kids in couture.

"we don't need no education."

shot by: ryan mcginley.

purple magazine.

2.55

good to know elves are hard at work.

the making of the classic chanel 2.55 bag.

pushing 23.

typically, im not one for tight and sexy little pieces but i really wouldn't mind this number. brian lichtenberg "freakum dres" (and yess that's what its called.)$290

buildings should be erected in my name.

happy birthday to jane birkin who turned 63 today.

now if only i could get my hands on an hermes birkin bag to celebrate.

stop a baby's breath.

sophomore s/s 2008

photography: cass bird

the neighbors were screaming.

i found my wedding dress.

only thing missing? an obscene amount of diamonds and a pet polar bear on either side. i wonder how my guests feel about a scandinavian winter wedding.

audreycantwell.com

i don't have a key for downstairs.

ive recently traded up my trusty black and white O.P.I colors for "you don't know jacques" which eventually becomes the perfect shade of grey after 2 coats or 3. i wonder how absurd it would be on a scale of 1-10 to buy enough of these little bottles to paint my kitchen with since BEHR paints is openly refusing to cooperate in giving me the color i want. but in other news, it's become official that i've found little to no use for color anyway. i think in black and white, dream in black and white and speak in black and white. unfortunately im still learning how to convert my decision making to a simple black and white. i've been obsessing (and when i say obsess i mean that cant eat, cant sleep, reach for the stars, over the fence, world series sorta thing) over the bcbg mendal boot when i learned the news of them going on sale dropping for $600 to $300. (which to me sounded like the closest thing they could get to a reparation for fashion lovers everywhere after the sad margiela sandal bootie knock offs from last spring...mortifying.) i realized that all of the blogger world had caught the early worm when mrs. aldridge of sea of shoes was spotted wearing a pair in paris and rumi of fashion toast posted a sun-kissed pair the same week. my best friend even sent me a picture text of her galavanting around the nashville bcbg store in a pair.

proof that the nice guy always finishes last.

with christmas around the corner i've been finishing the last touches of my christmas list. ive been a pretty good girl for the past 350 odd days so i don't think becoming best friends with rei kawakubo would be too much to ask. if santa can make it to every chimney on earth in a single night im pretty sure that one will be a cake walk. i recently finished a dress that was loosely inspired by a previous comme de garcons collection and which to the untrained eye looks like a wool trashbag due to batwings so exaggerated it will have even those most scared of heights convinced they can jump off a roof and catch flight.

winter 09/10 i want fur anything. leather almost anything. shapes full of drama. a crisp white. a foggy grey. and a pronounced noir.

and they called her aurora.

now that my winter break has begun and the shackles are off my feet (or at least until january) i actually feel like i can pull my life together. i saw this editorial from the european based Blonde Magazine and it reminded me of myself for the past 3 months. so engrossed in the fashion industry yet running on the fumes and eventually coming to a complete halt.

talk about a sleeping beauty.

i'm not dead.

delicious.

balmain seude zipper bootie

&1975

slumber party soiree.

not only does wildfox have the best graphic t-shirts but their blog has the most stunning fashion photography. the essence of their aesthetic is always so well executed through their editorials that it looks like working for their company would just be incessantly fun; girls who are effortlessly chic and reek of california glam. whatever happened to a good ol fashioned slumber party anyway?