lovely layers

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winter 09. 

comme des garcons

so fucking perfect. 

i wanna see it when you find out what the comets stars and moons are all about

The minimal condition for whether or not a philosophy counts as “realist” can be found in what that philosopher thinks can be said of a world in which all humans and rational animals have ceased to exist. Here the dividing line is not between whether or not the philosopher holds that a world independent of humans exists, but rather whether or not certain entities known by humans would exist as they exist even if humans did not exist…

sometimes i think maybe it is all just magic. 

house dress

More Fall 09 i-D

the top is the most gorgeous wool dress ive ever seen- Lanvin made it. and the Apache patterned vivienne westwood in the second photo is so damn right on. I have a whole collection of really long streamlined silhouette dresses like these that i put on every day when i get home and i do all of my little household chores in them and my boyfriend takes it very seriously now when i don't wear one he doesnt know what to do. i could live in them year round if it didnt get so fucking cold in the city. Its the middle of October and i can't feel my toesies outside. already. 

Ok so heres a super dope editorial "Eco Warrior" that ran in the Fall i-D. 

holy harem, prada waders and headpiece sickness. Every morning i want to layer up just like this last photo. I've started to tie jackets and various other articles of clothing to different parts of my body to make my outfit a little extra weird. 

Fur Fantasy

Ryan Mcginley took these photos for W magazine. Galliano & Alaia designed the jackets. 

This is my favorite feeling during fall- cold air countering cocoons of fur. I like his photographs alot even if i think he's capitalizing on this raw back to the earth peace nature movement thats all hip with consumers lately. Its the perfect aesthetic for right now though so fine i give up. and Kates sucha babe obv. 

boomerang

diane & woody. yoko & john. cindy & some serious supermodels. 

swaddling clothes.

Missoni Fall 2009 rtw

I want to wear all of these clothes at once and move to the gorge near the taos pueblo in New Mexico and drink horchata and write plays or something else romantic and ridiculously perfect. I love the solid colors and textures of this collection- they only added subtle pieces of their signature prints- in muted leggings and simple knitwear which was so right on. I love the infinity scarf head wrap and floor length coziness of layers upon layers. yum.

Fire Work.

right now the air smells like wet leaves and earlier the sun was this weird Crayola yellow and the fact that it is fall is really really a relief.

It's sublime. And I try not to overuse that word because it means something you know, like lucid does, and infinite caterwauling lust and silence. Words like love, you can use them all the time, they are generous and general and grand. Words like sublime are about a precise enveloping intricacy.

I've been trying to hold on to memories like this. Memories in general, i guess. I dont want to lose any of it. I think, shit, my life isnt jenga and i cant slide blocks out and stay standing.

It's spiderwebs, one heart-spanning beautiful fragile intricate whole.