January, 2010

Jan 10

If you love me

you’d buy me this shirt:


or one of these lamps. any of them. your choice!


shirt from Comme des Garcons and lamp from Phillipe Starck

Jan 10


Nick Knight’s photo, for Alexander McQueen:

I’m saying this is Photoshop. If not, this model deserves gazillions of dollars.


Jan 10

Miranda July

I’d definitely agree with this New York Magazine article about Miranda July:

In the indie universe, Miranda July is a polarizing force. To her near-fanatical followers, she is the undisputed high priestess of the DIY art revolution—a bold, multitalented 33-year-old sprite with a refreshing, almost childlike sincerity who seems to have sprung fully formed from the evergreen forests of Portland, Oregon. They point to the sprawling, highly intelligent body of work she has created over the past decade, ranging from performance art to music to installations at the Whitney Biennial to a Sleater-Kinney video to her 2005 Caméra d’Or–winning art-house hit Me and You and Everyone We Know. They adore what they see as her uncanny ability to mine universal truths from surreal details and illustrate what it’s like to be human and lonely (and a little bit weird) in a post-human era.

But to her detractors (many of whom are just the sort of Cookie Monster– T-shirt-wearing indie-film buffs you’d think would love her), the mere mention of her name sets off groans. For them, she serves up preciousness in place of thoughtfulness, trafficking in the worst faux-earnest indulgences of the post-McSweeney’s brigade.

Polarizing she is, but I’m one of the ones who would hold a corner of a blanket and toss her up in the air.  I think she’s awesome…funny, inspiring, and very creative.  The award she won at Sundance for her film directorial debut, me and you and everyone we know,  was the “Originality of Vision”award, and Miranda July is nothing if not original.  She sees the world through her own special lens…from her take on website passwords, to how to market a book via a web site.   Her interactive site Learning to Love you More gave people creative assignments to complete, and was always a source of inspiration and happiness for me.

Here’s a nice intro to the way Miranda July thinks, in this sweet scene from me and you and everyone we know:

Jan 10

Growing Up


Growing Up is a collaborative blog between two photographers:  Tokyo-based Patrick Tsai, and New York-based Coley Brown.   It features candid pictures of intimate moments of, well, Growing Up.  Here are a couple of my favorites.


Jan 10

Blog is the new Black

This picture is amazing:

photo by Dennis Valle / New York Times

photo by Dennis Valle / New York Times

As this article in The New York Times states, there is a power shift going on in the fashion world.  Seated a mere two seats away from the editor of American Vogue, Anna Wintour, in the front row is BryanBoy, a Filipino fashionista with a popular blog.  (Marc Jacobs has also named a handbag after him.)

Money quote from the article:

Blogs are posting images and reviews of collections before the last model exits the runway, while magazine editors are still jockeying to feature those clothes in issues that will be published months later.  So it is not without reason that some editors feel threatened, or that seasoned critics worry that they could be replaced by a teenager.

Seasoned critics who embrace new technology and a changing world shouldn’t feel threatened.  My favorite fashion blog is from the New York Times’ Cathy Horyn, On the Runway.  It’s a smart, well-written, entertaining critique of the newest fashions by an established critic who really knows what she’s talking about.  However, I’m also madly in love with a 13-year old named Tavi’s blog… Style Rookie.  She has such a passion for fashion that is absolutely and adorably infectious, and she makes me miss the days when I had less money and less responsibility.

Back then, “then” being the 80′s, I dreamt of working at a fashion magazine.  It seemed like such a glamorous world which took place inside an ivory tower, but I was bold and determined enough to make my fantasy a reality.  I asked my mom to take pictures of me in our Oklahoma living room to show the world my fabulous style:


I made copies of those photos and sent them along with my resume (which at that point only had Mazzio’s Pizza and a very strong G.P.A going for it), wrote an impassioned plea (on a TYPEWRITER, people) personalized to every Vogue around the world.  I dropped them in the mail and marked on my calendar when I should expect to hear from which Vogue… I figured American Vogue would be calling in a couple days, British Vogue in a week or so…the Italian and French Vogue would get around to calling me in a couple weeks, the Europeans being a bit more relaxed.   Japanese Vogue might need some time to find a translator, so I must be patient!

Patient I was, and eventually I realized no one was going to call.  Although I’ve since found my own career path, as veering as it has been- I’ve always appreciated those who take a risk and who are fueled by ambition, passion, and a strong, healthy dose of naivete.