wish list

Dear friends, family, secret admirers, sugar daddies, etc:

The following items are on my Christmas/Hanukkah/ Kwanzaa wish list...

cashmere sweater (Martin & Osa)

thin, silk-blend socks for wearing with heels (a la Burberry Prorsum SS10)

a classic, slightly boxy blazer (J. Crew)

vintagey, mis-matched bracelets

shit-kicker heels (Burberry Prorsum FW10)

a statement ring (this one is YSL)

Swiss dot sheer tights (Balenciaga SS10)

Also:

vintage home decor

vintage books

assorted gilded frames for art

decorative paper

Let's all do our part and buy some shit this holiday season.

the hangover

wearing J. Crew sweater, Urban Outfitters T-shirt, F21 leggings and bracelet, vintage necklace, Zara flats

Fresh cough + shameless gluttony at Thanksgiving dinner - a face full of makeup = the ghastly, ghoulish expression you see above. Even my mom was like, you look pale. Want to put some lipstick on first?

Luckily the tree is BRINGING IT in these pictures. I may be too sick to "smiiiize" but the neon autumn leaves are stealing the show anyway, so who cares?

tuesday laughs

How hilarious are these album cover collages? If anyone knows who is responsible for these so that I can erect a shrine in their honor immediately, please let me know.

I definitely have a case of whatever I've been fighting off/narrowly avoiding for the past few weeks. I feel all fevery and my femurs hurt. If anything happens that will interfere with my enjoyment of Turkey, we're going to have a problem.

any idiot can face a crisis...

...it's this day-to-day living that wears you out.

wearing grandmother's vintage necklace (thanks, Gammy!) Target t-shirt, J Brand jeans, H&M sweater, Timex watch

No outfit posts from the weekend due to a marathon painting session that resulted in a peacock blue bathroom and leafy lime green furniture. Impending roommate changeover results, on a positive side, in a sudden need to get obsessed with apartmenttherapy.com again--but man it still sucks. A new roommate feels like a house guest that won't go away. And no matter how clever your Craigslist ad is, you never know whether they'll end up having horrible habits like picking their feet or breathing loudly through their nostrils or bringing ugly people home.

(Alicia, please stay!)

the tragic and untimely deaths of beautiful people

RIP Daul Kim.

traver rains photography

All photos courtesy of traverrains.com

I am obsessed with the moody, somber quality of these photographs by Traver Rains -- best known as one half of the Heatherette design team. The series was taken in Montana on his family's farm, and he is responsible for every aspect of the mise en scene--from set design, to the dress made entirely of welded horseshoes and barbed wire.

You MUST check out his website. It is all kinds of brilliant.

get ready for me to blow your mind:

wearing F21 poncho, leggings, J. Crew sweater, Urban Outfitters tee, Zara shoes, Furla bag, drugstore sunglasses, Timex watch

It's time to cross "stylish poncho" off the list of words that should never be seen together. It's a new age people.

And, because I feel like it, a quote of the day by the poetic, highly philosophical Kate Moss: "Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels."

Clearly, she's never sampled the rare delicacy known as bacon-wrapped hot dogs, because if she had, she wouldn't be extolling the virtues of "feeling skinny" aka gas, grumpiness, and bad breath, over the deliciousness of pig parts wrapped in--pig parts. Yummm.

award, (re)ward

Many thanks to the wonderful Anika over at African Tea Party for the Over the Top Award. I thought it would be fitting to include these illustrations by 19-year-old South Korean artist Reno Kim because I first discovered his work over at her blog. You can check out the website here.

Anyhoo, it's one of these question award thingies, and since I'm clearly not very articulate right now, the perfect thing to populate this post. Here it goes.

Where is your cell phone right now? In the living room. Probably with about 10 unheard messages from 5 weeks ago.
Your hair: sucks
Your father: Was not absent during childhood. I therefore cannot claim "daddy issues" as the root of all my adult problems.
Favorite Food: cheese
Last night: I was home from work by 8:30, in bed by 10pm. I have absolutely no memory of what I did during that hour and a half between commute and sleep. Must not have been terribly exciting.
Favorite drink: coffee!
What room are you in? My bedroom. It's too cold to be out of bed right now.
Hobby: sleeping.
Fear: Death and hair loss. Unless we're talking body hair loss, and in that case it's a dream of mine.
Where were you last night? Depends on when. Either at work, in my car, or in my bed.
Something that you aren't: Unflappable. I am in fact highly flappable.
Muffins: are a tasty treat....?
Wish List item: YSL Tribute pumps
Where did you grow up? Suburbia.
What are you wearing? Leggings and a sweatshirt, aka pajamas.
Your pets: a dog named Kobe, a horse named Frankie.
Friends: I have like 6. But they're stuck with me for life.
Sometimes you're not wearing: perfume. I always forget to put it on.
Favorite Store: Right now, Nordstrom Rack.
Favorite color: yellow.
Last time you laughed: Laugh?
Your best friend: Lives with me now.
Place you go over and over: Whole Foods. It will be the death of my life savings.
Person who emails you regularly: work work work.
Favorite place to eat: This little lunch spot near my work where they have amazing sandwiches and pastries. Mmm...pastries.

I hereby pass this award on to:

Late Afternoon - For seriously always inspiring me to get dressed.
Through the Looking Glass - For sourcing the absolute best shit on etsy and giving me eye candy all week
Love Meagan - For being the baddest DIY bitch in the internet
Wedding Road Trip - Well Jaime, what can I say. You make me laugh.
Miss Neira - For being a longtime reader and an all around fabulous person!
Cup of Coffee - Because Jamily may be the sweetest person I've ever virtually "met"

Goodnight folks. Can't believe tomorrow isn't Friday, but at least tomorrow isn't Wednesday...

the big country

wearing Zara trousers, Target flannel, thrifted belt, Frye shoes

Thermostat wars continue in the office, which means today's outfit consisted of head-to-toe flannel. I may be the coolest person you know. And I mean that quite literally. I can't recently recall a time when I wasn't freezing.

Also, meet my new friend:

I'm really feeling the roomy bucket-tote style sans hardware. And this Furla bag is so lightweight I can stuff my whole life into it and still not fall over from the strain. Nice.

Is it Friday yet?

no ceilings

wearing top by APC, Old Navy Jeans, vintage necklace, Topshop vest

Pastry at Tartine + pumpkin gelato + bomb Chinese food = I'm off the Gaga diet. And thank God too, as I've discovered I'm awfully cranky when deprived of carbohydrates. Also, I've been listening to Lil Wayne's No Ceilings mixtape all week and love how he's given a fresh treatment to a whole bunch of songs I used to like but have grown sick of. You can download it for free on the interwebs, so you should check it out.

When I wear this vest my dog and I could be mistaken for twins.

good stuff from all over

Tina Kalivas' Afro-centric prints

Marciano thigh-high boots, U.O. Sheer Dot Full Foot Tight

The Breton striped top

Natalia Vodianova in a seriously chunky knit

I feel the curse of illness upon me. Must sleep.