world cultures

A weekend jaunt to Black and Brown turned up this heavily brocaded 60's Eastern-European-meets-boho-chic vest that weighs in at a good 3 lbs. Anyone with any cognizance of world cultures who wants to tell me where it could be from, please share. I'll buy you a cupcake.

Also, finally ripped, prodded, sanded, and chiseled my acrylic nails off and sprung for the Calgel manicure at Bisou Nail Lounge in Oakland. Of course, I had to go for an Ombre pattern for my first time out. I'll let you guys know how it wears, but so far I'm optimistic and excited about the prospect of not completely ruining my natural nails. Oh, and I can suddenly type about 25% faster now that they're a more sensible (read: non-Rihanna) length.

ps

Completely OT, but can we take a second to talk about the piece of Guido magic better known as The Jersey Shore? It's possibly the most beautiful ode to sharpie eyebrows, tanning beds, and fist-pumping ever created. MTV is getting really good at queefing out these little nuggets of greatness. Well played, MTV.

hip hop

top to bottom: image via iconology, Lil Wayne via Rollingstone.com, Teyana Taylor

Hip hop isn't dead. It's just jacked up on steroids and addicted to autotune. And I love every minute of it.

i'll be the man on the moon

wearing Stella McCartney for H&M tuxedo jacket, Bloomingdales men's shirt, J.Crew jeans, Zara booties
Major spending occurred today at the Neiman Marcus designer sale. Let's just say I walked away 1 pair of Manolos poorer. And just because I'm a loser, I'm totally going to wrap them and put them under the tree. It seems less selfish that way, doesn't it?

la croix: 1987-2009

The year of impossible goodbyes continues with today's news that beloved fashion house La Croix will be shuttering its doors after it failed to find a buyer in French bankruptcy court. They had been trying to save the Couture and Pret-a-porter parts of the business, but will only end up keeping the accessories and fragrance lines. Which means the La Croix that we know and love, and that was immortalized in countless episodes of Absolutely Fabulous, will be dead.

And that makes me sad.

dirty pirate hooker

Top and bottom: Jeffrey Campbell boots, J Brand jeans, Zara tunic, mom's belt, vintage necklace. Middle: JC boots, J Brand jeans, H&M jacket, DIY shredded tee and vintage necklace
Well, it happened. I finally found the perfect combination of height, sex appeal, platform, and price point to suit my needs. And it feels sooooo right.

These beauties were waiting for me when I got home from work last night, and I wasted no time in trying them on with my black skinnies and new sweater tunic from a weekend Zara trip. At that point I had them pulled all the way up--which on someone of my diminutive stature means they reach well beyond mid-thigh. So when I wore them to work today I folded them under to a more demure mid-thigh level and paired them with my broke-ass Wal Mart version of a Chanel jacket. Because y'know, nothing spells class quite like hooker boots and fake Chanel.

I'm thinking of getting the boots hemmed so they hit right about mid-thigh. Is that a bad idea?