Music Monday: Rocky Top

We all know that music influences fashion, and fashion influences music (er...the Thong Song anyone?)

So I figure I'll start up a new section called Music Monday.  From time to time, on a Monday of course, I'll let you in on what I'm currently listening to, what's burning up my speakers, and basically the song or band I'm obsessing about at that given moment.

For me, there's one song I've loved since a child, its never worn out its welcome on my ipod, and it sure as heck my favorite part of all weddings where I hail from.

(Until you partake in the partnered up bridge type dance thingy we do, you'll just have to hope you get an invite to my wedding so you can see it for yourself--its complete redneck fun!)

that very song is:

ROCKY TOP

and the inspiration behind this here blog's namesake.

"Wild as a mink, but sweet as sodapop" is a line, 

and it describes me ever so spot-on, if you haven't crossed me that is.

I listen to this song almost daily, and everytime I can't help but feel that really throwing in the towel and calling it quits in NYC would be lovely if I could just move to Tennessee already--we all know I've got major love for Nashville, but sometimes I think even a quiet simple life in the Smoky Mountains would be quite delightful.
I could take a cue from the original Backwoods Barbie herself!
She grew up there afterall, she's amazing, and well she's got the same types of morals and ethics I live with...so why not try to pull my own Dolly-esque look outta my closet and head for the hills?

I would DIE to wear gingham and cut-off shorts all summer long.

I'd fit right in, not that I'd see anyone because I wouldn't have neighbors for miles!

But how beautiful right?  And gingham...all the time!

You noticed I mentioned cut-off shorts...you may also notice that it was a bit of my uniform this past summer.  So if not to channel Dolly, maybe some Daisy Duke would suffice.  She's always had that awesome redneck style workin' in her favor.  

Pretty sure her style would be a great fit for this fantasy cabin living world I'm conjuring up in my head.

I think I'm half way there-I've got the denim shorts and I'm down with the "good ol' boys".  

Look at me...just one big piece of white trash.  Heels, cut-offs, PBR, and a tan that looks like I've rolled around in dirt...I'll fit right in.

Maybe even a fine gent like this guy will take me for his wife.  

Then it will all just be a question of how exactly do I live.  What style of country living am I going to reside amongst?  I really can't decide just yet...I love both looks, both conjure up such different moods and images...its a toughie

Do I hope Mountain Man husband builds me a rustic cabin, 

complete with this most coveted antler chandelier?

Or do I pray for the whimsical shabby chic cabin of every country girl's dream?

Stunning isn't it?  

So Rocky Top...listening to that song for years now, its made me, on frequent occasions, wish that I could trade my city life in for fresh outdoor air, a simpler fashion sense, and to plant roots of my own, in the hills where Dolly hails from.

But would this pavement cruncher, city-fied girl last in the wilderness in a cabin with no one around but herself and the dense population of black bears?

And what about wearing heels?  It's hard to walk thru the woods in heels-believe me, I know!

(and I'm sure you're all not surprised by that one bit)

So, do any of you out there like bluegrass?  

Or is it just a freakish characteristic I possess?

Ha-or better yet, should I ask if any of you know this dance to Rocky Top that I mentioned?  If so we should be BFFs.  Just sayin'

Weekend Rewind: July 17-19th, 2009

Hope everyone's weekend was as jam packed with fun as mine was.

As mentioned, I won the Topshop/Chictopia bicycle contest, and I took matters into my own hands as far as getting the bike delivered.  I called the Topshop offices in London to let them know that I often have a hard time receiving packages since no one is home during business hours.  Therefore, they were so kind as to set me up with these dudes from Brooklyn who were shipping out the bikes.  

These guys actually coordinated their schedules with mine and hand delivered the bike (fully assembled I might add, which is a major plus considering everyone else who won will be getting their's in a box which will require some tricky assembly).  To my delight they were cute hipster skeeze bags, and they stuck around long enough to give me some pointers on the bike, and some other tips to handling it. 

I lounged around the house all morning just waiting for the bike, and a typical outfit for such an occasion is comfy and casual:

Wearing:

*White, Hanes Wifebeater

*DIY denim cut-offs

(coffee mug from Jack's 99cent World in hand)

This is my new bike, it came complete with a cute helmut w/yellow and pink stars, and a lock and key.

I brought the bike immediately inside, haven't even given it a test spin.  

(side note: Looks like I won't be giving it a test spin anytime soon.  To my surprise, I woke up this morning and the front tire is already FLAT!)

So Thanks Topshop!

I have to take it to a bike shop and fork out some dough to get it fixed up I suppose.

I can't complain, it was FREE, and as it turns out,

that bike I posed with in the winning photo isn't even mine!

 In fact I don't even know who's bike that was, it was just chained to a tree outside a chinese fast food place.  Most likely it was one of the delivery boys' bikes.  Haha, putting my hands on the strangers' bike was the best thing I could've ever done!  
(Sorry suckers!  You have permission to slightly hate me now)

So yes, actually I can't complain about a free bike with a flat tire.  It's not such a bad tradeoff under my sneaky circumstances.

(Thanks again Mel for taking that photo)

With the bike delivered and the tire deflating without my knowledge, I finally headed out to enjoy the rest of my Saturday.

A trip to the park, 

Then, beers at a neighborhood bar on their back patio, with the company of friends, 

Wearing:

*Blue silk tunic-Forever 21

*DIY cut-offs (from earlier that day)

*Mustard Yellow/Ivory toeless socks-American Apparel

*Brown leather cowboy booties-Steve Madden

*multiple necklaces

To a night of "All you can Bowl" in Sunset Park....I had a great Saturday.

We all know bowling requires a certain style aesthetic 

Therefore, I brought my "A-game" moreso in the bowling fashion dept. than I did my actual game.

By my "bowling style" I mean the socks-they went from scrunched down in my boots, to awesome tube socks just in time for my first frame.

And of course, Idee Geniale brought her bowling style in the form of her very own shoes; yes I'm jealous.

The night finished up with a new set of girls ready to take on the leagues of Brooklyn's finest.  We befriended the two ladies next to us who quickly jumped on the idea of being a part of our ladies' league, complete with our team name being what else?

the BROOKLYN BEAUTIES

of course!

And today, my wardrobe consisted of a somewhat classier approach.  My choice was based on the fact that BF and I had to head out to Staten Island to attend his family's BBQ.

All aboard the Staten Island Ferry.....

Wearing:

*Multi-color floral print tunic (tucked in)-Target

*Black sailor-like shorts-H&M

*Black Strappy sandals (that yes, I wear all the time)-Miss Sixty

*Multiple necklaces

After a weekend of whirlwind fun, I'm happy with my choice of clothing.

Hope everyone else feels the same about their choices.  I'll be looking at your blogs to check it out.