I dunno about you guys, but I'm going to party tonight like the Mayan calendar predicts the end of the world. You dig?
Thanks to the few of you who have gone on this journey with me for the past--GASP--3 years. I still have no idea what I'm doing, but I guess I'm doing it.
wearing T by Alexander Wang sweater, Madewell blouse
Digging this painterly rendition of an ombre nail. It's like a Picasso*--from far away it looks pretty cool but up close it's a big 'ol mess.
Ed. note: Thanks to a commenter who is smarter than me (and has a better memory) I now stand corrected that I actually meant a MONET. No, I didn't take any art history classes in college. And no, that's not an excuse. I should at least have Clueless memorized by now.
wearing Madewell shirt and sweater, Zara jeans, Made by Elves booties, vintage Tibetan bracelet and silver ring (gifts from my sister!) and Commes Des garcons wallet (gift from my parents)
For a heeb, I made out pretty well this Christmas. My sister (pictured above in some kind of graceless arabesque) brought me back some real goodies from her trip to India earlier this year, and my mom made my dreams come true by giving me the CDG wallet I'd been ogling/begging for. Plus, I was privileged to get to spend the holiday with this handsome devil:
Yep, that's Kobe wearing his elf costume, an indignity he suffers quite well when given the chance to snarf down treats. Love that little bugger.
Hope everyone's Christmas/Hanukkah/long weekend was wonderful!
wearing vintage dress, belt, and blazer, Banana Republic gloves and bag, vintage Frye boots
Any glance at the "trending" list on twitter will tell you that it's generally not an incubator for latent genius. Rather, it is a refuge for the lowest common denominator to discuss important issues like #thingsthatuse2BeCool and what happens #whenblackpeoplegetpaid.
However, HOWEVER! Sometimes there's some truly inspired shit on Twitter too. And @shitgirlssay tops my list of the most highlarious accounts. And now it's a Youtube series that I'm predictably obsessed with. It's like they followed me around for a week and recorded everything I said, then had a dude dress in drag and imitate me. How did they know this is exactly what I sound like?!
Clothing note: just rediscovered this schoolboy blazer under my bed and I still like it. Or I like it again. Either way, it'll be back in rotation for the winter.
1. Ann Taylor Silk top, $118
2. Rag and Bone Wool Fedora, $75
3. Tucker silk pleated skirt, $460
4. Modcloth bag
5. Burberry Brit Leather Jacket, £895
6. Brian Atwood boots, $500
I've got Acne!!! No, not just on my face! On my body! Oh wait--not the puss-filled inflamed pore kind--the Swedish kind. Yes, I caved into my baser instincts and blew a wad of cash on this uuhhhhhmmaaaaazing jacket you see here. It was on sale though, so I am officially NOT GUILTY of conspicuous overindulgence. I'm just the proud owner of a jacket that, let's be honest, I'm going to wear the living snot out of. It's already come in handy for an unusually cold weekend. And it's a lot more comfortable than 5" heels. Can I get an amen?
wearing Reliquary vintage jacket, old as hell Three Dots turtleneck, J Crew skirt, UO tights, Missoni for Target shoes, BR cuff, Stein Mart necklace, vintage ring
BOO YAH for rolling clothing racks. On Sunday night I set aside a week's worth of clothing and getting dressed has been a breeze ever since. And more creative than usual, I might add. I have these crappy pictures to prove it.
I'm wearing: vintage Saks Fifth Avenue blouse, thrifted BCBG leather skirt, friend's bolo tie, vintage roper boots. The fringed cowboy shirt and cow-print shoes belong to other partygoers.
Like any real jew, Christmas fills me with an irrepressible glee. Especially Christmas parties. Especially if they're theme parties. So obviously, my head pretty much exploded this weekend when I attended a Country themed Christmas party at our friends' house. The night was all Johnny Cash, bourbon, and Victory rolls. I would do my hair like this every day if I could.
