Dear Nike
make me a mixtape
The covers for Flavorwire/Flavorpill's mixtapes are pretty pretty. The music is gooood too. Wish they came in hard copies!
last licks of summer
Sad to see it go now that the weather's been so freaking nice.
Photos from Contributor Magazine, by Linda Alfvegren.
this bed is on fire
Excuse the slow in posting, I've been lucky enough to be attending some New York Fashion Week shows for Refinery29. Photos of surroundings to follow after the crazy hectic week. Today I'm heading to Rebecca Minkoff, Araks, and Peter Jensen. yahoo! Wish my poor heel-hurtin' feet luck. Other than that it's a joy.
Yesterday, I went to the Charlotte Ronson show in Lincoln Center. Aside from Hanneli (stunning in person), Rumi, Bryan Boy, Yvan of Facehunter (who in truth, I wanted to follow around more than anything - I suppose its the plaid jacket and cropped pants), and Julia Frakes sitting startlingly near, there were the clothes. Oh, the clothes! Zap those into my closet now. Ronson does a really good job at creating an image of a lifestyle on stage, appealing to a crowd who wishes and wants to live the life she spins down the runway. Set to a decidedly 90s soundtrack ('Laid', anyone?), the models stomped down the runways in grunge basics gone bohemian. Sheer plaids, long silhouettes, mixed floral prints. All, of course, with a knit beanie, small braids tucked into straightened hair, and - in some cases - tiny little silver nose and lip rings. I like.
Oh, and if you aren't already hawking the site, Refinery29 is the place to be for NY Fashion Week coverage this week.
Yesterday, I went to the Charlotte Ronson show in Lincoln Center. Aside from Hanneli (stunning in person), Rumi, Bryan Boy, Yvan of Facehunter (who in truth, I wanted to follow around more than anything - I suppose its the plaid jacket and cropped pants), and Julia Frakes sitting startlingly near, there were the clothes. Oh, the clothes! Zap those into my closet now. Ronson does a really good job at creating an image of a lifestyle on stage, appealing to a crowd who wishes and wants to live the life she spins down the runway. Set to a decidedly 90s soundtrack ('Laid', anyone?), the models stomped down the runways in grunge basics gone bohemian. Sheer plaids, long silhouettes, mixed floral prints. All, of course, with a knit beanie, small braids tucked into straightened hair, and - in some cases - tiny little silver nose and lip rings. I like.
Oh, and if you aren't already hawking the site, Refinery29 is the place to be for NY Fashion Week coverage this week.
sparkle fade
This type of glitter reminds me of my childhood. Used to put it everrywhere, on everything. Simple pleasures, you know? Pretty sure it's still somewhere stuck in the grains of my bedroom carpet.
source
live a life that you miss
it's alright
i'll fill you in
don't you wait
for me to call your name again
photo by Lauren Ward
song/lyrics, Blessa by Toro y Moi.
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