Interview with Bella from Plastic Barrettes

I had the pleasure of interviewing the young, fresh, and super lovely Bella from the fashion blog, Plastic Barrettes. Below are the results!

What's your name?

My name is Bella

What inspired you to start blogging about fashion?

Well, I picked up a Teen Vogue in 2009, and I saw an interview with Tavi. A few days later, after tons of procrastinating I started my own fashion blog. Then I deleted it. Then I started another one. Then I deleted that one. Now, I have Prom Queen and Plastic Barrettes

Who's fashion blog has influenced your style the most?.

Tavi's blog Style Rookie and my friend Samantha's blog Fazed-Girl.

Who's your favorite designer?

I love Laura and Kate Mulleavy from Rodarte, Marc Jacobs, and Karl Lagerfeld.

How old are you again?

I'm thirteen!

What is one piece of clothing (or accessory) that you could never live without?

I don't think I could live without my Edward Scissorhands t-shirt, my pair of frilly socks, or my white clogs.

How did you become interested in feminism and how has it affected you?

I read the book Girl Power by Marisa Meltzer, but I had been a feminist before that. I think that it's made me read into things more.

On a lighter note, what's your favorite band?

I love The Killers, Purity Ring, Sleigh Bells, Bikini Kill, Huggy Bear, Hole, and Nirvana.

Thank you!

You're very welcome!

My props to a fellow feminist and Sleigh Bells lover! Anyway, if you haven't gotten the chance to do so, click here and go check out her blog.

x

Hazel

Get a job, hippie slackers

Floral dresses and socks with platforms. Totally not stereotypical fashion blog garb. But the pinky flowers all over the dress is so cute, I don't even care. And dem shoes. I don't think you understand how hard I fought to get those.

floral dress I got at TJ Maxx, Pierre Hardy x Gap 3 strap platforms, white socks, rock necklace I made, quarter machine necklace

Basically a rock tied on to a leather cord.

Ignore that time stamp, too.

Pretty summer vibes, no?

x

Hazel

Wise words featured in title courtesy of Frank Iero's twitter.

Long, awkward post on awkward teenagerdom

Teenagers scare the living shit out of me.

It's weird, you know? It didn't really hit me till now. Just this whole, weird process of growing up and saying goodbye to your last little bit of childhood. For a lot of kids, it kind of means losing the person you were to become the person you should be. And I think a lot of people get lost in that. It's a time where you're forced to put aside your playful creativity and replace it with money and work. What makes this part difficult is that I don't want to change. Once, my painting teacher pulled me aside and confronted me about my art. She told me it was a bit childish. All of the playful energy that I had should be morphed into something more mature and deep. In other words, I was in 10th grade and it was about time I started growing up.

I mean, sometimes I think I could be a bit more mature. But in doing so, I'm afraid I'll lose that creative side of mine. It's what keeps me balanced and anchored. If I can keep myself the same I've always been, I won't have to get lost anymore. It seems that everybody is lost somehow, like they need to find themselves. I suppose that's the awkwardness of becoming a teenager and seeing the world a little different. People get lost. Sometimes, they never find themselves. It scares the shit out of me.

x

Hazel

Inspiration

Finally, a post without vague song lyrics. It's 1:30am and I'm too damn tired to care.

Onward, inspiration!

Androgyny!

Fruits!

Cluelessness!

Punks!

Cute girls!

Also~ Feminism! Perhaps something we should discuss later?

Hopefully this will inspire a series of outfit posts. I've got a couple of things floating around in my mind. Perhaps we'll see something interesting come together.

x

Hazel

B-Film Born Invasion

Teenagers from Mars! And we don't care.

Ahhh. Finally a post that lives up to my name.

This time around, I decided to use my title as inspiration for an outfit. To me, that meant the awkwardness of being a teenager, mismatching patterns and colors, and a touch of 90s flair. Also, more awkwardness.

thrifted shirt, hand-me-down shorts, Target cardigan, quarter machine necklace

Pretty proud of my necklace purchase. It was only fifty cents.

Anyway, I'm convinced I hit it big time at my local good will. This shirt looks at least 15 years old and it's in great shape. Originally, it had shoulder pads, but I cut them off. They looked a bit wonky. And all of this for only two bucks. Greatest. Thing. Ever. I'm also pretty pleased to say that my glasses actually matched an outfit for once. Those poor glasses have been put through so much. I've had to super glue them back together 4 times now. Today was their day to shine! Ha.

Love always,

Hazel