Go forth and prosper!

February 25, 2009

Aforementioned Westwood boot auction here.

And a Marc by Marc Jacobs Totally Turnlock Teri here.  I love the design of the bag, but I think I was seduced by Parker Posey’s character carrying it around in the film ‘Broken English’ and that it for a time was one of my movies-on-repeat-while-working temporarily made me convinced that this was my ‘it’ bag.  Mostly it could be because I think Melvil Poupaud is beautiful and in some remote corner of my mind I thought this bag would bring me closer to his character.  So lame of me, so to the bag I must say, ‘Au revoir’.  Besides, I’m more of a one bag woman and my LifewithBird bag is treating me so well, I really don’t need any side action.

I just hope they find loving new homes; feet and shoulders to take them places.


Time suckage

February 25, 2009

I was just about to get down to some heavy work when my friend sent me this.  I am now gravely worried about my productivity level for this evening.  She said it is something fun to do while you are working, as “punctuation points,” which I rather liked.


February 24, 2009

I read a great post by Garance today, and it fell in line with a dilemma I had in mind last night:  do I let go of my Westwood pirate boots -which lead to greater questions of personal style and identity.  Sometimes I wonder if I dress the way I do purely for myself, what am I trying to convey with what I wear, if I am trying to communicate something about who I am at all.  I put them up on the auction block on Sunday night, but come Monday I had pangs of regret; so much that I took photos of myself wearing them and consulted with a dear friend.  We discussed back and forth and I lamented that while they are still such badass boots, they do not sing to me in the way they did as an image, as something to covet.  The thrill of the hunt was much greater than the kill, as is the case with so many other things.  He is wise and so I asked him if they were really me, we both knew the answer:  I’m not badass in that Vivienne Westwood kind of way.  I don’t want to just pull things off, I want to own them.  Thus farewell to the pirate ship, as my style is much more akin to the woman above.  I immediately identify with her way of dress, everything she wears sings to me and is referenced in my own clothing repertoire.  She looks damn good because she looks herself, and I came to the conclusion that if I truly love something it will be timeless in its own way.

PS the auction ends Sunday night.  Size 37, UK 4 black Vivi boots.  Adieu sweet badass boots, I admire you but ultimately we are very different.

(Photo from Facehunter)


February 17, 2009

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I thought I would forego New Years resolutions this year, but since some time has passed and I’ve really had time to consider what is actually manageable, I resolve to watch less garbage television.  This mostly includes losing some precious hours of my life to vapid shows like The Hills and its evil twin The City.  I blame a few people for introducing me to this affliction however I have no one else to blame but myself for recognizing the Sessun campaign model as Whitney’s boyfriend’s roommate’s girlfriend whose boyfriend kissed another girl while she was away on a modelling job in Italy. I need to punch myself for knowing such trivial meaninglessness, but mostly this sort of TV serves as background noise while hunched over working.

Nevertheless, some Sessun pieces are quite adorable.


February 1, 2009

I went to Utrecht’s Centraal Museum to see the House of Viktor and Rolf show which debuted at the Barbican in the Fall. I got super giddy when we first entered the exhibition -which opens with three looks from ‘The Fashion Show’ f/w ’07 collection. Life sized chubby cheeked porcelain doll heads sat atop disproportionately frail bodies and I was all loves it.

Favourites were the ‘One Woman Show’/Tilda Swinton  f/w ’03 ready to wear collection, ‘Russian Doll’ with Maggie Rizer from f/w ’99, and the amazing ‘Long Live the Immaterial (Bluescreen)’ from f/w 2002.

I also finally learned that they were the ones responsible for the amazing trench coat I was in awe of over 2 years ago.  Cool beans.