Sunday, February 22, 2009

Where there's a will....

Alright, I've officially ended my blogging hiatus. 
Though I can't quite say that I only put my blog on hold for the past few weeks.
In all actuality, my entire life has been on hold.
It's only been the past few days that I've come out of my hibernation. 
Which isn't saying much, because I'm in upstate new york! So I still haven't been doing much life living.
There are only three reasons to blame this lack of blogging on:
1. I was sick. AGAIN. so I was stuck home in bed.
2. I gave in. I read Twilight. And then got so absorbed that I didn't go out for an entire week so I could read the other three books in the series. And I can't even say I was crazy impressed with them. Well, wasn't impressed with the last one, mostly. Maybe it was just because I read the whole series so fast. But I just didn't feel enough of an emotional connection. However, I still would recommend reading the first two. Stephenie Meyer portrayed the teenage persona brilliantly.
3. I've started to arrange for my summer trip. My friend and I are planning on taking a road trip from New York to the Pacific Northwest, and most everything in between. So I've been researching like a mad woman.

Sooooo darling bloggers, thank you for being so patient 
and I hope that you have all been doing incredibly well these past few weeks!
Here are some photos I've taken lately,
books I've just bought,
and a few photos from the infamous Twilight.

The lovely Angela tagged me a million years ago.
So here it goes:
What are you wearing now? Tights and a sparkly sweater.
What's the last thing you read/are currently reading? The Subtle Knife, by Philip Pullman. I'm still in a fantasy kick after all that Twilight.
Do you nap a lot? Not lately, I've been sleeping enough at night.
Who was the last person you hugged? My mom.
What's your current obsession/ addiction? Animal Planet and Henri Bendel.
Which item from your closet are you wearing most lately? This amazing tank top I got from the Zachary's Smile boutique. Thanks Molly.
What's for dinner? rainbow sherbet. 
What was the last thing you bought? A copy of Rudyard Kipling's "Just So Stories" from 1923 and a glass bottle to store fairy dust.
What are you listening to right now? Dream Girl by The Baldwin Brothers.
If you could have any super power, what would it be? Probably to read minds. Or to fly.
What is your favorite weather and why? Dark, cloudy days. The kind that aren't really cold and don't rain. But I've been warming up to the rain lately. I guess I'm getting used to it. I don't like the sun so much, and I hate the heat. So it's perfectly fine with me if New York continues with it's ongoing winter.
What time do you usually get up? Usually ten am. Sometimes earlier.
What is your most challenging goal right now? Going to class without day dreaming.
Say something to the person that tagged you: You never cease to amaze me. Keep on rockin' in the free world, girly.
If you could have a house-totally paid for, fully furnished-anywhere in the world: where would it be? Probably Paris. Maybe Italy.
Favorite vacation spot? Montreal. Or St. Thomas.
What is your favorite item of clothing? My blue blazer.
Favorite pair of shoes you keep going back to? My Stuart Weitzman heels, they're good for walking.
Name one thing you cannot live without:people.
What time is bed time? Depends on whether I'm having an insomniac-esque week or not.
If you could wake up anywhere tomorrow morning, where would it be? Paris.

I was given this tag about three weeks ago. So I tag anyone who hasn't done this yet!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

When the Music's Over.

Hello Darlings!
Fashion Week is officially over.
Be prepared to have a DARK Fall wardrobe.
Almost every designer was showing black and neutral color palettes, 
with surprising pops of bright colors along the way.
It wasn't so much a risky season, as a functional one.
However, girly silhouettes were all over the place.
So we will all still be smiling in our childlike frocks.
I hope you have all been having amazing weeks.
Will be posting new studio work soon!
Love you all.

Diane Von Furstenberg
Rag & Bone
Oscar de la Renta
Ralph Lauren
Jill Stuart
Erin Fetherston

Derek Lam
3.1 Phillip Lim

Friday, February 13, 2009

love love love

"All children are morbid: it's their one saving grace..."
"He couldn't believe in the way things were turning out: the difference
 between this happening, and what he'd expected was too great.
It was like paying your fare to see a wild-west show, and walking in on 
a silly romance picture instead. If that happened, 
he would feel cheated. And he felt cheated now."
"Let me begin by telling you that I was in love. An ordinary statement, 
to be sure, but not an ordinary fact, for so few of us learn that love is tenderness, 
and tenderness is not, as a fair proportion suspect, pity; and still fewer know
 that happiness in love is not the absolute focusing of all emotion in another:
one has to love a good many things which the beloved must come only to symbolize;
 the true beloveds of this world are in their lover's eyes lilac opening,
 ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, 
a child's Sunday, lost voices..."
"I wants to go where they got snow, and not all this sunshine. 
I wants to walk around in snow up to my hips: 
watch it come outa the sky in gret big globs."
"They can romanticize us so, mirrors, and that is their secret:
what subtle torture it would be to destroy all the mirrors in the world: 
where then could we look for reassurance of our identities?
I tell you, my dear Narcissus was no egotist...he was merely another of us who, 
in our unshatterable isolation, recognized, on seeing his reflection,
the one beautiful comrade, the only inseperable love...poor Narcissus, 
possibly the only human who was ever honest on this point."
"She looked like a kind of wax machine, a life-sized doll,
 and the concentration of her work was unnatural:
She was like a person pretending to read, though the book is upside down."
"All of autumn was the sycamore leaf and its red the red of her hair
 and its stem the rusty color of her rough voice 
 and its jagged shape the pattern, the souvenir of her face."
"His head was light as a balloon, and as hollow-feeling; ice as eyes,
 thorns as teeth, flannel as tongue; he'd seen sunrise that morning,
 but, each step directing him nearer a precipice permanent in shadowed intent, 
it was not likely he would see another..."
"There was lack of focus in her face, as though, beneath the
 uningratiating veneer of fatuous refinement, another personality,
 quite different, was demanding attention; 
the lack of focus gave her, at unguarded moments, a panicky, 
dismayed expression, and when she spoke it was as if she 
were never precisely certain what every word signified."

all quotes from Truman Capote's "Other Voices, Other Rooms"
all photos from Ffffound.

It's been an iiiiiiiincredibly busy week, darlings.
Fashion week, Valentine's Day, Odd run-ins with odd famous people,
work, school, work, school....

But I love you all for being so patient.