Saturday, January 30, 2010

stokholm syndrome

well, not really - but this summer i will venture to sweden for a week or so to visit one my best friends while she studies abroad. i'll also get to catch up with the two lovelies below, carl + evelina - i can't wait! they both look so beautiful in these pictures, i love it. carl is a wonderful photographer. check out his site : www.carlkleiner.com




Friday, January 29, 2010

it's too late to say you're sorry





you were always on my mind

i just can't get over this show, i love it so much - the color palette, the tulle. . . because of the state of our current economy, they made this collection primarily out of leftovers from from their over sized ball gowns. pure genius.







Thursday, January 28, 2010

but then again



this is one of the first books that i really immersed myself into - perhaps i was, 12? i loved it, LOVED it. i can actually remember how i felt when i finished. i think from there i moved onto 'the bell jar'. what a little weirdo. i wish i could bottle up all of my little maria emotions and thoughts at that point - oh nostalgia.

RIP J.D. Salinger.

maybe if i really try with all of my heart



my most favorite book, read it again. suggest, suggest, suggest.

ariel pink's haunted grafitti "alisa"



favorites, favorites - i love this song, je t'aime ariel pink.

tomorrow is friday, you know what that means . . . . j/k - bridge and tunnel, psych!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

potential fairy tale romance (j/k prob not really)



i just opened my book for a little goodnight read, and out fell a very thick piece of folded cream paper - a piece torn from another book. on the opposite side of the text is a boy's name, email and phone. if only i could remember our chance encounter. does he remember? though i don't remember this mystery person, this makes me feel a bit enchanted. he has typical boy handwriting, very jr.high. except he writes the letter 'a' sharply, like a backwards '6' from a basic calculator. for some reason this little tear seems special. i have a small collection of similar cards, numbers, and pieces of torn paper that i keep on the window sill by my bed (shhh . . . it's a secret). i'm not really sure why i don't just throw them away. seems rude, doesn't it? i think i'll keep this little surprise in my book for awhile.

mon eau de parfum preferes sont le francais

annick goutal -- petite cherie
made for her daughter on her wedding day, absolute perfection



ysl -- baby doll paris

citrusy floral, the first scent i ever really fell in love with



lipstick rose by frederic malle

imagine the way ysl or guerlain lipstick smells, j'adore




these are all my faves -- subtle, feminine, delicate and french (c'est une coincidence).

let's trade places

Thursday, January 21, 2010

i love tom ford


i mean seriously, this film was so incredible - absolutely loved it. Tom Ford, what can't you do?

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

take my breath away

I'm speechless. I had heard a lot about Andrew from our mutual friend Lindsay Jones. She kept speaking of his dolls, but never mentioned that they were these high fashion beauties. I mean, wow . . . these are stunning, I've never seen anything like them. His attention to detail is incredible. Pure genius. Learn more about Andrew and his creations here : http://www.kouklitas.com







Monday, January 18, 2010

caritas : altruistic love

also hoping to work with unicef for fashion week to raise awareness and funds. i really, really hope we can collaborate. things are in motion, crossed fingers.

controlled chaotic menagerie

fashion week, fashion week - the stress will only increase from here until feb.18th, then i'll die for a bit. i'm also styling two shoots for a UK magazine shortly after the hysteria of one week and months of preparation conclude. equally nervous and excited about all of this.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

bonus!



my skin is so soft .. .

day 6 of the cleanse, days 7 of fasting.

feeling pretty great.

Monday, January 11, 2010

mademoiselle




also desperately seeking these! the next time you're in paris, you must drop into laduree on the champs-elysees. trust, it's the most divine pastry experience you'll ever have.

master cleanse day #5!

rosy glasses

you know when something happens and it seems sooooooo extreme + dramatic and you just can't picture it any other way or see it through a different light? no perspective can be gained? the end is nigh?



. . . . but then time goes by and you realize how silly you were and that things actually do happen for a reason (in most cases) and you're better off, etc. etc. etc. etc. ? desperately seeking that moment. desperately.

it's still ok to ride the new year coattails - right? i'm hopeful that this glorious moment will happen for me soon.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

i could never be a hermit



i'm on day 3 of the master cleanse, day 4 of fasting. cleansing gives you a lot of alone time, lots of time to think - tick . . tock . . both good and bad. by the end of this (the 17th) - hopefully i will have finished the two books i just started and grasped a better hold on my life. crossed fingers.

skullcrush



winter approp jams

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

new dream?

sherlock holmes




something strange is happening - is it the cosmos? i can't sleep anymore, it's been days. day 4 to be exact. i'm mentally boycotting fashion, for a reason that i'm not entirely sure i even understand. i looked down at my hands yesterday and they didn't look the same -- haven't looked familiar since. i have crushes on everyone it seems, but my heart only belongs to one. i completely understand how people can die from a broken heart . . . i'm scared to eat anything, america is a unhealthy and dangerous place to be. it looks like summer outside my window, though i'm sure it's 20 below. i feel like hiding . . . .

Monday, January 4, 2010

Au Revoir les Enfants




i shouldn't be awake, but this film is incredibly amazing.

insomnia




code word for everything that is wrong that keeps you up at night. everyone pretends that it's a mystery .. as if there really is any confusion as to why you can't fall asleep late at night; we all know - deep down inside.