(Forever 21 lace minidress, Jessica Simpson platform sandals)
Another white minidress for the arsenal and some deadly accurate Anastase knockoffs (sorry, no way I could locate or afford the real ones! but yeah..really sorry Mr. Anastase).
Just when I was focusing on having a heart attack about leaving for New York this Thursday, my mom invited me along on a trip to Tokyo in March that I’m trying to decide if I can go on or not…it’s been a couple years since I’ve seen my family over there..and my Japanese is so rusty I might need to log some time over there just to not lose it completely. Well I have until tonight to decide what to do.
(vintage jacket and top, BDG cardigan and beanie, Grey Ant sunglasses)
At Azucar in Ocean Beach. So good it makes you wonder why Cuban patisseries aren’t on every corner.
Sunglasses are pretty much required during all daylight hours in Socal..the more they approximate the size of your head the better. Enter my newest addition, Grey Ant’s Status shades. Too lazy for mascara or blinded by the nonstop sun, I think these will take care of it.
I spent the day in Costa Mesa at RVCA working on my next collection for Spring ’11 with Kristin, which I’m really excited about…especially since this time around it’s been expanded to 10 pieces. The Triad Tank and Machinery Dress that were previewed here will officially be for Fall ’10 and available in a couple months.
(Scout tshirt dress, vintage suede fringe..thing, Topshop boots, Balenciaga bag)
Some thrift store finds are a little more grossly perfect than others..this loincloth/belt (see it more clearly here) is starred up, studded up, and double belted up. And it cinches in tightly at the high waist where nothing ever fits me. Quadruple win. One of my friends is convinced it’s a cropped single thigh chap (questionable singularization acknowledged) for the burlier cowboy. But the minimal sense this makes fades the more you try to conceptualize it logically. So loincloth it is. Then again this is the same man that asked me today what kind of berry gatherer I would be…”Would you pluck them individually? Or bunched? Why did I ask, you would pick each single morsel and place it in your satchel. You should do a shoot with cavemen.” Prompted by me telling him how much of a relief it is to be free of corrective lenses so that were I to be suddenly time warped to the Neolithic I wouldn’t be the weak myopic one in the tribe. Since you were wondering. And I know you weren’t. Worn with tshirt dress I never knew what to do with before, second day hair, my most beaten up bag, and a magical double shadow in a crazy crosswalk the earth is determined to split open.
By the way some of you have noticed I’ve been posting some odd photos here and there lately..it was the closest thing to a New Year’s Resolution that I had to start taking more pictures…I used to screw around with photography and sort of stopped for no reason at all. It’s felt kind of good to play around with it again. But of course Colin’s photos will continue to reign..we tend to have very different takes on the same situation and his will to experiment with photography as far as his mind will take him has never ceased to amaze me.