Hard Drive Dump


Some shots I've taken, ages ago.

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Duct taped the phone to the roof and took some timer portraits. Got a haircut. Feeling better.

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I Need a Beer






Asos top, Motel pants via Koshka, Sol Sana heels, Drawn & Quartered nameplate necklace

Honestly, been feeling like crap lately, but something like this at least gives me a little confidence. I never wear heels anymore, but I nabbed these for my cousin's wedding and they've turned out to be a fair height to remain "wearable".

On another note, Koshka and I have paired up again. Love them, love their styling, love their offerings. You should too.

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Certain Hues








Della x UO tie-back romper, American Apparel jacket, Ray Ban 3447 sunglasses, Modern Vice boots

I usually hate wearing anything purple. I don't know what it is, it's just always seemed like a silly color to me; a color I often associated with 1) Roman emperors 2) packaging used to sell things to kids or 3) A tongue being stuck out at you after it had imbibed a grape flavored popsicle. Often, others assume that it's a color I gravitate towards because it pops against my hair so much, but my dislike for it often overshadows my care for whether or not it goes against my hair. Indeed, my hair usually steers me towards more neutral stuff because it usually takes attention away from whatever I'm wearing.

However, I'm amazed to say that I have welcomed this Della romper into my closet because I was able to look past the color, try it, and totally make the decision to live in it because it's quite flattering and comfortable to boot. Della is actually a pretty great brand; it's run by women, made for women, and everything is made by a design team in Ghana. Designer Tina Tangakalis' collaboration with Urban Outfitters was brought to my attention by folks out in LA, and I was really impressed by the construction of everything. Like, although I wasn't able to get a good shot of it here, this romper has this charming tie-back detail that makes it a little more flirty and retro.

Well, that's it, I guess I'm a convert now. Better start making more grape kool-aid.

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New York Hero: Saul Leiter


Saul Leiter, works 1940s-60s

I don't know about you guys, but I'm the kind of girl who could be in a room full of my friends and still feel totally alone. This isn't always out of a feeling of loneliness (although don't get me wrong, I have my moments of awkward social lockjaw); sometimes time crawls and I start paying attention to whatever hits my senses first- my mind wanders, and suddenly my drink is warm.

I don't remember the time I first saw a Saul Leiter photograph, but his work seems to come back to me quite often when I'm having a rough day or something, and nothing seems to give me any creative clarity or excitement. In other words, when I feel like crap, I can always turn to Leiter's photographs because he created beautiful potential with a sense of absolute solitude in the midst of NYC: swirling, unpredictable and stressful, yet in that millisecond, completely clear and meaningful.

Imagine him walking down the street with his Leica, finding his frame in a window display or street corner, and then just patiently waiting, and observing quietly, for the right combination of elements to pass him by. The sense of chance and the knowledge of his solitude make the colors in his photos that much more rich, and the scenes ever more quiet.

What a shame it is that colors in the city are no longer this bold, the signage and windows up and down SoHo in these photographs come out of a different world with different priorities, but without Leiter's eye, fashion photography and editorial photography would never have quite as a sophisticated ease about them, nor would they have a strong calling for a sort of lofty dreaminess. Leiter's subjects are unaware, but in their moment, and to see potential everywhere is a damn fine skill to have. 

These photos remind me to take solitude as a simple joy, and to realize that just because something isn't completely in focus, doesn't make any less important to the big picture.

yessir, ended with a pun. 
enjoy, suckas.

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