a night out on west 32nd.

blazer / secondhand
shirt, skirt, leggings (whoa) / am apparel
shoes / steve madden
scarf / street vendor


friends from dc came in this weekend, so we took them out to ktown and jtown, for a little karaoke, korean bbq, and shots of soju. fun times.


"unbreak my heartttttttt, say you'll loooove me againnnnnn"

you know, dolls make the very best friends.

dress / erin fetherston for target
tights / express
shoes / f21


[Sara just met her new doll, Emily]

Capt. Crewe: You know, dolls make the very best friends. Just because they can't speak doesn't mean they don't listen. And did you know that when we leave them alone in our room, they come to life?
Sara Crewe: They do?
Capt. Crewe: Yes! But before we walk in and catch them, they return to their place as quick as lightning!
Sara Crewe: Why don't they come to life in front of us so we can see them?
Capt. Crewe: Because it's magic. Magic has to be believed. It's the only way it's real.

A LITTLE PRINCESS (1995)


do you remember your favorite doll and the magical world you lived in ?

sur ma peau / quelques gouttes

mesmerizing...

paolo roversi and natalia vodianova for guerlain shalimar. and of course, the music of serge gainsbourg in the background.

can i please look this good after i have three children ?

riding on a pink cloud through a sea of flowers.

sheer dress / vintage
long-sleeve shirt / uniqlo
shiny leggings / am apparel
shoes / f21
pashmina scarf / street vendor


years ago, i had dropped in a new vintage store on the drag in austin. this blue floral dress was peeping at me from between two non-descrip items, so as soon as i pulled it out of the rack, i squealed inside. the color was magical. and it was sheer and fit so perfectly, though a bit longer than i liked it.

i had done the sheer thing in high school, but never with quite as pretty a fabric, nor with such lovely colors. i would soon go on to wear the dress to many special occasions. but now that leggings have blown up over the last few years, i tend to throw it on to for errands/work more than anything else. funny how some pieces of clothing go through certain phases.

gold shoes and goofy smiles.

blazer / f21
v-neck shirt / uniqlo
drop waist pants / zara
shoes / steve madden

i quite like these shoes, as scuffed as they are (tough love). i had purchased them last summer, in a terrible hurry, to wear at a lovely gala i was of course running late to. as thoughtless as the purchase was, it was in retrospect a lovely one, as i ended up wearing them again the next day, and the day after, and the week after... and here we are, a year later, together still. they're that comfortable.

not only that, but every time i wear them out, i can always count on little remarks and inquisitive looks from passersby. it's as if no one had ever seen gold shoes before ! i find it to be very strange, albeit amusing, the vast attention they get. (or is it strange ? can i no longer tell what is strange and what is not ? nah.)

the woman at the thrift shop, the one with the frilly gloves and leather pants, teased me with feigned disbelief. i laughed at her silliness. turning the corner on my way home, a boy sitting alone by the door of a grocery store, pointed towards me as a goofy smile quickly spread across his childish face. "you have very nice shoes !" i laughed again.

yes, i do indeed. they bring a little bit of laughter to my days.

80s music and lychee martinis.

button-less cardigan / f21 v-neck shirt / aa jeans / f21 platform boots / kenneth cole a few years ago, i flew to new york to attend a human rights forum at the united nations. during my brief stint there, i was advised to trek out to century 21 for a little bargain hunting. after a little digging -- and i do believe this is the only way to do it there -- i found these black leather kenneth cole boots for ridiculously cheap. i almost want to say they were less than $10. harper bazaar uk november 2008 what attracted me then, and still does now, was the wedge heel and its slight inward curve -- and dare i say ? subtly reminiscent of stella mccartney's ankle boots (featured above). the kicker ? i can walk well over 100 blocks in these, as i did yesterday, and still end the night -- after a quick jeans-to-shiny-leggings change -- dancing to 80s music, balancing a mic in one hand, a delicious lychee martini in the other. i really should accessorize.

numero uno; scott schuman says hello.

blazer / theory v-neck t-shirt / aa dc pants / zara studded boots / colin stuart good god. i've gone and done it. after years of perusing, stalking, debating, i finally have my own "fashion blog". shudder. (for you.) ha. i had been silently lurking amongst the balmain-loving, lanphear-worshipping, dyi-crazed, jak&jil-inspired, igor&andre-longing, am apparel billboard-walking, unsurpassingly devoted street-style cyber community. but no longer. i officially have an identity. minus the discipline. see, i met the sartorialist a couple hours ago, and it wouldn't be right if i failed to record this moment somewhere. that would understand. or care. ha. it was brief, i didn't want to take up his time, but it made my night. it was oh-so-nice to meet the person who has so deliciously squeezed himself into your morning routine for the last few years. here's looking at you, sart.