I refuse to name this post after a Hendrix song.

As a kid, the only music my parents exposed me to was Queen and Abba. As a result, I have an obscene passion for glam and glitter and awful hairdos. It wasn't until about two years ago that I started to explore the real classics, the Tumblr-approved golden age of the 60s and 70s, plus some blues. I'm about to sound totally cliche hear, but it was music that truly changed my perspective on life and the way I was living mine. I realize a lot of people were brought up listening to this stuff, and they might read this and think, "Relax your balls, girl." I should definitely do that, but for someone like me who grew up in a musically starved environment as a child of parents from a musically starved environment, this is all still brand new to me. And with that, we turn to the righteousness that is Jimi Hendix's wardrobe.

In a surprising turn of events, Hendrix has inadvertently become my style inspiration. Just look at the way he mixes prints in that first photo! And plays with textures! I envy the man for the way he wears a band jacket, fringe jacket, ruffle shirt, etc. I guess that makes everything? I've always favored menswear, but Jimi's fantastic in that his style was so feminine already. What made him so irresistible was the bravado and electricity he carried himself with, combined with a certain sweetness. Anyway, his look was all about layers and contrast, a welcome departure from the bulky gray uniform of winter (I can't complain; California winters never get below 55 degrees). I plan on investing on some serious jackets, more eccentric shirts, and plenty of psychedelic scarves. So many scarves.
While I have your attention, I'd like to mention The Ars Nova's upcoming show at the Whisky A Go Go on the Sunset Strip. It's on December 17th at 6:15 pm. Stick around for Maleki Theory, The Dirty Nixon, Ophiuchus, and Black Morning Missiles!

And finally...


1 comment:

  1. Still lovin each and every one of your posts. Keep it strong, girl.