I'm sick of everyone talking about the weather. Yes, it's suddenly very cold in New York blah blah blah. Yes, its disappointing that your spring things are going to have to wait at least a week or two, but look at it this way, summers here are hot. Disgusting and hot. Lets not get too enthusiastic and forget the terrible-ness that is summer in New York City.
In other news, now that I have a fringe (ahem, bangs) I feel like I no longer have a need to wear any makeup. This is how my mind works:
"Oh, it covers half my face anyway, people won't notice"
Not sure if the above statement is true or not, but it's so liberating to walk around in just my moisteriser. I feel so naughty.
My friend and I have also been stalking stubhub for Gotye tickets for tonight. Can't believe they're still at $99! sheeesshhh there's still 25 tickets left. Stop being so greedy.
There are so many things that I want from this man! For those who don't know me (which I assume are most of the people who stumble along this brain dump that I call a "blog"), my favorite thing to do right now is make people uncomfortable. Not with my inappropriate sense of humor or my god-given ability to see the negative in everything, but with clothes and accessories that hurt your eyes. It stemmed from neon last year and has evolved into dizzying prints and unflattering silhouettes. Don't worry, I don't dress like this on a daily basis, I save it for special occasions.
Lucky for me, there are plenty of places to find these types of garments, but the crème de la crème for me is this Gary Bigeni suit and shirt set. Gary Bigeni is an Australian designer and if you Google his name, the overbearing consensus is that he is a masterful draper with a strong grasp of how to work with the female form. All this is definitely true, but the pieces that I have gravitated towards stand out because of bold prints, clean silhouettes and simple, classic shapes.
I want the suit so bad it hurts.
Aside from the printed items, the jumpsuit and coat are so perfectly cut. The clean lines are not obstructed by any over-designing (this happens a lot with jumpsuits) and you really get the feel that these are garments designed to be appreciated season after season. I don't even care that it's almost summer in the northern hemisphere. I want these things now.
There have been some really nice days in New York lately. I wish the weather would stay like this always. I feel that mid season weather is probably the only time I am ever appropriately dressed. In winter I'm always too cold (to the extent that I am the I don't even try and keep warm anymore) and in summer...well, no one is actually that comfortable in summer are they? Unless of course you spend the whole season at the beach.
This weekend was very lazy, and I feel like thats making my Monday feel very lazy too. I spent the first half of Sunday finishing the book On Love by Alain de Botton. I'm still not quite sure how I feel about it. I'm not ever one to choose a sappy love story, but this one intrigued me because the love story was approached with an analytical eye...until the end. The last few chapers seemed to recline right into the genre of 'die-for-you' type of love story. I did not like this.
I enjoyed de Botton's style of writing but I did not feel a single thing for any of the characters. I thought the story was well presented and surprisingly, it provoked only a little eye-rolling on my behalf. I would recommend it (to the right person) and I think I might like to read it again.
I don't like to post things without images, so I will cave and put up some photographs my friend took of me at Bryant Park. I have long association with sandronyc.com, long before they were intiated onto the world wide web, so I decided to wear a pair of gifted Sandro Studio Palazzo Pants (available here) along with my The Row tshirt and Want Les Essentiels bag for lunch in the park.
I finally took the plunge last night and decided it was time to get a new haircut. I had been thinking about getting a fringe for a while and the main thing that was holding me back was worrying about looking like a preteen Japanese school girl. This aesthetic works well for many, many girls, but I'm just not that enthusiastic about looking like a child, I think I'm too sarcastic and negative.
One thing I hate about going to the hairdressers is that they always make me feel ashamed at how little effort I actually put into my hair. I find myself lying about the most ridiculous things because I am embarrassed about the amount of time and dedication I put into what is essentially a permanent hat. The worst part is, even though I stretched the truth (I told her the last haircut I got was 8 months ago - in reality it was more like a year ago) she was still horrified at the time I let lapse between hair appointments.
I am not a loyal customer. I have never found a hairdresser that I feel comfortable talking to, and I have never found that that is comfortable not conversing with me. Am I the only one who feels it is no necessary to have a forced conversation with someone who is essentially a random person that just so happens to be touching my hair? It’s weird enough that they're touching me, let alone having to find mundane things to talk about. I'm more than happy to sit silently and enjoy the sounds of the salon.
I won't post a photograph (I'm not ready for that yet) but I will post a rather childish image that I conjured up on Photoshop which is deceptively simple looking (it took me maybe 45 minutes to make).