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Phanatic Drag

2010-04-18T08:26:00.000-07:00

This excites me to no end.

Get A Grip!

2010-04-18T07:37:00.000-07:00

Now, I'm not setting myself apart from the female race all together- but women [girls?] these days have a strange fixation on weather or not someone is interested in their lives. Social networking has blown our heads completely out of proportion. However subliminally, we are beginning to question our relevance in the world based on how many friends we have on Facebook. There is a type of obscurity that can only come after the world has been over-saturated with your douchebaggery. Think: The Corey's from the 80's. You couldn't go anywhere without hearing about their shit show, now one of them is dead, and the other is a total laughing stock. A few years ago when Lindsay Lohan was was asked if she wished she could just lead a "normal" life. Her response was shocking. She explained that the constant berating of photographers and tabloid reporters was her own personal proof that she still exists. Deep.

If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound?

Here's my take. Take it or leave it.

I've found that the girls who publicly claim that someone is "stalking" them [weather it be via Internet or actual real life activity] are typically social climbers. In some cases, serial daters, groupies [I don't just mean bands, I mean social cliques too], and sport fuckers [the type that have sex with guys just to say they had sex with said bass player from popular band]. I think they're lost souls seeking social identity because they have no personal identity or in some cases dislike quite a bit about themselves. But then again, I'd hate myself too if I was desperately seeking acceptance from others. Typically, when the tables are turned- said social climber doesn't have much to say in defense. The last thing she wanted was actual confrontation- so she works passive aggressively. Only making claims among like minded friends and fort knox-esque privacy settings.

Girls, lets be real here. Nobody is stalking you. It's all in your head, because that's where some of you are living- completely in your own head, thinking very little of the possibility that there is life outside of your orbit. There is life beyond Facebook, and twitter, and tour busses, and the DJ booth. Human kind has been progressing steadily for billions of years before you arrived- what makes you think that it stopped to look when you came along?

Intervention

2010-04-04T07:30:00.000-07:00

The first word I learned how to spell was Candy. C-A-N-D-Y. Ask anyone. The reason for this was because my caretakers were forced to spell the word instead of saying it in my presence. As a result, I started repeating it, and upon putting 2 and 2 together, I realized relatively soon what those five letters meant.

Don't get it wrong, I wasn't spoiled, I said please and thank you- I asked nicely- Always. Otherwise I wouldn't get it. But the rate at which I was asking for it was enough to be concerned. My family calls me Bean. I was a tiny little thing when I was little- Maureen the Jelly Bean. It's since been shortened and stuck, my constantly having a hand full of the sweets who's likeness i was named after might have been unrelated.

Now I'm 24, taking in upwards of three Diet Cokes a day, and always prepared with a treat within reach. My younger relatives fight over seating arrangements because of this. "I call a seat next to Maureen! She's got sweets in her bag!" I can't help myself in the check out at CVS. Dollar Store Candy comes in larger packages for a fraction of the price- I buy ten at a time "Just in case". I haven't yet identified the hypothetical situation in which a mouth full of peanut butter cups would save the day- none the less, I refuse to be unprepared.

The Easter Bunny has forgotten me for the 2nd year in a row. I know, I can't expect much since I haven't lived at home for some time- not to mention I'm building a home with boyfriend [That's big girl stuff]. But a chocolate bunny or a bag of jelly bellys would be nice. I think Dad-- I mean, the bunny-- is trying to tell me something. I've had two root canals and currently have no dental insurance, it might be in my best interest to lay off, but I haven't yet admitted that it's an issue. Not everything that's fun is healthy, but what's the harm in a few cavities? You only live once, and if my simple joys entail Twizzlers and Peeps then Carpe Diem, right? It could be worse.

An Ode to Ears.

2010-04-04T06:27:00.000-07:00

Happy Easter everyone. I figured since today is the day to celebrate all things hippity hoppity I would compile a series of images proving the popularity of animal ears. Maison Michael and Marc Jacobs threw a few down the runways. Gaga wore them, MK +A wore them, so did SJP- given the right situation they're a perfect addition. They're not just for costume parties and playmates anymore. Next animal accessory I want to see? Tails. In Japanese street wear it's been popular to wear bushy fox tails attached to your belt or purse. I think I can make this work.

