Showing posts with label charlotte gainsbourg. Show all posts
Showing posts with label charlotte gainsbourg. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

If you had to choose three fashion idols....




....in order to play the would X wear this? game.... Who would they be?

I'd go Keith Richards, Charlotte Gainsbourg, Lisa Mayock. (Plus Patti Smith for hair, obvs.)

I am still obsessed with Lisa M's genius running shorts/platform wedge combination. Maybe I should allow myself the occasional weird eBay purchase after all?

Photos: Keith (photog unkown), Charlotte G by Jean-Baptiste Mondino, Lisa M by Kelly Stuart for Elle

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

holy fuck




I just got so excited I hit "Publish" before I even uploaded the photos.

Charlotte Gainsbourg in Rodarte by Nan Goldin for Lula Magazine via Effigies via Joanna Williams via Stone Fox Bride

Say what you will about Stone Fox Bride... They are excellent pinners. (And their tumblr doesn't suck either.)

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

I didn't sign up for THIS.


Me (handing H his new AAA card): When did we become such grownups?

H: I dunno. It sucks.

You guys, I signed up for automatic renewal in order to save FOUR DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS. What is happening to me?

I don't suppose there's a way to be responsible and yet blissfully irresponsible at the same time?

(Charlotte Gainsbourg via The Morning After Pills via Cass Kovel)

Friday, June 19, 2009

want vs. need

Spending time on the blogs makes me want things. And I can't help blogging about the things I want. (Or the things I want other people to want.) It's a vicious cycle.

Yesterday I left home two hours before my hair appointment just so I could go to Wasteland. I escaped without spending my own money, but not before I did a little personal shopping for Christina. Sh*t is getting out of hand.

"What's your point?" you ask me. Um.

I think I need to shop my closet again. Try everything on and ebay or Goodwill* anything not worthy of Charlotte Gainsbourg or Liela Moss. How's that for setting the bar high?**

I'll feel calmer when I love everything hanging in my closet, even if it's two pairs of jeans and five t-shirts. Then I can think about whether I really need anything. (Note to self: I have everything I need.)

H-town could not be more supportive of my creative (ie. currently unpaid) projects, but I'm beating myself up about spending money on clothes when we have to pay our car insurance.***

Know what I'm saying?

(Portrait of Charlotte Gainsbourg by Tina Tyrell
)

*Can I use "Goodwill" as a verb? I'm gonna do it.


**Okay, I'm exaggerating. I promise I'll also utilize the plastic tubs under the bed, for things like wide-leg jeans that I hate now but might miss in two days.

***I think I feel more guilty coming home with the groceries from Trader Joe's and (oopsy) the skinny jeans I bought at Crossroads when H-town just smiles his ass off and says, "Hot!"