It is quite possibly the most amazing thing I've ever seen.
"When you speak, you are speaking in the moment and prone to mistakes, and once the words come out of your mouth they are gone forever, or lodged in the memory of others, where they can be twisted or misconstrued. but the written word, it can be carefully fashioned. See, you can take your time with it. It lasts. Nobody is putting you on the spot. You write something down, there is power in it exactly because you have taken the time to write it down.
More than kisses, letters mingle souls."
(the lonely polygamist)
(I only call it that, because when I googled 'boyfriend watches' the MKwhateveroranother popped up in less than .21 seconds (go Google!). I've never understood why retailers and designers can't just NAME something. It's hard enough remembering my own phone number, let alone the specific number combo to your overpriced piece of metal. Ok. Rant over.)
- so I thought really hard about actually swiping $250 from my savings/checking/credit card accounts to purchase Kors' super trendy watch that sits so big and beautiful on the most petite of wrists, until I actually THOUGHT about how much that damn thing cost.
The abover are all fairly affordable alternatives that not only look amazing, but will also allow you to pay your rent this month.
"You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts; and when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime. And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered. For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly." [Khalil Gilbran, The Prophet]
If all fruits and vegetables looked like this I'd try eating them more often. Until then I think I'll continue inhaling various "fruit" snacks and carefully packaged carrot sticks when I start to feel like a fat ass...
And a shoes.
And maybe the cute little hats too...
I don't think I'll ever be able to contain my love of tweed.
(I just figured out a minute ago that I actually really love the look of fur.)
And I'm certain I'll never be able to pacify the excitement I feel when a kaleidoscope of colorful tweed and luscious fur knocks me on my overly visual ass.
Thanks a million.
Thoughts & Concerns:
I love Yezzy. Even though this video damn near gave me a killer headache because of 'all of the lights'. I'm getting old aren't I?
I feel bad for Rihanna. She's already mastered the beast known as short hair, and now I think she's confused as to where to go from there. Ronald McDonald is proud. Stiff red weave for everyone!
Kid Cudi's part in this song has always managed to excite me, even though Kid Cudi very often manages to make me dry heave. That red jacket doesn't make me want to vomit, so I guess he gets a free pass.
Where in the shit was Fergie?!
Where in the shit was Alicia Keys?!
Who in the shit knew La Roux was even featured on this song?
Belieber". So how does one create a cover comeback of sorts after being heckled by loyal readers (read: me) for placing a pre-teenage Adonis on it's cover page? Well of course you round up Hollywood's brightest stars, put them all in expensive garment, and stick a crusty old veteran like Robert Duvall somewhere in the mix to pacify the over 40 crowd. Viola! The 17th Annual Vanity Fair Hollywood Issue.
"She needs a new journal. The one she has is problematic. To get to the present, she needs to page through the past, and when she does, she remembers things, and her new journal entries become, for the most part, reactions to the days she regrets, wants to correct, rewrite."
[D.E. - How the Water Feels to Fishes]
Scott Schuman's The Sartorialist is hands down my favorite 'style blog' to watch. I've never grown tired of his vision or classic aesthetic, which is a true testament to how wonderful he is. I find myself wandering through the pages of his street photography several times a day collecting ideas on how to wear my clothing, and taking notes on what items I should be investing in. This is a great look into his creative process.
[begin profound literary quote]
"Like most others, I was a seeker, a mover, a malcontent, and at times a stupid hell-raiser. I was never idle long enough to do much thinking, but I felt somehow that some of us were making real progress, that we had taken an honest road, and the best of us would inevitably make it over the top. At the same time, I shared a dark suspicion that the life we were leading was a lost cause, that we were all actors, kidding ourselves along on a senseless odyssey. It was the tension between these two poles - a restless idealism on one hand and a sense of impending doom on the other - that kept me going."
Hunter S. Thompson
(The Rum Diary)
(The Rum Diary)
[end profound literary quote]
Posted by D. at 2:56 PM
I'm pretty sure that I'll never make enough money to even breath around these clothes, but that doesn't stop my chest from swelling with excitement over Tom Ford entering into womenswear once again, or the fact that he actually posted video from his super seclusive Spring/Summer 2011 fashion show.
My heart is content.
If you've seen Sex and the City (The Movie!), and were actually paying attention to anything besides the clothing or the fact that Sarah Jessica Parker looked like Skeletor without pants on (barf), then you would have heard her mention the book Love Letters of Great Men. It's an exceptional read, especially if you're apart of that jaded/cynical variety of people who believe 'falling in love' is like catching herpes, or something that comes around about as often as the Swine Flu.
This kinda made me cry like a hormonal bitch today.
And I don't care.
I get away
with what the girls call,
what the girls call,
what the girls call,
the girls call murder.
I'm going to see Liz Phair here in a couple of weeks, and I can honestly say I haven't been this excited about seeing a live act in a long time.
And yes, I do plan on stalking her before, during, and after the show.
It's only right. Right?