Surrendering to Function

2010-03-30T15:40:00.000-07:00

At what point do women surrender all elements of style and switch to pure function? Has the trek to and from work begun to rival that of an expansive, arduous journey? Really girls- What is this, the Oregon trail? The commute from center city to its outlying counties does not merit running sneakers. If you MUST retire your easy spirit career collection pumps for the 45 minute train ride, at the very least let them be remotely relevant to your outfit. A pair of flats in your bag would due.

Also, while I have the mic...

I've seen the photos of the hoards of young women wearing sweatpants and Ugg boots for their annual pilgrimage though the underbelly of Delaware County's drinking subculture. I'm talking about Erin Express, and I have to question the necessity. I accept that it's a daytime event- which always calls for slightly casual attire, but is a proper pair of pants really cockblocking your drinking game? Are you so concerned with vomiting in public comfortably that you've resorted to wearing pajamas? It's bad enough that your riding in a school bus. I've had my share of drunken nights. Shit, I've braved 100 degree days on Citizen's Bank asphalt, and 10 below nights marching down 2nd Street all the while managing to get inebriated, and stay comfortable while wearing socially acceptable attire. Seriously girls, the right pair of jeans can make your ass look phenom' and god forbid you end up somewhere out of Delaware County, you wont be that girl wearing sweatpants.

I'm not a snob, I'm a woman that abhors the complete disintegration of the modern woman's sense of urgency to look complete when stepping out. I believe that you never get a second chance to make a first impression.

This is my plea, replace your running shoes with flats and slip them on under your desk after you clock out, this way if you're too uncomfortable to wear your heels to happy hour you wont look like a half-assed marathon runner when you finally chat up that guy in accounting with the nice ass. Reserve your sweatpants for the gym, Saturday mornings on the couch, and quick runs to the store. Make the switch and I promise that you'll either thank me or admit that I was right in my judgement.

D Squared Fall 2010

2010-03-28T19:34:00.000-07:00

It was really hard to pick only a handfull of looks from the DSquared Fall 2010 show because I would probably wear all of it. The long red nails, the perfectly tailored leather, the cat eye, the skeleton shoes! The entire thing is to die for. I want all of it. THOSE SUNGLASSES. Hello?!

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2010-03-28T19:18:00.000-07:00

I slept from 1pm to 5pm today. I will never go to sleep tonight. I do this a lot, and then I complain about my sleep patterns. I realize this is all my fault but there are few things I can think of that are more tempting than my bed. I love my bed. And besides the fact that I can't seem to stay away from it, I have the issue of falling asleep when my body reaches even so much as a semi-horizontal position. Reclining on the couch? Hello snooze town. I can't read a book in bed because it is 100% guaranteed that I will doze off after a few paragraphs. Forget talking on the phone with my head on a pillow- whoever is on the other end will eventually end up talking to themselves. Narcoleptic much? Or am I just a normal 24 year old? I don't exercise, I don't wake up early and eat healthy. I take naps instead.

Made You Look.

2010-03-28T18:18:00.000-07:00

Redheads get a weird rap. I think the world is torn between masses of adoring fans not all dissimilar to a cult following, and then there's, well....the rest. By 'the rest' I'm referring to the anti-ginger. Ginger being the term they so lovingly appointed us.

Yes, I said us. I'm a natural red head. Though it has adopted a darker hue with time I have never enhanced the shade of my mane, mostly because I cherish it. We are anomalous, unique and increasingly rare creatures. Amongst 15 grandchildren that spawned from red heads in my family, only 3 of us have red hair- it's been discovered that we are becoming extinct in today's gene pool. My father's father, all of his sisters, and my great grandmother were all fair skinned freckled rosebuds. My mom and all of her sisters- redheads. I was destined to be fiery, but my children will be a different story. Though it was difficult for me to embrace it as a young wan, I have since grown to be proud of my strawberry top.

What is it that has put the idea into other's minds that we are tumultuous and unpredictable? Most of us have peaches and cream skin [science has proven that we aren't likely to deal with acne] light eyes and youthful freckles- this to me does not project the idea of danger. Intrigue possibly, but not fear. I wont vouch for my kind and say that this is all together untrue. Though we have the innate ability to fill you up with unparalleled, affection and love- we also have the switch that flips rather notoriously. I have seen them change course in the blink of an eye- and believe me, Hell hath no fury like an angry redhead.

Humans are strange in that they can be attracted to what they are wary of. Since the beginning of time men have either been worshiping, or avoiding redheads like the plague. Whatever your opinion may be- it is undeniable that we made you look.

The Doggie Gaga Project.

