Monthly Archives: May 2012

This week has been turned upside down for me by a barrage of unforeseen circumstances, and forced me to re-imagine quite a bit of what I’ve been getting comfortable with. So right now I’m just going with the flow and getting inspired by some innovative things going on globally. A clever ad, a dreamy installation, a witty project. There’s a lot out there, and you stumble upon it all quite by accident. So enjoy the accidents; they probably lead somewhere, eventually. One of the things I’ve found interesting is a new enigma of an app (or a site? social media? not quite sure yet) called Wander*. It doesn’t really explain what it is, but prompts you to sign up before someone snatches up your username (naturally I’m quite susceptible to this kind of pressure). It asks you a question, but you’re not sure what happens with your answer or why you’re answering in the first place. It’s a pretty cool concept or a weird trust exercise. Either way, I’m pretty down.

Karen Richter/ Mepmphis School

Bubblegum installation / Merijn Hos & Renée Reijnders


40 years of marketing


I’ve never really liked the word ‘staycation’; it sounds so cheesy, and why would anyone ever want to stay anywhere? Either way, sometimes I forget to make use of my time off and, as my friend Frank says, chill hard.  So I’m experimenting a bit with not going into the office today. Because in the end, I’m pretty sure the official rules say it’s all good if your day really does end up being sick.

Did you know that the epigraph in The Great Gatsby is entirely made up? With the prolific recently-released trailer and the opulence for which Luhrmann is known, I’ve decided to re-read the Classic just in time for the release of the film (or, 5 months prior, whatever). I figured if I can capture a better sense of the lavishness exuded in Fitzgerald’s work, I can better understand the film as a work of brilliant re-interpretation or merely an upscale Entourage outtake. So in theme, I’ll be heading to check out the opulent ROM party in Toronto tonight (DJs, drinks and dinasours surrounded by marble columns and pristine display cases), and spend tomorrow getting into the Gatsby. Here’s a visual journal of what my weekend will look like–save for the occasional tight ‘n bright party that’s neither here nor there…unless Gatsby threw those, too.

It seems like with the summer weather coming up, every magazine is stepping up and coming out with some dope covers that seriously rival the pristine art direction of their earlier years. It’s back to models gracing the covers of style publications, incredibly artistic editorials that usher the age of meta-fashion and some unreal portraiture. I think that sometimes, with the high fashion and the celebrity and the endorsements, a lot of things essential to editorial integrity get lost in the shuffle. But other times you get something undeniably authentic, something that’s more than just a bind of ads with articles and pictures in between. So here are a few sick shots that I think are worthy of mention.

Kate Moss rocking the Pomp cover

Natalia Vodianova for Vogue Russia

Fallen #7 Tanya by Nick Hudson

Not so new, but still. ‘Neo Chic’ Katie Fogarty by Nicolas Moore for Flair Italy June 2011

Just for good measure, these can’t all be fashion, can they? T Magazine x Edible Selby

I’ve missed my perfectly beaten up Converse ever since I left them at that fated hostel incident in Rome, and haven’t quite been able to replace them.  So I’ve been looking for the perfect pair of Purcells for a while–it’s always been a debate between the laid back lighter colours and the darker leather make. Then there’s the navy, or the super sweet shade of green that only Jack Purcell has. I have about seven pairs in my basket but still can’t make a decision; pretty typical.

images via Sincerely, Jules

Whatever Mickey Drexler is doing, he’s doing it well. J. Crew’s latest campaign takes place in the exotic terrains of Indonesia, saturated with bright-hued threads, perfectly-tailored pants and accessories that put your regular exotic trinkets to shame. Mandatory note on cultural appropriation, Orientalism, imperialist framework etc. (thanks, four long years of Development Studies!) aside,  I think you just can’t help but appreciate the amazing artistic nature of these shots. So, academic pretension aside, J. Crew did pretty good.

via J. Crew

via J. Crew

via J. Crew

via J. Crew

A little while ago I posted some of my most anticipated soon-to-be-released Rizzoli books (here). I posted about a book called Tomboy Style, though I’ve never been one to rock the preppy boycut look myself. What I found interesting was the research and objective of this project, which spans decades and continents and fuses a global style understanding that’s rooted in a few loosely cut basics. Weaving together a historical narrative, a timeless trend and a stylistic understanding of women’s fashion, Lizzie Garret Mettler provides a comprehensive understanding of why you should care about boyfriend jeans and loafers. Here’s a vid of her talking a little bit about the book–and though some parts are a little less relevant, as a whole it’s a pretty nicely wrapped up project. (Look out for another post on this when I actually, you know, read it)