Monday, January 31, 2011
Ugh. I have been such a slug this week and I'm blaming it on the snow dump. (Heh, heh snow dump. Like a snow poo). But last week, I was full of that get-up-and-go spirit which visits me so rarely during these harsh winter months. It probably had something to do with the fact that I went snowboarding. I love snowboarding even though I'm still learning the basics.
If money were no option and I weren't such a novice, I would buy this lovely Roxy board. It's good encouragement to keep going with my beat up board. The reward at the finish line (a better board). I could buy this, but showing up on the slopes with a fancy board and not knowing how to operate it properly is the equivalent of coming to ballet class with pointe shoes even though you can barely touch your toes.
You'll look like an asshole.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
So this is one of those wonderfully frivolous projects I've been wanting to take on for a long time. Behold! A cabinet to hold my shoes. Feel free to judge the quantity of my collection because this cabinet only holds a sampling. But, it's purpose is to display the prettiest ones (which means only heels because I wear a size 10 and the flats are far too long). I found it from one of those awesome little tucked away shops in Lucketts, Virginia called On A Whim.
Peas and I took one of our little road trips. I've found the key to staying sane during the winter is to get out and about. Preferably with your best friend at your side.
What do you guys think?
I am in the midst of reading a book about the Presidents. Lyndon Johnson was apparently a nasty piece of work. Drunk all the time and occasionally keen to strip off his clothes in front of anyone. On top of that, the man was so well endowed he earned himself the name "Bull Balls". That's probably why he was so particular about fit in the crotch. Enjoy this funny animated video of one of his phone calls to the Haggar company in regards to his special made trousers.
I'm particular about my pants as well. But I just prefer them to be bright. So sick of all the dull colors. When I saw these lovelies on Oh Joy, I made a mental note to get thee to Zara. Their clothes are cut so small I always feel like an ogre . . . but I'm hoping the green and the blue will suit me.
Monday, January 24, 2011
I wouldn't say that Prada is one of my most favorite brands. The clothing never seems to fall perfectly on me. But speaking of advertising only, they always nail it. The stripes, the Beautiful and the Damned hairdos and then of course the glorious shoes!
(Photos: from Rdujour who gets those ads up lightning fast each and every time)
Sunday, January 23, 2011
"Girl, you can wear some outfits", said my Father today, after giving me the nod of approval when I showed up to a job we worked on together.
"Thanks, Pa. I try", I replied.
My outfit went over well, the show, maybe not so much. Can't win them all, can you?
I'm trying to shop my closet more. Finding the pleasure in older pieces. With the exception of the coat and necklace, everything here is three years old or older.
Shirt - H&M (four years old)
Jacket - Rick Owens (three years old)
Coat - H&M
Jeans - Acne (five years old)
Boots - Aldo (SIX years old)
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Best Behavior is a consistent staple in my wardrobe (like Rick Owens, H&M and Vivienne Westwood). If I could only afford one of their pieces this spring, I'd put my money towards that green dress. They always pick the loveliest palettes.
Speaking of, I got a package of Best Behavior togs, the other day. I ran to my parents house full speed when my Mum called to tell me they had arrived. Can't wait to wear them to work.
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(An exert from a very personal email).
It iced here last night. Though ice is probably one of the most dangerous weather conditions to deal with, it's also one of the most beautiful and awe striking conditions in my eyes. I can stare at iced trees for hours. And I did just that today, outside my bedroom windows. Because it wasn't like, I was going to drive to work in that shit. Those trees remind me most of myself in the winter. An icy, hard, unpenetratable exterior. But under it all, life is there, waiting for the outside to melt. Now it's foggy and cold outside. But beautiful.
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Which one would you take? I'll go for authentic any day.
From age 14-18, my life in northern Virginia was a unmemorable blur of junk food eating, stress, longing and feelings of complete isolation. Thus, my teenage life didn't begin until I came across the wild bunch in France.
My older sister and I strolled the complex at night, aimlessly searching for someone to take an interest in us besides skeevy french men with less than honorable intentions. We came across a wall where they all sat, swigging sips of cheap wine from the bottle and trading cigarettes like currency. A man who was much too old to hang with such a crowd, played renditions of awful hits on his beat up guitar.
"You all speak English . . . ", I stated finding my own voice trailed off into the distance with intimidation.
"And you're American", replied one of the good looking, tan English guys.
Be still my beating heart.
Thus it began. From that point on, I spent the entire summer realizing how shamefully behind I felt. My fashion looked dated (yes dear friends these were the days before Topshop and H&M hit the US . . . but I quickly learned to do all my shopping from these shops on summer break). Yes, I had "snogged" a boy before but it had been a pinnacle of my year not the markings of a successful night out. Yes, my virginity was intact. But this was an exclusive club to which I was the president, vice president and it's only member (which wasn't a good thing). No, I don't get drunk often. "Okay well there was this one time when I drank too much wine with my dinner", I said trying painfully hard to relate. Take a swig of this? Okay. Wait, that burns like hell! Give me some water. Shit, that's tequila, you bastards. What's a "spliff"? Oh, that's a spliff. And suddenly the world went lopsided and hazey.
My life would never be the same. Whether it was wheeling a drunk friend home in a wheelie trash can, watching friends get into drunken brawls, starting sing-a-longs of Donovan's Mellow Yellow on a bus or getting thrown out of a club by our ears, my true education in being a rowdy teenager began at that point.
I guess that's why Skins USA is not at all believable to me. Because American teens don't behave that way. Maybe in the cities. But that's a big maybe. And sorry, but people don't call it "spliff" here either.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Nothing beats a good Jack Spade bag. I first became acquainted with the brand when I stumbled in to their store in NYC many years ago. I remember feeling bashful because it's clearly a man's store but yet I wanted every product I touched. Simple yet, efficient and nicely designed. Recently I've taken to carrying my high school backpack to jobs and ballet classes. I think a tote from Jack Spade will be a nice upgrade. One day, it'd be nice to have a boyfriend who share's my taste and maybe we'll even share a bag! It'll hang out by the door and we'll just grab it and go.
