Sunday, July 27, 2008

Miss You - The Concretes



Dear Lovely/Amazing Readers,

I won't be around this week for two seriously good reasons. A producing gig (which could potentially turn into something amazing with proper funding). And a shoot with one of the most influential figures on the planet. (I can't tell you anymore because I'm forced to sign a confidentiality agreement. . . but the picture above is a HUGE hint). Needless to say, I'm jittery with excitement. It's going to be a big week for me. xoxo

-Me

PS- I miss you guys when I'm away. That probably makes me a big dork. Nothing you didn't already know.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Moments Have You - John Frusciante








One man's trash dumpster (or skip) is another man's garden, park, living room, skateboard ramp, pool. . .

Things I Don't Know - Wolf Parade



I know, I know, I know, I know, I'm suppose to go with the fashion stream and declare this V magazine cover to be brilliant, amazing, gorgeous, whatever. But really I think it's awful. Trashy looking is trashy looking (even if you're Gisele). Yeah, she's got a nice butt, but I still fail to see what was so necessary about these over-the-top holey denim outfits. I'm not a prude, I'm nowhere near conservative, I try and see the art in everything. . . but this, I don't get. Explain? Anyone?


On a light hearted note, I had to include this photo of this poor, unfortunate soul, who gets paid to touch Gisele's butt. Life is tough, eh buddy?

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Feeling Good - Nina Simone















"Fish in the sea,
you know how I feel,
river running free,
you know how I feel,
blossom on the tree,
you know how I feel,
it's a new dawn,
it's a new day,
it's a new life,
for (heartbreaking note) me
and I'm feeling good".

Blazer - H&M ($10, missing a button)
Shirt - Splendid
Shorts - Thrift, baby
Shoes - Sam Edelman

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Collarbone - Fujiya and Miyagi





Finally, a chilly day.


Blouse - Stella McCartney
Trousers - A.P.C.
Bag - Permanent Vacation
Shoes - Dolce Vita

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Always Be There - Basement Jaxx (I liked this song when I was 16 and visiting London)



Summer I love you, but you're bringing me down.

Work is slow. I don't see myself going on vacation. I am very uninspired (my outfits consist of tanks and shorts).

Nothing a trip to Dover Street Market can't fix. I never got the chance to visit the store in person but their comprehensive website is so detailed oriented, I feel as if I'm breathing London in. Of course they carry tons of Comme Des Garcons (Rei KAWAKUBO's influence as concept director, might have had some pull in that direction). I love my green wallet so much, that I have decided that my next wallet will be from Comme Des Garcons too. I've got my eye on the orange. . . but that could change. I really should have kept the blue one which I also received for Christmas.




Dover Street Market carries the Comme Des Garcons perfume line, "Leaves". When I use to wear "Calamus", I always got comments about my unusual fragrance. It's very unusual indeed. I know that calamus is an actual plant (pictured above), but to me, the perfume smells of the leaves of a tomato plant. Leafy, green and fresh.








I've never been a die hard Ferragamo fan (I always find vintage Ferragamos at Salvation Army). . . but their selection looks inviting to the point where I could see myself trying on all of them!



The Tom Binns jewelry caught my eye. I'm on a huge chunky jewelry kick these days, since my outfits are so limited and plain.



Hussein Chalayan's clothes always awe me. . . and I love the way the pieces look so neatly arrange in this minimal setting.



No, I don't get the covered faces either. But the draping that Junya Watanabe provides is a fashion aphrodisiac to me (in a former life, I like to think that perhaps I was an art teacher).



The Yves St. Laurent display seems inviting and warm. I think that's what I like most about Dover Street Market. All the displays are so inviting and fun, I can see how anyone would want to spend hours in this shop, just oohing and ahhing.





And finally. . .any amazing store worth their salt has a cafe where you can ditch your grumpy boyfriend or friend who simply doesn't get "what all the fuss is about".

Doesn't the food look amazing? Or am I just hankering for a late night snack?

