Saturday, November 19, 2011

Quality of Life

I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned my love of Brian Ferry’s photographic work before.
But if I haven’t then I’m such a fool.
For there is no other site I check more obsessively than The Blue Hour.
His work transports me to a whole other world,
where I sit on the wall and peek in to a life I sometimes feel I wish I had led.
I will stop being creepy now and move on to congratulate Mr. Ferry on the release of his latest book!

Titled The Quality of Life, it features collection of some of his favourite photos between January 2010  and January 2011,
where the NYC native spent his first year living in London, England.

I love everything about his website, so I will certainly put my order in.
And so should YOU!

i pose “nude”

…for lemon vitamin water and a bag of Cadbury’s mini eggs.
And by nude I mean smeared in Revlon’s “Nude Attitude” lipstick
and posing like a putz (along side other super babes and one really awesome man)
for my darlings Sarah Nicole Prickett & Sarah Blais
in a photo story piece x The Toronto Standard.

The general take?
Fashion’s use of the term “nude” is often stupid.
And for a reoccurring trend it seems to never be appropriated properly.Ever.

Monday, November 14, 2011

saturday morning special

Since I’ve begun my new gig, I’ve had weekends off.
Seeing as this is a relatively new thrill for me, I’ve spent every day out and about.
Roaming the city like a weather beaten gypsy and soaking up whatever rays the sun decides to shed upon me.
Fall has been and will always be my favourite season, but I must remember that sometimes it’s best to just sit back,
relax and never leave the comfort of my jersey sheets.

Loving Lately…

the latest issue of The Gentlewoman.
This may make me sound like an idiot, or perhaps that I’ve been living under an illiterate rock for the past few years
but I hadn’t hear of Jennifer Egan before now. The piece on her is quite perfect, I need to get my hands on a copy of  A Visit from the Goon Squad. 

I’ve had The Collected Stories of Lydia Davis on my night stand for about a week or so now.
Finally cracked the binding this morning.
I’ve missed reading. PROPER reading.
Mostly because I’ve been tripping down nostalgic lanes,
listening to music on youtube,
that drudge up feelings I thought I had lost.

portishead.massive attack.morcheeba.air.garbage.beck.bush.hole

you get the picture.

There is something so ludicrously beautiful about this image.
‘A Map of the Open Country of a Woman’s Heart’ by D.W. Kellogg
where he exhibits its “…internal communications, and the facilities and dangers to Travellers therein.”
It seems to boast that women are all rather silly, untrustworthy and rather foolish at heart. Which I find hilarious.
I had no idea being coquettish was dangerous. Couldn’t a girl have any fun in the early 19th century?

And a massive thank you goes out to Noemie of As Ink Remains
for bringing these most amazeballs kitty postcards in to my life. OBSESSED.

It’s just the f*-king best.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Professor Green: I think I’m in heart.

My husband – i mean, AHEM- Professor Green preforming in the most coveted Givenchy “bull dog” sweater. Which, according to interweb goss is the most coveted and totes sold out  sweater world wide. Which means my love for Pro Green has pretty much quadrupled, as this also means my “man” has one BAD ASS STYLIST. Either way, his latest track with Emile Sande is a total gem so be sure to check him and her rock out over at “Later with Jools Holland”.