granny azilee granny gladys

with grace in your heart & flowers in your hair .

this song + these photos. this goes out to you japan.

mumford & sons_after the storm

what wedding? i'd wear this in field of hay too, sans groom .

anja rubik. vogue nippon. photographed by Camilla Akrans. march 2010. photos via fabsugar

summer came like cinnamon,, so sweet .

interviewed with free people at the urban home office the other day. two words: eye pleasantry. the home office in philadelphia was just as ethereal, light invoking and effortless as the brand. located in the naval yard surrounded by huge, old war ships. inside smelled like a sweet wood shop. splendid vases (apparently left over from the fall store displays) placed strategically on the wall - a kaleidoscopic, haphazard look about it. flipped through the new look book surrounded by intricate and colorful woven chairs and pillows. everyone sauntered around in lovely outfits. everyone happy. including me .

taverniti skinny short

by the fire .

saturday. 1am. i sit around this lovely bonfire. made by beautiful hands. masculine and soft. the bright embers burn my eyes. and my heart is sunny in the night. this night with you .

tune of the day .

people don't know zooey deschanel has such a sweet, odd and oh so lovely singing voice .

dress like a man, look like a lady.

just around the corner in every woman's mind - is a lovely dress, a wonderful suit, or entire costume which will make an enchanting new creature of her. _wilhela cushman

to go along with my boyish new haircut.. been channeling my inner androgyny (shout out to miss kourtney kardashian) .

plain tailored pants by johann earl

lucy peep toe heeled shoe by kate maconie

pussybow blouse by asos

spring/summer classic flap bag by chanel

7/8 tailored slim leg pants by asos

cotton lace trim pussybow blouse by asos

pink nouveau lipstick by m.a.c.

crepe pleat front peg pant by asos

large net tote bag by chanel

lace peter pan collar blouse by asos

multi buckle platform shoeboot by asos

cut your losses .

got a very blunt and dare i say edgy haircut today! my mom says i look like a twenties style pageboy flapper. kind of like ..

but i was really going for ..

and now i just hope i don't look like ..

photos via google images

a beautiful alien in the rough .

so the 83rd year of the oscar's was kind of a snooze. i just think james franco is way too wonderfully awkward to appeal to such a massive audience and still be graciously understood. and is it just me or is halle berry so gorgeous every time you see her it hurts? a lot of expected and well-deserved awards. natalie portman for best actress. colin firth for best actor. inception for sound mixing, editing and visual effects. duh. the animated short films that were nominated made me so anxious to see them. they all look so charming and visually pleasing. i'd like to delve into some of those documentary features as well. and as for the best dressed? psshh i almost fell out of my chair in love with cate blanchett in givenchy. the yellow and purple beading, the cut of the shoulder, the pleated airiness of the chiffon, her hair, her icy blue eyes -- all identifying features of a beautiful alien in the rough. honorable mention goes to mandy moore in that beaded beauty of monique l'hullier. i crushed super hard on that invisible neckline and that delicate silhouette. lovely.

photos via zimbio

devil in a grey dress .

this is why i love italy's grey magazine. constance jablonski shot by chadwick tyler (spring/summer 2010) has this 'don't f*ck with me' look that's much harder to pull off than the pouty 'i'm so sexy' lips we see everywhere. here, her look is strong, bloodcurdling almost. this french model, or shall i say chameleon, can transform herself into whatever in such an unexpected way and has been in high demand by every fashion outlet you can think of. like housewives for louboutins-- editors, photogs & magazines are fighting tooth and nail for this chick - and for damn good reason .

oh tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart .

their sound is insurmountable, beautifully bizarre, amazingly absurd - the gruff melancholy in lead singer marcus mumford's voice , the vibration of the banjo that winston marshall plucks so lovingly. mumford and sons came from a london universe that you just want to fall into, like some trippy tim burton western. even seeing them on the grammy's - they just seem so damn cool and mysterious. can't get enough.

i'm back like shoulder pads.. with mad detail & sh*t .

oh, the reclamation of fashion. here's a trend we believed was as dead as the scrunchie (ahem, shout out to a certain miss sjp, or shall i say patricia field, for taking chances). well, nearly three decades later shoulder pads have climbed out of their foamy graves and been restored to their former glory. reincarnated and warped, we embrace our mother's old friend with that ravenous consumerist look in our eye. we are all suckers - slaves of fashion's endless rejuvenation. embrace it.. and try to keep some of your clothes for your offspring .