9/13/11

wonderland



Source: via fashiontoast, tumblr

Catching up with school work and fitting in naps during spare blocks has become my top priority   so I apologize for the hiatus!

9/11/11

sleepy morrow








I always have this idealistic early weekday morning scenario where the sun creeps over my blinds and paints patterns of light and dark upon my face, eyes fluttering open, clean white sheets, musing over a novel while downing some black coffee and a bagel. Unfortunately my mornings are chaotic in lieu of dreamy and often involve me crawling out of bed, slapping some make up on my under eye circles and rushing out the door forgetting my textbooks, keys, ipod, phone and dignity.

9/3/11

wisdom is better than silver and gold

but who could resist these beautiful accessories as a substitute? I've been taking the time to reinvent some of the pieces that I already own... I think that sometimes we forget that fashion is not just about shiny new shopping bags and tangible wealth but the ability to bring new life into something once forgotten.















(via. tumblr, lusttforlife, purse n' boots)

9/2/11

edgar allan poe - the oval portrait




"Turning to the number which designated the oval portrait, I there read the vague and quaint words which follow:


"She was a maiden of rarest beauty, and not more lovely than full of glee. And evil was the hour when she saw, and loved, and wedded the painter. He, passionate, studious, austere, and having already a bride in his Art; she a maiden of rarest beauty, and not more lovely than full of glee: all light and smiles, and frolicksome as the young fawn: loving and cherishing all things: hating only the Art which was her rival: dreading only the pallet and brushes and other untoward instruments which deprived her of the countenance of her lover. It was thus a terrible thing for this lady to hear the painter speak of his desire to pourtray even his young bride. But she was humble and obedient, and sat meekly for many weeks in the dark high turret-chamber where the light dripped upon the pale canvas only from overhead. But he, the painter, took glory in his work, which went on from hour to hour and from day to day. And he was a passionate, and wild and moody man, who became lost in reveries; so that he would not see that the light which fell so ghastlily in that lone turret withered the health and the spirits of his bride, who pined visibly to all but him. Yet she smiled on and still on, uncomplainingly, because she saw that the painter, (who had high renown,) took a fervid and burning pleasure in his task, and wrought day and night to depict her who so loved him, yet who grew daily more dispirited and weak. And in sooth some who beheld the portrait spoke of its resemblance in low words, as of a mighty marvel, and a proof not less of the power of the painter than of his deep love for her whom he depicted so surpassingly well. But at length, as the labor drew nearer to its conclusion, there were admitted none into the turret; for the painter had grown wild with the ardor of his work, and turned his eyes from the canvas rarely, even to regard the countenance of his wife. And he would not see that the tints which he spread upon the canvas were drawn from the cheeks of her who sate beside him. And when many weeks had passed, and but little remained to do, save one brush upon the mouth and one tint upon the eye, the spirit of the lady again flickered up as the flame within the socket of the lamp. And then the brush was given, and then the tint was placed; and, for one moment, the painter stood entranced before the work which he had wrought; but in the next, while he yet gazed he grew tremulous and very pallid, and aghast and crying with a loud voice, 'This is indeed Life itself!' turned suddenly to regard his beloved:--She was dead!


(image via. deviant art)

models and literature


Beauty and Intelligence.
Something that the masses strive to possess.

(via. the fashion spot forums)

8/29/11

elephant gun - beirut








Source: Bruno Tenorio for Ports 1961

Fell in love with this beautifully executed Indian inspired aesthetic.