I'd like to say a Happy Belated 14th Birthday to Tavi from Style Rookie! Hope it was a great day, Tavs!
photo from weheartit.
photo from weheartit.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
untouchable and uncrushable
Zac Posen, NYC clothing designer and just overall fabulous, is doing a collaboration line with Target. Before the collection comes out on the 25th, Zac's having a 24-hour only pop-up shop. Rather than a typical pop-up shop, it will serve as more of a party, including a band and a DJ.
The shindig begins at 11 p.m. tonight and ends tomorrow night at 11 p.m. at 481 34th Street and Eighth Ave. See you there!
Check out the full collection here.
The shindig begins at 11 p.m. tonight and ends tomorrow night at 11 p.m. at 481 34th Street and Eighth Ave. See you there!
Check out the full collection here.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
good head on my neck, good heart in my chest
Oh, hai there, bloggy. I have not been posting lately, as you may have noticed, due to a number of reasons. One, spring is here in New York City. My happiness level has skyrocketed just a teensy bit because of this fact. Therefore, I am spending much more time out in nature in Central Park, more so than I usually do (yuck! Nature! Poison ivy! Bugs! This is why I try to avoid it), yet I find myself enjoying it, and so alas, the blog has gone unposted. But then there's reason two, spring break is over. Wipe the tears Lyris, wipe 'em! Yes, it may have ended over a week ago, but I'm still in that slump. I don't want to get out of bed for school, but then I don't want to go home to do my homework. So, what's a girl to do when she's feeling down? Rant about it, of course!
First, it starts in fashion, with the ripped-jeans trend. In the 70's, when the Ramones reigned the underground music scene, they donned leather jackets, t-shirts, Converse sneakers, and skinny jeans everyday.
The Ramones in their signature clothing.
They didn't give a crap about whether or not they wore those jeans yesterday, and they'd keep wearing them, jumping in them, rocking out in them, and eventually, little tears would appear at the knees. The tears would keep ripping until there were full-on holes on their kneecaps. Today, though, it isn't about the stories behind those holes, because no one has any. Nowadays, people pry open the doors of Hollister, perhaps even the new Soho one to make themselves feel cool while they're visiting "The Big Apple" (who came up with that name, anyways? Because I have never heard a true New Yorker ever say that) with their aunt, and prance into the dark, techno-blasting four or five floors of stomach-ache-causing perfume air and mahogany-wood decorated building.
Greeters/douches at the Soho Hollister store.
They smile and wave at the wannabe-male model in swim trunks and a six-pack at the front, and perhaps even stop to take a picture with him that they'll put on myspace later that night. They bop over to the denim table, and take a look at the eighty-dollar pre-ripped, "Deconstruction Wash" jeans that lay upon that table. They leaf through them, finding their size, and they lift them off the table and up into the air. *Gasp! This is the pair Rachel Bilson was wearing in Life & Style!* Well, now they've got to get them, since Rachel Bilson's been their idol ever since The O.C. coined the term "Christmukkah".
I don't understand certain things today. Of course, no one can understand everything, because that's simply not human. But when one can't understand, they try to accept it for what it is(well they should...). But I can't accept some things either, like how FUH-REAKIN' LAZY WE ALL ARE NOW.
First, it starts in fashion, with the ripped-jeans trend. In the 70's, when the Ramones reigned the underground music scene, they donned leather jackets, t-shirts, Converse sneakers, and skinny jeans everyday.
The Ramones in their signature clothing.
They didn't give a crap about whether or not they wore those jeans yesterday, and they'd keep wearing them, jumping in them, rocking out in them, and eventually, little tears would appear at the knees. The tears would keep ripping until there were full-on holes on their kneecaps. Today, though, it isn't about the stories behind those holes, because no one has any. Nowadays, people pry open the doors of Hollister, perhaps even the new Soho one to make themselves feel cool while they're visiting "The Big Apple" (who came up with that name, anyways? Because I have never heard a true New Yorker ever say that) with their aunt, and prance into the dark, techno-blasting four or five floors of stomach-ache-causing perfume air and mahogany-wood decorated building.
Greeters/douches at the Soho Hollister store.
They smile and wave at the wannabe-male model in swim trunks and a six-pack at the front, and perhaps even stop to take a picture with him that they'll put on myspace later that night. They bop over to the denim table, and take a look at the eighty-dollar pre-ripped, "Deconstruction Wash" jeans that lay upon that table. They leaf through them, finding their size, and they lift them off the table and up into the air. *Gasp! This is the pair Rachel Bilson was wearing in Life & Style!* Well, now they've got to get them, since Rachel Bilson's been their idol ever since The O.C. coined the term "Christmukkah".
But anyways, that's the jist of how things go today. Everything's done for people. Jeans come pre-ripped, CD's come to you in thirty seconds, pizza is ordered with the click of a button, stamps are no longer licked, and books can be bought without stepping foot in Barnes & Noble, like on the Amazon Kindle.
