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Showing posts with label dream weaver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream weaver. Show all posts

Thursday, May 27, 2010

this is so important

Um. UMMM.
Mark Ronson posted this picture of himself from 1992 on his Twitter.
I present without comment, except to say that I am DYING.


I.
MEAN.
IS THAT A SOME KIND OF A BAJA & A BOWLCUT?*

Uh, DREAMWEAVER MUCH?

*clearly i lied when i said it was presented without comment

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

i call her red

Monday night Christine invited me to be her +1 for Karen Elson's sold out solo show at Le Poisson Rouge.

REAL LIFE DREAM WEAVER

She was...luminous. Magical. Incandescent? I may not know the right words. I died more than a few times.
I don't think I will have a day where I am like, I NEED to listen to a Karen Elson record today; it's the only thing that will get me through; it isn't exactly my thing..BUT- her voice is gorgeous. I was taken aback at how incredible she sounded.



(I forgot my FLIP! ADM*! Here is a tiny clip from my Lumix, twill have to suffice)

SPEAKING OF INCREDS, let's discuss how she LOOKED: That long peachyglowdress (with matching fascinator AND microphone fringe) and her unbelievably hypnotically gorge orange flame pennylocks. Superjelz x 100 millzbillz.

I am sorry to gush, but she is a VISION. And my hair idol. And so pretty I want to CRY.

Oh and no bigs, my second hair idol and Head of the Pennylocks Hair Association, Grace Coddington was there, front row and center. Amaze.

*ADM is AY DIOS MIO! Obvi, it's the new OMG. PASS IT ON!

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

can't stop, won't stop

I
 CAN'T
STOP
FREAKING 
OUT
  OVER
THESE 


SHOES
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

BALENCIAGA F/W 2010 AKA ABSOLUTE SHOE PERFECTION

They are a combination of so many incredible and seriously rad references.
To my eye, I see:
Eames bent plywood chairs, mineral deposits, salt shakers, Gerrit Reitveld chairs, my childhood FisherPrice rollerskates that clicked onto your shoes, sedimentary rock, and oh...the hopes and dreams of my entire lifetime?

I have never been so excited to see something in real life. 
I know I say it often but I REALLY will try to do anything in my power to own those bent plywood beauties. Although any of them would make me happy for the rest of my life, let's get real.

Sorta speechless.

Monday, November 23, 2009

in my dreams

One day I will do something worthy of allowing me to appear somewhere wearing this outfit.
I am completely serious, I consider this a PERFECT LOOK.



Ok, let's get real. I would wear this anywhere, forget "spesh occasions".  
Let's fangirl all over it, shall we?
1. Off-kilter bouffant. No one really needs to see this much of my face, btw, but I still would love to walk around like this. Mental note, buy giant bumpits and DIY it.
2. White mink shoulder stole straightjacket topper. Lurve.
3. Long flowy sequined skirt (dress?)with whats-his-name on it, increds. 

and and AND:

4.A JUDITH LEIBER BAG. I have always had a dark secret love for JL novelty bags..they are so synonymous with expensive tacky aunt but I LOVE THEM.  
I LOVE THEM.


Whyyyyyy wouldn't you want a bejeweled pavé glittery forestdwelling creature slung across your body that you can fill with superimportant things like red lipstick, stray pennies, a button from god knows what, airplane peanuts, a lucky rock, grape hubba bubba and $11 dollars american (TMI?)

Here it is! Gimmmeeeee:


Or this one:




Or, okay, I WILL TAKE THIS ONE TOO:


UNFORTCH FOR OL' WL, these sweet, sweet jazzholes cost like, $3,800+ bones on the average and SO it reallllyyy REALLY will never be my own personal intense pleasure to own one. Very sad, this thing we call real life.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

gaga, ooh la la

THIS IS IT, FRIENDS.
This is the moment.
If you love fashion, and don't love GAGALOO TOO..then you don't get the joke, you don't get the fun, you don't get the THING. You don't have to love the music (bad move) but you have to LOVE THE LOVE.

Today I watched the Lady's new video, Bad Romance and to quote Polly Mellon in Unzipped..IT CHANGED MY EYE. That is to say this shit is THE ONLY LEVEL.

This is also a pretty offish landmark for ol' Lady Gags- no more homemade couture "homage"... There is ALEXANDER MCQUEEN and it is REAL.

LET'S LET IT ALL IN:



FIRST SHOT: WE ENTER HEAVEN.
And HEAVEN looks like a Dolce & Gabbana ad! If you were wondering, I audibly GASPED when it started. I love.



Um, this is the only way to sit in a chair.



Mental note, dismantle old VCR and place parts on face, POST HASTE. [ED NOTE, eek they ARE razor blades. I am not that hardcore!] I mean, this is 30 seconds in and already 4000 mega fashion moments have happened.



But then..Que es esto, La Gaga? Nail mesh? (Is this also bizarre product placement?)

Oh, and if you were WONDERING Where the Wild Things Are?



They are here:



good grief, creeper latex Max costumes! Holy Whaaaa. WILD RUMPUS, INDEED.



Hey kids, REMIND ME TO D I for Y this kooky crown.



There is some sort of story in the vid of like..an overdose? Bad Romance indeed, Gags. This hair is neo-Frenchy-in-Grease. I want easter egg curls, i think. Anime freak eyeballs, mabes no.



Who's this guy? Is that couture headgear?



I am ready to move past this look. I call this "Hot Bod Gagalog", or "Dope Britney". it's sexxxay, but I need more. (...and more is coming, JUST YOU WAIT)



Oh hai.



PSSST i see you, MCQUEEN SHOE, I SEEEE YOUUUUU. (fashionforeshadowing!)



Sing alongggggg: I want your love and I want your revenge



I want your love, I dont wanna be friendsssssss



OK. I just got you started up, are you ready?
Ready for the MOST MAJOR MOMENT EVER?



FULL



MCQUEEN



HEAD TO MOTHERFUCKING ARMADILLO TOE !



McQUEENADILLOS!!!!!!

I mean, I CAN'T. Can you? I can't. I am so in love.
STOP THE WORLD. GAGA OWNS IT ALLLLLLL.
NO ONE can best this. NO ONE!

2 MAJOR song notes:
1. 1990s Madonna impersonation is reaching an all-time high in this jam AS IT SHOULD. She shouts, "Cuz I'm a free bitch, baby" and it sounds ZACTLY like M.
2. The french chorus at the end is hilarimazing. J'adoreeeeeeee.

There is some amazing shit at the end of the vid too- bitch shows her full ASS and sets herself on fire on a bear rug but like, after the McQueen-adillos I have nothing left. I feel like this:



I LOVE YOU, LADY GAGA.
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