important: beauty notes

When I saw this picture in a tabloid a few weeks ago, I had an apoplectic seizure of joy.

A SOUPÇON OF CHOLITA

Not only because MKO is wearing a perfectional animal print coat, one of which I am D-DYING for 

 ELIZABETH & JAMES LEOPARD SWING COAT. I'VE WORN ONE AND IT RULES, TRUST.

(incidentally, the one I want most is from her and Ashley's Elizabeth & James label, PLEASE SEE ABOVE...but I digress)

...but I am loving this pseudo-Chola lip situation. Let me note that in the tabloid, her lip looked MUCH more dark outline than it does there, and I am going with that.

I gave it a try the other night while slightly intoxicated and highly curious. Oddly compelling.

I have a feeling that much like my high-heeled Docs & Margiela platforms, favorite denim bubbledress and Coogi sweater, I may need to file this look under "Shit I Dig That Guys Find Hot Not At ALL" AKA the "Fuck You, I Love It" list.

One last note...Brand new Proenza is dope (Ashley), really,  but MK really is my Queen of Killing It. Weirdos FTW (the most appropz use of dorky internets slang ever).

Wait, one REALLY last note: MATCHING BAGS. Dieeeeeee-ing.

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

that zebra carpet really challenged me

hoooolleeeeee shizbomb. forgive me, everyone. i have not gotten deep into the MET GALA slideshows until right now and i am kinda reeling. it was sort of the best one yet, mabes cuz i'd rather see models dolled up than lame actresses. that's just ME.

allow me to begin with the "kids, stay off of drugs" award which goes to...kate moss. or at least, this lady formerly known as kate moss:



it's kind of a bummer, isn't it?
upside: you look great marc! pants! novel!

speaking of fallen iconz..SOMEONE WAS AT THE LADY GAGA SHOW SATURDAY NIGHT (truefax) and is FEELING JEALLYBALLZ that she is not the #1 chameleon anymore:



mmmkayyyy madonna. mmkay. pokerface, we got it.
ps, gaga already wore those boots last week, sorrs.

more LV, in the most shocking of ways:



fucking crapballs, leighton. i am torn between OMFG, i toooootally wanna wear that TOO and uh..these pictures'll be around for a long time, know what ahm sayin? hmm. fencing it, fer now.

the SIT NEXT TO ME award goes to:



ALT. killing it, covering it, being it, living it.
wait is he smuggling someone in? is he fashion trojan horse? or the dread pirate roberts?
haahah. okay, i just cracked myself up.

MOVING ON.

i need to discuss this:



DR LISA, i applaud you. balmain gets one free pass from me and HERE IT IS.
question: what does she wear when you see her for a dermatologist appointment? avant shouldered white jackets with a rodarte legging? swarovski encrusted stethoscope? one would hope. FINGERS CROSSED.


debbie...is this a bea arthur tribute?


clogs? ANKLE? how racy!


what? no jangles? no color? no more mullet?
so low key, kan!! i was hopin for a crazy SOCK at least.


dear satan:
if i pledge my eternal soul to you CAN I LOOK 1/4 AS HOT AS DIANE VON FURSTERNBURG? at HALF her AGE? eva longoria looks so PTA mom next to DVF. top drawer, lady. love it.


AWESOME. (kristen mcmenamy! julien dy's!)


awesomer? (lacroix, sweetie!)


AWESOMEST.
"oh, this? vintage helmut lang. pants. messy ponytail. why? BECAUSE I AM STELLA TENNANT, DUDES. no more questions."


uh...i think jack white is kinda really hot. i feel uncomfortable admitting this. are you ok with it?

you know what else is making me uncomf? in a seriously fantastic way?



british boy(s).
oh. hello. hi.

did i miss anyone who was dopeshow?