Showing posts with label sick awesome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick awesome. Show all posts

Monday, July 13, 2009

its here its here!!!





CELINE RESORT '10 DESIGNED BY PHOEBE PHILO. It's so..sharp! It's the only resort collection i have seen thus far that doesn't look like it has been used to mop up the tears of soot covered orphans/investment bankers. In some images the rigidness of the fabric becomes almost 2D. The collection actually excites me about fashion again (sorry couture week). Also, they smartly included the shoes and bags in the look book images because people are likely going to be dying to get ahold of those. Like me. NEED!

Monday, June 1, 2009

SO WHAT SO WHAT SO FINE


i was (so what so what) so kindly visually compared to the hottest les-tres-biens in telepathe on friday. dieeeee. this vid is so decadent! break ins! marshmellows! killer dance moves! jezuz crips i hope they come to a town/bedroom near me!

http://www.myspace.com/telepathe

Monday, May 11, 2009

micro post

returned from travels across the country:

thank you critical shopper for summing up my LEAST favorite parts of what was otherwise a killer sojourn:

"One $75 T-shirt bore the word ARTIST across the chest in a bold glitter font. Now, any artist I know who’s worth his salt would print the shirt himself if it cost more than $22 — and it would never say ARTIST. It might say JANITOR, or IDIOT, or possibly HOOKER. But wearing a $75 T-shirt that says ARTIST suggests that the most artistic thing about the wearer is the T-shirt itself, much as you know that anyone who actually uses the word “classy” probably isn’t. Even if they could afford it, real artists wouldn’t wear such redundancies, any more than raccoons would buy themselves $75 T-shirts that say RACCOON."


see u soon gurlizzz

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

hoppy eazetar



oh jesus christ do i love
cake wrecks. probably almost as much as failblog. how seasonally appropriate and internally appropriate that i should chance upon this glory of a cake. after being a cake decorator for awhile in ye olde days and hating pretty much every minute of it-not withstanding when, tyrannosaurus mom and her inbred children would demand that i write all of the following names on a 6" round cake: jeremy, jason, john, jimmy, jessie, charla, terra, tina, jeff. much like your ass through conventional door frames; that shit wont fit.-this blog makes me cackle with glee at the upset that is caused on what are likely annoying customers behalfs. here is the perm. link to the rest of the awesome easter cakes complete with a bleeding eye bunny! eggggcellent.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

best quote of the millenia

via jezebel viz perez

"I'm a very spiritual person and he's come to me many of times in my dreams… at the end of the day, he knows who's who and what's what. Believe that. And let me tell you something, the way he's feeling is going to come out. Like, trust me. Everything is going to come out later. You're going to see who he really loved and the ones that's standing up for him the right way is the ones representing him the right way. I'm going to tell you what my spiritual connection from Biggie is telling me, 'Don't look back, just do you' and that's why my success is right here for me… Biggie said 'Don't look back. Forget Cease, forget all of them because they going to be sorry. Cause what they did was wrong.'"-Lil Kim, who says the late Notorious B.I.G speaks to her from beyond the grave


NO NO NO NO NOTORIOUS

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Elle Yeah!

By now I have underlined my growing distaste for W multi-fold along with other general women's mag nonsense and trivia. Although, do not fret, you know what is getting pretty fresh? American Elle. British and French Elle have always had it on lock, but now lady liberty's version is slinkin' around lookin fly and being a good read. I nabbed some copies from the library down the block, intending to distractedly leaf through them during bubble baths or whilst wrapped in a fluffy robe. Well, I haven't had a bubble bath since I was 8 and found myself ignoring other pressing issues, like feeding the cat, to genuinely read the glossy tomes. They've got fashion! and beauty! and food! and, best of all, BOOKS! They've got it all, from Margiela to Curry rice crispy recipies to tales about how people should just chill the fuck out. Fluffy book suggestions and snarky book suggestions; I'm a sucker for literacy. Nonsense jewels and every day jewels. Deconstruction of runway looks and none of that 'how to dress your shape' shit. No condescending stories about the agony of having to miss a vay-cay in Mustique because it would gauche considering the economic state of our states. I may or may not have ripped a few pages from the loaned leaves; the same cannot be said for the Vogue and Harper's Bazaar issues I also dragged home. Perhaps Elle has always been this good and I am an idiot for not realizing it's beauty sooner, if so, I promise to treat you right, and even buy my own issues as opposed to mangling the kind copies offered by library boyfriend.

Thursday, December 20, 2007

willkommen and bienvenue!



ref29 you rule my brain. i'm stilll catching up on my internet news and refinery29 fashion interviews were on my list of things to read last night. and they did not disappoint! chitchattin' about the hinterland's newest babies kaviar gauche and the newest crop of artist edition tee's pay close attention to brendan donnelly's too cool mummies n' daddies near the bottom. now back to thirsty thursday. jeah.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

vena cava loves beer







It's true. One of their hand drawn silk prints is actually the silhouette of a pile of empty beer cans. So not only do i love them for making everything i want to buy in this life AND my after life, but they are rad girls who like to party and make all of their stuff by hand in their brooklyn studio. Please note these images from SS08 and scope shopbird for what we have at my place of employment otherwise known as what will soon be in my closet.








oh mi corazon




Maurizio Pecoraro showed in milan for spring 08 and was panned by style.com for being TOO influenced by art and not concise in his inspiration leading to a disconnect between styles. style.com needs to get it's eye's checked//lighten up sometimes. Who would NOT like native american head-dresses on a rothko/pollack inspired dress with a wispy hair-do and some fringe-y heels? if you answered 'me' the x in the upper right hand cornor of your screen might be useful to you. If you answered 'fuck yea i love that stuff im so wasted' then you are in the right place. Enjoy your wind down from work and scope these choice images from M's spring collection; the rest can be found on the devious style.com website.



Friday, October 12, 2007

the devil is in the details










alright, im no class act, but i sure appreciate some fine intern labor (akin to your normal slave labor but with more ass-kissing, errand running, and lower wages) detail work. my money is on that interns are to blame for the prototypes of the beautiful detail layouts of the following garments. i mean, takes one to know one and all, but none-the-less be inspired and hyper-into the navajo-bauhaus-rad extras of already awesome spring 08 biznizz.