Wednesday, December 1, 2010

eyes big love-crumbs

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh… And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

-E.E. Cummings, "i like my body when it is with your"

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

I will be home then

But oh my love, though our bodies may be parted
Though our skin may not touch skin
Look for me with the sun-bright sparrow
I will come on the breath of the wind

Sunday, July 11, 2010

sunshine, freedom, and a little flower

The summer thus far has been full of lazy days and late nights, drinking beers and smoking cigarettes, watching the sun come up with the people I love.
On the weekdays I can be found in a little shop in Manhattan's East Village, working a PR internship for boho-chic brand Elliot Mann. The brand and its boutique are utterly charming, as are the wonderful people I've come to work with, who fuel my workdays with endless cups of coffee. This past week I helped model for some shots for the website. You can tell it's me by my ridiculously goodlooking hands.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

let me fly away with you

For we're creatures of the wind
And wild is the wind
So wild is the wind

Monday, May 24, 2010

I am the combined efforts of everyone I have ever known

Lovely muses

Jenny Lewis, Anna Wintour, Cat Power, Edie Sedgwick

Sunday, May 16, 2010

the time has come to ramble on

The radio's making me dizzy
these nights I'd like to come to
you as a ghost
Back to a time when five dollar words
were worth so much more
when tears fell through
diamond eyes
and music moved your soul

Now that I am officially free of academic obligations for the summer, I find myself wasting away in bed til mid-afternoon. I crawl out when the sun goes down to overindulge in bad habits and good times with beautiful people.
I've spent approximately 10 hours collectively in the past few days attempting to organize the infinite abyss that is my closet. By the looks of my copious amounts of oversized menswear shirts, one would think I was a businessman by day, lumberjack by night. That combined with my 23 lbd's, and one would think I went out for drinks every night to get around with a lot of businessmen and lumberjacks, which is a lifestyle option I just might explore.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

she was the still point of the turning world

"They had killed themselves over our dying forests, over manatees maimed by propellers as they surfaced to drink from garden hoses; they had killed themselves at the sight of used tires stacked higher than the pyramids; they had killed themselves over the failure to find a love none of us could ever be. In the end, the tortures tearing the Lisbon girls pointed to a simple reasoned refusal to accept the world as it was handed down to them, so full of flaws."

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Monday, April 26, 2010

dazed & confused

This weekend was the kind I dreamed about when I was an angsty high-schooler, awaiting the freedom of college and the infinite amount of reckless decisions it would allow me as a girl away from home.

There may or may not have been streaking involved.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

i must admit, i can't explain/any of these thoughts running through my brain

Hellooo fabulous blogworld, I'm back from being on hiatus, I'm sure you're all so relieved. My roommate just got me hooked on Polyvore, it is already a sick, sad addiction. Here are my first two sets:
Find me on Polyvore

Also, the new Black Keys album leaked, and it is ah-mazing. Seriously. Just got tickets to see them at Summerstage in NYC this summer and I cannott wait. If you like dirty sexy rock & roll, get at it.

Tracks to check out: Everlasting Light, Tighten Up, Howlin' For You.


Monday, February 22, 2010

pretty little things

"If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world." -C.S. Lewis
I've been feeling a little down lately, so I did some therapy shopping. On the 14th, instead of sitting around waiting for some Valentine's Day miracle to show up on my doorstep with roses and sweet lovin', I walked my lonely butt right up to SoHo and found this beautiful purple amethyst stone ring. Instant single girl pick-me-up.
Today, I was having what my friend Meag and I like to call an I'm-the-ugliest-girl-in-the-world day, so I walked my sad butt right down to the Sephora on 5th and bought some pretty girl Nars lipstick in Roman Holiday- quite possibly the perfect pink, inspired by the beautiful Audrey Hepburn. Instant cure for the mean reds.
Money may not be able to buy happiness, but it sure can buy some pretty things.


Thursday, February 18, 2010

bird girl

I am a bird girl now
I've got my heart
Here in my hands now
I've been searching
For my wings some time
I'm gonna be born
Into soon the sky
'Cause I'm a bird girl
And the bird girls go to heaven
I'm a bird girl
And the bird girls can fly
Bird girls can fly

Monday, February 8, 2010

watch things on VCRs with me and talk about big love

Currently listening to: The Xx- Xx

I pretty much live in these shoes that I recently got at a sample sale. I was never really a clog girl, but I do love a good wedge heel, and I kind of have a feeling those Chanel calf skins as seen on Alexa Chung may convert me into a full fledge clog lover afterall.

