Thursday, June 30, 2011

new things [to do] in chicago

this list is a prompt from cassandra. these are my hopes for this summer back home. and seasons beyond. not in any order. not comprehensive.

freud/marcuse class
eat at alinea and schwa
watch movies at the music box
go out late-night with eric lab rat
get awkward at ex-bf-affiliated parties
habana libre
p.s. bangkok 2
joy yee's
bitchpork
block parties
be in the dumbest band w/ davitt
learn how to make music with my computer
choreograph
learn to video edit
get thea to curate an installation
propose an ASM class
get dentistry
get dance lessons
get a hairstyle
thrift
drive up to michigan with friends, family
pierogi fest w/ sully
le creperie
floriole
swim cafe
write and draw a lot (w/ friends?)
go to the shedd
hang out at the lake
spend time w/ marcel's parents
music at the gehry bandshell
season tickets to the lyric
volunteer at YCA / green project / anti-cruelty
improve my bike
learn to juggle
jungle gyms
watch sytycd and write to ilana
internship
hang out w/ lou (soup?)
maximize my mini-room
yoga?
terrariums / garfield park conservatory

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

thy name is irresponsibility

by "thy" i mean "my." of course.

tea$$$er

thy name can't be impulse, because i thought about it, calculated, and still made a fairly reckless decision.

duck walk



we are jerks because we didn't bring bread.

then we visited the singing tree.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

cass storm


just before it started to rain, i took cassandra on a walk to the park. the clouds had been gathering, so we ducked back into the house for umbrellas.


cassandra grips the rope. it had been one of my resolutions to climb it.


you wouldn't believe how many compliments she got on her dress.


the rain was so thick and fast. we were thoroughly soaked. i got blisters on my heel where my shoes got wet and rubbed. cassandra's boots needed a day to air.

earlier, ilana took us for my birthday brunch at the st. james cheese company. one on my selection had lavender in it. another was a parmesean. there was one called hooligan, i think. cassandra wrote it all down in her notebook.

joyeux anniversaire

scenes from my last new orleans birthday


Saturday, June 18, 2011

resort '12

if i was buying

acne

bcbg

burberry

chloe

chris benz

givenchy

lanvin

missoni

preen

richard chai love

t by alexander wang

vionnet

vuitton

elements that interest me, to be incorporated into my summer outfits (as i am hard-pressed to find occasion for lace and and tulle during the winter months):

layers
sheer panels
boxer-length shorts
blue, yellow, sea foam, celadon, carmine, gray
volume + slim
sport details
monochrome
matte sequins
white collared shirts
mens shoes

Thursday, June 9, 2011

truckbed, 2007




drew myself prettier than i was, but couldn't do justice to my friend's countenance.
without being too nostalgic, i can recommend riding amongst bales of hay.
we could feel the rain tapping on the blue tarp.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

the same as horses

i just watched Women in Love, the ken russell film adaptation of the d.h. lawrence novel. at the time of its writing, the novel was banned in the UK and highly controversial for it's frank sexuality. the arguments presented by the characters sound awfully similar to ones i have had with friends platonic or romantic, and the visuals are lush. the costumes were especially noteworthy, not for their accuracy to era, but for their stylish anachronism.






































almost from the first scene, i felt compelled to do screen-captures, in order to share with my friend rebecca. over the course of the movie, though, the outfit changes were increasingly inspired. the costume designer was shirley russell, and it's clear that she was influenced by contemporary street designers like biba, missoni, and ossie clark.



(this last still ins't from the movie; it's from google images. perhaps it was promotional. the sets are pretty gorgeous too.)




 "And woman is the same as horses: two wills act in opposition inside her. With one will she wants to subject herself utterly. With the other she wants to bolt, and pitch her rider to perdition."