2010-03-23T17:30:00.000-07:00

There is simply no way in the world that Jesse Freidin completed this task without bursting into bouts of hysterical, uncontrollable laughter. I couldn't even look at the pictures, much less watch the dogs pose wearing those torturous ensembles in person. Thank You Jesse Freidin, you made me giggle. If you are in need of any more goofy looking dogs to don Haus of Pooch in your personal Polaroid memorial, please feel free to contact me.

I know a guy who's looking to build his portfolio.

Boogie

2010-03-13T14:43:00.000-08:00

I discovered photographer Boogie when I started watching the HBO series "How To Make It In America", he's the on-set photographer for the show and I think he's kind of perfect for the job. His photos not only grace the intro of the show every week, but also enhance the story line of every episode, adding a sometimes hilarious element to the shows already amusing story line.

Born Vladimir Milivojevich in Belgrade Serbia, Milivojevich experienced a normal childhood until the 90's when the then capital of Yugoslavia fell to poverty, violence, and crime. His father who was an amateur photographer and painter introduced Boogie to the lens. After years of nurturing a skill that he claims preserved a great deal of his sanity, he moved to NYC in 1998 and has been shooting the streets ever since. After receiving criticism for being somewhat unsellable because of his harder, sometimes disturbing subject matter, he made an attempt to shoot more aesthetically pleasing [and boring if you ask him] subjects. As most of us have, he ultimately realized his forte is following his heart with the pulse and spirit of the street. Boogie has shot in the gang ridden projects of Brooklyn & Queens, Brazilian favelas, conflict stricken Istanbul and every other politically and socially unrested environment you can think of. He possesses an unmistakable capacity to capture people in their purest form- which I can only imagine is a skill acquired with time and experience.

Boogie published a number of books: "Belgrade Belongs To Me", "It's All Good", "Boogie", "Sao Paulo" & "Istambul"...

Alexander McQueen RTW Fall 2010

2010-03-13T13:40:00.000-08:00

"With a haunting soundtrack of operatic music, the presentation was solemn, funereal and even a little spooky — and the references to angels, broken skulls and religious themes eerily prescient. Tears were welling in the eyes of some spectators as the finale dress entered: a grand coat of gold feathers that ended in a froth of embroidered tulle..."

-Women's Wear Daily

Photo: Julia Chesky

On Demand: Blood Sweat & TShirts.

2010-03-13T12:44:00.000-08:00

So, Planet Green is one of my favorite channels- if you haven't checked it out yet- you probably should. Currently they are offering a series On Demand called Blood Sweat & Tshirts that originally aired on BBC in 2008. The series involves six young people who harbor qualities like:

1] I wear something once and throw it away.

2] Mom & Dad buy me everything so I value very little of my purchases.

3] I'm a fashion student with tunnel vision who thinks that clothes appear out of thin air.

4] All of the above.

BBC took them out of their comfort zone and planted them in factories that produce cheap clothing for retailers all over the world. They begin in the most humane and legal factories in india, and experience the process of the garment business ending up in fields picking cotton, and sleeping on the floor underneath the very sewing machines they slaved on for 19 straight hours. They are forced to abandon all of their comforts including spending money- they are paid the average wage of a factory worker, and are in turn forced to live off said wage. Their reactions, and total inabilities to cope are incredible. It's an eye opener.

Remember what I said about buying local? Are you doing that yet? Watch Blood Sweat & Tshirts-- you'll see what I mean.

HAVE S'MORE!

2010-03-13T12:32:00.000-08:00

So my long time bestie boy Chris got a gig at The Khyber every first Thursday of the month. He's been making us dance since we were we little baybays so it's only natural that he's stepping behind the one's and two's to make the masses move their bootays. Have you ever been upstairs at The Khyber? It's like partying in someone's attic- the bathrooms are horrifying, there's christmas lights haphazardly strewn about- and the bartenders only smile when they absolutely have to, REALLY GUYS-- it's amazing. It's even amazinger now that I have an absolute no excuses excuse to drink frightening amounts of cheap beer on a weeknight. Join me, and like--- 800 of my closest friends. If you missed it last month, you should seriously consider re-thinking your life. If you're planning on coming this month, you should seriously consider taking off work the next day.

