Anyone's Ghost

It's been a sluggish winter break. I didn't even want to look at the computer after I got back from Tahoe a week ago, and I've an unhealthy addiction, you know! My week back has instead been full of shopping, a sort of New Year's present to myself that I don't really deserve. I'm a naughty child, you see, and we shall leave it at that.

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New York T-shirt, vinatge; leopard leggings, vintage; collar, DIY; boots, Miss Me

As my dancing/clapping/disgusted friend is trying to show you, I have leopard leggings! Those who know me will call me a hypocrite due to my usual absolute hate for leggings of any sort (except James Lillis' of Black Milk, of course). But the synthetic cat gods were calling to me when I was thrifting yesterday, so I tried them on for sheer ridicule. And what do you know, they didn't look half bad (to me, at least). That there shirt is also the child of yesterday's shopping.

I have affectionately dubbed this my racing sweater. It even feels like the 80s, ya know?

Pewter oxfords, Enzo Angiolini

They're shiny. Shiny. Shiiiiinnnyyy. Is this getting through to you? Though the buggers did give me blisters yesterday, they are now thoroughly broken in and able to be the shiny gentlemen they are. Oh God... I sound a little insane. But they really are amazing, kids. The picture I took with my point-and-shoot really don't do them justice.
I probably won't post again until the New Year, so happy holidays.


Muscle Man

Did you guys know that Wikipedia says latchkey kids (kids that are home alone after school) are more depressed and more likely to do poorly in school? Silly Wikipedia! I am perfectly normal. I just happen to wear collars from different shirts and big houndstooth capes.
Anyway, I feel like I should be completely repulsed by this, but it's so adorable! Siri Tollerod looks kind of like a mischievous hobo or extremely happy vagabond, or maybe a dirty little boy with a love of hoops and rosary jump ropes. This really puts me in the mood for spring, man. Alas! I have to get through my blessed winter break first.



Much Ado About Nothing

I'm still recuperating after my competition in Vegas (more on that once I can access my pictures), so this is really only to tell you about my cross-post at MaeGal's Fashion. She has a handy dandy little blog with some truly useful tips for everyday wear and fantastic giveaways! And because I don't like to leave posts without a visual or something of the sort, I'm going to include this editorial from Vogue UK. I love the light effects, and it's one of the few times I could condone a typical gray background.

Night, dummies. LEMON OUT.


Album of the Month: December 2010

The Kills
Midnight Boom
One day we're going to discuss Alison Mosshart in detail, but for now... let's just bask in the dark fantasy that is the Kills. When I first heard about them way back when (oh, haha Stacy, you sound so old and wise) I initially thought, Yeeeaaahhh... girl/boy duo with some guitars and a drum machine? Isn't that a little White Stripes? That was an unfortunate time in my life when I was closed-minded and didn't understand good music. But we're here now, and Midnight Boom, their most recent release, has become one of my top albums. It has everything, man. You have the lo-fi vibe all over it, like Alison Mosshart and Jamie Hince just got together in their fancy shmancy New York apartment and whipped it up while dancing erratically in their bedroom (perhaps it's the one on the cover?). At the same time, the sound is stripped-down expertly without sounding empty. What's cool is the different moods that exist on the album. In songs like "Tape Song" or "Hook and Line," the feel is super groovy and the guitar snarls and everyone goes crazy, lalala! But the band is not a one-trick pony. Though they're at their best when they let the sex appeal ooze all over the place and go for a raw sound, they know how to control it and go slightly softer in songs like "Goodnight Bad Morning" and "Black Balloon." Just, guys. IT'S SO DARK AND SEXY AND DANCY HOW COULD YOU NOT LOVE IT?!??!?!
Favorite Songs: U.R.A. Fever, Alphabet Pony, Last Day of Magic


Regulate Me

So I've finally decided to get on my ass and do some show reviews. Indeed, friends! I will actually do some of this blogging business!
First, we have Hermès SS11, which happened to be Jean Paul Gaultier's last collection for the fashion house. Hermès began in the business of harness and saddles, and leather was all over the place in this collection.
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Notice that clear looking-jacket? If one should take a closer look, YOU WILL NOTICE IT IS CROCODILE. Like, who would think of transparent crocodile? It's very exciting, you understand. The hats could've become monotonous, but they were just so... mysterious. The equestrian/ country look definitely prevails with the boots, the blazers, the billion variations on riding pants, and the spot-on tailoring. I also love the corset-type things that were on almost all the models. It would have been ridiculously easy for these girls to turn into dominatrices (especially Karlie Kloss with that crop... it worries me), but we stayed away from that area. It's all just incredibly sleek and makes me want to jump onto a regal stallion in my corset and sexy hat and strappy leather pants.
Album of the Month will be updated tomorrow if I can get to it.