Wednesday, 14 September 2011
Sunday, 11 September 2011
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Dear High School:
Please take me back.
I realize now that I may have wasted 1460 glorious days of reckless abandon and glorious obliviousness hiding behind a wall of shyness. Trying to fit in is tough! If you do, I promise to:
a) never three-way call a girl and get her to talk shit about the other girl listening in
b) do mushrooms at every pit party so I have funnier drug memories to draw on than barfing up T-3's and Mike's Hard Lemonade
c) pay attention in class instead of imagining stepping off the bus each morning to find J.G. + J.R. 4 EVER graffiteed ten feet tall on the outside of the school, declaring J.G.'s undeniable devotion to your truly. The daydream usually ended in us either making out against the goalpost on the soccer field or in a study carrel at the back of the library, depending on what after-school activities I had later that day.
Signed,
J.R.
(For a daily dose of high school goodness, go to Rookie Mag, by the ever cool Tavi and friends)
Please take me back.
I realize now that I may have wasted 1460 glorious days of reckless abandon and glorious obliviousness hiding behind a wall of shyness. Trying to fit in is tough! If you do, I promise to:
a) never three-way call a girl and get her to talk shit about the other girl listening in
b) do mushrooms at every pit party so I have funnier drug memories to draw on than barfing up T-3's and Mike's Hard Lemonade
c) pay attention in class instead of imagining stepping off the bus each morning to find J.G. + J.R. 4 EVER graffiteed ten feet tall on the outside of the school, declaring J.G.'s undeniable devotion to your truly. The daydream usually ended in us either making out against the goalpost on the soccer field or in a study carrel at the back of the library, depending on what after-school activities I had later that day.
Signed,
J.R.
(For a daily dose of high school goodness, go to Rookie Mag, by the ever cool Tavi and friends)
Monday, 5 September 2011
Pointer Sisters
The Pointer Sisters have been on my record player non-stop - their combination of jazz, soul and be bop has the power to turn after hours drinks in the attic to a frenetic dance party in a heartbeat.
Whilst satisfying my obsession I noticed that not only do they rule on my stereo, but their choices in adornment seem to mirror the major trends happening right now - it may be one of those "chicken or the egg" scenarios, but they look amazing at every turn regardless! Let me take you on a walk through the 70's and 80's with my favorite sisters (next to The Scissor Sisters, Russell Sisters, and Travelling Sisterhood of the Ya-Ya Pants)
Whilst satisfying my obsession I noticed that not only do they rule on my stereo, but their choices in adornment seem to mirror the major trends happening right now - it may be one of those "chicken or the egg" scenarios, but they look amazing at every turn regardless! Let me take you on a walk through the 70's and 80's with my favorite sisters (next to The Scissor Sisters, Russell Sisters, and Travelling Sisterhood of the Ya-Ya Pants)
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| This is the mother of 'hobo chic' ! It should consist of second hand clothing in a drab palette and be put together in loose and useless layers. And check out the foresight on gladiator sandals (will they ever die?) |
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| Did you know these babes won a Grammy For Best Country Performance in 1975? Here they are looking decidedly unbumpkin. I love this photo. |
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| Balmain and Gucci were definitely paying attention to the Sisters. Check out the dramatically padded shoulders and cinched waists giving power-suit sex appeal of these babes. |
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| Miu Miu Fall 2011 |
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| I can only assume Miuccia Prada has been listening to the same album rotation as me - he used the 40's to inspire the dresses, sunglasses and shoes of his Fall 2011 collection. Actually, when the Pointer Sisters signed their first record deal in the early 70's they collected thrifted 1940's dresses to use as costumes. They did this as a remembrance of their poverty-stricken childhood and to avoid looking like clones pumped out of the pop music machine. Recreating outfits from second hand became part of their signature style. |
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| Bell bottoms, trench coats, blouses and suede. It's like it's happening...like right now. |
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| Chloe Fall/Winter 2011 via Fashionvibe |
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| Disco. |
Thursday, 1 September 2011
Meet me at The Max
Labour Day weekend always brings that rush of back to school excitement tinged with a slight disappointment that summer is, indeed, over and that no, you didn't:
- spend afternoons frolicking in a meadow
- fall madly in love with a Spanish exchange student
- clean out your car
Luckily, I am a zillion years old and get to experience BTS (as it's known in the 'biz...go ahead, punch me) as an amused observer. I hear all about the insane professors, keg parties, "crunch time" (which is not breakfast, as I had assumed, but the two weeks before exams when every essay, project and presentation culminate in an acne-inducing stress bomb). I get to ruminate on whose roomies are rooming together, and wonder why workout wear suddenly passes as an outfit.
Since I am not joining the ranks of fresh-faced pupils this year and have spawned no evil offspring, here's for you, Faithful Reader, a quick list of must-haves for back to school.
- spend afternoons frolicking in a meadow
- fall madly in love with a Spanish exchange student
- clean out your car
Luckily, I am a zillion years old and get to experience BTS (as it's known in the 'biz...go ahead, punch me) as an amused observer. I hear all about the insane professors, keg parties, "crunch time" (which is not breakfast, as I had assumed, but the two weeks before exams when every essay, project and presentation culminate in an acne-inducing stress bomb). I get to ruminate on whose roomies are rooming together, and wonder why workout wear suddenly passes as an outfit.
Since I am not joining the ranks of fresh-faced pupils this year and have spawned no evil offspring, here's for you, Faithful Reader, a quick list of must-haves for back to school.
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| Timberlands. Maybe it's because B.R. is recording rap battles again, but I'm all over these babies. Waterproof and sort of mean looking. |
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| Pick it up on vinyl. You'll need it for all-hands-on-deck pot-fueled housecleaning. |
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| It'll cure what ails ye. |
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| Scrubs away the shame and regret of a thousand Retro Nights |
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| Herschel Survey. Fits the obligatory MacBook, unopened textbooks, and weeks of laundry. |
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| There, now you can cover up your LuLu Lemons in a fashionable way, and stay cozy in lecture! NOW you look smart :) |
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| If a disrespectful roommate is grossing you out with her afternoon delight, pop this on and you'll be laughing louder than the bedsprings! Extra bonus: her date will think you're laughing at his pathetic attempt at lovemaking and hopefully never return. |
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| Every student house has an adopted mangy cat. This one will love you matter how many macroeconomics classes you missed. |
Sunday, 28 August 2011
The One
I will be utilizing this little piece of layering heaven in every outfit for the next 8 months.
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| Honeycomb ring, Karolina Bik |
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| RVCA Fade To Grey dress |
Monday, 25 July 2011
Murders & Executions
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| Vans X Hellz Bellz Bailey Buckle boot - I ordered these hot little bitches as soon as I could! Can't wait to wear them with....everything, really. |
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Holy Trinity
Tim Walker shot Agnyss Deyn for the May 2011 Vogue UK. The result is white-hot sexy yet ethereal, and it makes me want a leopard.
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Wednesday, 22 June 2011
When Only A Stud Will Do
When rain tries to ruin my day off, I like to cope with a little something called 'retail therapy'. I found a ton of great shit downtown today, from puppy-related birthday gifts for my boss to an amazing studded bustier all from Sympathy For the Rebel. Not shown (due to the inherent crappiness of all IPhone photos) is a banana yellow Snoopy tee-shirt dress that slurs seductively "Wang wang de shen ri", a dvd copy of 'Notes on a Scandal' and a kilo of espresso beans.
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| Be still, my heart |
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| To answer your question, no; my apartment does not come with a stripper pole. |
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| Bottoms up, bitches. |
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