New Favorites

2010-03-08T10:31:00.001-08:00

I picked up my Vans Sophies at Ubiq this week and I've been wearing them with absolutely everything. They're perfect in that they're comfortable, adorable, and they didn't break the bank at $55. Vans released the Sophie in a number of different materials and colorways. When I sent my mom a picture of my find she laughed and said "I wore saddle shoes with jeans in the 70's, things are really coming full circle."

In her image and likeness...

2010-02-25T18:07:00.000-08:00

Tonight I'm drinking Royal Bitch Chardonnay. Though I'm not typically inclined to drink white wine, I picked this one because of it's name. There was a Merlot on hand but my male counterpart had already picked his choice for the evening, which was a red- And since we ate dinner at my restaurant choice I decided to give him his way. The Royal Bitch Chardonnay is fruity, and a teeny bit tart so if your into a more robust flavor, steer away. Royal Bitch offers a number of different wines, I plan on trying E A C H A N D E V E R Y O N E. :]

The Bitch doesn't have a website to link to just yet but if you google you can find a number of reviews. I found her highness at my local liquor store, so odds are you should be able to get your hands on a bottle just about anywhere. Cheers!

New Read: Kelly Cutrone's "If You Have To Cry, Go Outside."

2010-02-20T13:36:00.000-08:00

I had a moment the other morning as I stood at the hostess station at my work, wrapping up a phone call with another demanding stranger. I looked up to see two gentlemen in suits requesting to see the manager, they relayed that they were from ESPN and they had a scheduled meeting with him. As I reach down to pick up the phone and call him, I realize that I know the younger of the two men. He went to one of the Prep Schools not too far away and I may or may not have blown off his advances as a cocky, slightly drunk teenager. He's standing there giving me that obligatory kind of smile that a guy in a suit has to give a girl in an apron. The only words that echoed through my brain in repeat were "I don't have a five year plan. I don't have a five year plan. I don't have a five year plan. I will be a waitress forever because I don't have a five year plan."

I had seen a clip of Kelly Cutrone talking about her crying policy online. I've always taken her words into serious consideration being that she's a head bitch in charge who's been through some shit. More or less, I look up to her. Kelly sets the bar for the "fashion bitches" as she so fondly refers to us. When I remembered that she had just released a book titled "If You Have To Cry, Go Outside- And Other Things Your Mother Never Told You" I decided that the time had come for me to read it. I need a little inspiration, a literary kick in the ass, a check list/guideline for my trip from the bottom up. If You Have To Cry provided me with all of this, as well as character identification. Cutrone and I have more in common than our affection for Comme des Garçons. Our upbringing was similar, our spiritual beliefs are basically one in the same, and our beliefs about women were all on the same page. She talks about technical things you probably wouldn't think of on your trek to the top. For example: Do not apply for jobs in the fashion industry in May, as it's the slowest time of the year- she insists that January and August are best. She says that you should always know your role in your pack- if you are an assistant, you are there to assist. If you are a director, you better direct. This segues into delivering the amount of work a man can do if you wish to be treated equally. [I'm a firm believer in this- I may be 90lbs and wearing 4 inch heels but if you ask me to unload 40 fed ex boxes, and carry over stuffed garment bags three blocks on uneven sidewalks I'm going to do it and I'm never going to tell you I can't handle it. I'm small in stature, NOT handicapped. If I insist that I can make as much money and be as successful as the next male CEO, I'm going to meet the physical demands of the job]

Kelly tells wildly entertaining stories about her various bi coastal endeavors, expresses her deep adoration for her daughter, and insists that though she may come off like a hideous wintour-esque tyrant, she still has feelings and is very much human despite the media picture being painted of her.

I underlined paragraphs, and folded down pages. I will refer back to each chapter upon questioning my will, and my ability to do an AMAZING job at whatever it is I am expected to do. Girls, if you want a little motivation, if you need another member of your tribal council this is a book you should pick up.

I like my outfit today 2

2010-02-16T08:02:00.000-08:00

I liked my outfit last night.

Jacket and belt by H&M, Harem Romper by Kimichi Blue, Shoes & Bag were both random finds. The shoes don't even have a label inside them. I think they were $20.

How does one walk in nosebleed worthy heels in such trecherous conditions you ask?

Very carefully, and without letting on that there's any challenge in it what so ever.

Slán Abhaile Mr.McQueen...

2010-02-11T13:39:00.000-08:00

Lee Alexander McQueen taught me to embrace a side of myself I had otherwise been instructed to suppress as a proper young woman. I have learned to embrace what I think is beautiful despite what others may think. He has taught me to be myself, to create from the very depths of my soul, and most importantly to be unafraid. I have used him as a reference, a muse, and a motivation in every medium I've worked with. Every artist has their influences. McQueen was THE influence for me. I'm truly devastated. There was so much beauty left to be had in the world. He'll be missed, this much is true.

