Song Titles Are Complicated!

I've been watching a lot of movies and revisiting old music videos lately. It feels weird because my music taste from 5 years ago is completely different and all the songs I used to be obsessed over are now completely meaningless to me. Also kind of creepy, if you know what I mean, because it's like finding your childhood best friend 20 years later to find that she had completely changed.

Clockwise from left: Mariacarla Boscono photographed by Mert & Marcus in LOVE #6, some Vogue UK editorial that I had forgotten about, Anais Malfray and her awesome head of braids, unknown, Jac and Frida photographed by Juergen Teller in the Marc Jacobs fall 2010 campaigns, unknown, unknown

This short film, called "Lost and Found," is one of the best 10 minutes I had ever spend in my life. It's about this boy founding a penguin on his doorstep and decided to help him find his way him. So he build a boat and decided to row to the South Pole. I don't really know how he made the trip in 2 days but this is adapted from a children's book and everything from children's books are legitimate. The middle of the film literally scared the shit out of me because I thought they were going to die in the ocean.

Clockwise from top left: Kirsten McMenamy photographed by Time Walker in LOVE #7, Alexander McQueen fall 2001 — "What A Merry-Go-Around," Kate Moss photographed by Mario Testino in the April issue of American Vogue, Dazed and Confused January 2012, unknown Dazed and Confused cover because the resolution is too small, unknown, Prada spring 1997 campaign, Mariacarla Boscono by Mikael Jansson for Interview Magazine September 2010, Nirvana fans at the Kurt Cobain's public memorial service(April 10th, 1994) 

Clockwise from left: one of the many covers for i-D pre-spring 2012, a photoshoot from The Ardorous, Alexander McQueen for the Rug Company, Christina's World by Andrew Wyeth, Katniss Everdeen but mostly the Meadow from The Hunger Games, unknown, cover image of The Virgin Suicides, Where The Wild Things Are

Reverse Ombre, Y'all

People with pretty hair get away with everything. Even if you're screaming at them the conversation always turned into something like "OMG YOUR HAIR IS SOOO PRE-TTYYYY." It's just like some universal rule whenever this reverse ombre thing pop up on Tumblr or Pinterest or whatever technology these days, that I just think of how people with reverse ombre would get away with everything. An ombre would always be just an ombre, but when it's reverse it's still an ombre but even better. Unless you do a reverse ombre in 5 Manic Panic/Special Effects shades, then you should just be given the most amazing person on Earth award and have a monument built with Oreos and Nutella and bacon in your honor. 

Ladies and gentlemen, the reverse ombre.  photo source: theory, minimaliste

From London with Love, Sequins and Many Prints

I love London Fashion Week more than anything in the world(alright, along with Nutella), and I never exactly understand why no one really cares about London Fashion Week. At least London designers are creative and bring a burst of energy to the fashion scene, unlike the . If I have to look at Karl Lagerfeld reworking tweed suits every single season I'm putting a gun to my head.

In his spectacular spring 2012 collection, Christopher Kane was inspired by palimpsest walls and Dear Diaries of teenagers’ bedrooms on grim welfare estates(or at least, according to Vogue. The result was layers of different organza and pop-up flowers that look something like Elle Fanning would wear for Chloë Sevigny's birthday party. For fall, Christopher Kane is still inspired by teenagers from the 80s and still has a thing going on with flowers and the collection is full of cutout dresses, pinstripes, floral embroidery and mesh skirts in bold reds and purple. The first few looks(pinstripes) gave a false impression of the collection and I thought the whole thing was gonna be a snoozefest, then the flowery-mesh-thingy started popping up. Long story short, trust fund babe meets hedonistic, middle-age woman living in South of France.

Some of the most wonderful things about the 70s are the hippies with their "Make Love Not War" signs Studio 54 and Rocky Horror Picture Show. Combined those two and you'll get a hipster Tumblog Meadham Kirchhoff, fall 2012. Metallic bustiers and rainbow tights suddenly look desirable again, and handbags with cartoony monster-faces on them will no doubt be the biggest thing of 2012. After all, doesn't everyone wears coats covered in tinsels? At least, I do. Be right back putting on glittering platforms and blue paint on my face.