The convenient Amazon Kindle, the perfect excuse for a date.
Another reason why I'm not quite fond of today's society. Once again, like the mock dress or the band-skirt situation, no one has any energy anymore. No one appears to have the desire to step outside of their homes, start up the car, catch the subway or bus, unlock their bike, etc., and haul their asses over to the bookstore. They've got to order their new Dan Brown "groundbreaking" novel from their virtual library. Could a name for something get any lamer? "Carry your library with you in 10.2 ounces" "Books in 60 seconds". It's disintegrating culture. According to the second definition of "book" from Dictionary.com (yes, I admit it, I too contribute to the descent of culture. Everyone does, unless you're a hippie with a compost), it's "a number of sheets of blank or ruled paper bound together for writing, recording business transactions, etc." You hear that? Paper. Books are supposed to be made of paper.
I don't exactly know what I'm trying to get at here, because no matter what I say, it's never going to change anything. I'm also not saying that I'm not lazy. After all, I do write on this online diary, and when I feel like it, I do order my clothes from the web. I'm also not saying that I want a Kindle real bad, or that I'm dying to buy a pair of Hollister jeans. I think what I'm trying to say is that Kindles will break, computers will crash, and in the end, the ol' paper and pen are never going to turn on us. It's also always been this way, and everything's going to keep getting more and more advanced. All I'm saying, though, is that here and there, I think it's worth it to get down to the record store and bring yourself home a CD you can hold in your own hands.
First photo, second, third.
The convenient Amazon Kindle, the perfect excuse for a date.
Another reason why I'm not quite fond of today's society. Once again, like the mock dress or the band-skirt situation, no one has any energy anymore. No one appears to have the desire to step outside of their homes, start up the car, catch the subway or bus, unlock their bike, etc., and haul their asses over to the bookstore. They've got to order their new Dan Brown "groundbreaking" novel from their virtual library. Could a name for something get any lamer? "Carry your library with you in 10.2 ounces" "Books in 60 seconds". It's disintegrating culture. According to the second definition of "book" from Dictionary.com (yes, I admit it, I too contribute to the descent of culture. Everyone does, unless you're a hippie with a compost), it's "a number of sheets of blank or ruled paper bound together for writing, recording business transactions, etc." You hear that? Paper. Books are supposed to be made of paper.
I don't exactly know what I'm trying to get at here, because no matter what I say, it's never going to change anything. I'm also not saying that I'm not lazy. After all, I do write on this online diary, and when I feel like it, I do order my clothes from the web. I'm also not saying that I want a Kindle real bad, or that I'm dying to buy a pair of Hollister jeans. I think what I'm trying to say is that Kindles will break, computers will crash, and in the end, the ol' paper and pen are never going to turn on us. It's also always been this way, and everything's going to keep getting more and more advanced. All I'm saying, though, is that here and there, I think it's worth it to get down to the record store and bring yourself home a CD you can hold in your own hands.
First photo, second, third.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
you won't lose the beat if you just keep clapping your hands
P.S. Turn on your boob tubes at 6:30 tomorrow night to MTV. I'm going to be on Teen Cribs!
Monday, March 29, 2010
awakening
3 quick things for today.
1. Joan Jett and The Blackhearts- Crimson & Clover. Ever since I saw the Runaways, I've begun to have a minor obsession with Joan Jett/The Blackhearts/The Runaways. This song is so simple, but it's really catchy, too. Plus, Joan Jett was and always will be undeniably hot.
1. Joan Jett and The Blackhearts- Crimson & Clover. Ever since I saw the Runaways, I've begun to have a minor obsession with Joan Jett/The Blackhearts/The Runaways. This song is so simple, but it's really catchy, too. Plus, Joan Jett was and always will be undeniably hot.
2. This photo from Jak & Jil. I don't know what I like so much about it. It isn't even a picture of the whole outfit, yet scrolling through that blog it immediately left an impression on me and I kept coming back to look at it.
3. The burgers at The Pink Pony in the Lower East Side for a pretty decent $12. They blow my mind. Next time you're in NYC, stop by Ludlow St. and Houston. It's definitely worth it.
