heartthis.

“confusion is a word we have invented for an order which is not understood.” // h. miller

it was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was cold, then not, humid, then not; heating is being forced on high, and i’m feeling like i’ve been wrapped in cling film and forced to sit in a car wash.

to make it plain – i have no idea what i’m meant to wear. too cold yet for spring, too warm already for winter wools, i’m making a case for layers, a million millefeuilles that i’m able to peel off and put back on whenever the need strikes.

march you’ve become confused, a temperamental little bitch and you’ve begun to drive me up my very own sweaty walls.

 

 

RickOwens
CDG Herno

Bassike

➝ source : shroud jacket via rick owens

➝ source : comme des garçons waterfall jacket via farfetch

➝ source : reversible padded jacket via herno

➝ source : hooded trench coat via bassike

“she wore too much eyeliner then, at age thirteen, and now, at eighteen, she wears so much black under her eyes, she looks like a slutty linebacker raccoon.” // a.s. king

in high school, i’d make like siouxsie sioux. no finesse, not an ounce of try, just flawless teenaged angst.

my eyes would look as dark as the cure, and as deep as depeche mode. with some bit of irony, it made me happy. my eyes – the darker, the kohl-ier, were all the better. later, i’d be björk-lite – little dots by the outer corners of my eyes. i could go along with some part of whimsy, too, you know. it wasn’t all doom and gloom, i just looked the part for a while.

as time has gone on, i can’t say i’ve traveled far from the black lined eye. it’s changed some, a little finesse has been added to the mix, the lines are more defined, the flick at the outer corners a little less pointy. i suppose age has softened me some – but let’s be honest, i don’t want to scare the other first graders in my daughters class, and more to the point, it all goes a little bit pear-shaped and smudged by roughly 2pm. but if i could, for just an afternoon, i’d make a run to the grocery store with wings as big as hummingbirds with crystals attached; just for fun.

Anthony Vaccarello

Burberry

Marc Jacobs

Dries van noten

top to bottom // beauty looks from:

 anthony vaccarello / burberry / marc jacobs / dries van noten

photos via vogue.com

 

runwiththem.

January 28, 2016

“dwell on the beauty of life. watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”// m. aurelius

does it matter the clientele, or to question the continued significance of couture – if you survey it as beauty, and occasionally staggering beauty at that, only?

couture

all images via vogue

valentino spring couture 2016

giambattista valli spring couture 2016

“life stands before me like an eternal spring with new and brilliant clothes.” // c.f. gauss

valentino pre-fall 2016, presented without comment:

valentino prefall16

okay. one comment: resplendent.

all images via vogue.com

“every woman should have a purse of her own.” // s.b. anthony

there’s always something to carry.

there are groceries to haul, the girl’s lunch to tote; my wallet is a continental – so named as it spans the distance of a small country within the one i currently reside; and that too, needs a hand.

i’m one of those – one of those who adds insult to injury you could say, wherein the bag i currently carry, acts as mother doll to a nesting set of matryoshkas. the contents then put into smaller versions of themselves – my bag is the very definition of meta. they reference each other, with a wink and a nod; a bag within a bag, within a bag. you go on and tell two friends and let’s see where this all ends up.

that’s why, whenever i take a shine for another – it’s not the more the merrier, but go big or go home.

3.1philiplim

marni

prada

jeromedreyfuss

➝ source : bianca crossbody bag via 3.1 philip lim

➝ source : roger mello print pvc bag via marni

➝ source : top handle tote via prada

➝ source : paco tote via jerome dreyfuss

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