Monday, August 29, 2011

bathroom communication

When your bf is an insomniac and you sleep on a normal schedule, sometimes you end up communicating through bathroom messages. I left him a note requesting the shaving of his beard; he complied and gifted me with a singing Justin Bieber toothbrush.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Canada Part One

Day one in Toronto. Well, I landed the night prior but was too beat to go out and party at the Junction. So I was bright eyed for brunch at the Drake Hotel with a bunch of degenerates but quickly caught up as we proceeded to drink a number of Ceaser's (the Bloody Mary of Toronto). Followed brunch with some thrifting, trying on sunglasses and sequins. Found the most epic leather jacket which I had to think about all week before justifying buying it, and the fate that it was still there even though it had been pulled for Ke$ha (vom). Ran into Justin Beiber at the pharmacy, that was weird. Many more photos to follow, one of the best vacay's I've had in awhile with my BFF PowPow.

Thursday, August 11, 2011


I've been in love with this company for awhile. Sick.

I'm a Stupid Cat!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011


Nightmare is a really cute, all black, feral cat that lives in Bushwick. She doesn't meow so much as screech. I found this post-it when I cleaned my desk last week. I think it's an Alexander McQueen quote.

Sleep No More

If you haven't seen this yet I highly suggest it. One of the coolest things I've seen in a very long time. You can't talk at all, you wear a white mask the entire time, and you feel like you're in a Great Depression version of The Shining. Fucking creepy. I'm surprised I took any photos at all, I felt like someone was going to nab me for it immediately after.

in love

Cameo, $130

Tuesday, August 9, 2011


despite the misspelling, still a very nice thing to come home to


Raquel Allegra t-shirt, Isabel Marant dress, Barneys Co-op glitter boots

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

back to school shopping

Shakuhachi leather dress, Unis studded loafers, senso pony hair madness, Helmut Lang leather trim staple, Helmut Lang "football" bag, Jeffrey Campbell studded loafers. These all seem like totally practical items. Is my perception of practical warped?