(Photos: Dover Street Market and Wikipedia )

Monday, July 21, 2008

D.A.N.C.E. - Justice (my soundtrack from last summer)



I have a friend who thinks ballet is really hot.
All I have to do is mention that I'm running out the door for ballet and I can literally feel him thinking all sorts of naughty thoughts. I put out his fire by reminding him that I look like Billy Elliot and my feet smell.

But there's are a boat load of preconceived notions about ballet.

A. It's prissy and anyone can do it.
Truth: Making it look effortless is what the advanced dancers do too well. Anyone can hop around like an idiot but keeping it pretty and being in complete control requires strength, balance and focus.

B. Ballet gear is hot.
Truth: On the contrary. . . there's a lot of ballet gear that really doesn't look so "hot". As a matter of fact, with most ballet inspired clothing in stores (cough, cough, American Apparel). . . I find myself thinking "How would one dance in that? There's no support!"
I know I'm being too literal, but just sayin'. . .



Right now, I'm in the market for a pair of knitted warm ups, like the ones above. I think they are a bit ridiculous looking. . . but they keep your legs warm and they breathe so it's a necessary evil. I'm still trying to decide whether or not to do basic black or something more obnoxious. (Smug grin is included with your purchase at no extra charge).



I also like this more expensive pair. Maybe I'll just go to town. I haven't bought myself anything ballet related all year except new shoes.

But while I'm on the path to keeping it real, let's look at some other warm ups, shall we?

Now these are hot. . .

. . . in a literal sense of the word. They're meant to help you warm up quickly but some people like them because they help you to sweat out water weight around the thigh and tummy area. Seems a bit redundant to me, but I could see myself buying some for the winter. And if ever you are so into your grande allegro that you just can't sneak out the door towards the bathroom. . .



Knitted baby suit anyone? I'm sure this thing has many practical purposes, I just don't see myself buying one anytime soon. I know you should never say never, but I'm gonna call "never" on this one.

And how about the men.
I know men ballet dancers are a split 50/50 thing with the ladies. Some girls love it, some girls think it's ridiculous. To me, a guy can have a horrible face/whatever, but if he's got a nice behind and dances well, suddenly I'm mesmerized. . . unless he's dancing in this. . .

. . . I can't be the only person that looks at this and thinks "that is just so unnecessary"?

So who wants to take a dance class with me?

(Photos: Dance X.com )

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Adante (very calm), Appalachian Spring - Aaron Copeland


Sorry I've been lax on the postings. It's too hot to do anything right now. If you can avoid visiting DC in July, I would. Instead of thinking about wearing clothes creatively, I'm thinking about when I can next take them off.

Accomplishments:

- working this week (yay!)
- attending ballet three days a week even though putting tights in this weather is a twenty minute affair (lots of hemming, hawing, sighing and crying "I can't do this").
- making a dress in two hours.



No outfit photos this time. My friend Monica took the only ones and she gets no points for her photo skills. But she does get points for her sweet little bachelorette pad, which has quickly become our post-ballet hangout. We drink iced drinks, try on her pointe shoes and talk about boys!



I love her "no bookcase" rule. She thinks bookcases are ugly and unnecessary. I might agree with her completely if I didn't like my Expedit bookcase just so very much. It's not flashy but it's purposeful and the more I envision moving into a studio space, the more content I'll be, using my Expedit as a room divider.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Serafinijungelenremix - Jaga Jazzist



This morning after perusing Facehunter , I thought:

Maybe I should get that red-orange jacket which I can't stop thinking about.



(Photos: Facehunter and Karmaloop )

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Daddy's Car - The Cardigans



Ask anyone who knows me and they will tell you with little to no hesitation that I am a "Daddy's Girl". Dad and I have that special bond where most of the time he's the cream in my coffee and occasionally the oil to my vinegar. He doesn't always have the best plan, but often I just go along with it either way. Meaning I help with the upkeep of the vintage 1965 Mercedes which has always been a hot topic in our family.

