Monday, September 15, 2008

Saturday in the park...

Actually, it was Saturday at the record show. But I found so many Chicago records, the title just popped into my head. We found so much stuff: I found a super-good Al Stewart record (yay for Year of the Cat) and an incredible record by a French band called Telephone. It's sorta like '70s French Clash.


Shirt ?? I got it at this cool store in LA where they put your purchase in handmade denim bags, badger pin Tatty Devine, belt sample from my old job, skirt from ISO in Hong Kong, shoes Jeffrey Campbell.


Note the assymetrical detailing of the skirt. And the petals!


This is my new badger pin from Tatty, though I do like to think of him as more of a wolverine--Go Michigan!


My Heidi hair. I had a beautiful doll from Germany when I was a child that I named Heidi. In fact, I think I was almost named Heidi... hmmm.

Dancin' in the shadows


The lighting at our place is the pits. I look like a real creep in these shots.

The focal point of this outfit is the beautiful Sonia Rykiel knit skirt. It is so voluminous... made for twirling! Someone told me that I looked very "Dirty Dancing" that night. I'll take it!

Black dress American Apparel (this would be the perfect hooker dress... which is why I wear something over it), skirt Sonia Rykiel, shoes Enzo, badger pin (can't really see it here) Tatty Devine, spikey aluminum bangles from mom.




Stud detail on the skirt.



Wednesday, September 10, 2008

A fabulous coat...

makes all of the difference!


My new favorite leather-trimmed trench from Hayden-Harnett. I am like a sassy Sherlock Holmes!

Trench Hayden-Harnett, linen shirt sample from my old job, skirt Gap, socks (?), sandals Chie Mahara.






Chie Mihara shoes are a steal for the level of comfort and craftsmanship they afford. It is evident that she spent time working in an orthopedic shoe store; even her heels are comfortable. Her shoes are crafted in Spain and are easily recognized by the distinct shape of the heels.

Friday, September 5, 2008

Headed to the opera... the ROCK opera!

This is one of my all-time favorite skirts. I love the ruffled back, trimmed with yellow velvet ribbon. I don't care much for Fornarina anymore--and haven't for a while (Euro-trash, anyone?), but for a shining moment in one girl's post-collegiate life in little ol' St. Louis, Missouri, it was synonymous for being fashion-forward. A few well-chosen pieces (or maybe not so well-chosen, as they were on the SALE rack) at Ziezo, led me to believe in Fornarina. It was my brand. I would check the website on-line, look after the pieces at Saks... though I never bought anything else from them besides this skirt. The skirt still holds after all of these years. The brand? Well, for me, not so much.

Skirt Fornarina, shirt LA Made, Tank Old Navy, necklace Comfort Station, shoes Diesel.



Close-up of the back of the skirt. Love how the velvet ribbons tame the frayed edges. The sumptuousness of the velvet and the raggedness of the skirt have a definite sensuality.


Oh, Diesel, these sandals were good. Other stuff, recently? Again, not so much for me.


My new purchase: a gold cuckoo clock necklace by British designers Comfort Station. I got it at one of my favorite boutiques in SF, Eden & Eden.

Cochino's favorite dress

Either she likes this dress or she's trying to figure out how to get at the owl necklace.
Dress vintage, sweater Ruehl, necklace vintage, shoes Dolce Vita.

This is what happens when tubby Cochino bumps the camera. Not her best angle.



Close up of the owl necklace from Belle Cose in SF. Love the articulated "feathers."

Belle Cose was one of my favorite stores on Polk Street in SF. It was combined with Molte Cose, which had stuff for guys, and both made you feel like you were wandering around that cool old lady at the end of the block's house. There were vintage things cluttered with new, kitchy things (mostly good, though sometimes they were too obviously new and cheesy)--soaps (new!), jewelry (all vintage), napkins, plates, purses, and random housewares in the first room, which was moderated by a grey-haired woman, who was always seated at a desk and who instructed like clockwork in a calming, nurse-like voice upon your reaching a certain point in the store to "go ahead and open the jewelry case if there's something you'd like to see."

(Once she told me how she was angry about a store with a similar aesthetic that opened not too far from Belle Cose that decided to call themselves "Cose Belle." Something about "bad karma" she said. The ersatz store has since closed. The grey-haired lady rules.)

Anyway, from the first room, you wandered to the men's store in the middle room, and then finally to that fancy old neighbor lady's boudoir, where they carried Only Hearts, Eberjey, Jeffrey Campbell and Seychelles shoes, and assorted vintage slips and baubles. Love that you have to walk through the men's store to get to the room of unmentionables. (Well, there are separate entrances on the street to each room, but I think you _should_ have to walk through the men's room to get to the boudoir. It just makes it feel that much more feminine.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Trapped


Chinatown window.

When the shelters are full.

SF



Went to SF over the weekend. It gets harder and harder to come back every time I visit...

Meowcloth?

There is barkcloth, but no meowcloth...

This is a great vintage shirt with a striking print (love the colors, too) on barkcloth. The shoes I got on major sale at Anthropologie... they look very mint julep-y, if you know what I mean.

Shirt vintage, sweater Banana, shorts Ruehl, shoes... I can't remember the designer's name at the present.