Snowtorious BIG.

2010-02-10T09:48:00.000-08:00

As you probably already know [and are sick of hearing about], the skies opened up last Friday, dumping an absurd amount of white stuff on the city. I have spent the vast majority of my time since then sitting on my ass watching TV, eating, drinking, or sleeping. My house is stocked with junk food and alcohol. The only time I am being motivated to venture out is if there is more alcohol or junk food at said destination. I went to work twice since the storm set in and being that we were dead, I snuck back to the kitchen to nosh every chance I had.

This is not a good look for me.

Polaroids + Photobooths

2010-02-08T16:09:00.001-08:00

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2010-02-08T15:24:00.000-08:00

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Dudes like presents too.

2010-02-08T11:38:00.000-08:00

I was having the Valentines Day discussion with some girls at work the other day, and felt disappointed when they questioned my motives for getting my mans something for this hyped up holiday. Why wouldn't I get my squeeze a little something? He's gonna feel the pressure to make it a special day for me- and he deserves a nod. Most girls think the nookie is enough. I beg to differ- mainly because you should be doing it like bunnies on the regular. I'm not saying that you should go right ahead and rent a plane to have your names written over the skyline- my experience has taught me that he could care less. And, Explain to me again why you're compiling every single movie ticket and beach tag in a scrapbook- because I'm pretty sure he's not going to page through it nostalgically again and again [like you]. Keep it simple girls. Think: What does he love? Here's a few easy examples for the 20's set.

1. Beer bouquet. The Philadelphia Area offers a smorgasbord of micro brews, and places to attain them. Buy a case of his favorite from the local distributor. Enjoy one togeths after whatever it is you have planned for the evening. Also, let me school you on the Growler, it's a half gallon of sweet sweet nectar, you purchase one, and he can refill it at his own digression. Hit up Dock Street Pub in West Philly. [Fact: Growlers are economical, and green. It's a gift that keeps giving.] Some companies offer cases with a few of each of the brews they have to offer. Spots like The Foodery will let you hand pick your own six pack. Select a few new ones you think he'll like- He'll appreciate the effort, and thank you later for introducing him to his new fave.

2. Food! The love advice Goddesses were not lying when they said the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Think comfort foods. What's the one meal he could eat all day? Some guys can eat cereal until they damn near turn into a chocolate coco puff. Some guys love a good burger. Some guys appreciate a Thanksgiving dinner style spread. Do your thing. Cook at home, pick it up pre-made at the store, or have it delivered and on the table before he gets home from work. He's not going to comment on where it came from if it tastes good and he can take a nap afterwards.

Now, this may not apply to all the guys out there. Not all are art lovers. But mine is. My art school drop out status keeps me in the loop with a number of talented boys and girls. Some have hit the gallery circuit, some create just to keep busy. Most are broke though. Throw a friend a couple bucks to make him a custom piece, OR if you have skills, make one yourself. Keep the cheese factor under control. He might even hang it in his man cave for his dudes to oogle.

Fresh new gear. A new pair of kicks can be like the male equivalent of a diamond tennis bracelet. Check out Orange Line for some above average finds. Before you go out you can make his wardrobe decision process a little easier with a fitted shirt from Commonwealth Proper. Sugarcube® on N. 3rd offers so many mantastic pieces, I doubt you'll walk out of there without something totally perf.

Take it or leave it girls. I wish you all the rose petals and chocolate bon-bons the world has to offer.

Elaine Ho's Roadkill.

2010-02-08T11:12:00.000-08:00

I troll etsy so hard. I get a little high from attaining something unique- and as I've made fairly evident through this blog, I love sharing my findings. This morning I discovered Elaine Ho's etsy shop via FFFFound. Elaine creates beautiful bold necklaces, bracelets, earrings and rings. You could almost call them conversation pieces- I mean, If I met someone wearing a giant octopus tentacle around their neck, I would immediately inquire. Here's a few of my favorites.

Boxing Gloves!

Carol & Max

Large Antlers with Chains

Crossed Logs

Large Tentacles

Q&A

2010-02-04T14:56:00.001-08:00

I got talked into answering questions on Formspring.

Join if you wish.

Be nice.

