Archive for July, 2009

so good, so grunge, so good

July 28, 2009

i just love the goddamn olsen twins. i love how they make the most ridiculous pieces look so fashionable, and how everything they do is underlined and bolded by extreme confidence and self awareness. i could look at photos of them all day. so now you’re going to.

i think all good fashion blogs just have an olsens homage every now and then. plus, they just got accepted into the cfda, which is completely brilliant.

*all images taken from the lovely olsens anonymous


midday inspiration

July 27, 2009

the world’s a funny place. i’ve been sitting in front of my computer for about an hour, trying to find something that would inspire a really excellent blog post. couldn’t. so then i decided to find some fashiony beach photos, as i think i’m going to take a book and some magazines to and head down to the “peace park” by the lake, at the end of the block. when finding images for that failed, i decided i’d just head over to good ole olsens anonymous, because i’m always in the mood for olsens. and, lo and behold, what did i find?

so the peace park at the end of my street isn’t greece, but i do have a diet coke right now.

so excited…miranda and i leave for colorado to see jack tomorrow! can’t can’t wait to see him, and to shake things up a bit. plus, jack says there are bears and moose outside of his house. i have a feeling the week will be inundated by photo sessions entitled “urban girl in heels meets outdoors.” today, erin asked me what i’d be bringing to wear in co, and i said that i’d just be bringing the same things i always wear. i like the idea of traipsing around a small mountain town in heels and gold and wildly printed dresses.

and now, an inspiration board:

i think lady gaga looks like a dream in this photo. i don’t care if she’s batshit insane and wearing mickey mouse-eared glasses, she’s a fabulous spectacle of an individual.

boots and swings

July 26, 2009

when i was ten we had a little wooden swing like this in an alcove in our front yard.

i wish i had had those boots when i was ten.

the stam, mannequin style

July 25, 2009

jessica stam/steven meisel — vogue italia ’04

prada prada prada

July 25, 2009

as i sat down at my computer, my head awash with an endless stream of thoughts, i said to myself, “pour a glass of wine, and then find something really fabulous to look at.” well, the former was no problem, i assure you. and the latter came as quickly as my stumbling upon the fall 2009 prada lookbook. i think of prada as one of the mainstays of the fashion industry, and for that i think that it shall always command due respect. but what i’ve really come to respect, love, and be consistently delighted by, is their undeniable success in constantly keeping their clothing, their marketing, the merchandising fresh and contemporary. whereas many maintain their staunch positions in the industry, i feel like prada is consistently moving fashion forward, which says something huge. their lookbook is insane. i’m in love.

Hope never dies

July 23, 2009

I am so excited to share with you this next post, part of a 20SB blog swap, during which I got partnered up with the wonderful Hope, a Grecian lady, whose own blog Hope Dies Last is rife with tales of life, relationships, introspection, all spun together beautifully with words that emit true grace and candor. I could not be more pleased to have her blogging for Sassafras, so please read and comment away. And then hop over to her blog to see my post. Add her to your blogroll my friends, you shan’t regret it.

La Dolce Vita

Hi, I’m Hope; the blogger behind Hope Dies Last. The lovely Sassafras and I were paired up randomly for the 20SB Blog Swap. While discussing ideas for the theme of our posts, Sassafras immediately revealed that she created her blog to be inspired. Without second thought, I agreed. Yes! Let’s write about inspiration. I’m a writer. Inspiration is my middle name.

And then, well, then I realized the inspiration for this post?

It wasn’t coming.

When inspiration is lacking, I usually dip into my archives and read my own writing until my fingers can’t control themselves any longer and I begin tapping away on my keyboard. Tonight, I went right back to the beginning. Why did I create my blog to begin with? Then I realized that, just like Sassafras, I wanted to be inspired.

As a perpetually single girl in her 20s I had lost all motivation to take control of my dating life. After three years of no dates I began to feel restless. If I have to write about dating, I reasoned, that will force me to put myself out there and actually date.

And it did.

Initially, progress was slow. A silly crush here and a silly crush there. Then, I met The Man. A tall, blue eyed Australian who inspired me to take a chance. He inspired me to live life faster than I had been living it before. At the end of those magical 5 weeks, as he got on a plane to return home, I convinced myself to hold on to that inspiration.

Throughout the year that followed, I met interesting men more often. I spoke to them. I even sent one of those men an origami flower in the post. I went on a couple of dates. I was stood up. I was rejected. Time and time again. Always, it felt like. In January of this year, I even had a heavily conflicted two month affair with a man who seemed to be perfect for me. As my birthday approached, that fizzled out with no drama. At the same time I was attempting to navigate my 28th year and the news that my best friend was engaged. Pretty soon, I lost that inspiration. I couldn’t write. I didn’t want to write. I didn’t want to do anything. I wanted to curl into a ball. I was resigned. This is my life. And it is colourless.

But, the thing with inspiration is that once you find it, it is always there. Inside you; waiting to come out. Exactly like hope.

And when it did—almost three weeks ago–when that inspiration finally revealed itself to me once again, I met a man. And dear Sassafras readers, he was good. It was good. It is good.


July 22, 2009

if you know me at all, you know that these are precisely the type of shoes i’d never, ever take off. ever.

le fashion

waiting for the weekend

July 22, 2009

inspiration pleeeaaase

July 22, 2009

loves! what a terrible shit i’ve been. a dear friend of mine came in to visit me this past weekend, and amidst all the drinking and camaraderie, it’s taken me quite a few days to get back into the groove of things. i hate neglecting blogging…oftentimes this “new post” template is the sanest part of my day. my head is awash with so many things…starting school in a month and a half (books…classes…a upass…what?), my parents are getting married in 3 weeks (to each other…it’s a crazy life, folks), and one of my roommates and i are taking a vacay to colorado on tuesday to visit one of my very besties in the whole world, jack, who’s been living there all summer doing theatre, like the badass actor he is. we’re staying in a complex of cabins named after outdoorsy animals…ours is the “trout” cabin. please check it out…it’s going to be so fabulous, as we cook and drink and look out for moose and see good theatre for a week. i’m pretty sure this will be miranda, jack and i every night:

caaaaaaan’t wait!

also, as my lovely blogger friends, i’d like to take advantage of the fact that you’re all cultured creatives. my lovely, bright, shining mother, has not requested, but informed me that i will be singing a solo at the wedding. thanks to kate, i do have a couple ideas in mind, but do any of you have any favorite wedding songs that aren’t terribly cheesy or “new couple-y?” i’d love all of your suggestions!

i also need some good street style. blazers in the summer…i’ve not utilized mine enough, and i’m loving what these ladies have done.

500 days of summer

July 19, 2009

although fashion is the unequaled passion of my life, i have a deep, unadulterated love for film. whilst many visit a therapist once a week, i am at the movies, generally solo, always with a large popcorn. i love to experience the myriad worlds that the cinema holds, and, no matter what i see, i always experience a catharsis.

yesterday afternoon (as it’s now 2:50am! i don’t sleep…) i saw 500 days of summer and was absolutely blown away. the story, the editing, the characters — they all meld into a cinematic collaboration that’s simply magnificent, and so realistic that the film is equal parts wonderful and heartbreaking. if you’ve ever loved another human being, you’ll understand without fail.

but, of course, being the blogger and fashion lover that i am, the film’s insane costuming kept me as enraptured as its content. as free and as enlivened as it is, i can’t help but share it. zoey deschanel is a dream, and joseph gordon-leavitt is the dude every lady dreams of.