swarmy like stew

it was one of those days where i didn't feel exactly human. i was more like a cutlet marinating in a thick broth. that or, an insect caught in a light fixture or the grill of a hair dryer. i was stuck in the middle: the middle of the week, the middle of my ride home, the middle of the williamsburg bridge + i bumped into a beautiful boy i know. it was this wonderfully cinematic moment. that was when i decided that i was never going to wear anything that i wasn't 1000% in love with. you never know who you're going to bump into.

p.s. this is a new collar i fancied from another viceversa find ($7).

destruction/creation

ripping apart $7 blouses for their lacey bits is rad.

+ we're off

lo found me this button-up last friday + i've worn it almost everyday since. i lifted this lacey collar from the destruction of a salvation army v-neck. it's too hot for polyester anyway.

jane campion's bright star (2009)

is one of those films whose trailer made me vomit. yesterday, it was the magical crack that is netflix-instantwatch + the glowing splendor of ben whishaw* that lured me to the screen. i expected some repulsive notions of romantic love, but janet patterson's gorgeous costumes brought the gasp-factor. it is an english, early 19th century lurve story between poet john keats (my boy benny whishaw) + fanny brawne (abbie cornish). the costumes are full of beautiful little details.

a lovers' stroll:


fanny's glorious collar:


samuel's (thomas sangster) charming wicker top hat:


i want to make detachable mushroom collars for the rest of my life. thank you, janet patterson.



*benny + me? it's true love, i know that now.

adventures at university disneyland

i know now that oxford permanently tainted my view of academic architecture, because as dahhhling as princeton was, it kinda looked like las vegas to me. other than that, my stint as wardrobe supreme being was really fun.

most of the weekend, i stood in a room looking at this:


+ handling this:


that's a steamer...for...garments! get your mind outta the gutter! he helped me set off the smoke alarm, which pissed everyone off. oops!

p.s. film production is a total sausage-fest. i am more than okay with that.

also

the mailman brought me some mini moo cards the other day. let's get down to bizznizz.

today

i head out to princeton for my first official gig. lo has to leave her on-set movie post for LA + needs a hand. i get to spearhead wardrobe + make sure the actors don't run into the shot without their clothes on. wish me luck! i'm terribly nervous.