03/11/2010 § Leave a comment
hm, i haven’t been here in a while. i’ve withdrawn into myself a little bit i think. though the social obligations are still there, always there. but if i could look like emmanuelle alt in balmain on a cold day in paris, i wouldn’t mind so much. ps balmain, i like this jacket more than anything else you’ve made.
garance / sart / j&j
02/13/2010 § 1 Comment
stills i captured of alexander wang a/w 2010 courtesy of SHOWstudio.
02/11/2010 § Leave a comment
(oyster dress, alexander mcqueen, 2003)
heartbreakingly beautiful, delicately masterful, a fearless visionary, his soul touched me. it was as if he were not truly made for this world, and yet loved it enough to upturn, examine, and challenge every part of it. thank you.
“THERE ARE NO RULES.”
alexander mcqueen (1969-2010)
02/06/2010 § 2 Comments
01/31/2010 § 1 Comment
chanced upon the housing works thrift shop‘s crazy red tag sale last weekend, and while sharing mirrors trying on fur coats, made friends with a teeny tiny older lady who i swear looked like the live reincarnation of maude (of the 1971 “harold and maude” classic, props if you’ve seen it).
was so tickled by the twinkle in her eye and her uncanny maude-like energy we ended up spending the afternoon together. she was so cute, i won’t forget her for a good long time. together we decided i should take the fake fur-collared long coat (pictured above), the very first item i had tried on that day and the one item in the store without a red tag.
funny that i came out of the store looking not unlike harold. another reason why it’s clear to me the two of us were meant to meet that golden new york afternoon.
maude: i should like to change into a sunflower most of all. they’re so tall and simple. what flower would you like to be?
harold: i don’t know. one of these, maybe.
maude: why do you say that?
harold: because they’re all alike.
maude: oooh, but they’re *not*. look. see, some are smaller, some are fatter, some grow to the left, some to the right, some even have lost some petals. all *kinds* of observable differences. you see, harold, i feel that much of the world’s sorrow comes from people who are *this* [she points to a daisy],yet allow themselves be treated as *that*. [she gestures to a field of daisies]
HAROLD & MAUDE (1971)
12/20/2009 § 4 Comments
maybe i would understand the world a lot better through these glasses.