Wednesday, June 25, 2008
In honor of my trip I post here a link to the Tel Aviv street style site The Streets Walker. Check out an exciting sampling of what I'm in for:
Thou shalt covet that bracelet.
l'chaim! I'm leaving on a jet plane. See ya.
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
If you can pull one of these off without making people think of footie pajamas or mechanics, you've really got something. I'm still studying for the test, so these pics are my cheat sheet. Keep your eyes out for my coveralls coming soon. Summa cum Laude baby.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I don't want to like this song. Really. I heard it for the first time at that nexus of chaos and disposable fashion sometimes called Forever 21, so it will always be linked to my shopping agita. But the striped shirt? The crazy-dancing leopard lady? The ethereal light and heavy fake lashes? The video sells it to me. Oo ooooooo oo. Oo oooooo oo.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
I know, I know. There is barely any color there to go in search of, but it's been weeks and I'm still combing the aisles of Duane Reade hoping it will pop up. Something about the baby-coral-pink-oranginess of it makes me flutter. And the giant ring makes me happy too.
On another Times note, check out the red hot nerd porn they published today:
His suspenders are down around his elbows. Hhhhhhhot!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
You've got to give it to her. She could be the third Olsen sister, only with the ability to smile. I've got nothing but love for you Cookie.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
These houses were featured in a slide show on Elle's website. They look like they were built of old wood and spit. I'd live in them if I ever went hermit on your asses:
This one was built by a Russian outlaw. He never finished it because he was locked up for a third time. Snow capped roof peaks?
I'd ski them.
And this one would be perfect for the couple who has a ground phobia:
This proves that exists.
And here is a taste of where I actually live:
That's my mirrored mantle homage to Avedon. And my clothing. Sweet dreams.