The Homeless/Beggar Shirt - Voodoo Edition

Have I mentioned that I love making my own things? Why, of course I haven't! Which is why I'm writing about it now!

So yes, I love making my own things! For two main reasons:

The first and most obvious reason, is because it's fun. There's something oddly satisfying knowing that you made what is on you. Especially when people compliment it, and on the outside you're all like, "Oh! What? Pfsh, this old thang?", but on the inside you're like "Yeahhh, baby. I am a rockstar."

The second and crassest reason is because it's way cheaper. Don't get me wrong. I don't mind purchasing my things. In fact, I love buying things. Things that I don't need even. But I refuse to pay for something that I can actually make myself at a cheaper price.

But then there are times, however, when I'm forced to make things out of need.

Take two weeks ago for example, when I had to sleep over at my aunt's house because we were out hella late, and since I needed to be somewhere hella early the next day, it made more sense to sleep over at her place, than to go back home to Ajman.

The problem was, I had no clean clothes to wear the next day, save an extra pair of panties that I always keep in my purse because I'm a lady and that's what ladies are supposed to do. So, I endeavored to purchase a top for the following day. But alas, since it was pretty late, the only store open was Al Maya Lals. (Cue symphony no. 5)

Now since, I am a heffer, the only things that would fit me are men's tshirts with sports numbers and letters that don't make any sense; And get this, a ladies shirt with a Chinese Model-type girl printed across the chest with glitters and sequins.

So there I was, standing in the middle of the grocery, fully resigned to choosing between wearing a man's tshirt with my skants (skirt pants) and pretending I was a 40-year old mom living in the province with 15 kids who is only discovering now that she might be a lesbo, or wearing some girl's face across my chest and pretending that she was the Chinese Audrey Hepburn, when lo and behold something white saved me.

I found a man's undershirt and I knew exactly what I was going to do.

The fantastic Kandee Johnson posted this tutorial on Youtube:

And I saw this on P.S. I made this:

And I thought, hey, why don't I introduce the white shirt to the safety pins and force them to be friends. So, I made this:

The Homeless/Beggar shirt - The Voodoo Edition

Unfortunately, I have no photos of me wearing it. But trust me when I say that yes, I did wear that in public. And yes, I have no shame.

I will take a photo of myself wearing that as soon as it gets washed. I'm thinking of pairing it up with this skirt that I painted last June.

Nabbed the idea from PS I made this.

Wore it at the joint exhibit I had with C.

On other news, today's style friends are brought to you by the letters O and P!

O with her fashionably shiny Ferragamo. Isn't it just fab? She says the only reason she has this bag is because it always rains back home and she needs something waterproof. Hmmm... I wish I was as fab as O so I, too can have such an expensive designer plastic bag. LOL.

P's belt is the drool-inducing. She boasts that she got it for only AED19. I had planned on stealing it from her, but then I remembered that I'll probably only be able to use it as a bracelet, because I'm so fat. :(

Have a wonderful week, y'all!