TENDER BUDS

It snowed again today! Okay, I'm officially done with winter. I need to be able to go out sans yards of woolen mufflers, like, stat.







(Photo by David Hamilton; painting by Mikhail Vrubel; vintage photo from the awesome 4Q Conditioning; Chloe ad from Jalouse)

NEED I SAY MORE

Gareth Pugh, till it hurts.

IN CURVED AIR

Tonight is turning out to be a peaceful evening at home, listening to Acid Mothers Temple, reading, baking a cake, etc. I feel so domestic. Sometimes it's nice to just kick back with a drink and a slice of zucchini-chocolate chip cake, though, you know?

Anyway, the leather jacket I've been awaiting from Ebay finally arrived the other day.





I can't wait to break this thing in. The leather is so perfectly thick and comfy...

STOMPING AT THE SAVOY

Is there something in the water over in Sweden that makes them so fucking chic?



Local Firm F/W 2009... the clearer shots and more are here. It looks kind of Halston with all the brown crepe and little turban hats, but those stompy Victorian wedge boots just push everything over the edge.












Maybe it's time to give Halston another shot, sans all the Weinstein nonsense... Liza sure looks happy about it!

BOOTSY

God, I'm so tired... I got a boyfriend for my birthday and he's keeping me up nights. Yesterday we were walking around campus at 2 a.m. in the freezing slush and all I can say is, I hope he's worth potentially fatally waterlogging my beloved Dr Martins for. I think he is. Well we'll see!

So I saw these sick boots from Acne on StockholmStreetStyle and I feel like they are the answer to all my shoe prayers.



I'm so into platform boots, because walking miles and miles a day requires some actual traction. I might even have had some semi serious thoughts about creepers...

MONSTER FUR

image from livejournal

All those so-called "monkey fur" coats from Topshop etc. are all right, but NOBODY slays it like Gloria Swanson.

SUBLIME DEGREE

Okay okay! Just one more post and I'll be done for the night, I swear.

A few months ago, when I was still living in my old town, I had a chance encounter with the most amazing antique Indian eagle ring. I might have fallen in love a little bit. It was heavy, solid sterling, and meant for big male fingers, and just expensive enough that I decided to hold off getting it until my birthday. I still haven't gotten it yet, but every time I see someone wearing a fistful of giant silver knuckledusters I get a little twinge.

This led me to searching around online for similar rings to my beloved and hopefully soon to be birthday jewelry. I hadn't found anything that really compares... but check this craziness out!







So apparently Scottish Rite masonic rings are super incredible. There's a couple more on that site. I would totally go for one if I didn't think I'd be immediately targeted by the Skull and Bones society seeking revenge for their pilfered magic regalia.

Oh, and happy my birthday! Just 23 and I don't mind dying.