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pringle of scotland pre fall 10; etro fall 09; rebecca taylor fall 10

Newfound inspiration. Letting the beat build. The final days of winter came and went, squeezed in a couple sweater looks...
Thrifted sweater, H&M trousers



meurtos baby

zara cardi, j.crew necklace


musings: leatha

Once upon a time, leather was scary. Leather outfits were reserved for Cat Woman, a dominatrix... Stella "Leatha" Zotis of project runway.

After thrifting a gorg leather skirt, I say... BRING IT! Meow.



fill up my cup.

elle US horst diekgerdes; eric guillemain; jeremy scott fall 10 RTW

Love a bra on the outside! Saw it first from Marc Jacobs. Then, Kate Moss in McQueen, Fashion for Relief Haiti. Her endorsement of a trend is all I really need.



the mighty combo. black & gold

man ray’s peggy guggenheim wearing a dress by paul poiret, 1923 via
Peggy still looking good - 87 years later!

naeem khan fall 2010 RTW

They say it's important to keep in touch with your inner child, but listen - it's a farce. Don't be another nameless victim of our youth-obsessed culture! REBEL! Keep in touch with your inner-grandma/grandpa. And when buying key pieces for your wardrobe think, "would my inner-grandma/grandpa be down with this?" By asking yourself this question you are creating your own shtick. You free yourself of the ruthless fleeting world of trendy! You can look back at 10, 20 even 30 year old pictures and not have that "what was i thinking?" moment. You can stand true knowing that you can you have–to be quite morbid–created a look you can quite literally take to the grave.

For instance, my inner-grandma believes in quality over quantity, she believes in a GOLD STANDARD. She's decked out head to toe in gold - she just can't get enough! Because i'm in tune and trust my inner grandma I know gold will never do me wrong.

Some fellow Golden Girls keeping it real.

Marc by Marc Jacobs jacquard dress



wave hello

wonderland spring 10 mariano vivanco

Lauren, according to Keena: The Joey Potter of Fifth Avenue; wanders the city, trying not to trip over her own feet, in a Derek Lam silhouette, to a Patsy Cline soundtrack. Conceals her rage with a pursed lip, painted in Nars' Schiat, but lets the verbal daggers fly once served a skinny cinnamon dolce latte.

Keena, according to Lauren: The Lisa Turtle of Soho; She's usually lost, batting her fake caramel colored eyes and banging her blackberry's keys with metallic blue nails. She suppresses her restlessness by trimming her hair, running around til dawn; often wearing something trendy and easy.