the day the earth stood still

CONFESSIONS!

LOOK INTO MY EYE AND TELL ME YOU ARE LISTENING

Are you ready, are you sitting down? For 2 days this week I wore...pants?

I shocked myself, really. PANTS. I own exactly 2 pairs of pants. Peggy Noland dropcrotch cheetahprint hammer pants (for casual Fridays) and Dries Van Noten linen denim giant leg trousers that I bought at Barney's in 2002.

This week I wore the latter. I haven't worn these pants since like...2005.

LET'S CALL THESE WHAT THEY ARE, MMKAY? FASHION JNCOS. 

PANTS // DRIES VAN NOTEN     CARDIGAN // ROGAN    JERSEY // BF'S   SHOES // RANDOM PATENT BLACK OXFORDS    LIPSTICK // MAC RED

I don't know what came over me. I knew I really wanted to wear Hunter's Michael Jordan jersey, and that was already supes 90svibin to me, stylewise. And so I guess I just went for it?

This outfit is inspired by:

Myself at 16 (good LORD were my pants enormous), this photo from Brendan:

I TOTALLY HAD PANTS LIKE THIS IS 1996. ANYONE REMEMBER "MOM N ME"? ANYONE?

And by this:

LOUIS VUITTON PRE-FALL 2010

It felt really good, but only when I wore it with red red RED lipstick (MAC RED is so dope, and it smells like frosting) and heels. Otherwise, I felt a lil bit like a scrub.

I TOOK A PICTCHA SO IT WOULD LAST LONGA

Are bifurcated garments my new frontier for the twentydime? SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT.

is that plaid shirt a nod to the crispy seattle weather or are you just trying to stay warm in front of the refrigerator?*

i'm in love again.


ASHLEY MERRIMAN of TOP CHEF is makin me palpitate a teeny tiny lil bit.
ashley kinda looks like zach beirut's tougher cooler older bro except ummm ashley...is a girl?
it's like when i watch the L word and shane makes me feel all funny. it kinda fucks with my program.



so far she has proved unremarkable chefwise but that means nothing to me..LOOK at her, totes hot tattooed brochef style, it's really getting me. sam mason, i am maybe over you?



i mean, you guys:



dying? DYING.

ps, i swear my weekend trip to seattle today was decided before i watched the episode and found out she is the chef at branzino in belltown...i SWEAR. i swear!

pps if you don't think i am eating there tonight you are SO FUCKING WRONG.

ppps ashley, CALL ME.

*wins for best use of clueless quote as longest fucking blog title ever. thank you.

a-a-a-t nite

i can't stop with this song. i can't stop.
what is wrong with me? get me to DA CLUB AlREADY.



this week i been rollin around manhattaaaaan in my dad's suv (baller!!) blasting this song and trying not to commit suicide trying to look for parking in the east village during street cleaning. TWIST: THERE IS NO PARKING IN THE EAST VILLAGE DURING STREET CLEANING.

PS
tomorrow morning i fly to portland to start this summer adventure called "what is this 'new york' you speak of? i know not of this."

so until august...stay tuned for the usual whitelightningatude, just on west coast time!