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missmitchieg · 2 years
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Julie And The Phantoms is fun because the band consists of a sparkly butterfly girl who gets really into her daydreams, a Dave Grohl wannabe who let's be real, probably definitely smells like sweaty socks, a Danny Zuko wannabe who loves country music, and then an anxious gay mess of a Whitney Houston stan who tucks his convertible pants-shorts into his socks. What a group.
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fionarara · 1 year
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+ hipster ! kenma .
+ tw : one mention of a drug, cigarettes, slight cat slander, please this is a joke
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+ hipster ! kenma . owns a hairless sphynx cat, because cutesy cats with fluffy fur are for plebs + hipster ! kenma . who shows up to a kickback party at kuroo’s place and upon discovering that the fridge is only stocked full of ultra-generic basic beer brands, decides he would rather drink the warm belgium-imported craft beer which has not yet been cooled, because dude would never be caught holding a shitty bud light in hand or drinking a white claw + hipster ! kenma . “knows the DJ” when you walk into this music venue with him, but in actuality, they only had a singular random encounter on the street during one of kenma's smoke breaks from his part-time job at a local arcade bar: this DJ guy just happened to be strolling by when he casually asked kenma if he could bum a cig off of him and come in real quick just to use the bathroom
+ hipster ! kenma . says, not only is it too expensive to touch up the roots of your hair so often with bleach, but it’s also way too high maintenance, and according to hipster kenma, high-maintenance = highly manufactured, super lame. clearly, presenting with two-toned slightly unkempt hair with a heroin-chic grunge look is some sort of torch one can hold about their own authentic individuality against the status quo...and how one is too cool to give a fuck, yeah + hipster ! kenma . who only rolls his own cigarettes, being the loose tobacco aficionado he is, and uses Bali Shag brand–exclusively. shows you how to roll it just right into a small narrowed cone shape that’s precise and comfortable enough to rest between your pretty fingers, demonstrating how to twist the tip’s end of the handmade cig in the most exquisitely cool way so that when you flame it up, it'll flash with a dazzling little light show right before you take a puff and inhaaale + hipster ! kenma . shows you his entire collection of vintage 8-bit video games, his faves are the few that are most rare and special edition versions where only a handful in the world were made (500 copies worldwide to be exact) + hipster ! kenma . will often wear high quality acetate-plastic glasses with thick-rimmed frames – non-prescription. boy has 20/20 vision and, more often than not, has his bicolored strands of hair hanging over his eyes, barely able to see from his own peripheral vision, so can someone please explain why the guy has thirteen different varying-style pairs of them? + hipster ! kenma . who is, duh, a self-proclaimed male feminist. he even has a cat onesie for his hairless sphynx kitty made of organic cotton with the words 'The Future is Female' printed on it. he makes sure to put the garment on his penisy-looking cat before going out on any first date in case he happens to score that night by getting to bring the date home
+ hipster ! kenma . buys and then wears a thrifted 90s D.A.R.E. T-shirt three days in a row, but later that weekend does cocaine off the cover of a vinyl record by The Stokes at this hole-in-the-wall dive bar while attending Yamamoto’s birthday party
+ hipster ! kenma . hates every mainstream video game, yet you’ll still catch him playing Pokémon GO on the DL when he thinks no one is looking because the nostalgia can’t be beat no matter how much his little alt-heart tries, plus deep down he refuses to quit until he’s at least caught the shiny versions of Jolteon and Umbreon
+ hipster ! kenma . has a nose piercing, with a vintage sterling-silver stud that comes with a whole intricate story and history behind it that he purchased at this obscure pawn shop out in the arts district of a super hip neighborhood he heard about + hipster ! kenma . whose newest pair of skinny jeans are so tight on him, they’ve begun to chafe the delicate skin of his thighs and a small rash developed as a result (despite hinata repeatedly mentioning they were probably a bit too snug), so he takes himself in for a yearly doctor’s visit for a simple topical cream prescription fix when his physician informs him they’d detected some curious results of a lower sperm count, asking kenma if for any reason he’d been doing anything as of late that would impact his testicles…oopsie
+ hipster ! kenma . whose favorite beanie is definitely in need of a wash soon, however he can’t just go ruining the ethically-sourced organic cashmere it's made of and risk ruining this special material + hipster ! kenma . would grow a “dope stubble beard” – if only he could, but alas – (and he would use the word, alas, whenever sharing this dilemma with anyone) alas, he—cannot. “...damn my damned genetics...”
