I actually found glasses I like! On MY OWN FACE..this never NEVER happens.
All thanks to Jordan & Erik at Silver Lining Opticians. Kinda can't wait to get them back! I haven't worn glasses on the regs since 7th grade. But my eye doctor says I'm suffocating my eyeballs fro VANITY and SO...time to try something new (just more often, not ALL the time).
Bigger better post on Silver Lining & dope shades to come next week. Hopefully I will get these glasses with my actual nerd scrip in 'em back soon. Let's see how stoked I am then (coke bottle alert).
hi parker hi. his shirt is very hussein chalayan slash christopher kane resort, no?
parker lewis can't lose was the other show besides 90210 that i would tape every week on my ancient 1970's vcr so i could watch the episodes over and over and over again. it was a sort of absurdist slapstick-y teen comedy that broke the 4th wall- talking to the camera non reality stuff . i was pretty obsessed.
i mean..i say "truly great" because it was so epic in my memory.. i think i thought it was superfunny. i know i thought corin nemec was the cutest boy of all times. OG crotchthrob. proto bass. approx. 18 yrs B.R. (before ronson). ya know what i'm saying.
hold up, i just realized something: my teevee star bone fantasies are always so CLEAN CUT while my IRL lust-targetz are ususally such dirty dirts. what does this all mean.....?
i have missed the hell out of you my darlings and that is truestfax..i hate not blogging on the regs, and i hate that that sentence is really true. (NERD)
check it: we had a day of free time on saturday! it was basically devoted to sleeping in and then it took about 400 hours to walk to the tate modern (and about 400 more hours to navigate it. NEGATIVE POINTS FOR FLOW, ENGLISH MUSEUM PLANNER BRAHS.) and it was HUMID and a little bit ICKY but we POWERED THROUGH. all in the name of ART.
there is a ruscha ROOM. dopeness. the top left is an all time favorite, obvs
the tate is the only museum i have been to that devotes so much space (or any?) to fluxus artwork. as a certified yoko ono lovah/aesthetics nerd, it's pretty exciting.
m/m paris posters..superhuge and pretty fucking cool I R Lz.
there is also a jeff koons room, or did you already know? it's obscenely reflective, if you were wondering. see...I STILL EXIST! i know this blog in the past week has not supported that argument.
things are gonna be back to norms soon enough... one more day in londontown..and then it's back to bikes and beers and layers in july. (i miss portland!!! i really do...what does that mean?)
their modern & contemporary art was kinda cool, i enjoyed myself. oh and there are mirrors to take eerie pictures in inside the "old plates room".
in this city of seattle there are very attractive men with tattoos that throw fish around. i am unclear as to the actual point.
ps: everything i know about seattle i learned from singles & the real world (irene face slap! anyone?) off to find a citizen dick tee shirt (which would be the best gift i could give brendan ever, probs)
I WANT TO START MY WEEK RIGHT. i want to bring you into my new weird world, and that includes SOAPNET's beverly hills 90210 reruns in the mornins with my coffee. yah. you heard me.
so let me say this: i, white lightning, would like to applaud EMILY VALENTINE as this week's number one brain space waster. emily valentine was first in the line of bad girls to shake up the 90210 gang for brief episode arcs, and i salute her for bringing actual fashion to a show that was supposed to be fashionable.
this was the status quo. it's not like E.V. had a lotttt of COMPETISH..i mean, what the FUCK was happening in the wardrobe dept? brenda is dressed like ralph kramden. (honeymooners joke? what???)
i have now watched the episode where she makes her triumphant appearance in the halls of west beverly oh, about, 6 times (i do what i want, jeals?).
sorry BRANDO, dylan already asked her out in the parking lot. go shove zuckerman up against the desk of the newspaper office, she was DYING FOR IT.
she gets a date with dylan, brandon, & steve in about ten seconds and shows up to her first day of school on a motorcyle, in a leather jacket and red lips with a guitar. the girls all band against her and call her a slut! jealous bitches!
