Jill Stuart

Foxes. Owls. Color blocking. Seventies? At least the seventies as I imagine them. Burnt mute leaf colors and nocturnal forest animals.

(pictures from style.com)

sexxxah

Joomi Lim is always killer.

Triumph motorcycle from vintage prints and posters

Phillip Lim bag via La garconne.

Russh shoot by Willaim Davidson, featuring Ashley Smith

twist and whisper the wrong name

Is this taking socks and heels too far? Can you take socks and heels too far? I kind of have an addiction to chunky socks, especially the patterned variety.
And this past weekend, we were checking out the new fluevog line-up (KILLER) and trying on the whole store. It's good that the employees there are pretty much the nicest people around.
I ended up buying these heels on a recommendation of the store-girl who said she has four different versions of it and even goes biking in them. This is my kind of shoe.
But should I maybe ditch the socks?

oh. and listen to this song:



Frightened Rabbit is all I can listen to these days.

left wanting

on my lust-list:

Fox Dress from Opening Ceremony

The funkiest little saddle shoes ever, by who else but Jonh Fluevog.

The dress isn't likely, but if I'm feeling rich later this spring, I'll be prancing around with mandarin-orange feet.

hello again

shit. it's been a long time. kind of. I guess two months isn't that long in the grand scheme of things, but it seems long.
But it's a new year now. And I'm still here.
In the meantime... I ate some sandwiches, and some cake. I've been reading hundreds of pages of articles, journals, poetry, novels, biographies, studies, theory... you name it. And I took naps on the couch. The necklace I'm wearing is a buffalo tooth with gold leaf, by tame and able.

I want summer to come faster so I'm sewing foxes onto my cut-off shorts.