girl of my dreams...

today i am grateful for...

lying in bed watching i put a spell on you, the new film short collaboration between the belles of the black diamond field, topshop, and lula magazine.

oh holy smokes. maximilla lukacs and my ulimate girl crush, sarah sophie flicker, create the most intensely beautiful and bewitching films. this particular ethereal piece of goodness feels like a mixture of some my favorite films- picnic at hanging rock, valerie and her week of wonders, the virgin suicides, and daisies.

i love how the film decays from a languid and sweet picnic scene to a dark and sinister stormy mystery. the lighting and colors are so eerie and delicious. i loves it.

now all i want to do is hang out in prospect park in fabric tents, blowing bubbles and making flower crowns. and can i steal miss flicker's polka dotted legwear and that beribboned hula hoop? oh summer, you were short and sweet and i can't believe fall has already come to take you away.

'til we meet again...

au revoir...

farewell fashion week. you were a long haul and worth every extra hour. i hobbled down cobblestone streets in ridiculous shoes. i wore an obscene amount of red lipstick. i bought my man friend's balenciaga brief case for pennies. i accepted every glass of champagne that came my way. i saw some really beautiful collections and met some fashion legends and icons, young and old(er). i think fashion is starting to see the light at the end of the so-called recession tunnel.

and i met the style rookie. hot dang. and i didn't even freak out too much on her. i didn't ask her to rap or take a photo with me. and i didn't call her "precious" or "adorable". i hear she hates that. instead i fixed her and her blogger pals a snack plate at the slow and steady wins the race installation. and played it cool...kind of.

*p.s if you haven't invested in some sswtr pieces, i highly recommend it. not only is it reasonably priced for avant-garde fashion, but the designer is one of the kindest and smartest, down-to-earth girls on the block. someone i am thankful i know, and happy to have worked for. go here, here, and here for the goods.

necking...

today i am grateful for...

source: vera wang spring 2010

source: the glamourai

shiny necks. two summers ago, a heat forced me to remove my layers of bling, and i never really put it all back on. when weather gets hot, the last thing i want is another layer. but it is time to break out some glittery baubles, a la the queen of glittery goodness, the glamourai . i need to reintroduce more flair into my wardrobe.

how many pieces of flair do you wear?

hit the marc...

today i am grateful for...

source: all photos via style.com

still lovin' marc. he is the reason i went to design school. the reason i was able to move to new york. and the reason i still love fashion. this collection makes me want to dress up again.

he's still got it.

i'm ready to break out the sequins and frills and re-work color into my life. i'm gonna save up for those fancy bras and maybe, by spring, i can wear a scrunchie again. having a short haircut has forced me into some awkward, sloppy, tomboy way of dress. and i'm ready to feel like me again.

thank you marc jacobs. i will always be an mj girl at heart. thank you for keepin' it pretty.

today i am grateful for...

eddie came home. my love had been away for a week. it felt like a year. we ate brunch and saw taking woodstock at the cobble hill cinema. he makes my heart go pitter-pat. 'specially when he wears just a plain white tee shirt, jeans, and boat shoes. meow.

*and i am grateful for this embroidery. a surprise wedding gift from mary who sells these lovelies on her etsy shop. when it came in the mail, i teared up. so sweet and thoughtful. from a stranger. random acts of kindness go a long way.

september 11th

today was a bit gloomy and melancholy, and a bit off. eight years seems both a million years ago and also just like it was yesterday. it rained today.

i am thinking good thoughts for every last person for whom september 11th changed their lives forever. which i guess is everyone.

i will never forget.

what does fall smell like to you?

today i am grateful for...

the arrival of my new fall scent...

a mixture of in the library with a dash of burnt wood and a heaping of burning leaves. i keep nuzzling my wrist and smiling to myself. it just smells like my high school's camp grounds, where my husband and i would sneak off to empty cabins and smooch. our first kiss was on the trails by the bonfire circle, fall of '97. swoon.

i wish i could customize an all-star fall scent. perhaps i would also add hot apple cider spiked with loads of cinnamon and clove. freshly cut grass, like the kind you find on a football or soccer field. especially when it is early in the morning and still covered with dew. piles of leaves and earth muddled together. pencil shavings and rubber cement. new book smell. new textbook smell. chapstick kisses and winterfresh gum. old spice deodorant. wool sweaters and rarely, barely washed denim. but who knows what kind of calamity of opposing smells it would create. i think it sounds lovely in theory...

thank you christopher brosius for your talented nose. for being able to bring back wonderful memories with one inhalation. maybe one day i will track you down for a custom scent, if i can ever catch the elusive cb i hate perfume.

but really, what does fall smell like to you?