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.