Everything on sale on the website is an additional 25% off until noon. Do it.
Looks like someone else does a few returns here and there from Net-A-Porter and the Outnet, though I must say, Eric is my favorite phone operator. He's like, "oh hello again Miss SoMuchtToCome, how are you today?" It's all about familiarity.
From: Model Burn Book)
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
So so nice, I'm buying it twice. This Rick Owens drape sweater is one of the few occasions where I think it's acceptable. My next one will be black though I really adore the ice blue color. It's soft and fleece but every time I put it on I feel glamorous but warm. Old Navy polar fleece it is not! The draping is perfect and it's long enough to a point where I can curl up on the couch, tuck my legs under and cover my entire body in it. It's like a snuggie that's actually attractive on the body!
Tank - Splendid
Cords - Anthropologie
Shoes - Madewell
Necklace - Wendy Brandes Woolf necklace
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
I love this song. It is one of my absolute favorites from 2010. I've listened to it almost too much. I love other things too. Like this room. Mostly because everything in it is accessible. The light is from IKEA. Butterfly chairs are always in abundance. A red chest of drawers wouldn't be a hard find.
I love this sofa because the kicky green is both cheerful and welcoming however it's size makes it just uncomfortable enough to discourage overnight crashers! I love when people stay over but only those that are dear enough to share my bed (friends and lovers). I won't make you coffee in the morning unless I love you.
(Top photo from Elle magazine . . . glad someone else scanned this in as I was too lazy. Sofa from South of Market)
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Saturday, January 8, 2011
There are a few collections by certain designers that always stand out in my mind. Jil Sander A/W 08 (the coats, the beautiful coats), Marni S/S06 (that dress), Christopher Kane S/S11 (dresses!) and Henry Holland's A/W 2010 is one of them. I get all excited over anything Pantone-looking and this one hit the target. Brilliant colors, cool cuts. I'm a woman of simple taste, but I know what I like. Not to mention the fact that Henry Holland is a barrel of laughs and I enjoy his twitter quips like none other.
I also asked his advice from the Men I Wish I Hadn't Slept With Gay of the Month ask-a-question column. I got a splendid answer too. I'll write about that one day.
But besides all that, these beautiful illustrations from brought back fluid memories of how much I loved that eye popping collection.
Tilda Swinton is a goddess in my book. I've never seen her in a bad role. (Now a bad movie? The Beach was questionable). I can't quite remember the first movie I saw her in but her face stayed with me. Turns out I'm not the only person that felt that way. In the last five or six years she's become quite the fashion favorite. Something about her is very ethereal and yet she's still seems so grounded, focused and a little stern in a school teacher sort of way. I love that wide legged pants look (by Pringle). It's probably better on waif like figures but I pull it off from time to time (with very tall heels). I also love this collage La Garconne did of her.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Do you have an ex you can laugh a lot with?
And don't say "I'm friends with all my exes", because that's most likely not true and if it is, you're a bit weird and other girls probably don't like you very much.
I think we all should be allowed one ex that you're allowed to laugh with whenever you see each other (in my case, we occasionally work together and no one at work knows so it's all a bit smiley and secretive). One ex that you can go out to dinner with because it's not a big deal and you can make fun of other exes also swappable with "lament about other exes with". And one ex where it's not awkward when you talk about what went wrong. I don't know how we manage to keep things cool but thank you boyfriend number five. I'll never be your future wife but you're much more amazing than you give yourself credit for.
(Photo: Le Love Blog)
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Thursday, January 6, 2011
Daria knows what's up.
Behold! The striped leggings. I personally love when I spend an entire season making fun of an item only to one day try it out and discover that it's amazing.
This is the first time I've worn leggings with no pants. And I only did it because this sweater's nice and long. Because lemme tell you ladies, these leggings while perfect they may be, also create a most perfect camel toe.
On the upside, I love the color scheme of the stripes and these little fancy knits are warmer than real pants. It's like wearing long underwear everywhere you go.
In the hair salon today (you likin' the little boy flaunteroy haircut? I know you do . . . ), stylists kept coming up to me marveling at my striped legs. Have you guys not been to H&M in the past three months? You're hair stylists, you're suppose to be cooler than me by default . . .
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Sometimes in the winter, it's hard.
It is hard to feel happy just because.
It's hard to feel warm.
It's hard to remember that things are always better in the summer.
It's hard to know that love will find you.
But you know what isn't hard? Seeing the beauty in this video.
(Source: Peas found it first)
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Sunday, January 2, 2011
You know how much I hate winter time dry skin. I whine about it all the time. Well I found the most perfect foot cream from Burt's Bees. Not a massive discovery as it's been around for a while, but I now swear by the Peppermint Foot Lotion. It is so so good and it keeps my feet moisturized all day long. Buy it. You won't regret it. Plus you can find it cheap online at Overstock.
Do you have a favorite Burt's Bees product? Tell me about it. I also love the Beeswax Lip Balm and Milk and Honey Body lotion . . .
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Saturday, January 1, 2011
Alright, alright, alright.
Today, I allowed myself the small decadence of drinking champagne through out the day. I cracked open the bottle while chatting with a friend in Berlin on Skype and it was all downhill from there. As a result I ended up drunkenly writing letters to CEOs of major corporation with praise and criticism. I always say if you're going to be a complainer, give a compliment or two when necessary. So that was the start to my proactive year. Writing letters about products.
(Photos: by Oliver Schwarzwald but found here here first).
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