Meet the dress I just ordered this past weekend as a 30th birthday present to me. The two of us are currently seeking an open relationship with a pair of fabulous red shoes. I’ll let you know how our search goes.

Meet the dress I just ordered this past weekend as a 30th birthday present to me. The two of us are currently seeking an open relationship with a pair of fabulous red shoes. I’ll let you know how our search goes.

Links to buy both these tights and shoes would result in great appreciation from me.

Links to buy both these tights and shoes would result in great appreciation from me.

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Victoria Beckham at LAX, October 2010. Okay, so here’s the deal - I love Victoria Beckham. It used to be an ironic, “Oh, isn’t it funny I like Posh Spice?” type of thing. And there still is a delicious ridiculousness about her, I won’t deny that. I’ve called her before a straight woman drag queen, and I stand by it, in the most loving way. I also have always believed she herself is aware of this ridiculousness and is totally cool with it. But now I’ve also embraced the fact that I just think she’s fabulous. She happens to embody my own super-skinny body type (which I have not always been that comfortable with) (oh, and minus the crazy breast implants, although, happily, she had hers removed) and I basically want to dress like her all the time. I mean, look at this bitch. Not only is that dress fantastic, her carry-on luggage matches her handbag, which matches her shoes, which complements - but not matches! - her dress. Accessorized perfectly. Hair extensions back in, which suits her well, and hair is styled well, chic and effortless. This is posh, with a modern American edge. And have you seen her collection? I would wear almost every single thing there. Well, I would if I had the money to buy them and the slightest reason to wear them in my existence as a working single mom in Ohio. But it’s beautiful work. So, there you are. I adore Victoria Beckham. She’s like Jackie O with a funny accent, a wrist tattoo and an even hotter husband. What’s not to like?

Victoria Beckham at LAX, October 2010.

Okay, so here’s the deal - I love Victoria Beckham. It used to be an ironic, “Oh, isn’t it funny I like Posh Spice?” type of thing. And there still is a delicious ridiculousness about her, I won’t deny that. I’ve called her before a straight woman drag queen, and I stand by it, in the most loving way. I also have always believed she herself is aware of this ridiculousness and is totally cool with it. But now I’ve also embraced the fact that I just think she’s fabulous. She happens to embody my own super-skinny body type (which I have not always been that comfortable with) (oh, and minus the crazy breast implants, although, happily, she had hers removed) and I basically want to dress like her all the time.

I mean, look at this bitch. Not only is that dress fantastic, her carry-on luggage matches her handbag, which matches her shoes, which complements - but not matches! - her dress. Accessorized perfectly. Hair extensions back in, which suits her well, and hair is styled well, chic and effortless. This is posh, with a modern American edge.

And have you seen her collection? I would wear almost every single thing there. Well, I would if I had the money to buy them and the slightest reason to wear them in my existence as a working single mom in Ohio. But it’s beautiful work.

So, there you are. I adore Victoria Beckham. She’s like Jackie O with a funny accent, a wrist tattoo and an even hotter husband. What’s not to like?

(Source: fuckyeahvictoriabeckham)

Clothes on film: Ginger Rogers’s ostrich feather dress.

Clothes on film: Ginger Rogers’s ostrich feather dress.

The most comfortable high heels, from Adidas Y-3. Who says high heels are supposed to be comfortable? Learning how to navigate in them is what separates the girls from the women, my friends. (Via.)

The most comfortable high heels, from Adidas Y-3.

Who says high heels are supposed to be comfortable? Learning how to navigate in them is what separates the girls from the women, my friends. (Via.)

“Lady Blue Shanghai.” David Lynch for Dior.

It’s awesome when my geeky interests meet my girly interests. Tim Ginn on comic book character costumes! Genius. (Via.)