New York, New York
You know when you start writing something without really knowing what you’re writing about?…Well that’s me right now. We’ve literally been working everyday from 5AM-8PM since we returned from our lovely weekend getaway in New York, and safe to say I’m pretty brain dead. This may not the piece that wins me the Pulitzer, but at least the outfit’s kinda cute.
I fell in love with it when I saw my best friend, Millie Bobby Brown wearing it in the most recent Calvin Klein campaign. I think the fact thats she’s just warming up to puberty probably helped her fit in those cardboard stretchless pants better than I did, but what can I say, I’m never one to step away from a challenge. Besides, this gave me the chance to do that “Tight Pants” Jimmy Fallon dance all day which Peter thoroughly enjoyed. Look at that…I’ve managed to ramble on about nothing, just as predicted.
I guess if there’s one moral to today’s story it’s the forever recurring theme of “you do you” girl. You wear what you want to wear, even if that means recreating a look work by someone born in 2004 (that’s right folks, two thousand and fucking four), and it not being particularly flattering. Who cares! I got to look like a candy cane cowboy all day, walking around New York city, and I think that’s pretty badass. People are always telling me “I wish I could pull off some of the stuff you wear”, or “I love it but I could never wear that…” and the truth is that’s baloney!…the proof is in the photos that follow. Never let the prospect of judgement, the “rules”of fashion, or the fear of stepping away from the clothes allocated for your body type, detract from your potential artistic expression. I mean look at me, I dress like a clown practically everyday and have somehow convinced people it’s working for me. So don’t let any of of those little mean voices in your head, scare you away from putting on something that may make you feel magical…Cue in True Colours by Cyndi Lauper…
Adam Selman for Le Specs sunnies, Clavin Klein white and red denim set, Givenchy “Pandora Box” bag, and Zara boots.
Happy April’s Fools my little chickens! Though the title of this post may incite that I have some sort of practical joke to play on you my lovely readers, that is not the case. We are back in Montreal after our flight landed at midnight last night from Miami, and about to set sail on a six hour drive to Toronto, so this baby “holiday” kinda went unnoticed in the midst of all the travel hoopla. I do however have that same long ass drive alone to devise a master plan to fuck with my loved ones. Fake pregnancy is always a good one! Credible, but not super original. Flaming bag of shit on your doorstep? Too far, too far. Guess I’ll have to go with a classic. Saran Wrap on toilet seat…man I’m disappointed in myself. Having hardcore pranking inclinations as a child, I seem to have lost my touch over the years. Not to worry though. Google will come and save the day, as I’ll most likely plagiarize a devious plan on the interwebs. Or maybe I’ll just convince my buddies to go see Batman v. Superman, and tell them how great it was. That’s ten dollars and two and a half hours they’ll never see again. Are you devoting more brainpower than you’d care to admit on a potential hoax to traumatize your friends and family? If so, please do not hesitate to contact me, I’m taking suggestions.
Christmas colour palette always slayssss
Curtler & Gross sunglasses, Deux Lion choker, Balmain blazer, Elizabeth & James shirt, Topshop jeans, Gucci “Dionysus” bag, and Givenchy shoes.
I know, I’m late, I’m sorry. From Ireland, to LA, to a half marathon in Disneyland, and now having finally arrived to New York for Fashion Week, we’ve been a tad busy/fucking exhausted lately. My most sincerest apologies for the delay, but hopefully you have been keeping up with our daily shenanigans on INSTAGRAM, cus we’ve been up to a lot of cool shit. Anywhoo, as I mentioned I just woke up in New York, super jet lagged, and with a fun little plane cold, so if this post feels a little confused blame the NyQuil. We will be covering a couple shows this week, and I cannot wait to share it all with you guys! This post however is long overdue. Earlier this Summer we had the chance to attend Montreal based brand, Kilani‘s 7 deadly sins collection reveal in Montreal. From crocodile embossed leather, to rich cognac tones, every clutch, purse, and weekend bag was beautifully structured, lush, and kinda to die. I even confessed to the designer that I developed a little crush on his Pride City Bag. I pined myself for more of a Gluttony gal for obvious reasons, but hey, I can work with pride. Here are a couple photos from the event and the #OOTD that came with it. Side note: I slightly ripped these pants on the way to the event and then totally split them on the way home, so this will be their last appearance on the blog. Thankfully I was wearing underpants, and left my cock ring at home, so it was only mildly embarrassing. Sorry Lenny. I will make sure to report back sooner rather then later, pinky promise, and to stay in the loop, be sure to follow our Fashion Week adventures on INSTAGRAM. It’s gonna be good.
Went too hard on that JLo glow
Dior Technologic sunglasses, Givenchy necklace, T by Alexander Wang tank, Zara cargo vest and pants, bracelets byt David Yurman, Cartier, Dodo and Hermes, Apple Watch, Chanel purse, and Giuseppe Zanotti shoes.
Parrot Cay, Turks & Caicos
This month has been absolute chaos…and by chaos I mean like really really busy! Summer vacation is never really a vacation is it? It was the shit in the sixth grade, now even when I think i’m taking time off, life has a funny way of filling up my schedule with grown up problems. Now let’s get back on topic…before I started to complain about how busy I’ve been, I did actually go on vacation. JESUS am I the fussiest individual over the age of 3 or what. These images were captured while on our one year anniversary trip in turks. As you have most probably noticed, this was pretty early on in the trip as I am pale as fuck. This mini #OOTD shoot was a bit of a complete fucking mess. Goldilocks style, I like to call it. First it was too bright, then too humid, and then well…good thing I was wearing a bathing suit.
Ecua-Andino panama hat, Cartier aviators, bracelets and watch, H&M and Givenchy necklaces, Apiece Apart off the shoulder top, Missoni bikini, Nadia Safti shorts, and Chanel bag and sandals.