Terrariums!

2010-01-30T15:40:00.000-08:00

I've recently become completely obsessed with terrariums. They've been explained as fairly easy to make, so I started to collect glass containers that I either found, or bought on the cheap [Most are from the dollar tree near my house]. After breakfast at Honey's Sit & Eat, I decided to stop in to City Planter for a little consultation. By chance they were having a huge sale- I bought two little plants, and some moss. The owner gifted me a little baggie of soil- so I spent a total of $14. I didn't think it was possible, but I made a total of four terrariums out of these tiny little plants. You can't see that well in these photos, but the pebbles on the bottom are blue- the combination of the bright green moss, and the pink fern- it adds a whole lot of color to a table top or window sill. Here's the result!

PS: The magazine pictured above is Grid. It's all about living sustainably in the city of brotherly love. It's available for free all over the city.

Another Beautiful Brazillian.

2010-01-28T19:30:00.000-08:00

Izabel Goulart for Contributor Magazine. It was the boots that got me.

They're Doc Marten's BT-DUBS.

Natalia Brilli

2010-01-28T18:16:00.000-08:00

I think Natalia Brilli & I were twinsies seperated at birth. Except she was born a number of years before me, a world apart, and with a talent and drive much more intense than mine. She, like me gains inspiration from a mix of all things Victorian and horrific. [I'm inspired by a great deal of things- these are merely favorites.] She's designed both sets and costumes- as well as jewelry- Seriously, I think if she and I sat down for some afternoon tea, the conversation would run well into the evening. Her pallot is monochromatic, but manages to be textural and appear weightless all at the same time.

I know the skull bag is SO last season, but I still want it REAL BAD LIKE.

F21 Shoes.

2010-01-28T17:24:00.000-08:00

I generally steer away from the shoe selection at Forever 21 because the quality isn't all that awesome, which is usually means discomfort- AND that they could potentially look like garbage after three wears. BUT These are so cute.

Who has bought shoes from F21? How long before they looked like you got them second hand? Were your little toes killing you just minutes after sparking the shorty fire on the dancefloor? Or none of the above? Let's talk shoes.

Shades

2010-01-28T16:07:00.000-08:00

My ideal wayfarer by Grey Ant Status. You like?

Cruise Collection 2010

2010-01-28T14:56:00.000-08:00

I'm really attracted to everything about the 2010 Chanel Cruise Collection. Dark but ladylike, smoldering eyes, pale skin and pin curls. A black beige, white red pallot [Story of my life]. The runway photos gave me a girly boner. I've viewed it several times since discovering it, and have continued to find more and more things I adore about it. As if it could get any better- the ad campaign leaked, and I got doubly hard.

It features Karen Elson, and Uncle Karl's latest man candy Baptiste Giabiconi. You wont find Elson in the runway photos, but Giabiconi is the first look in the series. Clearly, Lagerfeld plays faves [Cool in my book].

ANYWAY...

I'm in love. Really really in love.

Holy Hellz!

2010-01-28T14:21:00.000-08:00

As you can see from the ads on the right, I rep Hellz as hard as I can. Their most recent project is a collaboration with Vans that has tongues hanging and tails wagging all over the globe. Luckily, they're available right here in Philly at Ubiq. If you're not in the area, you can cop your pair from the always stocked, always reliable Karmaloop.

Fashion's notable bloggers are chattering about how this drop is MAJOR, and I'm happy to join the ranks- this is a step in a direction uncharted by Hellz before. As an admirer of the brand [and a footwear feign] - I think I can confidently say that whatever comes after this is going to be bigger, refreshingly unique, and one hellz of a revolution.

No pressure though Miss Lawn! Do your thing girl. It's never failed you before.

On a more serious note..

2010-01-18T15:26:00.000-08:00

Click on the links below to find out ways to donate. Some make it as easy as texting.

It'll take 30 seconds.

OH . MY . GOD .

2010-01-15T21:10:00.000-08:00

Her parents are probably crying themselves to sleep. Every night. For the rest of their lives.

I like my outfit today.

2010-01-14T08:28:00.001-08:00

Jeans, Leopard coat, & Marching band vest all from H&M, Sheer button down by Hellz Bellz, Boots from Faryl Robin, Heart shaped quilted cross body bag was a random find on Chestnut Street, Shades are 80's Purple.

I'm miserable because there's a car coming down the street and my awesome photographer/boyfriend was taking a little longer than he should have. Smiles next time.