haters! sidenote, if i had the wherewithall i would start a blog called "what donna wore" cause this bitch was crazytown times infinity. PROPS TO YOU, DONNA MARTIN. i forgot about your levelz.
the writers were def psyched on the creation of this character btw, the name "emily valentine" is uttered like 57 times in the hour.
the time period of this episode is roughly 3 days, i think. but the amount of outfit changes is CRAZY>in one hour there are just SO. MANY. i can tell you her absolute WORST one: this elementary school librarian tasteful coat ensemble she wore to the peach pit was hidz. this is a date with DYLAN MCKAY bitch, TURN IT OUT.
oy. nate was ALSO smitten with her, as well as david silver. i am surprised that daddy walsh didn't grab her ass while she was in the kitchen but that is more of a move for an ep of the OC.
dope. she played janis joplin songs on that guitar at lunch. HA!
brenda bitchybitched all over her at a fam bbq while she wore this...what up lissie trullie, i know what you watched last summer, and it was this episode, CAUGHT.
i love her big FINALE outfit the best...leatherdaddy hat, babydoll top, pearls, WHITE LACE TRIMMED BIKE SHORTS and black boots.
amaze. so bad/good. so NOW. haaa.
this is the only time the brat trio rivaled E.V. for fashness, and it's only because they dressed up like the robert palmer girls (you don't want to know the reason why...it's so inane. it involved a song parody called "addicted to clothes"...it's worse than you imagine)
hottttt.
changed my mind, not sparing you. here is the big finale. they "sing" this song instead, and at the end of the episode, brenda and dylan get back together. i'm sure i was SO EXCITED when i was 13 and saw this episode for the first time. oh youth.
i know what you're thinking. "oh haaayy white lightnin...damn you CLASSY, GURL" :
uh, yeah, i'm keepin my shit tied down in my bike basket with one of my BELTS (vintage, obvi). i also cruised by the SEV-ELEVS and got me a big gulp, wanna fight?
they got a lot of bridges in the pdx. i stopped da HUFFY on one and took a pic of another.
we became best friends after we sat next to each other in algebra [EDIT: ted says geometry. hmm.oopsydoops] in 10th grade, no big deal. i think we were the two worst students in the class.
i spent most of high school driving around in his car.
holy fucking nostalgia overload. how about a picture of us from junior..prom? semi-formal? i have no idea actually.
a few HILARIOUS DETAILS to note: my dyed black hair (and bjork buns) lots of rings, def black fingernails. weird chinese dress - from pearl river, probz the glamorous cafeteria setting ted's...spike haircut?
ps, i am sure if i'd been in a different dress i'd be wearing a choker. god i love a choker. like, a black velvet ribbon? SICK! dang! BRING BACK CHOKERS!
this has been a public service announcement for "unfortunately named trends you'd rather forget that i think are actually kinda dope?".
chokers in 09!!
pps: ted's take on WHITE LIGHTNING: "i have no fucking CLUE what the hell you are talking about 90% of the time, lizzie. i seriously can't understand a word."
aww, he still reads it though, how's that for a real friend?
if anyone is a bigger packrat than me, it's my cousin michelle. yesterday at her parent's house we went digging through all of the stuff she has in her old bedroom...so much stuff from our teenage past, i will do a million posts about it.
when she pulled this out i almost lost it:
the original copy of the zine i made with my friend hazel in 10th grade!!! DIEEEEEEEEEE. a milliontrillion times.
i will scan and post, it's half awesome, half embarrassing.
favorite part: my review of the rocket from the crypt show at maxwell's (december 30, 1994) where i got a black eye..! haaaaahahaha.
ps, i lied to my parents and said i tripped and knocked my head on a table (worst lie ever?), but really some douche tried to crowdsurf and knocked me down ! i still have a teeeenytiny scar above my eye where i got the epic gash...
pps, i was kinda funny at 16.
pardon me for a moment, i am currently drowning in nostalgia.
in 2001 i had a brief obsession with uh..yellow ribbons? like..that you get for horse jumping? yellow = 3rd place, that was the most hilaretarded and amusing. anyways, i used to wear them on jackets and bags and stuff, like a lunatic.
this morning i had an overwhelming urge to wear one on my dress.
