Monday, September 22, 2014

“i never wore a studded leather jacket, y’know. ne-va!” // j. lydon

and that’s probably the only thing johnny rotten and i have in common. that, and maybe that i like one sex pistols song. (johnny for sure thought they were all awesome.)

i’ve traveled long and far maintaining that a leather jacket just wasn’t for me; and then i caught up with three years ago – and the feminine-slash-rockabilly style of pairing a well-worn moto-jacket with a full skirt and a pair of heels or, (let’s be realistic), a smock dress and a pair chucks – and a well-timed voilà, and you’re set. there’s just something about adding a jolt of thug to an otherwise ladylike frame of mind.

i know i’m rather late to this game, but at least i finally made it.





➝ source : sacai luck leather jacket vest via la garçonne

➝ source : (it doesn’t even have to be leather-leather, faux-leather works too!) faux leather biker via topshop

➝ source : floral printed biker jacket via msgm

➝ source : blister washed-leather biker jacket via rick owens


Friday, September 19, 2014

“i grew up in europe, where the history comes from.” // e. izzard

the catwalks that truly catch my fancy are the ones that end up way over on stage right; across the pond and over the pontes

i’d hazard that i could stop there and forego traveling over to france for the next week of fashion-many-weeks, but for now, revel in gorgeousness from london and milan. while there, fetch a few (dozen) panzerotti from luini for me and i’ll forget all about the fashion…


left to right:

fendi // angelos bratis

peter pilotto // stella jean

prada // roksanda ilincic

all photos via style dot com


Thursday, September 18, 2014

“the sharp thorn often produces delicate roses.” // ovid

as i’d like to think that what i do here is rather more introspective than its one-dimensional veneer might seemingly suggest – (though i am 100% for wild-with-abandon-rampant-consumerism), i know that sometimes my intent and what comes out, aren’t always simpatico.

i do have a habit of blathering on, of making mention of big hair and big shoes; of a wardrobe that may or may not need searchlights to eek out a discernible silhouette, and of a pair of hips that require the sort of attention that only a dress can address. if the surface of things scream ‘more is more’, it’s only because once and a while, we use what we can to bolster that sliver of confidence that resides in those small, and relatively shy corners of our minds.

however, as time keeps reminding me of its quick clip, i’m sussing out that there is also strength to be found in being somewhat delicate.

just don’t get too close, i might poke your eye out.



➝ source : hook through single earring via wendy nichol

➝ source : hexagonal ring w/diamonds by jo hayes ward via twist

➝ source : golden rod necklace via another feather

➝ source : oka bracelet via fay andrada


Wednesday, September 17, 2014

“it has long been an axiom of mine that the little things are infinitely the most important.” // a.c. doyle

i’ve noticed lately, that my face has begun to ache from nerves-being-shot-induced-jaw-clenching, and that i’m getting the opposite of laugh-lines – as my mouth has been stuck in a sneer for a bit too long.

to be completely blunt, you wouldn’t want to bump into me in a dimly-lit alley – i’m in a sour space, and i’m hoping, for everyone’s sake that it’ll abate soon – because i’m fairly tired of being sick and tired.

why yes, yes I AM at my personal best right now, why do you ask?

until that day, that day when not every single thing aggravates me, i’ll be thankful for the little things; gratitude, even in small doses can make all things pear-shaped, seem as straight as an arrow…




➝ source : sheer lip colour in summer nude via bobbi brown

➝ source : bauhaus alum keytag via poketo

➝ source : blah blah blah iphone case via

➝ source : miniature omaggio bolig vases by kähler via royal design


Tuesday, September 16, 2014

“money doesn’t buy elegance. you can take an inexpensive sheath, add a pretty scarf, gray shoes, and a wonderful bag, and it will always be elegant. // c. herrera

if i had my druthers, i would of course want to be able to splash out on each and every item that i happen to post photos of. but let it be made very clear, my head is forever in the clouds when it comes to this virtual space; but in real time, and in real life – my feet are very firmly planted on terra firma, (my heavy-soled shoes and whirling dervish mind make sure of that).

though i can’t say that i don’t have a proclivity to spend more than i should, i know when and where it’s most appropriate. the drugstore serves as a great reminder – you needn’t a pocketful of cash to leave with a handbag full of wonderful.