2010-01-13T09:30:00.000-08:00

1. My auntie bought me this at a kiosk in Grand Central Station. It's made by a Brooklyn based company called Engage Green. They make all kinds of goods out of organic and recycled materials. This particular one is made of recycled paper woven with organic cotton fibers that make it durable, and fairly easy to wash. This is my travel makeup bag, it's the perfect size because it keeps me from bringing TOO much makeup.

2. I walked into Lush when my skin was in crisis mode and I found exactly what I needed to keep my face in check. This is part one of a three part system that the associate tailored to me. We chatted about my particular issues, and she made suggestions. This is my face wash "Angels on Bare Skin" it's a mild exfoliant for normal to dry skin types. In the store you cut it off a giant block, it's priced by the pound. This container cost me $14 and it lasts me about 2 1/2 months or so. Lush products are all organic, fair trade, vegetarian/vegan. I'm addicted.

3. I use Redken Vinyl Glam 02 as a finishing spray, it makes my hair shiny without looking brassy. Use it sparingly or your hair will look wet.

4. Sephora waterproof mascara. I like Sephora products. They're affordable, and the quality is up to my expectations. This mascara isn't cakey and it doesn't make my lashes fall out like some other waterproofs have.

5. High Beam by Benefit. It's called a "complexion enhancer" and that it is. I put a little bit on the side of my orbital and my brow bone. I think it adds an extra little extra glow which makes all the difference in photos. Truth.

6. E.L.F liquid eyeliner. I'm not picky about my liquid eyeliner, as long as it comes in this pot/brush form. I got this one at CVS in a pack of three. Cheap, and gets the job done.

7. That Gal brightening face primer by Benefit. This one is tiny because I got it in a "Benefit Best Sellers" pack from Sephora this holiday season. I keep the little one in my travel bag. I put this on after my moisturizer. My best friend is a Benefit artist and she turned me on to all these products I can no longer live without. I like Benefit because the brand is more about pick me ups and little answers to every lady face problem- as opposed to artistry [which not everyone is good at]. I also recommend Ooh La Lift. It's an under eye brightener that's perfect for when your eyes have "I had too many beers last night" written all over them. Feels good too.

8. See I told you I love Benefit. This is Coralista, one of their face powders/blushes. This one looks nice on pretty much any complexion. I am very fair, and my bestie has olive skin, we both wear it- and it works on both. It has a nice light fragrance too.

9. I just started using toner a few months ago and this one is by far my fave. I use Eau Roma Water after the shower, after a long day, after I come in from the cold and my face feels chapped. It has soothing lavender, and rose water that helps reduce redness. You can even keep a bottle in the fridge in the summer for a nice cool down. Some girls carry it in their beach bag for a post swim/post sun bathe. Lush carries all kinds of toner but this one is a best seller.

10. Sephora Soothing Foundation. This isn't too heavy, or too light. I'm picky about my foundation's consistency and this one makes the grade. You don't need a whole lot of it to even out your complexion. I used to use it with Sephora tinted concealer, but since I started using the brightening face primer I feel like I don't really need to. But-- with makeup it's to each her own.

11. Lush Skin Drink - I bought this tub because my boyfriend has having what looked like painful red spots on both sides of his nose. Naturally I dipped into it too and now we both use it. It's made with avocado, and has rose oil- which was an important component in reducing the redness on my handsome man's face. I will say, I was hesitant because the color isn't exactly appetizing, and the smell is different but not unpleasant. It worked, and that's all that matters.

There you have it. I vouched for a bunch of products that work for me, some may not have the same effect on you but all of these brands have plenty to choose from. Try em, toss em, take it or leave it.

MOVING!

2010-01-12T20:35:00.000-08:00

One of my New Years resolutions was to blog a lot more. In an effort to make this ROYALLY awesom-er, I have decided to make the switch to Wordpress. It's a work in progress, but I promise it'll be great when I'm all done. Be patient.

On Repeat

2010-01-12T20:16:00.000-08:00

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes caught my attention with their catchy track "Home"- not to my surprise, it had the same effect on quite a few people. Their first full length record Up From Below was released this past July. The ensemble is fronted by Alex Ebert [of Ima Robot] who created the persona of Edward Sharpe after breaking up with his girlfriend and joining AA. Alex believes that "Edward" was sent to heal and save us all- and that they're doing, because all I want to do is sing and dance when I play this record. It doesn't take a whole lot to make me want to get down, but this gets me going on a level that I only reach when I know nobody is watching.