WINNER! AND STILL CHAMPION! (not)
dunno who i was today. F21 shirtdress and fauxleather AA leggings- ROLLED UP and marc bonkers penny loafers. ??? unclear, it felt interesting though.
once i got to work i had to run it by someone i trust:
beep boop boop boop [numbers being dialed]
alex (at his desk on the other side of the floor): ga? me: gaaaaaagaa. GAGA. um...a rolled up legging? alex: noticed, love it. dope. me: gaaa.
aaaanddd SCENE.
full disclosure, in the end i went with a SPANGLE JANGLE from h&m that i made superlong with extra chain. blue ribbon stayed home, too bad so sad.
it was a tough decision, but i am already the weird girl at the office and some days i can't take all the wtf looks. know what ahm sayin?
what is the sound of a GAUNTLET being THROWN DOWN? hmmm???
ok, i don't know either BUT if it has a noise, you probs heard it yesterday. i, dear readers, have been served with an epic challenge, one that i am NOT AFRAID OF.
last night derrick & i decided to make each other dueling mixtapes. but none of this bullshit burned playlist CD..on a real CASSETTE. no computer anything allowed, and anything goes as long is it's audio. also all labeling has to be hand done. he will probably beat me, since he's older and maybe cooler. but NONETHELESS... i accept the challenge.
i used to be a mixtape champ. sigh. remember when you'd have to tape the tape together cause you listened to it to many times it broke? or your walkman ate it? dannnnng it I MISS MIXTAPES.
i was all nostalgic and got superobsessed with the old cassette graphics...i posted a whole bucnh a shizz over on my tumblr..check it!!
a long while ago i answered a few questions for the very nice miss caro..the interview is up on her blog now. to read it now makes it feel like it was a thousand years ago...before i turned thirty...before it was 2009..OTHERWISE KNOWN AS: THE GOOD OLD DAYS.
i love mike mills. i love him so much. marry me. mental note: need to dig out all old x-girl tshirts, post haste. there is a picture of a pile of them in the book and i own at least 4 of 'em. (...somewhere)
also this:
the last magazine #2
fifty-eight pictures of natasha / camilla akrans
this magazine is so insanely enormous. i feel like edith ann reading the newspaper. (whoa..reference for old people? classic sesame street, dudes!) the first issue was a bit boring, oopsy? i liked this issue muuuuuch more content-wise (beyond the seductive ginormity). it's still a bit of an 'eh', though; to be honest.
ps, official review of M/M redesigned interview mag? GIANT THUMBS DOWN. shocking. so let down. thanks for killing me softly, mon freres.
i meannnnn ok this may be just for diehard model/fashion/90s nerds (um guilty, fail) BUT steve just sent me the BEST video (via fashinfags. i love fashinfags. but i digress)
models talking about what they're wearing and who has great style (stella tennant is the only one that names kate moss, oh holy icon)
shalom's EYEBROWS are realllllllly speaking to me. and helena's babybangs. and naomi's everything. and I MISS KIRSTY HUME!
sometimes lovely people send me lovely things (i know, life is so hard!). lookit:
after i commented about how much i loved her handiwork, the way too cute danielle sent me one of the chunkycool knotted headbands that she makes. ANNNND she sent it in the perfect red. (ahem, she sent it so long ago it's embarrassing. sometimes i don't know where my head is, i am sooo sorry it took me this long to document my love, danielle!! forgive me?!).
i felt so RED today..easier to find me in the snow?
um..you guys? i take pictures of myself when i'm alone and post them on the internets. tooootalllly cool, i'm like a grownup n stuff.
danielle has an etsy store, if you fancy a knotted wonder of your own...(you do, you do)!
