29.11.10

l a n v i n x h & m

lanvin for h&m - haute couture:
behind the scenes of the fashion show: (jak and jill)




i love the mix of old and new, think modern pop art with old hollywood styling. sleek lines. high volumes. bold mixed prints. fabulous costume jewelry. mountains of tulle. the ultimate flapper meets harajuku girl. and affordable to boot...what more could you ask for?












19.11.10

18.11.10

faves of the week

(emma watson: gofugyourself) 

(little gio: sartorialist) 


(beppe modenese: sartorialist) 


15.11.10

what would i want? sky.

work of the day: my absolute favorite...


(paul signac: "antibes, the pink cloud" 1916) 

14.11.10

w a r h o l : j a c k i e o

w a r

"the world is run by brutal men and the surest proof is their armies. if they ask you to stand still, you should dance. if they ask you to burn the flag, wave it. if they ask you to murder, re-create. theorem, anti-theorem, corollary, anti-corollary. underline it twice." - let the great world spin by colum mccann

10.11.10

i w i s h i w a s





i s r o m a n c e d e a d ?


(doisneau)



“Boys and girls in America have such a sad time together; sophistication demands that they submit to sex immediately without proper preliminary talk. Not courting talk- real straight talk about souls, for life is holy and every moment is precious”  - jack kerouac 

i love this quote. blame it on my experience but i cant help feeling my generation has lost almost much of the true romance. "grinding" has created an outlet where couples can escalate the bases of intimacy in mere minutes, technology has completely altered the progression of wooing, and much of the youth has lost their morals. girls consider that a night out isn't successful unless you hookup...and really, what does that even mean? i may not be ready for the real world of adulthood outside my bubble of college life and youth, but a mature relationship would be nice. 

i yearn for the romance of my grandparents era, the notebook-like stories of young love that lasts forever. am i merely glamorizing past generations? perhaps i know only what the movies show me. nevertheless, i can't even remember the last time i kissed someone sober. how wretched. 

(eisenstaedt)

9.11.10