kiss kiss
From one of the shoots for our Pop poster zine.
This was posted by tavi on the 21st of October, 2009
disposable dixie cup drinker
Saw Wilco, #1 favorite band since 4th grade, Sunday night aaaaaaaand died. Then I fell asleep and the city kept blinking, what was I thinking when I let you back in..
This was posted by tavi on the 21st of October, 2009
And filed under adventures, music, wilco, you got me right HERE...wait a little lower..no higher..yes there
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My favorite of New York
During a season where everyone else seems to be focused on a lighter shade of Spring, Kate and Laura Mulleavy have gone rather dark. The imaginations of these two sisters are always widespread, and were this season, as well — the inspiration was condors, vultures, and girls that burn in the desert and become vultures. A very dramatic collection, the clothes were shades of primarily black and red, and there was of course the mixture of different textures and fabrics that has become a huge part of the quickly developed Rodarte aesthetic. And along with the fog, the lights, the Nicholas Kirkwood shoes of steel, arm tattoos inspired by LA gang girls, and strings of blood-like string trailing from the body, there were also these more homely fabrics: plaids, cheesecloths, and what looks like a soft burlap. A bit like the sisters themselves. While their imaginations and inspirations take them everywhere, both girls remain very down-to-earth. A dramatic collection for Spring, but much more natural feeling than a number of other shows. And the moment the first model glided down the runway in a dress made out of burnt fabrics with a streak of lime running through her chest, even the show goers that fake-coughed at the fog and tried to act unimpressed by the setting were instantly drawn in and wide eyed.
This was posted by tavi on the 20th of October, 2009
And filed under adventures, dark, fashion week, favorite, good shoes, magic, plaids, Rodarte, spring 2010
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Fashion Week!
What a crazy crazy week. It was sort of really bummertown/annoying/strange to go back to school after days of getting to run around to shows (some of which we were lucky to be front row) with the amazing Elizabeth and Laia and being surrounded by a group of people who-though some try to act too cool to admit it-get excited about the atmosphere and clothes and people just as much as you do. For one week I was in a utopia full of people who can recognize that my jacket is Luella and appreciate that I stuck an upside-down doll in its chest pocket, that get about as psyched as insane pearly ruffles at Marc Jacobs, and also want to swim in the fog that flooded the floor at Rodarte. Not to mention a pretty amazing night for the relaunch of the one and only POP…
So, until I can get these 400 photos and videos uploaded and edited and organized, go over to the blogs of the other girls and read up on what they thought, and, for extra good measure, admire how terrific and sober I look when dancing and smiling (WHY SO PHOTOGENIC, WHY!)