Casual Wear For A College Kid’s Affair

newThe bad news is time flies. The good news is your’e the pilot and as the pilot of my plane, I’m basking in the moments leading up to my senior year finals next week…I keep telling myself to inhale and breathe, but I just can’t believe that I am getting ready to graduate in just a few days.

But enough about that and lets get back on the subject of finals! Twas the week before finals, and all through the town. Not a student was drinking, not a frat made a sound. Rare? yes it is, but it’s definitely the truth. Students are camped out in libraries and walking around like zombies in outfits that Joan Rivers would cry about.

It doesn’t matter if the dreadful scent of studying is in the air because there is no reason why students should dress in attire they go to sleep in. Here is a photo (above) of what I wore to class. The grey/pink over-sized tank top was brought from JC Penny’s on sale for $3 a couple months ago when it was still cold outside. I paired this with a grey blazer purchased from the thrift store for $5, some dark blue jean denims from Rue 21 for $7 and grey kombat boots purchased from Forever 21 for $50.

It’s not the amount of money you spend but how you wear it that counts. The key is often to dress up inexpensive basics with accessories.

No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.


Poor Boy, Rich Taste

Express Yourself, Don’t Repress Yourself!



Express yourself, don’t repress yourself. Why? It’s human nature…,

For awhile I found myself screaming quietly, “Get me, get me out of this box, I feel so claustrophobic in here.” This Poor Boy With Rich Taste just got the chance to do just that! GLAM’s “Pop Art” Fashion show was graced by more than 22 models, dazzling in designs created from garbage bags, tissue, newspaper, caution tape and duct tape.

Usually the shows are highly theatrical with dancing, modeling routines, celebrity hosts and acting, but this one was an intimate affair stripped of those things and putting the attention exactly where it belongs, on the fashion.

Usually I don’t rip the runway, however I  was overcome with a desire to express myself that burned brighter than the fear trying to stop my shine. The spotlights hit the runway, as the line behind the stage formed of eager models ready to strut their stuff. My heart was now beating faster than a southern hummingbird’s wings. The time had come…I hit the runway and left any negative thoughts behind me as my feet hit the pavements in a rapid confident pace. It was like eating bucket loads of your favorite guilty pleasured food, but not gaining any weight…price$$.

The scene was “Out of the Box” fashion and I chose to wear the daring outfit pictured above because it’s official, spring is here. Some people may go for the light, airy colors or  shoot for something more bold? For me, I chose this eclectic outfit that was a vibrant mix of colors placed cleverly underneath a cool African printed blazer I found at the thrift store.

This experience taught me that expressing yourself can come in may forms that include but are not limited to art, fashion, writing and more! The outlet chosen for expression does not matter because it takes great courage to be…out of the box. 


Poor Boy, Rich Taste


Classroom Drab, Fashion Fab!

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She’s wearing that? Oh my, he’s wearing those? We’ve all been there. Fashion trends in college have more OMG moments than Madonna’s controversial career. How many times have you walked on campus and seen students strutting to class in…pajamas? Yes, I said it. I honestly wonder where are the fashion police when you need them.

You are the clothes you wear, which is why the year 2013 holds infinite possibilities for your wardrobe, but first you have to contend with that big fat pile of bad style choices taking up your closet and everyday wardrobe. There is no reason that you shouldn’t dress up everyday because glamour isn’t only reserved for the rich and famous and you never know who you’ll run into. David Beckham or Rihanna at the grocery store? Hey, stranger things have happened.

But if none of these reasons were enough for you then remember,  nothing beats the rush you feel when you look in the mirror and LOVE what you see and I definitely loved my outfit (above photo). I rocked this turquoise blazer, with a peach over-sized vest, dark purple button-up with a striped purple tie. I paired these with some loose fitted baby blue pants.

All of these items were found in the magical land of the thrift store. Can you say fashion on a dime!

Whether you‘re at work or at play, your clothing choices send a message about you–are you sending the one you want?

Poor Boy Meets Rich Taste

Jeremy Nowell

A Fashion fanatic entranced by the styles of yesterday’s looks.  I’m a window shopping extraordinaire,  making thrifted items into a fashionable ensemble more fit for a runway.  There is an unspoken rule that people have problems defining, accepting and realizing who they are, however, I am the exception.

Fashion is a way to express myself and escape from the suffocating pint-sized box that everyone seems to be trapped in. It wasn’t until college that I started to really understand the power of fashion. The ability to turn heads the moment you walk into a room. It is empowering once you understand style, the process is infinitely enjoyable. I truly believe that finding and embracing your unique style is priceless.

Sometimes my life can seem as chaotic as keeping up with Lindsay Lohan’s criminal record, but all my problems seem to go away when I’m Pushing through the crisp white door of my favorite clothing store, as the cool chill of air  hits me; my desires for instant gratification is met as I delve further into the store whisking through aisles containing  countless designers hard work.

My wallet begins to  suffocate as I throw another item into a cart that is now as full as a pregnant woman’s belly. This feeling can only be described as invigorating, my eyes follow the colors, shapes and styles the displays offer. This is fashion. This is me. In a lot of ways I consider myself the male equivalent of Sarah Jessica Parker. Fashionable, charming, poor with rich taste and figuring out this thing called love in a city of normalcy.

I’m 22-years-young majoring in journalism and trying to break into the fashion industry the best I know how. Follow me on this journey as I go through everyday life, problems, and successes all while looking good doing it.


Poor Boy