporter from the San Fransisco Chronicle. HAAHAHAHAHA. We had a cult meeting in the pot park (Seriously, everyone was smoking. And you thought that was fog over SF.). and these people had a couch. I took this picture of Tavi with a kitten named Frank. I found myself saying "-in a non-creepy way." 126 times. (I think I think I have a problem.)


But it's all good.

BETTER YET.

TAVI AGREED TO AN INTERVIEW WITH ME.


Which I will post tomorrow, because I am feeling emotionally drained.
But also because I have to type up all my notes.
And stalk peoples blogs to find photos of myself.

If you took a photo of me, leave me a link in the commenty box.

If you are the girl with the buttahfly clips, I want some. Email me.


If you are in the pictures, comment , I want to put your name on here. (In a non-stalkerish way)

If you are anyone else who was there, email me.




LET'S JUST BE BESTIES, KAY?


xx,
J
ps. Y'al know the drill:

200 followers via GFC = Giveaway + VERY LARGISH NEWS.