FASHION // the countess

dress and clutch: vintage // lace top: unknown // heels: Steve Madden

I've decided the best way to dress is like a deranged-yet-still-beautiful Russian countess. With some improvements, of course — wool shawls in summer? No thank you. But I do love having my hair up like this. Messy yet sophisticated, and it doesn't look strange with curly hair.

The comb is very old and probably Spanish. My grandmother dropped off boxes upon boxes of old jewelry and clothes; among them was a box she'd gotten at an estate sale of an old woman named Mrs Hold in the 70s. She estimates its contents (the comb, an antique Spanish BumpIt type device, several Victorian bonnets, and a few miscellaneous sleeves, collars, and bits of yellowed lace) to be from the 1800s.

Anyway, I spent the morning striding around in a long silk robe and looking regal. Pointing one's nose in the air constantly makes one's eyes cross a little.

Two different earrings. One of them (right) is actually Russian; the other (left), I don't know. They, too, were part of the treasure trove my grandmother dropped off. And look! Little second piercings!
Sorry about the horrendous quality. Photobooth in low light is not my friend. Also, I am not wearing makeup, so let's ignore the huge dark circles under my eyes.


You may now call me the Countess Nikolaevna Rusalka Anastasia Karina. The small part of my heritage that really is Russian says that those are suitable names. The large part of me that is Irish does not know how to pronounce them.

Maybe I'll stick to Olivia.



PS: Thanks for the link-clickage yesterday! I don't know if I'll get it but you guys made a big difference. Sorry it was confusing, only 30 words were allowed. If I get in you will be treated to a big post full of me freaking out.



PPS: I'm sponsoring a giveaway for carlotta today! Go enter. Shoo. Go on.



listening to: It's Good To Be in Love by Frou Frou
It's a good song, give it a chance. Weird, but good. Listen to the lyrics.