Monthly Archives: May 2012

I didn’t know what I was going to do when I sat down to do my nails. I had three colors–aqua, flouro yellow, and magenta–plus a glitter topcoat and black and white details pens, and this is what my neon-obsessed, ADD brain came up wi

th. It’s sort of an iteration of my prior pop art set, but… MORE. just MORE.

no how-tos this time, kids. Just gawk and wonder.


I’m a little late in posting this (I”m graduating soon, sue me), but last week was Keith Haring’s birthday and I obviously had to do a tribute manicure. To be frank, this took me longer than any manicure I’ve ever done, and really I do not think I could explain how to do it, since it was pretty trial-and-error (a lot of error…).

But I thought I’d share, in case someone else wanted to attempt and because I just really love this photo, which was snapped by my friend Will at a Cinco de Mayo party (hence the shirt).

Also, if you don’t know who Keith Haring is… uh, get out.

Last night, Anna Wintour went on The Colbert Report to talk about the Costume Institute exhibit Schiaparelli and Prada: Impossible Conversations, which opened today. The combo of Colbert’s ignorance-humor and Wintour being such a sassy little vixen is pure comedic gold. Of course, I can’t embed the video (Hulu and Colbert Nation don’t allow it, womp, so see it for yourself here), but here are some of the gems that came from their witty banter.

AW: “Don’t you think you could take a little more risks in what you wear?”

SC: “You’re in the fashion world. Ok. Are there gay people in fashion?”

SC: “Well, I don’t really trust Prada. Because my understanding is the Devil wears Prada, and this is a Christian nation, madam!”
AW: “Oh, that movie was so last year.

Damn. What a sad sad for NYC. Beastie Boy MCA, aka Adam Yauch, died earlier today after battling cancer for three years. Right before they made the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame too… damn. It’s never easy to see good talent pass away.

Pretty sure the whole city is throwing down a tribute track right now. As it should be.

Lately I’ve been obsessed with all things galaxy printed. I think it started with Christopher Kane’s fall 2011 collection, and just spiraled out of control from there. I’m dying for something, anything, celestial. So when I stumbled upon these jackets… well, let’s say my cable bill is going to take a backseat this month. They look like bikers gear but are made of chiffon. Plus studs and zippers. It’s the perfect balance. I need.



The only problem was, I then found this dress. And now I’m even more torn. Dress, moto jacket, dress, moto jacket… it’s like choosing between children.
Help? Fashion gods, lottery, anyone?

jackets by Perspective Star
dress by AX Paris

Courtney Love spoke to Grubstreet about her eating habits in the best non-topical interview I’ve ever read. How can anyone hate this woman?

A few gems…

“I stopped doing dope in the nineties, but I’ve had to eat sweets at 4 or 5 a.m. ever since.”

“I hate chocolate. Fuck chocolate. Kurt hated chocolate, too — that was one of the things we had in common. Chocolate makes it all too easy. Oooh. Woww. Chocolate. Oooh. Yum. Fuck that. It’s sorta like how I don’t love the Ramones. It’s a flaw. Or, I love Mr. Springsteen as a person, I’m just not a superfan. Everyone lovvves the Boss, but that’s chocolate for me. It’s just, like … no.”

“I once lost a ton of weight from a fish-sticks-and-lemon-water diet.”

“I don’t recommend trying my eating habits at home, and I compensate by juicing kale and shit.”

Literally. My brother Matt is a pretty sick artist, and probably the most badass person I know. Case in point, the above photo. He’s the shirtless smoker giving the tattoo–Hunter S. Thompson-esque, no?

His work is… twisted. But in a really good way. Violence of youth, the upheavals of change, the uncertainty of our society, envisioned in distorted, even macabre, pop culture images. Check out his blog for samples of his work (and to request a piece–he does commissions for pretty much any style or medium!), and his Tumblr for a peek into his brain.

Bookmark his name, kids. He’ll be in MoMA one day.

Some of my favorites: