don't let me rock out alone

TONIGHT!
An event for ladies/ladyboys/boys who like ladies/boys who like boys who like to hang out with ladies.

RSVP now! rsvp@rogannyc.com

Wine & clothes & girls & jewwries, win/win/win/win.
I will be providing the AUDIO ECSTACY...I better see you there!

xo
WL

hidden talents

Oh, i forgot to tell you. I thrifted some tap shoes this weekend as well.

Look at those patterns in action...I surprise even myself sometimes.
(Patent leather tap shoes from a Southampton thrift, $7 // Grey satin ribbon perfectly tied & applied by Kat's mom // impromptu dance routine courtesy of my childhood dance classes)

PS, check that SHAG CARPETING, do you die? Kat's house in Quogue is my favorite place in the world, I swear.

photo by Louise Sturges

it seems like years ago already

i am SO BEHIND. so so so very blogbehind.
this FASHION WEEK we speak of, it's all a whirlwind of people and flashes and smalltalk and taxis and derek blasberg obsessively tweeting tavi's every move (does someone have a crush?)

i am gonna try to stick to chronology but time may get a tad ELASTIC on here in the days to come, bear with me please.

lets start with:
the party, the POP party. friday night.
larry gagosian's house. (when i say "house" i mean, HOUSE. elevator, sick art, amazing furniture..a swimming pool wth a clear plastic cover that coubled as dancefloor? NO BIG DEAL)

i, of course, danced most of the time? and didn't really take pictures?


me & laia, wine wine wine

i met gwen stefani and her huband BUSH. they look exactly like papparazzi photos of them; quite attractive. bjork was there and sofia coppola and proenzas and like, everyone?
i met MARYKATE which was sorta epic.


covergirl in rodarte

i tried to work up the courage all night to say something ANYTHING to olivier zahm, but i chickened out. and he was too busy dancing with daphne guinness ANYWAYS.


laia's boots

once my I R L friend alex "new haircut" hawgood showed up i was a crazed out dance machine. alex even got tavi out on the floor and totally made her kick out the jams.


alex. yohji anorak, ok? don't worry about it.

the amount of art in this house made my heart happy and hurt at the same time. so much goodness on every wall. the room we checked our COATS in was full of like, 30 warhols. amaze.


kate, shortstack, father of shortstack

laia & i stayed laaaaaaaate late with our POPgal becks and larry himself. talkin music and 90s.
you know why i loved larry gagosian? BECAUSE LARRY GAGOSIAN LOVES THE 90S.
to quote him:
"i love the 90s. they were just like the 70s but with tons of cash"
and i died.


hiding, gossiping, nerd alerting

my girl likes to..

friday night BEFORE the POP party was one of the best times i have had in a while. stevie, kat, adf and teens hung out and drank wine and ate chinese and helped me get all GUSSIED UP for the night...total teen movie montage of trying on and goofing off !

after a lot of freaking out about not having anything FANCYPANTS enough for the night, i got it together and i wore:



(i consider this my HOMAGE to katie grand...)

vintage dress, bonkers bracelet by MAWI, hairbow (not worn that night, but a dearly loved gift) by LOULOULOVESYOU.




vintage capelet, bag by laren merkin, prada shoes, that mawi bracelet ( i die for it)

and i cannot let it go without saying:
photos that actually make me look good (no small feat) by the always magical ADF.

party pics to come!

she used rave as a verb

best thing about yesterday was seeing la roux at all points west.


she loves that jangle

she was playing at the 3rd stage, which was at the front of the festival, which was about 900 miles (approximate) from the dry and non-muddy comfy couch in the vip tent, and so i was a TAD grumpy when marlow said we had to go...

but i WENT, through the endless muddy bog of eternal stench, and i loveeeeddd them.

elly jackson, who i want to call 'la roux', is pretty cutedorable.
she is either molly ringwald in duckie's clothes, or she is both of the eurythmics put together.

i mean:


duckie

+


annie and dave at once

basically =


elly yesterday at APW

no?
not no, YES!

after listening to what i can find online, i gotta say i prefer the live versions of her songs. She's rougher and more interesting. The recorded tracks are little too clean.
but she is still kinda great. (i think 'quicksand' is my fave? but it's all pretty danceydanceyfun)

i want her to cover yaz's only you. or maybe just recreate this scene from pretty in pink. i can play annie potts.
i'll take either (both).

sort it out, get the story

friday throwback!!
this one is inspired by luke (who reads this blog only to see if he is mentioned. JACKPOT, LUCAS):



converse ad from 1991.
dickie barrett, mighty mighty bosstones

could be i can't remember, could be i choose to not.

more bosstones on my tumblz.

he wants to hold them like they do in texas, please

if you were unclear as to why brendan the bdonns donnelly is one of my closest friends and favorite people then mabes you just need to check out this situation right here:



ohhhh man. i love the internets. i do.
videogum posted this video today and the comments are so so hilarious.
i like the debate/disbelief that the handsome dude in this vid (click) would willingly dress up like a bloodsucking criss angel enthusiast and dance alone in his room. (i would link to his "nosferatu does buffalo bill" video but youtube flagged it and removed it! haaha)

well..it's all true. handsome weirdo & criss angel's #1 fan are one and the same.
the best part is that if you KNOW brendan, this shit is just regs.

yo, i said i'm callin you baby

i posted this on my tumblr yesterday to commemorate the thriftacular but it still makes me laugh and so...HERE YOU GO. retro mondaze, fer sure.

ps, my 16th birthday cake was a cookie puss.