+ hipster ! kenma . has not been to see or support a nekoma game as an alumni ever since he seriously started working (–biking to work, by the way, because ‘excess fossil fuels are whack’) in the tech world at this startup company of some trendy new game app…since being associated with any jock conduct anymore is the antithesis of his counter-culture lifestyle now
+ hipster ! kenma . believes heavily in the issue of gentrification in the new neighborhood he just relocated to, without realizing he is part of the problem + hipster ! kenma. has a snide opinion about eeeeverything …
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 + hipster ! kenma . part 2 . ⇢ + link2masterlist . ⇢
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Maybe 8 and 14 for Babs, 16 and 20 for Dick, and 24 and 14 Jason? Also so you have any headcanons for each of them?
babs:
8. What's something the fandom does when it comes to this character that you despise?
not include her, erase her disability (this is true for canon publications as well), give her zero personality or only characterize her a stern and “above it all.”
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
*insert the “oh my goodness, i love this question” audio.”* so dark academia is the obvious choice for some people when they think of barb. but, i think since i’m so found of her in 90s-early 00s, i want my oracle to be a bit grunge. mauve lip colors and darker nail polish. chic, thinner eyebrows, maybe? chunky loafers and chunky oxfords. again, i think it would be easy to say, “put the librarian in oversized sweaters”- and I do think she’s wearing those! but i also want to see her in tighter shirts and baggier trousers!
dick:
16. What's your least favorite ship for this character?
any of his siblings, bruce or deathstroke!
20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?
ahhh! this is so hard. i feel like one has to say donna??? i mean grayson has so many wonderful friendships, but i feel like writers also put emphasis on his connection with donna. i freaking wish donna’s own emotional needs where tackled more. i think it’s hard, because she’s a character who famously has several backstories. there’s stuff revealed in the who is donna troy? story that is honestly disturbing but is so blown past. but that’s a different rant. anyway i love how much donna and dick care about each other!
jason
24. What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?
well obviously in comics history (and visual aesthetic), bucky barns. but i really think they are very different characters. I’m also that one dude with the white streak in his hair from voltron? lololol
14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
utilitarian! things that are functional and easy to move in. lots of pockets and pouches probs. also, semi-recently he was being drawn with this bright red, sleeves hoodie? i think that’s ugly lol 🙈
this is already long, so i’ll post some wee head canons in a min. ty <3
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earthstellar · 3 years
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My TFP Humanformers Headcanons: With Pictures This Time
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In my defence, I studied fashion at university level for two years, so this post was inevitable.
Optimus Prime - James Dean Style, aka “Hot Dad” 
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Optimus would probably love doing the research to determine human styles and what he likes best. 
I can picture him doing a 1950s inspired look, more Greaser than stuffy suits, but in a more James Dean way and not John Travolta in Grease kind of way if he needed to go undercover as Jack’s dad or something.
He’d be a bit older than James Dean was in the above photo, definitely in his 30s at the youngest. Would still have silver mixed in with his black hair, to replicate the silver details on his helm. He doesn’t smoke, but might chew on a pen cap every now and then without thinking about it. 
Ultra Magnus - Vittorio de Sica - Classic Italian Suit Chic
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When doing research into human styles, Optimus showed him a Hermes magazine and some European business style guides from GQ and decided he liked the formal suit look. I imagine he’d have a very Italian look to him, as he might be wearing an Italian or Continental style suit. 
For some reason, Magnus as a 40 or 50 year old stern and stylish Italian guy just works really well. He’d be extremely well dressed, well groomed, would still demand authority, and I imagine him looking like Vittorio de Sica, pictured above. 
