A day in the death.

Where to start?

I just ate a really nasty salad. bleh.

I guess this post is a buffer. It really has no purpose but for me to get a few things out of my system. I've been inconsistent in my focuses, drifting between mainstream dance tunes, Thai food, and Pokemon. (just to name a few)

There has also been Star Wars, Twitter, the occasional fashion magazine, Taoism, and Tim Gunn.

Put these elements together, drastically lower the temperature, and you've got: my life.

It's really hard to weather the elements when you constantly buy clothes that barely provide protection. And I really don't think Taoism will play a huge role in my life. Unfortunately, according to the Tao Teh Ching, (paraphrased, of course) in order to be happy and satisfied with life, you should never have any goals. Simple minded people lead simple lives, which equals bliss. As ideal as this is, it's really not my style. So I'll weather the elements of life with my oversized T-shirts and Simply Vera wedge boots.

On another note. Rihanna. She wears a lot of hot pants.

They are stylishly bold, and they definitely give her that curvy-woman appeal. I am slightly obsessed with her look. Not to mention her exotic beauty.

Has anyone noticed that Enrique Iglesias' "Tonight" video is practically softcore porn?

Well, thank you buzzkill. Goodnight.

A-Dore Me.

Garance Dore Illustrations

My first reaction was awe. My second was, "I need to do this."

Bottom line: Garance Dore is an illustrative genius.

It truly inspired me to create a finished drawing. Her illustrations are so clean and effortless, these girls embody current fashion without being overbearing or complicated.

These particular illustrations stood out to me. I like the nerdy/hippie folk-ness about them, and the touches of color make them eye-catching. The simplicity is incredibly impressive.

I did a few illustrations using a pencil and paintbrush, one of which I was happy with. I hope to continue using this new technique, and eventually, one day, I will post some of my work on here. I may have to borrow a scanner...

Fashion Clip

Discovered this cool fashion show for Thierry Mugler, a cosmetics and accessory line.



I enjoyed the "ethereal-ness" of the show. The demonic makeup and chiffon veils made a cool combination. I was intrigued enough to explore the official online Thierry Mugler site.
www.thierrymugler.com

The brand is represented by a unique star signature, which is featured on accessories and as perfume bottles. So now that I've broadened my fashion horizons, I thought I would share.

Blast from the Past!

Probably the coolest 80's music video EVAR.
And it's so gross how he comes out at the end all sweaty. #love.

Too much coffee = Spaztastic fashion!

One word. Heatherette.

How I came to this conclusion is due to one factor. That factor is caffeine.
Why, you ask?
Because I just drank a medium iced coffee with cream and sugar. But the coffee people obviously didn't know what they were doing, because my coffee wasn't sweet, and the sugar was all settled at the bottom. Apparently New England-ers haven't caught on to the whole sugar-dissolves-in-hot-liquids, which means that you put the sugar in before the cream. DUH. But I digress.
Upon ingesting copious amounts of this caffeinated beverage, it got me to thinking about spontaneity, freedom, and spasticity. (That is a word, I looked it up! Nyehh) And what better label best represents these qualities?

Ladies and Gentlemen... Heatherette.

So yes. Drink so much coffee you want to puke. Paint your face with glitter and bedeck your body with Hello Kitty. Run around in a fluffy dress and combat boots. It's what Heatherette would do.

Kim Jong-il, say whaa?

This post is completely random and unrelated to anything, but I had this really weird dream last night, and I felt the need to record it. I don't remember a lot of specifics, but it started out a pretty normal dream about a pretty normal life.

It was New Year's, and my amazing friend Jessie and I were planning on going to the beach. As usual, our plans never seem to follow any kind of schedule, so it was a lot of pissing around and getting last minute things done 4 hours before we had intended to arrive at our destination. Next thing I know, my lovely fiance has joined the dream, and we are summoning an ancient Egyptian warrior to protect us. Unfortunately, in order for the entity to be a successful body guard, (meaning that we are impervious to harm) we somehow need to acquire authentic armor. We soon find ourselves in some kind of enormous indoor market, almost like one of those trading companies that has everything. I remember wanting to purchase a lot of really interesting pieces. But apparently shopping isn't on the agenda, because once we located some authentic armor pieces, we stole it. (Note: the armor looked like an old barrel with arm holes in it.) We plopped that armor on our Egyptian friend with a "Here ya go, buddy" and got the hell outta Dodge. It was a rather unusual affair after that, almost running over people in the parking lot in a car that was much too small and full of stuff for us to properly fit inside. Some 3 seconds later, we had arrived at the beach to mingle among the thick and perilous holiday crowds. Here is where the dream takes another dramatic turn. North Korea is attacking us. I know it was North Korea, because the dear prime minister launched a rocket at me. In my haste to escape my tiny vehicle, the rocket missed my body, but snagged on my shirt. I'm thinking, "Hell, I just got blown up", but luckily my Egyptian warrior was in the car too, so I didn't explode after all.

I don't remember much after that, but I didn't die or anything, which is good. Moral of the story is, if you think you're going to get attacked by a communist country, scope out an ancient Egyptian warrior spirit. You'll be fine.

(photo courtesy of someone else)

Winter is here!

And you know what that means. IT'S EFFIN' COLD. But there are perks to cold weather. For example, epic snowball fights, hot chocolate, and a warm fireplace. And then there are miserable things about cold weather, such as blizzards. Like the day-after-Christmas blizzard of 2010. The one I got stuck in while driving through New Jersey (which is the pits). But I'm going to use my winter experience as an excuse to share this cute illustration by Lauren Bishop. I discovered her years ago, and often find myself wandering to her website to check out new fabulous works of art.

(disclaimer: the snowstorm I got stuck in looked nothing like this. But we can pretend.)

I love checking out independent fashion illustrators. Seeing the different styles and techniques of the individual artist really inspires me. Lauren Bishop definitely exhibits a certain grace with a somewhat retro flair in her work that I am drawn to, and her use of colors, prints, and space is exquisite and consistent. Each drawing has such an intense personality. I especially like the elegant lady shown above, and she was the perfect image of the romantic winter. The coat print kinda reminds me of a winter storm, but it's contained within the silhouette, and therefore becomes elegant and beautiful. Perhaps I am merely overanalyzing... but Lauren Bishop is definitely worth checking out. You can view her website here: www.laurenbishopillustration.co.uk

PS- anytime you're feeling down, think about a box of kittens~