➝ source : define a lash waterproof mascara via maybelline

➝ source : hibiscus tinted lip balm via burt’s bees

➝ source : effaclar k acne treatment via la roche-posay

➝ source : honey calendula moisturizer via kiss my face

[all available at your local duanereades/shoppersdrugmarts/rexalls/boots/drugstoredotcoms/etc./etc... ]


Monday, September 15, 2014

“i think fish is nice, but then i think that rain is wet, so who am i to judge?” // d. adams

if it weren’t for fear of getting my hair wet – i’d be forever out, playing in the rain.

the issue is, there are only two reasons my head should be submerged into the blue – and that’s either when i’ve gone for a quick dip, or i’ve decided to give it a wash. otherwise, my mane is a lot like suede. get caught with it out in the rain, and it’s pretty much ruined for good. yet, exactly what am i to do when aprils and mid-septembers come drizzling in, every single year? get proactive, i should think.

don a mac, make like my elderly gran and wear a cap – then go stomping around in the puddles.


➝ source : maison michel rain cap via far fetch

➝ source : stockholm raincoat via stutterheim

➝ source : check jacquard wool scarf via marni

➝ source : miu miu patent-leather shell boots via net-a-porter (honestly – get a pair of hunters and don’t even think about these.)


Friday, September 12, 2014

“i look out the window and I see the lights and the skyline and the people on the street rushing around looking for action, love, and the world’s greatest chocolate chip cookie, and my heart does a little dance.” // n. ephron

new york spring/summer 2015 – looks currently coveting, (other than the entirety of the delpozo show) :


left to right/clockwise:

delpozo // araks // vera wang // cynthia rowley // marc jacobs // suno


Thursday, September 11, 2014

“but who wants to be foretold the weather? it is bad enough when it comes, without our having the misery of knowing about it beforehand.” // j.k. jerome

but, i do.

i want to be foretold because it puts a spring in my step when autumn falls ever-closer. i like to scan the weather channel, as the temperature gradually drops – degree x degree, until i know for certain, my time – my weather, is on its way. and then, the giddiness sets in. the crunch of leaves, the cool breeze, the cardigans and creepers, and toques – oh, my!

my glee, y’all – i’m getting it back with every day the weather gets cooler.



➝ source : a.w.a.k.e. tweed & mohair jacket (yes, it is bananas) via browns

➝ source : textured top via 5 preview

➝ source : tu es mon trésor embellished jeans via just like honeyee

➝ source : lace-ups via jil sander


Wednesday, September 10, 2014

“there seems to be no lengths to which humorless people will not go to analyze humor. it seems to worry them.” // r. benchley

there was that one time, when i was about 27 years old when i bought myself a pantsuit.

i’m not sure what it was i thought i was going to suddenly change, but the pointy-toe-side-ankle-zip-high-heeled-booties that i purchased to “match” said pantsuit, did nothing but complicate the issue that much more.

i thought i needed to become… serious.

i was an adult, i earned a steady salary, i lived alone, was in a relationshop, cooked dinners; and thought that i suddenly had to dress like some alternate-universe-bianca that didn’t end up at pacific mall every lunch-hour hunting down the sanrio for kerropi kit.*

that pantsuit was trotted out exactly once; because it was A PANTSUIT and therefore, terrible – but also, because it dawned on me that there was nothing more adult than having a sense of humor – particularly when you possess one about yourself; and that is infinitely clear when not only do you have fun, but your clothes do as well.




➝ source : lenny mascot via shrimps

➝ source : spiked mouth collar via venna

➝ source : intarsia shoes sweater via carven

➝ source : monster1 snakeskin clutch via rika

*before smart-phone cases there were pens and notebooks, and i wanted them – all of them, because KAWAII.


Tuesday, September 9, 2014

“the best things in life are unexpected – because there were no expectations.” // e. khamarov

at my core, i’m a simple girl.

i don’t want for much more than a good night’s rest, an icy coffee in the morning, and the ability to find the humor in a life that is sometimes begrudgingly buggy when it comes to a sense of whimsy.

since at least two out of three of these can seem almost impossible to find on a daily basis, the very least of what i expect is a feline flick that stays put, even through a range of emotions that would be deemed oscar-worthy, and through a heat-wave as thick as potato soup; (this was my last friday).

and though i didn’t get a cold brew coffee, or crack even the faintest smile – i can testify that at least my pen-liner stayed exactly where it needed to be. and truth be told, it was found in the most unlikeliest of suspects – and i know i’ve said it before, and perhaps i will aver another option again –  yet, i was not expecting this to be as saturated, easy to use, and as long-wearing as it was.

the unexpected choice – is a fortuitous winner.

➝ source : lights, camera, lashes precision longwear liquid eyeliner via tarte cosmetics

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