He would perhaps use his holoform to accompany Fowler in discussions with some military superiors.
Initially, he wanted to pick a military style uniform for his holoform, and Fowler had to explain to him in detail why that wasn’t an acceptable thing to do. So he went for chic lawyer instead.
Ratchet - Old War Vet + What He Thinks is Nevada Style: George Gabby Hayes
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Ratchet would literally just be my dad or any of his old war buddies, possibly with a mobility aid like a cane or walking stick because that seems to be very popular amongst my dad and his friends. (To quote my father: “I can walk with it and I can beat people with it, so it works fine for me, don’t touch me dammit I can get up by myself.”) 
I get the feeling he’d approach designing his holoform from a logical angle, wanting to fit in with the locals to avoid detection. Unfortunately, this meant he found a bunch of old Western movies online when looking up style inspiration, and decided that this was probably the best look to go for since all these movies were filmed in Nevada, so surely this would be familiar to people, right? (Wrong.) 
He’d be tough and wrinkly, but give those precious old man smiles with big twinkling eyes that shine so brightly against his old weathered skin, and that alone would get him get out of trouble with the authorities-- Or helps him get the others out of trouble. He would play the “I’m just an old person, what do you want from me” card and he would succeed. Then he’d turn around and get mad that everyone treats him like he’s old, lmao.
Arcee - Tori Amos: Late 1990s/2000s Casual 
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Arcee would go for 20s-30s in terms of age, motorcyclist, we already see this on screen every now and then. I think they would estimate for approximate human age relative to one another’s Cybertronian age, so this works as Arcee seems to be younger than the rest. 
I picture her outside of her motorcycle gear in a very late 90s/early 2000s style look, casual but stylish. It would throw people off because she’s so much mature than what people might assume, which gives her an edge in conversation.
Her cover story could be that she’s Jack’s cousin, or maybe a friend of his mom’s, depending on what the mission/situation is. Could also possibly say that she’s one of Jack’s co-workers if need be. She’d probably redesign her holoform to have red hair just to troll Jack (the classmate he has a crush on is a redhead). 
Bulkhead - Mark Sagato + 1990s Alt Rock Gear 
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I can easily picture Bulkhead’s holoform looking similar to Mark Sagato, pictured above, who is a former Sumo wrestler and a film actor. 
He’d be rocking a green cargo jacket layered with a plaid flannel shirt over a plain white tee or a band t-shirt and blue jeans with black steel toe boots, possibly with a workman’s tool belt. His cover story could be that he’s Miko’s uncle visiting from Japan! 
I imagine a very casual 90s alternative rock meets almost-lumberjack look for him, to match Miko a bit. He’d probably have some ribbon wristbands from live shows/gigs up his arm, because Miko would absolutely encourage accessorising.
Wheeljack - Billy Idol + Specifically Grunge Punk 
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Wheeljack would be every single old school dude in the grunge punk scene that I’ve ever met. He’d look like an older Billy Idol, but only if you imagine what that would look like, not like, the actually currently old Billy Idol. 
Older guy, skinny but tough, jean jacket covered in patches and buttons and pins, black jeans held together with random string sewn in like embroidery thread, a pair of Converse so old that they might be from the 70s original line. Grey bandana also covered in pins around his head and another around his neck. He would also have ribbon wristbands from shows, courtesy of Miko’s style advice.
Bumblebee - Fred Olande: 1995 Was a Great Year for Skateboarding
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Bumblebee would be a young guy, maybe even late teens/early 20s, massively baggy yellow hoodie with a black jean vest over the top like a lot of young guys wore in the 90s back when I wasn’t a dinosaur myself. Jeans that are pale from being worn/washed too many times, threadbare around the knees, wearing some kind of skateboarding shoe. I imagine him wearing a beanie as well. Every pocket is full of graffiti pens for the skatepark and his phone screen is cracked.
Raf would help him with his holoform details, and I can picture him basing his look off of some of Raf’s family photos, so he’d definitely be Mexican/Latinx. His cover story could be that he’s Raf’s cousin visiting from a border town or Mexico, and his excuse for not speaking would simply be that he doesn’t know that much English, so that would work out perfectly.
