Imagine

...a better Gaga.



Raquel Zimmerman. Hot. Gareth Pugh Fall/Winter 2010 video.

This video is mesmerizing...

Collegiate Babe

...is the term that my sister and I coined to describe the effortless style that only sweet, library-frequenting, journal-toting college girls can have. Around this time of year, with the smell of fresh textbooks in my nostrils, I always come back to Collegiate Babe.

I start grad school in exactly one month. Between you and me, I'm dreading the move.

Between you and me, starting at a new school, new classes, new professors, new spiral notebooks, new apartment, new roommate, new car, new city, new state-- is kind of outweighing the dread of moving.















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Back 2 School Basics

Back to School Basics: shearling, leather, heather gray sweats, blazers, mongolian lamb fur.

Easy enough.

























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Fin.

Junior High Dream Bag + Tattoos

I'm not going to lie to you. I loved the 2006 Dior Romantique collection. It's like I want to carry that bag and doodle in my Lisa Frank journal. Impossible now to find.







Because if I could find that last one, the blue one, I'd be very happy. The only thing I own from this collection is the compact mirror in gray and white, that I picked up in Munich in 2006. All images via google.

As for the rest of my mood? Well, it goes a little something like this...

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I might get my head inked next week while I'm in Austin. Just a simple script word in my bald patch, inspired by Freja's.


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Someone Else's

Nothing will bore you stiff quicker than someone else's vacation pictures. So I've trimmed 8 days down to 21 pictures and I've tried only to capture the essence, the vibe, of the trip. It was my mother, my sister, my 16 year old cousin spending a month with us from Berlin and I.

We hiked Capulin volcano in New Mexico, stayed in a posh cabin in the ghost town of St. Elmo, CO, (where we had to drive 25 minutes to the bottom of the mountain to get cell reception and where it got to the 30's everynight), camped and scrambled around the cliff dwellings in Mesa Verde, CO, visited my uncle in Aztec, NM, poked around Taos and finally saw the Cadillac Ranch in Amarillo, TX, before heading home.

For once I was not planner/travel agent/tour guide on a trip, I slept long hours in the car, went to bed early every night and read The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo in about 2.5 days. I had no idea how relaxed I had gotten until I came back, when I had so much energy I worked a double shift on my first day back-- just because I felt like it.

Parting thoughts
1.) My idea of a vacation has been redefined to include the following: sealevel, big cities, continuous 3G coverage, beaches, warm weather
2.) I wish they had left me behind in Taos. Beautiful weather, beautiful buildings, cool vibe, good green chili and quacamole. I could have spent a million dollars there on woven rugs, baskets and turquoise jewelry.











































Fin.