I came home this weekend to beautiful things, good friends, and a lovely snowfall. My amazing mother bought me a bouquet of pink roses from the Farmer's Market, and a box of rainbow cookies atop my newly arrived copies of Vogue and Nylon. Nate, my dear friend and overall savior of my mental stability, came over to venture with me into the brewing blizzard for coffee and a redbox movie. Happiness.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

the soft dive of oblivion

it was a glitter glamourama party of lies
but all that human drama, well it was burning my eyes
and everyone so seriously danced together
and the reflections from their diamond encrusted gold plated guns
enhanced the greens and the blues in their peacock feathers

and they looked so beautiful, so red faced and forgetful
and no matter how hard they tried to take in the moment, they couldn't

Piano bars make everything a little bit better. With the stress of life, school, and work in a couture atelier with t minus 5 days until NYFW, sometimes the only thing to do is drink and be merry, surrounded by some beautiful people who also happen to be your best friends.


Tuesday, February 2, 2010

"Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no whenever you don't want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you're doing here. Believe in kissing." -Eve Ensler

Monday, February 1, 2010

there is a light and it never goes out

Currently obsessed with: Tim Etchells neon sign pieces
photos courtesy of

I love in-your-face art (hence my Warhol obsession). I like artists who know how to keep it real. I love this. Tacky and blunt and personal and public and vulnerable and urgent and really, really beautiful.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

we'll be in love by the morning

I'm so hard for a rich girl
My heels are high, my eyes cast low
And I don't know how to love
I get too tired after midday, lately
I take it out on my good friends
But the worst stays in, or where would I begin?

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

golden globes

anna paquin in stella mccartney, kate hudson in marchesa, zoe saldana in louis vuitton
ashley olsen in erdem, lindsay lohen in brian lichtenberg, jessica stroup in bally

Please find above the only dresses at the Golden Globes that did not cue off a dramatically bored yawn/eye roll combination.

I know True Blood is supposedly amazing blahblahblah, but let's face it, Anna Paquin never really looks that good. Props, Stella. I actually loathe Kate Hudson when she isn't playing Penny Lane in Almost Famous, but homegirl looked stunning in that white Marchesa. Zoe Saldana in Louis Vuitton speaks for itself. Also, I've loved Zoe Saldana since she played that sassy ballerina in Centerstage in like, the 90's. Honorable mentions go to Chloe Sevigny (who always dresses amazing) in Valentino, Tina Fey in a perfectly structured Zac Posen dress, and Calista Flockhart in Alberta Ferretti (random, I know, but I'm a sucker for skeletal frames in long vintage-y dresses).

The afterparty is where shit got decent. Ashley Olsen, I love you, you can do no wrong, and this Erdem is no exception. Keep being perfect xo. Lindsay, I'm still pretty mad at you for taking down Ungaro with your acting career, but I actually am feelin that hooded mini. I guess we can be friends again. Maybe. Jessica Stroup, kinda boring, but LOVE that color. Honorable mention goes to Camilla Belle in Giorgio Armani (but does not beat that Valentino and also that beau McQueen she wore at wherever whenever ago... does anybody else know what I'm talking about?)

All the pastels and strapless-ness made the GG's look like an overly expensive prom. Basically, everyone needs to step up their red carpet game. And if you are Mariah Carey, you should really just step off the red carpet. Sorry.


Tuesday, January 12, 2010

she don't believe in shooting stars, but she believe in shoes and cars

Sam Edelman Zoe Boot, Dolce Vita Trinity Pumps, D&G Suede Wedge Booties, Kate Spade Heart Pumps

Currently listening to: The Black Keys, "When the Lights Go Out"
Currently obsessed with: the perfect shoe

I need all of the above. Need. Now. Seriously. When I slip my greedy little size 6 feet into a pair of absolutely perfect shoes, I can hear the angels sing. It's not crazy, it's love. I stumbled upon the zoe boot while imaginary online shopping during my Econ class last semester and haven't stopped dreaming of them since. And an all-studded pump? Yes please. D&G, I die. Seriously the perfect basic wedge at the perfectly obnoxious height. And Kate Spade heart pumps, you guys are so cute I just wanna pinch your cheeks and take you out to dinner. Sigh.