Smokescreen - 1970s/1980s Sports Gear Forever 
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Smokescreen would inevitably try to go for a 1970s/80s movie inspired sporty look, and would probably look to be about in his late teens/early 20s.
Think classic white Nikes, very sporty 80s style with a white and blue puffy jacket (or sweat shirt) and red fabric wristbands. If anyone has a mullet or a feathered hair style, it’s gonna be Smokescreen. His tank top is Adidas, and his sweatpants are also Adidas.
Unfortunately, he then discovers that shorts exist, and cycles between the classic Butterick patterns above, depending on the mission/who he is trying to impress that day. 
(I won’t lie, I did the shorts over sweatpants thing well into the 90s. Yes, I was made fun of.) 
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quarantineroulette · 3 years
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The True Grit of Mark Lanegan’s Sing Backwards and Weep
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Mark Lanegan’s 2020 memoir, Sing Backwards and Weep, is possibly the easiest hard read I’ve ever read. A warts and all - sometimes literally, like when he recounts freeze-burning warts off his privates in a Seattle health clinic - approach to the rock bio, it goes deep into the shadow world of drug addiction with few traces of light. Sing Backwards and Weep is also, and pardon the pun, an addictive read and I found it hard to resist Lanegan’s many misadventures, no matter how dire they became (and boy do things get harrowing!). 
This has as much to do with Lanegan’s knack for storytelling as it does the actual content of the book. My interest in grunge doesn’t extend much beyond my general fascination with trends of the ‘90s, but I still loved reading of Lanegan’s many encounters with some of the genres greatest personalities. In terms of his own history within the genre, Lanegan refrains from giving making of stories much of the spotlight, not surprising considering his outspoken dissatisfaction with pretty much everything surrounding his own grunge band, Screaming Trees. That said, I do wish Lanegan had imparted a few words on how he developed his velvet rasp singing style, especially given how well-loved a vocalist he is. 
Lanegan is masterful at humanizing the people in his life, and very few of the major bandmates, peers and enemies he writes about come across as two dimensional. I found myself feeling a great reverence for the same people he did and a disgust for those he didn’t (looking at you, Al Jourgensen). It’s quite a feat to pull this off when discussing someone who has been as deified as Kurt Cobain, but Lanegan brings the same realism to this friend as any other, especially in this passage about turning down appearing with Nirvana for the band’s legendary MTV Unplugged performance:     
“He was always looking for ways to shine light on my talents and lift me up, but his ideas often struck me as slightly embarrassing, inappropriate charity, if you will. It just felt weird to me as a relatively unknown singer to come out and do a song with the biggest band in the world during a taping of what was a very popular show.”
This trend of turning Big Things down leads to some of the most low-key depressing moments in the book, such as when Lanegan ghosts on an offer from David O. Russell to have his solo songs provide a crucial soundtrack to the mega-director’s debut, Spanking the Monkey. It was more convenient for Lanegan to stay in the 10 block radius of his Seattle apartment and shoot heroin, so why bother? 
This surrendering to narcotics only worsens as the book progresses and includes graphic withdrawals, desperate scores in hellish weather conditions, beating bait and switch dealers to a pulp, and ultimately homelessness. This is about as far from heroin chic as one can get, and it’s pretty miraculous that Lanegan is still with us today, although his portrayal of himself as a rough dude from a shitkicker town provides some elucidation as to why and how. 
Sing Backwards and Weep may be gritty, but Lanegan’s eloquence imbues even some of the most dismal situations with a kind of poetry. Following an incident that involves inadvertently having sex on fiberglass, Lanegan sums it up with the grimly elegant, “That was my life in a nutshell: a stolen moment of desperate pleasure, an assful of tiny daggers, then an eternity of agony.” Some rock memoirs revel in hedonism and dismal situations just as much as in moments of glory. In Sing Backwards and Weep, even flashes of pleasure are undercut with assfuls of fiberglass and genital warts. It’s not always pretty, but there’s something irresistible about it nonetheless. 
