Showing posts with label NO PANTS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NO PANTS. Show all posts

CALIFORNIA DREAMING

IT'S STUFF LIKE THIS THAT MAKES ME WONDER IF I WANT TO MOVE TO LA. I MEAN, I KNOW I WOULD HATE IT, AND I KNOW I WOULD FEEL LIKE I COULDN'T RELATE TO ANYONE, BUT THEN I SEE PICS OF CALIFORNIA LAUNDROMATS, AND WALKING DOWN THE STREET WITH NO PANTS, AND I GET HOMESICK. I START TO IMAGINE THAT REALLY LA IS LIKE THE 1970'S. WHICH IT'S NOT. IT'S LIKE THE HILLS. 2010. NO THANK YOU, SIR.

P.S. THE PHOTOGRAPHER OF THIS EDITORIAL IS A WOMAN ON THE PROWL. KEEP YOUR BOYFRIENDS AND LOVERS AT HOME.





PHOTO: CARLOTTA MANAIGO FOR ELLE ITALIA

THIS IS MY DESTINY

I DON'T THINK I NEED TO TELL ANYONE THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BORN IN PARIS WITH A BERET AND A CONE BRA ON, EATING CHEESE AND DRINKING WINE AND SMOKING MYSELF SILLY WHILE HAVING AFFAIRS WITH FRENCH MEN ON MOTORCYCLES. ANYWAY! ISABELI FONTANA LOOKS GREAT IN THIS EDITORIAL FOR HARPER'S BAZAARE RUSSIA SHOT BY MARCIN TYSZKA. I LOVE THE BLACK LOETARDY-THING (WHAT A SURPRISE HUH?) AND THE LAST DRESS AT THE BOTTOM. LET US IMAGINE THAT WE'RE NOT IN A BLIZZARD IN BROOKLYN BUT RATHER WEARING LINGERIE ON THE SEINE.












B-I-B-A

I WAS LOOKING AT SOME BIBA BOOKS AT THE DESIGN STUDIO LAST WEEK, AND I THOUGHT: "THIS LOOK AIN'T HALF BAD." I LOVE THE SMOKEY GYPSY EYES. I'VE TRIED TO WEAR A SCARF ON MY HEAD BEFORE, BUT IT LOOKED PRETTY DUMB. I FEEL LIKE I WOULD NEED A WILD HEAD OF HAIR RATHER THAN A SCRAGLY ONE IN ORDER TO PULL IT OFF (OR AS THE HAIRDRESSER NEXT TO MINE DESCRIBED MY HAIR, A FRIGHT WIG). REGARDLESS, THESE PHOTOS ARE NICE FOR INSPIRATION.



I'M OBSESSED WITH ABBEY LEE

THAT'S ALL I REALLY HAVE TO SAY. PHOTOS SHOT BY JOSH OLINS FOR VOGUE RUSSIA MARCH 2010.






DENIM UNDERWEAR WITH CHAINS...CHECK!!!

I'VE DECIDED I'M GOING TO DO THE COUNTDOWN TO MY BIRTHDAY BY POSTING THINGS I WANT. IT'S POSSIBLE THAT I'M TOTALLY LOSING MY MIND, BECAUSE I WANT THIS OUTFIT. SOMETIMES I THINK IF I HAD BEEN BORN A FEW YEARS EARLIER, I WOULD HAVE BEEN IN THE MOVIE HEAVY METAL PARKING LOT. NOW THIS BEING SAID, PLEASE NO ONE BUY ME THIS OUTFIT!!! IT WOULD LOOK LIKE RUBBISH ON ME.

PIN ME UP, PIN ME DOWN

MY DAD ASKED ME TO FIND HIM SOME COOL PIN UPS FOR AN INVITATION HE'S MAKING FOR HIS FRIEND'S 60TH BIRTHDAY PARTY. I'M GOING TO IGNORE THE HARSH REALITY THAT MY BIRTHDAY IS IN LESS THAN A MONTH AND I HAVE YET TO EVEN MAKE A PLAN, WHILE APPARENTLY MY DAD AND HIS BUDDIES ARE ORCHESTRATING SOME HUGE TITILLATING BASH. ALAS, I MUST RE-EVALUATE MY SOCIAL LIFE YET AGAIN. BUT UNTIL I DO, HERE ARE SOME OF THE GORGEOUS ALBERTO VARGAS PAINTINGS THAT I FOUND.























I WANT THIS

LEATHER LEOTARD AND MUSTANG CONVERTABLE. MY BIRTHDAY IS IN A MONTH.

PHOTO: ANJA RUBIK IN NUMERO #106, SHOT BY CAMILLA AKRANS