Waaah

I miss my long hair. I also miss getting paint in it. Fixin that this weekend.

Photo by : Ian Disheveled

Time Travel

If the mind is such a powerful thing, why haven't we been able to create a time machine so we can go back and see all the shows we never got to see, or even flying cars. A huber craft. A Delorean. Chop chop technology department! We are all waiting, I need to see Serge. Preferably in this life. Don't turn The Jetsons into liars.

YSL

Yves Saint Laurant was hands of Dior in the late 50's, at the ripe age of 21. Before Christian died, Yves had taken over haute couture. He WAS Paris fashion. After Christian Dior passed away he made the bold step forward and went out on his own. He launched YSL. In it's sophomore/junior year, YSL went Mod which the french hated, and brought us the women's tuxedo suit. He also did Piet Mondrian and he did it well. In a way he shaped a new woman. In the same way Mary Quant brought us the mini skirt or Diane von Fürstenberg brought us the wrap dress. He brought us out of our proper pencil skirts and Katherine Hepburn men's slacks. True pioneers in fashion. Anna Wintour was right to ask, who is next? Marc Jacobs, Jah bless him, is in his 40's. Who is going to change the shape of women in my generation? One can only hope that they look to their above mentioned forefathers for inspiration. A modern day YSL would be a breath of fresh air in these days of the lazy ishame haze.

"But you don't have to take my word for it"

My new lil guy. Now he only needs a name...hummmmmm. Truman? Shamus? Lavar? Yes! Lavar Burton it is. <3

Stoked!

“Once upon a time there was a girl I knew, who lived across the street. Brown hair, brown eyes. When she smiled, I smiled. When she cried, I cried. Every single thing that ever happened to me that mattered, in some way had to do with her. That day Winnie and I promised each other that no matter what, that we’d always be together. It was a promise full of passion and truth and wisdom. It was the kind of promise that can only come from the hearts of the very young.”

The Wonder Years on Netflix?!? Sooooo worth the 7 dollars a month now. Happy Friday!!

Procol your Harum

I'm melting...Swooooooon!

Lounge

I ain’t lookin’ to compete with you
Beat or cheat or mistreat you
Simplify you, classify you
Deny, defy or crucify you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

No, and I ain’t lookin’ to fight with you
Frighten you or tighten you
Drag you down or drain you down
Chain you down or bring you down
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I ain’t lookin’ to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up
Analyze you, categorize you
Finalize you or advertise you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I don’t want to straight-face you
Race or chase you, track or trace you
Or disgrace you or displace you
Or define you or confine you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I don’t want to meet your kin
Make you spin or do you in
Or select you or dissect you
Or inspect you or reject you
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you

I don’t want to fake you out
Take or shake or forsake you out
I ain’t lookin’ for you to feel like me
See like me or be like me
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you



Bob Dylan 1964 All I Really Want To Do