Rating: Would quarantine with again. 
*We watched Spanking the Monkey recently and it features lots of great Morphine songs instead of Lanegan solo and one scene features a nice shout-out by way of a Mark Lanegan poster on Jeremy Davies’ bedroom wall. So recommending this as well. 
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soulvomit · 4 years
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I'm thinking about my friends that I had between 18-22. It was the brief time in my life when my friends weren't mostly nerds/geeks.
We'd moved to a beach neighborhood, and I left my world of nerds/geeks and hyperconformist square kids. I was working at the mall. I went to a local community college. I hung out on the beach. Suddenly, I was making friends away from the BBS.
They made a joke of everything, it was sophomoric, but rarely actually *mean.* My particular group was generally very liberal, and generally had rules around what was ok to make fun of, eventually you were going to snark at something that wasn't cool to snark at, and your friends would stare at you, and you'd have to awkwardly pretend it never happened, and file the thing away for later under "things you can't joke about." Or sometimes one of us remarked "dude that was kinda racist." Or "whoa not cool."
Much of it was about laughing to not cry, to not yell. You can't express your rage, frustration, or anger. Everyone around you is telling you how good you have it. We won the Cold War or something. There's a recession but so many middle class professional parents just don't seem aware of it. What do you do if you're any average 18 year old?
You're being shamed for a situation of mediocrity that isn't your fault, no one believes you, and you can do nothing but make the best of it. Maybe you were a gifted kid, or a nerd, but it doesn't matter *now.* Now you're in a community college and the same shit job with people from different walks of life... or maybe you just work a couple of shit jobs... and you find your coworkers are, as you would put it, good dudes. And you have your shitty job, music, and weed in common and until you figure it out, that'll get you by.
The sophomoric jokes blow off steam between coworkers. Those of us who moved out found ourselves living wildly unstable lives that our parents couldn't have anticipated, we felt like we were always just a blink away from being homeless. So there was an element of dark humor.
A lot of stuff in my group was... smart kids who were being deliberately "stupid." It was radical in its own non-political way. It was... actually kind of liberating? Suddenly it was okay to wear holey clothes and make jokes about toothpaste.
Many of us were trying to like pop culture stuff that we hadn't been allowed to access by our hyperconformist upbringing. Making a big deal out of appreciating simple things. This is the crowd that encouraged me to play music, to be an artist (which I didn't get from my nerd/geeks, who tended to be rather classist and snobbish; they were critical of everyone, and artists were only really rewarded for making geek content). This is the crowd that got me into listening to underground music and music from different cultures.
It wasn't okay to actually have real opinions, and we grew up in a world that was still being shaped by Boomers and still had a lot of traditionalist Silent authority figures.
But... it was okay to make fun of people, if you made fun of the *right* people - the authority figures themselves.
The early 90s is when social spaces stopped making me feel singled out (and maybe it was also hitting alternative culture based young adulthood after being a teen nerd/geek who met all of their friends in BBSs and user groups).
These dudes were often even kinda nerdy in their own way, but they'd found counterculture spaces instead of gaming or computer spaces. They were well rounded and their construction of gender left a lot of room to breathe, because thrift store/surplus store chic was the new thing, grunge was kind of a universal androgynous uniform anyway, and all in all the culture space I was in, was hugely anti-fashion.
They were about quality of life. They worked jobs but also liked having hobbies or skills, and liked spending time with friends. And they liked weed, whereas the square kids I knew were either total teetotalers or they were into coke and heavy drinking. By the way, I got a couple of my "dude" friends (and one dudette) into BBSing and gaming. I'm still good friends with a few.
I still hung out online. But now instead of hanging out online, I was hanging out on the beach and passing a joint, or playing guitar or bongos at a party, or going on a road trip.
None of us were analyzing each other or focused on each other at all. None of us were trying to change each other, or even get anything from each other (whereas nerd friendship could be passionately fraught and codependent).
