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Ovate "Valhalla" hoodie (thanks Jeni for the tip!), Kaarme Play 2 Die sleeveless tee, Bona Drag lace bellbottoms, JC "Lana" platform boots (again, sorry -- they're super comfy) , vintage Balenciaga shades, vintage bag courtesy of Factory Handbook
"chuck" muskrat skull anti-rosary, "stolas" mink bone necklace, and "naughty samantha" cross vial earring (it's empty, chill) all courtesy of Iconoclast, cabochon cocktail ring courtesy of Hard Candy Gems, vintage poison ring, sterling lightning bolt cocktail ring & human tooth ring courtesy of L.S.D., Margiela powder-coated brass bangle & matching ring, Monserat de Lucca measuring tape bangle.
Look ma: two posts in a row, two consecutive days! This is mostly thanks to a few mega-talented jewelry artists who have sent me treasures as of late -- Iconoclast Creations being one of them. Expect wayyy more of Iconoclast on here ... I'll definitely be bringing all of these beaties to L.A. with me on Friday. Speaking of which, I'll say once again: if you see me there -- blogger buddies, readers, whatever -- please come up and say hi! I may look nuts but I'm actually a pretty nice chick.
The next time you hear from me I'll be in sunny California, supporting Bobby & the good people from 9.14 Pictures & IFC/Sundance Selects. Adios! &hearts
Bebe quilted faux fur trim coat, Analog flannel shirt, Ivan Grundahl belt, Jeffrey Campbell "Tardy" boots, Givenchy bag, DIY cutoffs, cheap mirror lens aviators; Gareth Pugh scythe ring, Margiela powder-coated brass cuff & ring, "the prophet" owl claw pendant courtesy of Blood Milk, family portrait necklace and tooth/hair earring courtesy of L.S.D.
I know it's been a hot minute. All work and no play is making Jack a dull boy. However, I have been receiving a bunch of killer winter apparel lately (and designing a bunch of it), so expect a kick in the ass in posting frequency. This was my Thanksgiving get-up. The JC boots just arrived several days ago. I owned the real-deal Chloe version a couple years ago in red with the higher shaft, but I always wanted the shorter version in a different color (that elusive dark green was my number one choice, but those are hard as shit to come by). I sold my Chloes about a year ago (whoever you are, I hope you're enjoying them), and then I saw JC had designed a very decent-looking knockoff in a cornucopia of different colors. I was in the market for a pair of white Doc Martens with black soles, but for some reason the majority of flats -- with a few exceptions -- have been killing my feet lately. I think I'm so used to wearing heels with massive platforms that most flats now feel awkward. So, when I saw the Tardys in white on Solestruck, I decided to invite a pair to join my humble little shoe family. Honestly, there are very few differences between these and the Chloe version ... one that comes to mind is that the soles on the Campbells are made of a harder rubber than the Chloes. Other than that, they're equally as comfortable and the leather is nice and supple. After much hard wearing on a long U.S. tour with my husband's band, the right sole on my red Chloes started to come unglued from the bottom of the shoe -- I'll have to workhorse the JCs, and then I can assess which have better craftsmanship. But honestly, unless you're hung up on labels, the Tardy is a totally suitable knockoff. I feel like JC knockoffs are black or white: really bad, or really good. These fall into the latter category. If you're thinking about grabbing a pair, they're true to size ... I can't find them on Solestruck right now, but I can't imagine they're sold out. If you're between sizes, they can use a gel insole anyway, so round it off by sizing 1/2 up.
This coat is about ten years old and I still love it. I wore it all throughout high school and everyone thought it was hot shit, because it is. I just found out through Bleach Black that Gareth Pugh made the scythe ring again this year, but the new version has a very pretty gold-ish finish as opposed to the gunmetal on mine. However, it is the same exact ring, down to the little leather handle detail and everything. If they're not gone already, I recommend picking one up as a badass stocking stuffer ... it's a great piece through and through. Mine always finds itself paired with my gorgeous Blood Milk claw pendant and/or one of my many oxidized L.S.D. necklaces; both designers offer a medley of amazing potential x-mas gifts for a chick with slightly unorthodox taste in accessories (hint-hint, gentlemen).
My Givenchy Pandora bag is nearly a year old and gets better with age. This blog is nearly two years old and probably gets crappier with age, but I still enjoy doing my thing. My marriage reached its two-year milestone yesterday, on the 25th. Our son has a cold (his first), so Bobby & I just stayed home, talked, watched movies, and ate leftovers in bed. That is also what we did the day we got married (sans the Thanksgiving leftovers). I will be sappy here and let you readers know that I fall in love again every day. I fall in love every hour, every waking moment. Every time I draw a breath, I love Bobby more when I exhale. One of the only things I know is true in this life is that I will feel that way when I exhale for the last time. Wherever my soul goes, my love for Bobby will be there with it, transcending space and time. I hope all of you who are married feel the same, because there is only one person for whom your heart beats. At least, mine does.
