Time for a good scare. Was walking around in a rainy Pacific Beach last week and dragged Colin into a uhh well, let’s face it, stripper store when I saw the legwarmered mannequins wearing these feathery masks I never knew I needed. Couldn’t find the most awesomely horrible light blue one I wanted from the window but walked out with a black one and a white one. I always need options. Oh and also picked up this snake bracelet that’s currently wrapped around my rear view mirror. And this is why when people ask me where I shop I say everywhere. For spring I think I’m going to start a small collection of droopy open knit sweaters like this one to live in.
I’m in the February issue of Teen Vogue talking about East Coast versus West Coast fashion with Julia. I’m obviously a born and bred California girl but have always found inspiration in both perspectives. LA gets a bad rap sometimes for being sloppy or showy or complacent but done right, the undone look it’s known for is pretty sweet. I’m going to sound like a crazy hippie right now but the beaches and deserts and mountains and forests here make me feel alive in a way that has a lot to do with how I put clothes together. Though layering opportunities in New York give me the chance to make use of my inexplicably large jacket/coat collection. How would you describe the differences between the two?
Some pattern mixing for a walk across a dark field..uhh or something like that. Blogging is so strange, and not only for allowing the creation of sentences like that gem there. This bag makes everything better…I bought it from a Tibetan vendor last summer at Kobe’s swap meet in San Diego, which is totally hit or miss and therefore quite exciting. And always worth it for the kettle corn and generic Sharpies from Mexico (actually those suck). Would have to take it with me if I ever moved to the desert to live in a patchwork tent with a pygmy goat. The scarf can come along too, since it’s just split in the middle and can now be worn as some sort of a slutty poncho though I’m torn on the sanity levels of this newfound option. Scary stuff.
(vintage suede coat, J Brand Martini Flare jeans, Forever 21 sunglasses, Topshop clutch, Tristan Blair wedges)
Never cold in my heaviest coat..this thing weighs about 25 pounds thanks to the most painstaking shearling lining and quilting job I’ve ever seen. You’d think I would take it when traveling anywhere cold but I can never commit to wearing it in the plane since I just picture everyone blandly staring at me as I hop around madly trying to smash it into an overhead compartment. So wintry beach it is. While we were taking these some dude walked by and slowly and somewhat drunkenly drawled “I really like the color of your..sweater”. Yes. Sweater. Thanks dude.
The morning I went to their office, Gunji from Vogue Japan was nice enough to invite me to an exhibition of 3.1 Phillip Lim’s spring collection later that afternoon in Sendagaya. I had about an hour of free time so I booked it over there as soon as I could. There was a lot of sickening gasping and fawning done by me over his “puzzle piece” collection…I was slightly bitter that I hadn’t brought my bigger camera that day but luckily I had my Olympus in my bag. (more…)
(Mercury Duo coat, Aula Aila sheer top, Hanes wifebeater, vintage Levi’s shorts, Dolce & Gabbana wedges, Whyred sunglasses, vintage eelskin clutch)
The most basic outfit ever but taken up a notch with this sweet little top that I picked up while shooting with ViVi in Tokyo..we went to the Aula Aila showroom and I tried on a bunch of clothes and took photos ie. what bloggers are supposed to do no matter what the scenario I suppose. I chose a long knit dress to parade around in for a second. Anyway, the line is rad and oddly enough sort of Americana inspired..fringe, crochet, and this crazy raw cut leather chopped up into ragged little tops and jackets. Sorry for the awkward flasher shots…there was no way I was committing to taking the coat off in the brutal San Francisco wind but I wanted to at least try to emphasize the sequins clustered together so thickly that they look like jagged bits of pyrite.
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