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My Living Room Wall By Jordan Tiberio

3.29.2020









Before life as we knew it changed, Jordan came over and explored my found photo wall.
I was thrilled to catch up, I was thrilled to see a familiar face. These faces are also familiar friends now, pinned over the table I spend most of my time around- working, eating, face-timing, arranging space for my cats to sleep.

It's home, we're all here.


Jordan Tiberio is a photographer living in Brooklyn, and we have been dear friends since we met on a shoot for Toy Syndrome about ~7 years ago? (gosh). Her inventive, nostalgic and magical touch is irresistable, and her photos manage to transport to another world, time and time again. Like stepping into a watercolor garden or an arms-length memory, her work is worth resting your eyes on for sure!

I feel lucky we got the chance to work together and freeze this place and time of home for an afternoon.
'Till we meet again.


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Spring Knits and a Second-Hand Story

3.09.2020



Vintage DKNY sweater, 3.1 Phillip Lim skirt (second-handed), thrifted espadrilles, Loeffler Randall bag (second-handed sample)

It's nearly springtime, and as usual, I'm out here doing some outfit math to both keep cool and warm?? I got a bunch of knit textures, and a basic cardigan worn backwards- for "oomph", I guess, if you wanna call it that. 

My mom was always a fan of cheap, handmade espadrilles like these. Always worn with socks in the garden. It's an unexplainable habit I picked up from her, but I scarcely wear espadrilles without a sock'd foot.

On this purse: a story
I have started doing this thing where I (try to) only bring a new thing into my life if I have a physical, almost inevitable and subconscious draw to it. This purse was one such purchase. Next thing I know, I'm proudly sharing my new pursette friend on a formica diner counter on my IG stories, and it happened: the thing I always wondered about life after second-hand consignment:
The previous owner recognized their bag!

I locked eyes with this little bag back in September and it got me, folks.
It's got everything I want in a thing: the danger of losing small items, mixed materials, and noticeable handiwork on behalf of whoever made it. It doesn't have a lining, although there is slight, shredded evidence of a cloth lining that was cut out at some point. PLUS! It's a neutral color. No tag, no idea who made it, ah well. Sold.

Shoutout to Emellie who messaged and told me the purse is a one-of-a kind Loeffler Randall. Bought at a sample sale, it never made it to production, so it's a unique number that I am proud to carry the legacy on with. 

This is why second-hand is great, folks. If you're got an urge to add more to your life, try a little treasure hunting, y'know?

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Cinch, Bunch

1.28.2020




Jil Sander top (second-handed), thrifted denim duster, vintage jeans from Brooklyn Vintage Company, vintage Valentino silk scarf, jewelry case-turned-clutch from Minor HistoryJack Erwin boots


I'm pretty sure that last photo is me staring at my cat Tippi, who managed to get on top of the kitchen cabinets.

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My Antique Vanity Tour

12.29.2019












My parents were fiendish antiques collectors, so I know where I get it from. Interior design is a new adventure for me. I'm living in my first "adult" apartment, which is a 600 sq-foot 1-bedroom that I share with my boyfriend and our two cats. Even after a year, we're still figuring out what we like and don't like when it comes to surrounding ourselves with things. That being said, I love our dresser, and I love the spooky fun stuff I have come to start my day looking at.

The Hands
It all started with one novelty porcelain ash tray in the shape of a cupped hand. I think I got it at a flea market when I was in high school. One ash tray turned into three, and now here I am with over fifteen! I love these things, and they have become a humorous staple of my bedroom decor, keeping everything from jewelry (obviously), to bits and bobs like old dice and devil figurines. Honestly, if I have learned anything, it's that ash trays make for excellent catch-all dishes; they come with personality and humor to say the least.

The Sardine Box
Another moment of crockery-as-vanity-staple is my porcelain sardine box, which is where I keep my hair ties and loose buttons. Why a sardine dish? Well, the trompe l'oeil factor is fabulous enough, but I find the shape and placement of the sardine as a sort of handle as too good. These were popular at Victorian tables and ensured that the salty cured fish would be kept moist. I just love anything that elevates something as humble as a sardine.