We were focused on things around us. We talked about the news and stuff in real life. They were smart kids who'd been voracious readers, who were now stuck in retail jobs, whose deeply disappointed parents were middle class. We were in a world where things were happening and we talked about it. But you had to be there, to know anything substantial was being discussed.
A lot of times it was 18-22 year olds who are already traumatized by the real world, most of us have been navigating the world and making our own decisions and fucking and working and maybe driving for years already (and a couple of those friends got married in their early 20s, too). We were half teen and half adult but no less than half of each. Getting each other sometimes meant nodding at each other behind a mall store cash register, or getting the same stupid jokes.
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smokeybrand · 4 years
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A Pox On Both Your Houses
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I'm a really big fan of Shakespearean content, particularly Hamlet, The Tempest, MacBeth, and Othello, but i also thoroughly enjoy modern adaptions of that work. One that i particularly enjoy is the 96 version of Romeo + Juliet staring Leonardo DiCaprio and Claire Danes, but definitely not because of the play it's based on. I actually really hate Romeo and Juliet. It's dumb ass f*ck, a little creepy, and should not be exalted anywhere near it's standing. Sh*t is poorly written, poorly scripted, and actually pretty trash in comparison to Shakespeare's other work. So why do i like this incredibly campy, incredibly 90s, spin on a story i think is absolute buttmud? Three reasons; Lovefool, Tybalt, and that brilliant aesthetic.
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Lovefool is one of the dopest songs i have ever heard in my entire life, from a band who's sound ain't even that. Like, The Cardigans make music that sound closer to Hole than Fankie Valli but Lovefool can definitely be mistaken for Doo Wop and, as a black kid raised by black folks, you develop a love for that sh*t early on. The second i first heard that record over the radio, i was hooked. It's so kind and melodic, sh*t earwigs on you hard. It has the same energy as Can't Take My Eyes Off You, another favorite, but closer to the Lauryn Hill Cover and not the Valli original. Hill's version actually released two years after Lovefool dropped so maybe she heard the same thing i did Who knows? Dope song is dope.
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John Leguizamo's the best thing about this entire f*cking movie. His Tybalt is the physical embodiment of this whole ass film. Campy ass sh*t, colorful as f*ck, completely over-the-top, with a level of aloof snarkiness you can't help but reward with the most sincere of chef kisses. Dude steals every scene he's in but that introduction at the gas station? That sh*t was one of the best establishing presences ever captured to film. The zoom on the cat heeled boots, the tiny ass cigarette, that swaggery ass smirk; all of it made for a ridiculously infusion of pure, charismatic, energy and immediately caught my attention. All credit to Leguizamo on that sh*t because Tybalt, while one of the catalyst for the entire plots of this narrative, is literally just a plot device, Dude has, like four lines, and then dies. Even so, the motherf*cking Prince of Cats makes an impression that has lasted with me for decades.
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This movie is f*cking gorgeous. It feels grungy, like it's shot through a Tarantino filter and then washed out in some, makeshift heroine chic, grunge pop, tint. I f*cking love all of the catholic imagery that permeates this film. From all of the establishing shots of this modern Verona that hearkens back to Buenos Aires and their statue of Jesus the Redeemer, to all of the candles on Juliet's deathbed, or the fact that all of the pistols are referred to as Swords; It's all very imaginative and i dig that level of creativity. This film is a whole ass vibe that captured that sweaty, grimy ass, 90s energy, perfectly.
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I cannot stress enough how much i hate Romeo and Juliet but this film, through seer dopeness, overcame my prejudice to become one my favorite movie going experiences. It introduced me to one of my all-time favorite records, it me see a side of John Leguizamo that i didn't think he had in him at the time, and blessed me with a distinct look and feel that stands up to this day. I've literal seen every adaption of this f*cking play, or the vast majority, because i went to school in the US and, for some goddamn reason, its considered required reading. I hated every single one of them until we got to this one. Those three days we spent watching this thing in high school english class, were some of the best. Romeo + Juliet is one of the best adaptions of Shakespeare i have ever seen and more people should be talking about it out loud. Also, Mercutio was dope, too.
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