Girl Crush/Girl Idol
Hooooo boy. Madewell Girl. You are my latest “want to be-you-slash-be-ON-you” girl.
Madewell has this totally enigmatic ability to take something totally and completely UN-interesting, like a dress shirt, then style it up to look like the coolest, most interesting piece of clothing that ever existed on the face of the earth. I mean, how COOL does this chick look? Fuckin’ J Crew and Madewell need to get their shit together and start building stores in Canada before I start clubbing baby seals in a fit of rage:
Like, look at this shit! Chartreuse skinny pants?

Belts with anchors BUILT INTO THE BUCKLE?

Silkyish things with militarish things with sequined HATS?

Oh, do you want a pair of green and white printed weirdo balloon pants? HERE, WE PUT THEM INTO THE COOLEST LOOK OF ALL TIME:

Oh, sorry, am I on the Hipster Riviera or is this super-hot wicked-cool chick wearing an ‘I’m vacationing in Morocco’ headscarf? Yeah, that’s right. Think it’s going to look stupid? THINK AGAIN, ye of little Madewell faith:

Oh, Madewell Girl. Although I’m usually not really into the “blond chick” look, you’ve managed to let your bleachy-blond hair look half-disheveled, half-grease-ball-y in a very “come hither” kind of way. The kind of hairstyle that a certain frizzy-haired girl I know could never acheive… but still.
And your “sometimes I wear these interesting glasses and sometimes I don’t” thing you’ve got going. And the “I’m like, totally just standing here all bored and waiting for my just-as-greaseball-y-but-totally-gorgeous boyfriend” stance you’ve got going on. And, let’s not forget the “I’m totally skinny with a perfect body, but I’m still going to totally wear oversized clothes because I’m super cool and I don’t care” attitude. WHAAAT? Let’s be best friends.

Can somebody who lives in the US please just be my underground middle-man for Madewell purchases? I’ll pay you in smiles and blog shout-outs. And money.

Self-hating, dog-loving and cheese-eating in Toronto. 