3. The burgers at The Pink Pony in the Lower East Side for a pretty decent $12. They blow my mind. Next time you're in NYC, stop by Ludlow St. and Houston. It's definitely worth it.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
the monkey doesn't fit in the suitcase
In the summer of 2005, a 15-year old California girl met a photographer, Mark Hunter, at a Blood Brothers concert at the El Rey Theatre in Los Angeles. Her name was Cory Kennedy. He took some photos of her to put on his website and they exchanged phone numbers. In 2006, she started an internship at his office, and they soon stared dating. Fast forward a few years, and Mark Hunter, who now uses the moniker "Cobrasnake", and Cory Kennedy, become huge stars. Cory Kennedy has starred in several ad campaigns and has graced the cover of a number of magazines, such as Nylon and Women's Wear Daily. The Cobrasnake's website, featuring photos he takes of parties and events he attends, gets 20,000 hits a day. The Cobrasnake has gotten so famous, in fact, that he's launched a vintage clothing shop. Each item is one-of-a-kind and handpicked by Mark "The Cobrasnake" Hunter himself. It's mostly sweaters and t-shirts with pretty decent pricetags. The t-shirts go from anywhere from about $30-$40, and there's even men's clothing! Every item is photographed by the Cobrasnake, and some pieces are even modeled by some of his Los Angeles hipster friends, such as Peaches Geldof. I know I'd like to buy each piece in the store. Maybe even the men's stuff, too.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
funny faces in the mirror of the bathroom
Oh, the world of fashion models. I'll always be fascinated by them. Maybe it's because of their beauty, or their style. Why this is, I don't think I'll ever really know, but I know there are some out there that are most definitely my all-time favorites.
Freja Beha Erichsen. This Danish beaut was discovered on the street while a modeling agent passed by her in a taxi. In 2005, she made her debut on the runways of Prada, Miu Miu, and Louis Vuitton. She's starred in hundreds of campaigns, such as Chanel, Gucci, Balenciaga, Calvin Klein, among others. Freja started out with long hair and bangs, and cut it short (like the above pictures) later on in her career, and I miss her bangs. She's the main reason I got mine. It's okay, though, because she's got killer style to boot.
Lara Stone. The 26-year-old been on the scene for quite a while now, but just recently she really hit it big. With the return of curves, she's the frontrunner. The Dutch model was discovered at the age of 12 in the Paris subways. She entered the Elite Model Look contest in 1999, and although she didn't win, she impressed Elite executives anyways and soon found herself signed to the Elite agency. For years she struggled in the modeling world, and in 2006, she signed with IMG and before she knew it she was opening for the Givenchy couture show in Paris. She's been in campaigns and walked the runway for some of the biggest designers out there. Her distinct look is due to her wide gap in between her front teeth and curvaceous physique, which designers love. She also has unusually small feet for her 5'10" frame- size 7, and because of that she has said that the only thing going through her mind as she walks down the runway is "Do not fall, do not fall."
Abbey Lee Kershaw. She was born in Melbourne, Australia in 1987. Miss Abbey got her big break by winning the Girlfriend CoverGirl Model Search in 2004. She's appeared in ad campaigns for Gucci, D & G and Ck Jeans. At the Alexander McQueen Spring 2009 runway show in Paris, Abbey got people talking when she fainted just as she exited the runway. This was said to have been because of "a combination of high heels and a tight corset". Whatever the reason was, it never phased her, and she's one of the most coveted faces in fashion today.
P.S. This was quite a while ago, but a few weeks ago it was my birthday!
All model photos from weheartit.com
Freja Beha Erichsen. This Danish beaut was discovered on the street while a modeling agent passed by her in a taxi. In 2005, she made her debut on the runways of Prada, Miu Miu, and Louis Vuitton. She's starred in hundreds of campaigns, such as Chanel, Gucci, Balenciaga, Calvin Klein, among others. Freja started out with long hair and bangs, and cut it short (like the above pictures) later on in her career, and I miss her bangs. She's the main reason I got mine. It's okay, though, because she's got killer style to boot.
Lara Stone. The 26-year-old been on the scene for quite a while now, but just recently she really hit it big. With the return of curves, she's the frontrunner. The Dutch model was discovered at the age of 12 in the Paris subways. She entered the Elite Model Look contest in 1999, and although she didn't win, she impressed Elite executives anyways and soon found herself signed to the Elite agency. For years she struggled in the modeling world, and in 2006, she signed with IMG and before she knew it she was opening for the Givenchy couture show in Paris. She's been in campaigns and walked the runway for some of the biggest designers out there. Her distinct look is due to her wide gap in between her front teeth and curvaceous physique, which designers love. She also has unusually small feet for her 5'10" frame- size 7, and because of that she has said that the only thing going through her mind as she walks down the runway is "Do not fall, do not fall."
Abbey Lee Kershaw. She was born in Melbourne, Australia in 1987. Miss Abbey got her big break by winning the Girlfriend CoverGirl Model Search in 2004. She's appeared in ad campaigns for Gucci, D & G and Ck Jeans. At the Alexander McQueen Spring 2009 runway show in Paris, Abbey got people talking when she fainted just as she exited the runway. This was said to have been because of "a combination of high heels and a tight corset". Whatever the reason was, it never phased her, and she's one of the most coveted faces in fashion today.
P.S. This was quite a while ago, but a few weeks ago it was my birthday!
All model photos from weheartit.com
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