The Artic Monkeys just dropped this new vid featuring the husky drawl of Richard Hawley unfolding overtop a motorcycle’s purr, and it’s pretty amazing.
Hawley is just so talented, both vocally and instrumentally, and is the kind of well-rounded rock star that looks and sounds good in pretty much everything. Not that I don’t love classic Arctic Monkeys, but hot damn this is a rock video if I’ve ever seen one.
I’m not much of a Cali girl, but damn if Wildfox Couture doesn’t get me every season. Their carefree, Laurel Canyon brand of Americana is bewitching. Their louche yet delicate whimsy is magical, and I love following their blog to see how they dream it up.
This spring, their White Label and first-ever jewelry collection blew me away.
White Label’s theme is childhood fantasy–particularly My Little Pony– and channels both the enviable pastel hair and dreaminess of those 80s cartoons as well as the idea that, as grown ups, we can do all we imagined as kids. Childhood lost, but never forgotten.
It’s a little romanticized, but that’s the essence of Wildfox and why their clothes continue to impress me; sort of like a beachy-er Rodarte sisters, with their grand narratives and American landscape influences.
White Label certainly draws the parallel to dark horse Rodarte with the witchy knit dresses and bell-sleeved crochet sweaters are darkly adorned with crosses and guns. The whimsy remains, though, with horse and eagle logos, floral dresses, and barely-there white cotton pieces. Of course, my personal favorite are the American flag printed sweaters, already on my wish list. And the pastel hair. Fantastic if you can pull it off.
The jewelry line is similarly themed, deers and cow skulls dangling from delicate gold chains, with a tongue-in-cheek Foxy nameplate thrown in for good measure. I want ALL OF IT. Bank account in jeopardy.
I wish I lived in a climate where I could actually dress like the fit models but… well, I’d never survive as a West Coast transplant. Give me high strung over perpetual balminess any day.
All photos via Wildfox
Even though finding unique new band in Brooklyn is like looking for a needle in a haystack, we’ve found one that’s worth a listen.
Meet Bushwick surf rock band The Denzels, who just released their first EP, Easy Tiger. Their mellowed-out garage rock isn’t as poppy as The Drums nor is it as low-fi as Beach House, but rather hangs gently in the middle. It’s a tricky balance, especially considering how many other bands are currently riding the surf rock wave, yet The Denzels manage to strike it well by contrasting the sunny melodies with darker, self-depricating lyrics.
They frame the life of a floundering 20-something, telling of alcohol-induced mistakes and nights when it all went a little too far; “Black Girls” speaks to the dangers of blacking out (Don’t want to take it slow/ I’m gonna go for broke), while “Rae Rae” chronicles the “oh crap, no I didn’t” mentality of accidentally hooking up with a friend and not wanting a repeat performance (Let’s pretend like this never happened/ I like you/ I want to keep it that way).
The beachy tunes keep it from falling into depressiveness though, and a run-through of the EP makes one think of a lovechild between The Smiths and The Strokes, borne from a night sleeping on the beach.
Though currently unsigned, these guys are definitely going places beyond the Brooklyn concert venue circuit. They had a stint at New York’s CMJ festival last year, and I can say from experience that they give a fantastic live performance (truth: I’m writing this with exhaustion from their EP release concert at the Glasslands Gallery last night, which was insanely fun and totally worth the sleepless workday).
Download the first two tracks from Easy Tiger on their Bandcamp page while you still can; these guys won’t stay under the radar for long.
**Update: Their EP is now available for download on Facebook.
Balenciaga’s spring ads are so fly.
Personally, they remind me a bit of a morning after: coming home at dawn, heels in hand, stumbling in the door and slumping down to take stock of the night’s event. Laura Kampman’s (above) is my favorite–it’s her attitude. Rock star-ish, mixed with a bit of je ne sais quoi that says, “Yeah, I haven’t slept yet. What’s it to you?” Which is really what Balenciaga is all about.
Also a little obsessed with those colored zebra heels and booties. Placing bets now they’ll be spring’s street style fodder. I can already see the Tommy Ton photos.
Like any proper 90’s girl, I worshipped Lisa Frank. And still kinda do; the designs never really get old, and I may have recieved a Lisa Frank sweatshirt for Christmas this year.
As many know, I’m also really into leopard print–to me, it’s a neutral– and I have a sneaking suspicion the obsession began with Rainbow Leopard. Trying to replicate leopard print on my fingertips was how I developed an affinity for nail art in the first place, and I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to try my hand at Rainbow Leopard’s spots.
It was easier than I thought, though messy.
1. Do a base coat of a semi-sheer white to give the colors something to grab to and make it a bit thicker.
2. I used a cotton ball (all I had on hand–next time, I’ll locate a makeup sponge) to dab three colored stripes across my nails, working from base to tip.
3. Draw on the spots! They’re essentially just lumpy half circles. Perfection is not what you’re looking for.
4. As always, finish with a solid top coat.
During the sponge painting, I did get polish all over my skin. But that’s easily fixed by some Q-tips and remover.
Next time, I might add a layer of sheer glitter on top. Lisa would have.
Current nail design looks like either a stained glass window or Kingsnake skin. I’ll take either, though the latter matches my ring!
Sally Hansen nail effects fishnet pattern that I filled in because I was bored.
We’ll see how long my delusions of regular posting last.
If you’re wondeirng why I switched to WordPress (and I doubt you are), it’s because Blogspot is a pretty terrible blogging platform. Sadly, you can’t magically transfer content. BUT all my old shiz is still right where I left it. In case you get all nostalgic.