Erdem, Erdem, Erdem. I don't know but chanting things 3 times sound really cool and voodoo-like, Yolo! Apparently this is inspired by old ladies that are really into hoarding art, which is the only reason why neon lace, Impressionist floral prints and splattering print made an appearance at the same. It looks very feminine are supposed to be Mad Men-inspired, because all things feminine are supposed to be Mad Men-inspired. Mid-length dresses? Mad Men-inspired. Brooches? Mad Men-inspired. Structured coats? Mad Men-inspired. MAD MEN IS THE CREATOR OF ALL THINGS FEMININE AND GIRLY SO FORGET THE 60S THERE'S ONLY MAD MEN AND MAD MEN ONLY. Yolo.

As of right now, you probably are aware of my fanatical obsession with Mary Katrantzou. The woman who started the whole florals for fall trend two years ago! A master of prints in Photoshop! The visionary who incorporated ordinary, everyday objects like spoons and telephones into prints! Yes, oh yes she did. And the result is a range of printed dresses that are everything from structured to rustling-in-the-wind. Katrantzou does similar silhouettes every season, but she managed to make it look different every time. Now that's creativity, and great prints.

Speaking of prints, I'm equally fascinated by the ones skillfully crafted by Michael van der Ham. I should stop talking about prints already, but print-blocking really is the biggest trend in fashion of the moment and even Vogue agree(see March 2012 issue). And I always like an excuse to clash wear all the floral dresses and floral shirts and floral tights and floral shorts and floral socks and floral sneakers together. Anyway, the prints at Michael van der Ham never really clash or go with each other but they work. Some of the pieces look perfect for fairies that live in trees and sing folktale songs near a campfire.

photo source: vogue, rookie, kris atomic and all collages by me, as usual

The Women In Black. And Florals. And On Fire.

One of the main reasons for this post is to let you know that I didn't fall off a cliff and die or something. I'm still well and alive and brilliant, doing what I do best. Just procrastinating and reading The Hunger Games and listening to old Broadway scores because Ethel Merman is brilliant(I love Gypsy very much since 6th grade. Can't you just tell that I can make a great Mama Rose?) The rest of the fashion week recaps will be out this week, so you can finally stop peeing your pants waiting for it. In the meanwhile, however, let's enjoy this post of the bits and blobs of style spotted at fashion week month. 

photo source: streetfsn, grazia.it, kris atomic and jak&jil

A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

Oh yes I did. Did you really not expect me to abuse one of the most abused cliché in fashion and art and photography and just about everything that evolves photographs? Which is, you know, just about everything. Or just about everything that is visually appealing. I have been an avid follower of Terry Richardson ever seen I know what fashion is, but his recent editorial and campaign work leaves me in distaste. I don't hate it with a passion or anything — it's simply distasteful. I remember reading a quote from Terry about how your vision is already sacrificed when you agrees to work for someone, and the only way to stay true to your vision is to constantly break boundaries(Then again, that quote was from 2009 which is almost 3 years ago. Aren't you feeling old?). It seems like his quote does not apply to his professional work at all.

Ironically enough, Terry's candid work is anything but boring. You can really absorb the energy going on both in front and behind the lens. Take, for instant, this photograph of the model Tallulah Morton. For all you know, she could have been a member of a Riot Grrrl band in the 90s. Or maybe she's just a hipster bargoer from Seattle who really likes wearing her studded denim vest. You couldn't really have guess that she's a model, and that's the magic of photography. It creates a story, whether it is true or not, that draws you in without all these complicated similes and metaphors and onomatopoeia. And I'm sorry that I just wasted 6 minutes of your life that you're never going to get back.

photo: Terry's Diary (you should really check it out) →