"He should sell that money sucking relic"
"You're driving the Mercedes to work? Hope it doesn't rain in case you're waiting for a tow truck"
"That darn car is in the shop again".

But when I ride in it, sometimes I understand. . . some things are just magic. And occasionally I even dress the part, with 50's inspired plaids. My most recent favourite thrift buy is this pink oxford shirt. Like Papa and his car, I understand that sometimes the best things are simply vintage.


Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Shot In The Dark - RJD2


While I'm hating on Target , I must say. . .Target recently shot in the dark and missed horribly. What about this constitutes a kimono dress? This is from their current Go Collection, which is now in stores titled "New, Next, Now". . . (my additions). . No, Never.

Let's forget about this and march forward with Richard Chai, shall we? They should just pull it all from the racks and issue a press release which simply says:

"JUST KIDDING!"

Monday, July 14, 2008

Time Bomb - The Format


I woke up on the wrong side of the bed yesterday. See how amused I look? Yesterday's outfit is called "You Get What You Pay For".

I pride myself on mixing hi low like a self proclaimed genius (which of course is saying a lot. . . self proclamation is the highest order of awesomeness). But, I do love a menagerie of brands and labels. . .









- my wrinkled as hell, homemade high waisted skirt (which I will teach you all how to make eventually. . .it's pretty easy)
- a white tank (Old Navy I think)
- the new necklace
- Chie Mihara shoes
- and a $9.00 marked down Target sweater

As I was galloping towards the door like a wild horse, eager to get out of the house (late, as usual), I fumbled with the button on my sweater. . .and like that, my button fell into my hand. Which made me stomp my feet and swear. . . half child, half sailor. I was running too late to do anything but chuck it on my dresser. But really Target . . . thanks for that. (Oh and I'm already losing some little charms on my new necklace). Let's hope today is better.

Gimmi Gimmi - Tosca



I love shoes so much, I get joy from other people's shoe buys. Peas loves her red, Nine West shoes and so I bought the black for my sister as a belated birthday present. I tried on both, but they made my size 10 feet look ginormous. Sometimes what looks good on the goose looks awful on the gander.

Sun In My Mouth - Bjork



"Do you like them? Do they look familiar? That's because they're the ones Mum used to wear when we were children. Now you remember, don't you? She left them in Alabama years ago and I collected them last week. Perfectly preserved".

We love a recycled trend in this household.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

What You Want - My Bloody Valentine



I'm a fairly upright individual. I try to be honest, maybe to a fault. However when it comes to my self imposed "shopping bands", just know I am 100% full of shit. Because whenever I impose a shopping band, that is when everything I want becomes accessible. Never fails. Subversive for Target is now on sale. I haven't taken this necklace off all weekend.



Do you have a band which you love, but sometimes forget about for awhile, only to re-discover them every so often, like a soft, well worn sweater in the back of your closet? That's how I feel about My Bloody Valentine. I sometimes forget how much I love them. Their music. . . a soothing melee of sounds. Similar to how my necklace is an absolute melee of metal, to the point where it almost doesn't make sense. . . but it comes together in the most beautiful way. . . like My Bloody Valentine. Tell me about your well worn sweater band. . .

Friday, July 11, 2008

Broken Bridges - Cara Dillon



If this month had a title, it would be either:

"You Broke It, Are You Happy Now?"

So many broken things.

Not just my wayfarers, which met their unfortunate end thanks to my neighborhood's careless landscapers and their lawn mowers.

At least the trend is almost dead.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Flynn - Ratatat







To save myself the pain of longing and wanting, I outlaw certain sites when I know there are sales. I have spent all the money I can spend this month on birthday presents for my older sister and Jamesy. Any personal apparel purchases for me can only come from Salvation Army until my next job. Which is why Built By Wendy has been strictly outlawed (after one teensy, tiny peek). But you, my dears. . . you can shop. And I can live vicariously through you. So if you buy anything, do tell. Please.