Chaos

MIA is the theme lately, huh? I'll wax poetic about one of the worst "vacations" of my life later. At the moment I just wanted to say hi, miss you guys.

Home!

So I'm home in California, Northern this time, which is where my brother and father are. Just spending lots of time trying to help out. I'm going shopping in a little bit, with my brother. Hitting up Harput's Union and some of my favorite haunts. Hopefully I'll find some gems. Oh and my AMAZING girl friend Robyn (of New York roadtrip fame!) loaned me her fricking D60 Nikon so I'm taking some really incredible shots. Now if I can just show my Dad how to take ones of me...

Hiatus Hates Us!

So, my attempt at a vacation ended here, with me in bed sitting upright trying to type with one hand since the other is confined to the cotton equivalent of a convent. Yup, it's in a sling. Actually, the trip back to New York was effing amazing, had such a killer time just zipping around with my friend Robyn; who's from Queens. We've been meaning to take this vacation for over a year. Either it was bad timing, I had some sort of mass emergency (see dog having 4,000.00 dollar joint surgery), or we just couldn't get out of our obligations without ripples of never ending repercussions. Much fun was had stoking out on awesome boutiques and hole in the wall stores stuffed with vintage and a bunch of other weird shit. Gimme a city with a surplus store in a 6 story walk up and I'm perfectly at home.
However...
my health waits for no one and gives no warning, of course. So I'm in a sling because my GOOD arm, the left one, dislocated in my sleep. So the right arm has had two surgeries already and now they want to do surgery on the left (if and when it doesn't respond to PT and continues to be unstable, which it will, duh) AND a revision surgery on the right.
The good news though, is that now I'm on bed rest and such (no it's not just for the shoulder) I can write and update to my heart's content, and list new records and clothes in the shop! I'm in the process of thinking over doing just a straight up friends and family kind of boutique online...you know, membership, etc. Feedback would be greatly appreciated. Here are some shots from the New York trip. I'll post some more later today or tomorrow along with some really cool x-ray copies the orthopedic surgeon gave me. Oh, and anyone have any extra ice packs? Maybe some spare time to play cards with? Hahahahaha...

Livin' It Up In Kill City-Live It, Love It, Never Leave It.

I wouldn't be the woman I am today without the Stooges. There's no one that can touch Iggy Pop, still. Stylistically as well, he's a HUGE influence on me, as are the rest of the Stooges. Matter of fact, I'll have to do a photo post so you guys can see the utter fashion madness that was/is the Stooges. Love it, everyday.

Photo Shoot Outtakes

Proof AGAIN that Karl Lagerfeld is both God, and my Hero.

Seriously. If you don't get the references in this then you need to find ways to educate yourself on Jane Birkin, Mick and Bianca Jagger (perhaps you've seen their GORGEOUS offspring at least? Georgia Jagger?), the seventies and all it's glorious excess, and oh yeah-CHANEL. I am stunned, stuttering, floored. Karl Lagerfeld gets all that is good frighteningly well. He's a true genius, in my opinion. Go watch it here.

MAJOR DILEMMA!

What do you guys think? Should I try to ride out my mini-recession and hold onto my Jeffrey Campbell 99 snakeskin (faux, Christy, no worries, oh AND I MISS THE POOP OUTTA YOU AGHHHHH) wedges and my Jeffrey Campbell sandal wedges? Here they are in all their glory-
They're totally sold out and almost impossible to find, but unlike my Xenon wedges, these size 6's run a bit big so I have not worn the sandal-ee ones at all, and I think the 99's are so gorgeous that I'm a bit afraid to wear them! I'm hanging on the devastating edge of indecision here, kids. I'm also (someone please talk me out of this, wouldja!?) pondering selling the Sergio Rossi pearlescent platforms and the gorgeous Dries Van Noten heels that I picked up recently in NYC at the ever so divine Century 21. Seriously. That place makes my soul weep from joy. For those unfortunately uninitiated, Century 21 is basically TJ Maxx, Marshall's, Ross, Off 5th Saks, Last Chance, Last Call, EXCEPT-this is where mothereffin' Bergdorf Goodman's, Barney's NY, all the HIGH HIGH end retailers go to die. Ugh. Double ugh. You can't imagine how incredible it is. I scored said Dries Van Noten heels, Sergio Rossi platforms, this gorgeous Milly embroidered technicolor jacket in the style of Chanel, 2 pairs of American Apparel sweatshorts which I really needed since Baudie the wonder dog eats all my pajamas (I'm not sure why, but he eats rocks and things like charcoal briquets as well, soooo),

and some other amazing finds. I'll be going back really soon, hopefully with my girlfriend Robyn, who actually knows how and enjoys shopping, and is one of the only women in my personal history who can genuinely hang tough with me when I'm in crazy bag lady bargain hunter mode! (I love you Robyn, you rule!) I actually have a Century 21 budget, which is great because it means I put enough (or try to, anyway) away to go up to NYC, stay for a weekend, eat, and go shopping. How fun is that??? Plus with all the emotional shitstorms and health issues I've been weathering I think it's a swell idea for me to take regular mini-vacations. Don't you agree?
Jeffrey Campbell 99 Snakeskin Wedges

Jeffrey Campbell Polish Wedges

Sergio Rossi Platforms

Dries Van Noten Heels

Milly Jacket

Inspiration For This Week-

A beautiful hawk at University Lake in Chapel Hill, NC, Material's Australian F/W looks, Stolen Girlfriend's Club AF/W looks, and the view coming out from JFK.