Kaarme KAAOS 2.0 tank top, DIY vest & cutoffs, Margiela bag, vintage David Ackerman boots, custom Ray-Ban aviators, Black Plague necklace, tethered claw earring, Victorious Vertebra ring, and Feeling a Little Unbalanced tooth ring all courtesy of L.S.D..
It's been way, waaay too long -- forgive me. I've made a little promise to myself (and a Japanese fashion magazine) that I will NOT forget my camera when I walk out the door every day, so look forward (or dread, whatever) to a little kick in this blog's ass in terms of posting frequency.
I don't like hallucinating; I'm one of those people who would get stuck in the "I'm Never Coming Back" zone, bug out, and just tremble in a corner whilst sucking my thumb. However, I do love me some L.S.D.. Little Sister Designs are so versatile and easy to wear, but also have that element of macabre quirkiness that is difficult to achieve. I think I've said this before, but I'm going to say it again anyway: L.S.D. always make people do a double-take, and it's super fun. It's kind of like the same sensation I had as a kid when I would walk into school with a mouse or a newt in my pocket ... Ms. Burkhart's pieces make the wearer feel like they own this little special secret. At this moment I feel far from eloquent, so I'll STFU and let the pictures do the talking. This necklace is my new appendage -- it is beautifully crafted and makes a statement without MAKING A FUCKING STATEMENT. Obviously I have no problem with the latter, but it is nice to own a piece that falls into my "understated" category.
The vertebrae ring (a matching necklace is also available) has also been a staple for me lately. Sterling blackener is meticulously applied in such a way that the tiny bone has sort of a lovely gemstone-ish affect. The bright silver parts of the piece have an unexpected matte finish which is my personal favorite element of the design. The ease of mix-and-matching is a quality that literally all of my L.S.D. pieces possess; they're just really complimentary paired with everything from highly polished sterling or white gold, to powder-coated brass and tarnished sterling.
I don't know if I ever explained the reason behind my obsession with teeth on this blog. In a nutshell, I suffered a blunt force trauma injury as a kid that knocked out my two front teeth, the bone surrounding them, and the gum line. Nearly ten years of oral surgery and a partial denture later, I ended up with titanium implants (aka fake teeth you can't take out). But I'll never forget the image of my two front teeth laying in a pool of blood, on the cement dock of a whale-watching boat. It was night time, and, as Hannibal Lecter says, blood in the moonlight "... appears quite black." My teeth had been knocked out whole and I was surprised by their largeness and all of their little parts that I never knew existed in my ten-year-old mouth. In the shock of the impact, before my father scooped them up and put them in the breast pocket of his shirt, there was a nanosecond in which the teeth looked almost beautiful as they gleamed in the black pool, and I was numb. Thus my preoccupation with teeth -- human teeth, to reaffirm my freakishness. Surprise though, this super weird story is actually relevant: many of L.S.D. utilize sterilized human teeth, and those pieces IMHO are very special. It's like owning a vintage piece of costume jewelry and imagining the old biddy who wore it on her wrinkled hand as she drank dry martinis, but just a *bit* more primitive. Every tooth is completely different. Some have fillings. Some are pristine. I don't know how Ms. Burkhart obtains the teeth for her designs, but they are all pretty ingenious. I'll stop my rambling with this:
For a limited time, Lotte Burkhart is offering a generous 25% discount on all of the pieces offered in the L.S.D. webshop. Just use the code blogger25 and do like a bull in a china shop with that shit.
The fine folks over here at Käärme have re-stocked the previously sold out KAAOS shirt, and it has undergone a makeover. KAAOS 2.0 (limited to only 20 pieces) has the sleeves chopped off and has been tie-dyed with black, which gives it a nice "dirty" orange hue. I thought the teal Margiela bag was totally appropriate with the shirt, as it is color-treated in the same fashion. Anyway, KAAOS 2.0 will be available in the Käärme shop soon, but in the meantime if you are in critical need, you can purchase one by shooting us an email at kaarme.concepts@gmail.com.
Ahh, my David Ackerman boots ... by far the finest ebay purchase I have ever made, next to my Phi lace-ups. On the subject of shoes, I have an exciting new member of the family to share. But that is for the next post. This one took me an exhaustingly, embarrassingly long time to assemble, for some reason. I am pretty rusty. Thanks for sticking around! &hearts