The Candles
You'll probably notice quite a few empty glasses that once held Diptyque scented candles. I have only really had the pleasure of burning about ~5 in my life. In fact, almost all of the glasses marked 'Santal' were found in a discarded box on the side of the road in Boerum Hill! I know one of these things can go for $30 on eBay, which makes that a score to say the least! My favorite candles and incense, which I replenish every year (if I can) are as follows:

Le Labo Cade 26 - You can only get this in NYC Le Labo locations, and you have to ask for it. It's the official fragrance of the Gramercy Park Hotel, which is one of my favorite places in the city, and where I associate the beginning of my "blogging career". That's for another post.
Catbird Ghost Rose - I actually have the full size of Neighbor's Fig Tree too, but this truly slaps at any point in the day.
Diptyque Lys and/or Cedre - Well, looks like my beloved Cedre has been discontinued, but I do love Lys quite a bit.
Aritzia's Cendres Wilfred Candle - Well, I can't get this one anymore either! Aritzia used to produce genuinely great candles, each were atmospheric and made in France.  I can't tell you how disappointed I was that they no longer make them- for the price and the quality they were unbeatable.
St. Rita Parlor Incense cones - My boyfriend bought these on one of his outings and we burn them on special occasions. Spicy and moody, they remind me of him.

Cloches
Speaking of candles, and I don't have many on my dresser in these photos, but I have become a big, big fan of cloches as an accessory to preserve and keep fragrances fresh. Plus, they look like something out of a classic french apothecary or oddities museum.

"book" Box
The paper box in the shape of a book with Venetian decorative paper edges, was my stepmom's. I inherited it after she passed away. I always loved how she used it as a jewelry box, so it's where I keep my delicate and special pieces.

Dried Magnolia Tree Seed Pod
This came from Edward Gorey's tree. I love him and I love his house, which is in Cape Cod. My aunt lives about 20 minutes from there, so whenever I visit her, I make a pilgrimage to Gorey's house and do the Gashlycrumb Tinies scavenger hunt.

Necklace Holder (which I use for sunglasses)
My porcelain hands hold all the jewelry I want to have...erm...on hand. So instead of using a necklace holder for its intended purpose, I use the T-bar shape to hold 3-12 pairs of sunglasses, which I pile on with abandon when I'm feeling careless. Some opticians might suggest keeping your sunglasses in a case, you know, like an adult, but I opt for having them visible at all times. Plus, I like the idea of plucking sunglasses like fruit from a tree.

Toiletries Tray
One of these days I'll get around to waxing poetic about my favorite perfumes. In any case, I keep most of my collection available on my dresser, organized on top of a wooden tray to keep them all tidy, per Organized Home's suggestion. I also keep vials of sample perfumes in a delicate glass goblet, procured from a going-out-of-business sale in the Village three years ago.

My Pentax Auto 110 Camera
My ittiest, bittiest film SLR camera. You can read about these incredible and charming cameras here. They have a wonderful history, and this one was given to me by my dad for my 23rd birthday. I also have a small kit of lenses for it and a manual 12-second timer.

Added in my windowsill friends, Sanjay the bunny and some plant clippings I got from my aunt, as a bonus.

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You Ever Match a Sweater with a Purse? Eh?

10.10.2019






Thrifted vintage sweater and purse, second-hand Dries van Noten sandals, second-hand Assembly NY sheer slip

Listen, when you notice that you have the chance to match your drippy, bowed and beaded sweater with an equally be-beaded vintage purse, you go fourth and show off your plastic. This angora blend monster, completely encrusted in dangling bits and beads, was an irresistible find at my local thrift joint. I immediately thought of this vintage beaded purse from the 50's/60's, which I nabbed back in Idaho earlier this year at the good 'ol Goldmine- which one Google review rightfully describes as a "Nice place to buy Rich People's hand me downs for thrift store prices."
Hear, hear!

And yep! Everything here is second-hand. That's gonna be my credo going into 2020: as few new purchases as possible- especially when it comes to clothes and accessories, good lord. I mean, I've been doin' a mean thriftshow since high school (as some of you who have been reading this thing for 10 YEARS???! OH MY GOD??! would recognize). And yeah, I think my eagerness to just try putting things together in a novel way has always been what gets me to enjoy style and fashion in the first place.
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Less Woodsy, More Pajama

9.18.2019










Reformation linen romper (second-hand), Opening Ceremony sweater (second-hand), Thrifted Vintage denim duster jacket, Solviere sandals (second-hand)

Took some time at my dad's place in Portland, New York last week with the lad.
The weather up near Chautauqua, being so close to Lake Erie, is sunny and cool. I enjoyed dipping my toes into the crispness of early autumn, while two days out of the week we were there ended up hitting the low 80s! I wore socks with sandals, threw my long denim duster over everything, and embraced bathing suit-as-top territory.

And yes, I even wore an open sweater under a linen romper without a bra! The cheekiness!
I was clinging to the warm weather for sure, but I'm ready for layers.

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