filthy beach

filthy beach

MM and I went to Matador Beach a few weeks ago.  We got an early start and it was a beautiful day.  We laid out our blanket and shifted some of the seaweed away that had washed ashore. Tossed in with the seaweed, was some non-descript plastic, most notably a tampon applicator.

My head is crowded with so many thoughts — fanciful, depressing, idyllic, hopeful, honest, stupid, thoughts. They attack my peace relentlessly like a twitter feed, skipping from one topic to the next. There are only a few places I can go to turn off this incessant fodder . . . and one of my favorite places to go is the beach. Once I close my eyes and focus on the rhythm of the waves, my mind, if only for a moment, is still. I don’t think about ANYTHING.

So that day at Matador, I settled onto the blanket letting my weight sink into the sand. I closed my eyes. I listened as the waves started to pick up momentum. The noisy thoughts quieted and there was blankness. Until, something began to materialize. It was an unrecognizable shape, but as it came closer it was unmistakable. It was a tampon expertly coasting the waves on a surfboard. “Fuck youuuu!,” she cried.

credits: juicy couture bikini top, seafolly goddess eva skirted bottom, wildfox couture inside out cassidy tank, kenzo aviators

Electric Danse

electric danse

electric danse

electric danse

electric danse

Many things can inspire you .  A person, a city, a photograph . . . maybe even a microwave.

It simply began because my microwave broke down.  There it sat, in front of my doorway, a metal box eyesore.  Until it sparked an idea, which led to some creating, which resulted in this post.

Amazing, if you stop and think about it.

If you open your eyes, who knows what you’ll see.

And if you stop watching Korean dramas all day, who knows what you’ll create.

credits: asos boudoir set, kiss me deadly garters, untitled thigh-highs, premiata pumps, samsung microwave

 

PAANIE

paanie

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SARCOPHAGUS

Jumpsuits, or roomy unitards as I like to call them, can be full on utilitarian, sometimes tailored and often sexy.  Either way, I haven’t felt like wearing one since early last year.  Causes?  Maybe because it’s down trending.  Maybe it’s because we’ve designed a ton of them at my job.  I can’t really pinpoint the reason enough to say.  But when I went to the Diesel outlet Black Friday weekend, I forgot about everything.  30% off of 50% of what?  Jock strap looking thing?  Sure, I’ll take 12!  I was like a starved pig at a corn hash county fair.

So I bought this Diesel flightsuit, wore it once and hated it.  When I threw it in my “for sale” pile, (less passionately impulsive) Moustache Man came to it’s rescue.  ”Let’s do a post and see how you feel.”  And here it is, looking pretty darn cool.

I haven’t decided whether or not to keep it, but I’m certain when my inner mechanic re-surfaces, I’ll wish I had it.  I guess that should be reason enough to stash it away for a rainy day.

credits: diesel utility jumpsuit, banana republic beanie, y-3 wedges

SWEATSUIT

I am wearing a JOGGING PANT. In public, shamelessly.

Not that wearing jogging pants is a big deal anymore. Christine Centenera wears them without a blink of an eye and it’s been on the runway for a number of seasons. But I’ve always been skeptical about the place of these house pants in the fashion world.

My aversion began in the tender years of college, where my casual colleagues prompted this personal vow, “I shall never take one footstep out of my home in sweatpants, pajamas or anything of the like.” It perplexed me to be surrounded by a blur of droopy sweats and crinkled flannel. I mean, how hard was it to throw on a grungy pair of jeans?? They didn’t even have to be clean!

Well after all these years, I guess I’ve been won over. But in my defense, the bar for styling jogging pants, even in the traditional grey French terry, has risen significantly. I mean, there are just so many options! But if you’re still feeling hesitant, here are a few tips:

  1. Start off with a jogging pant that has a little something going on. A contrast cuff, exposed zippers, specialized stitches, something that will rival those dodgy Champions.
  2. Don’t hesitate to hook it up. Pair those jogging pants with a top in the same color + fabric. But make sure that either 1 or both have a special detail and if not, add something else to the outfit. (See #3 + #4.)
  3.  Juxtapose the sporty pant with something dressy. Maybe it’s your Equipment blouse or a pair of pointed stilettos. Maybe it’s a statement Marni necklace. Things usually work out when you pair up opposites.
  4. Use outer layers to your advantage. An awesome oversize coat, faux fur, a trench, blazer or leather will all coordinate perfectly with your joggers.
  5. Lastly, don’t be afraid to go full on sporty. Whether you sneaker wedge it for a little height or just throw on your black suede Nike Air Max’s, own it. As long as you don’t look like you’ve been sitting on your couch for a week in said pants, I think you (and me) will be golden.

credits: alexander wang sweatshirt, minimale animale blondie + christie brinkley, ann-sofie back knee pad joggers, premiata pumps, derek lam sunnies

*photos by miss j