Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: audrey hepburn, blake lively, chace crawford, cinema, ed westwick, film, gene kelly, gossip girl, hitchcock, james dean, photography, singin' in the rain, sofia coppola, the birds, YSL, yves saint laurent
some new things I found and am enjoying too much
listen to this. It will blow your tiny minds or whatever.
(a new favourite Anna Wolf)
(on the set of The Birds)
(ysl)
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: bob dylan, books, catch-22, cinema, fashion, film, gossip girl, music, reprise, stockholm, sweden, the sartorialist
Well. it’s worrying on here the amount of people that actually comment my blog compared to the views this thing gets. Who is reading this, who are you and what do you want!? I’m joking. I like that people read it, I just don’t know who you anonymous people are! Drop me a comment one day. I promise I don’t bite. at least not hard.
- So I’ve been listening to this:
That’s right. the Gossip Girl soundtrack. (I love the name of it “Original Music Featured on Gossip Girl ‘OMFGG’ No. 1″ honestly). If it matters at all, this comes highly recommended from yours truly. The moment I heard the Sioxsie and the Banshees cover/remix/whatever “Cities in Dust” in my friend’s car I decided that I needed this album. But yeah, it has the Kills (one of my all time favourites), the Virgins, Phantom Planet, the Teeangers (who I don’t even like all that much) and of course that wicked cover. If you’re interested, ask me for it plz.
- I wrote the dumbest thing ever in my english class today. I forget what this style of poem is called but for some reason I thought it was hysterical. It had to involve a famous person or something.
“Oh dear Bob Dylan / I saw you freewheelin’ / You had no direction home / Your hair really needed a comb.”
- I feel the need to jet to Sweden ASAP. Gothenburg is calling me, even moreso that Stockholm. But that’s calling me as well. I saw these two photos on the Sartorialist (does he have the best job ever?) the other day. Tell me you don’t want to be in Sweden after knowing people like this are walking around, making the navy blue/black combination actually look incredible.
I think my favourite thing about Europe (ok, not my favourite thing, but my favourite insignificant thing) is that the cold never seems to affect them. Even in fashion capital New York City here in the US, people walk around in full length North Faces. even the fashionable people. Yet in Paris people can walk around like this…
I don’t understand this. Do they all possess some trait that we here don’t?
- I’m about to watch some Norwegian movie that came in from Blockbuster.com. Reprise? Anyone seen it? It looks like my mind of thing. Hot Norwegians are a major plus.
- I found a Janis Joplin greatest hits album for 5 bucks at Target. score.
- Has anyone read Catch-22?
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: confession, gossip girl, oh no, penn badgley, wtf
Wow. Okay. This is really embarrassing, but I’m going to admit it.
I might lose some friends over this, but I hope you all know I love you very, very much. You all mean the world to me and I don’t want to lose you over anything, especially this.
I have…. a problem.
I’m obsessed with Gossip Girl.
I hope that you can all find a place in your hearts to forgive me for this hypocrisy. But this show… is the best thing since sliced bread (or since the OC, oops, there’s anothing coming out [of the closet] party favour).
I think it might be the clothes that are displayed on this show. It’s mindblowing, these fucking clothes. I want them all. Even the ones I don’t want, I want. I don’t know what it is. I started watching the season DVDs with my friend yesterday. We’ve literally already watched 12 episodes. THAT’S A LOT OF TIME SPENT WATCHING THAT SHOW. But the jackets… the shoes… the accessories… I think I’ve lost my mind. I would like to be a member of the upper crust of the upper east side for a few days. Just to walk around in heels and prep school clothing without needing an excuse for it. Do you know what I mean though? It’s like… watching it was like, so addictive. We still have 6 more episodes. Shit.
If I can grasp onto any shred of integrity I might still have embedded in my artsy, pretentious self, I hope I can hold on to that by telling you there was a reference to Truffaut’s The 400 Blows. Does that help? At all? Okay no, didn’t think so.
And everything about Penn Badgley is appealing to me.
I hope that I still have my friends in spite of this post. I just felt I needed to be open to you about this situation, and I hope one of you is a closet fan too.
I’ll leave you with that thought.
