LIV(e) IN A CITY

GIRL CRUSH: Lana Del Rey

If Instagram had a muse, Lana would be it. The vintage songstress is ‘to mainstream’ for hipsters, ‘stone cold boring’ for SNL and ‘to perfect’ that Heidi Montag is probably reconsidering her visage. But alas, we can all settle on one thing - this girl can rock your grandmothers high-waisted bloomers and Furn-Gully headdress like a BOSS.

So sure, she may have the personality of a clam and she needs more of an ego boost, than another lip injection but you can’t deny this visually crafted human being can sing like a member of the Rat Pack (She call’s herself Gangster Nancy Sinatra).

She’s also extremely self centered and narcissistic as f*ck, so their should be no doubt that I like her!

COACHELLA 2012 (weekend 1 of 2)

It’s that time of year again, when I have the worst form of #FOMO you could quite possibly imagine. (If you don’t know what FOMO is grab a 20 something party pal it’s ‘Fear of Missing Out’)

COACHELLA is currently taking place down in sunny California where endless indie bands rock out. Meanwhile their feathered and beaded heads, and fringed-frock dressed fans sway and sing while a large cloud of dirty smoke and desert sand hang above them.

While the other body painted, topless, midriff baring, (basically naked) fans drip a little heavier with sweat to the top hip hop and DJ’s of our time.

Beside the bonus of a second weekend taking place (to which I managed to NOT get tickets too) I can still vicariously live through my friends thanks to the Coachella Live Stream on YouTube and the oh-so-constantly updated Instagram!

And although my crochet bikini tops and my bulk storage of cut-off denim Levi’s will have to wait another year to be worn. I present you with WEEKEND 1 of some great Music Festival attire.

Let’s Talk MARYKATRANTZOU

It’s not every day that you can turn house hold appliances, wrist watches and full fledged gardens into ordained, wearable works of art. For Mary Katrantzou, on the other hand, she has no issues creating collages (I can only assume she was an excellent scrap booker or great at hoarding).

Now an excerpt from Tim Blanks, from style.com:

“Katrantzou also extended her repertoire in other ways. For the first time, she focused on a single color top-to-toe, like the crayons on her invitation. And she’d chosen deliberately banal subject matter to match the colors. Green meant grass, for instance, rendered as an ornamental lawn working its way down a floor-length gown. Yellow was expressed in a mandala of No. 2 HB pencils, erasers attached. They were rendered in rubber by the Lesage embroidery atelier in Paris—not only the first time Lesage’s artisans had worked with such stuff, but also their first collaboration with a London designer. Clocks, hedges, telephones, spoons, and forks also provided source material. The bodice of a rococo red velvet dress featured a red typewriter, its keys providing a coiling abstract geometry on the skirt.”

Tim knows best, so I really had to include it. So I hope this helps you start off the beginning of your long weekend!! TGIThursdays!!