Roaming the streets of Stockholm with Bryanboy in my size 1000 Topshop sweater. Bryan and I didn’t go much of anywhere without each other during SFW…it got to the point where people would feel sorry for us and volunteer without our requesting it to shift their seats around at the shows so we could sit together. He picked me up in my room and immediately declared my look an outfit repeat, picked this thing up off the windowsill, and told me to change into it….that’s a lot of hemline stuffed into the top of my shorts there. Also wearing my new bag that I picked up at the Kobe swap meet in San Diego from my favorite Tibetan stall there…I brought two Alexander Wang bags and my shredded up Balenciaga but ended up wearing this everywhere..only thing that I lost out of it was my lens hood. Oops. Check out his blog for a covert peek into my hotel room at Berns and watch a video of us spacing out before the Cheap Monday show. Thanks to him and David for taking my photos!
I got back from Tokyo yesterday and after failing to stay up with some late afternoon coffee, proceeded to sleep for 15 hours. I woke up so confused. Should it even be possible to do that? Anyway, the trip was rad – my hotel room was about a foot from the Tokyo tower with a view I never quite wrapped my mind around, I met so many amazing people (including ViVi’s Marie who is so sweet!), shot with Elle and ElleGirl in Aoyama, roamed around the city with my lovely booker Jen, went to Le Baron with my friends from Mercury Duo Haruka and Kenji, bought some things for fall (mostly various shades of gross brown tones in leather and velvet), had some exciting meetings that I’ll hopefully be able to tell you more about soon, and brought back an enormous Kapibara-san that my cats really don’t trust.
These shots are from Starlite in San Diego..make sure to stop by if you’re in town, it’s one of our favorite places to waste time slowly.
Late night sushi, wet streets, layered necklaces, Rick Owens at Joan Shepp, Di Bruno Bros. iced coffee, wandering UO’s headquarters, my favorite tshirt, picnics in bed, drinks at the crypt-like Franklin, wispy knits, dinners with the Free People crew, weathered buildings, and airport sunrises and sunsets.
The rest of the outfit from a couple posts ago. Taken at my still very bare bones place in LA..my mom is promising to come bearing chairs. Which is about as far as I’ve gotten on the whole thing aside from dreaming of thrifting the perfect lamp (make that several) and coming to a screeching halt while driving by a garage sale to have them tempt me with a giant/awesome mirror (already sold..hey then take it to the crazy back already). Turns out I’m not terribly good at applying myself when it comes to interior design, aside from mockingly pointing things out as “key pieces” while shopping at stores that sort of intimidate me. Promise to post pictures whenever this stops being the case.
Aside from which..this bright blue top that ties in confusing ways makes me happy right now as does pairing black clothes and brown shoes.