In June they released a video for Desert Song [my second favorite track on the record], which is part one of a 12 part feature length musical.

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes tour the country in a big white school bus.

Are you're already into it. I can tell.

She's an Animal alright.

2010-01-10T15:39:00.000-08:00

And here we have a painfully common specimen. The unoriginal flash in a pan pop star that contributes to all the heinous reasons we hate girls like her. This particular one's name is Kesha. Er.. I'm sorry, Ke$ha. This strikingly filthy human colostomy bag isn't being received all that well in the hipster community, as she's completely bastardized her "predecessor" Uffie.

Ke$ha dear, you need to brush your hair. And why would you aspire to date a man that looks like Mick Jagger? He's one of the ugliest men anyone's ever seen. Brush your teeth with toothpaste, and while your at it, give the peroxide rinse a go. The only reason I could imagine the boys would "touch your junk" without consent is if you had already established yourself as an accomplished frat mattress. I can't wait until your party stops. I really really cant wait.

And while I have your attention: Can someone please tend to the shorty fire burning on the dance floor? Because I'm sick and tired of hearing about it.

Queenie Cakes

2010-01-10T11:11:00.001-08:00

I woke up early this morning wanting to cook something special for my mans. Since it's cold and I don't feel like running out to buy all new ingredients I worked with what I already had in the kitchen. PB&J Pancakes are so easy and you can get creative with the leftovers. I'm thinking pancakes a -la-mode after dinner tonight. PB pancake + A scoop of vanilla ice cream + chocolate syrup drizzle = fancy dessert. [and nobody has to know they're leftover from breakfast]. Slather some apple butter on them, and it'll kill that unavoidable 3pm snack attack. Guilt free. Swears.

Anyway, here's the recipe:

Ingredients:

Jar of jelly or preserves of your choice.

Corn starch

Peanut Butter

Milk

Instant Pancake Mix

Vegetable Oil

1 Egg

Instructions:

Take a healthy table spoon or two worth of the jelly or jam and melt it down in a sauce pan on low heat- whisking occasionally until semi liquified. Mix the 2sp of corn starch, and the 2tsp of water together, pour them in the saucepan while simultaneously whisking. Continue whisking until all the ingredients are mixed together. Turn off the heat and put the lid on to keep the sauce warm. You can use more or less jelly or jam depending on how many your cooking for. I wouldn't suggest over-doing it though because the sauce is very dense even after it's melted. A little goes a long way. I used smuckers strawberry but you can use anything. I prefer this one because after it's melted down, there's still chunks of strawberries left. =]

Instead of making my own batter I used Aunt Jemima pancake mix. Follow the mixing instructions on the box.

In order to add the Peanut Butter to the pancake batter you must first melt it down. In another sauce pan, heat 1 1/2 cups of milk, after the milk is moderately hot add 3/4 cup of creamy Peanut Butter to the pan. Whisk until melted together.

Pour the Peanut Butter mix into the bowl with the instant pancake mix. I found that the milk in the Peanut Butter mix thinned the pancake batter so I shook a little extra in until it was back to the normal batter consistency.

Spray a large pan with non-stick cooking spray, and turn the heat up to medium. Any higher, and you will scramble the eggs in the mix. You don't want that. [OBVI]

Pour the batter on the pan, flip flop until golden brown. Big ones, small ones, doesn't matter to me. They all taste the same.

Drizzle the jelly sauce on the pancakes. Enjoy.

The best part about cooking for the people you love is not having to do the dishes.

Troof.

2010-01-06T23:57:00.000-08:00

"Only value the opinion of those that you respect.

and anyone that you don't respect--

pay no mind to their opinion about you or anything else.

Thats how I live my life.

If I worried about everything that everyone said, I would not be a good artist."

-GaGa

Poster Girls.

2010-01-04T18:27:00.000-08:00

I watch Grey Gardens when I'm depressed. Because it makes me laugh. Because it makes me appreciate my accentricities. Because it allows me to accept the fact that if I am only fabulous within the confines of my head [and nowhere else] than that's okay. Because I believe I can have my cake and eat it too, even if everyone around me tells me it's completely unrealistic. Because collecting animals isn't necissarily healthy, but it is fun. I think we all see a little bit of ourselves in the Beals of Grey Gardens. Sometimes I only see what I wish. And I wish not to be reminded of my intolerable qualities because I too find myself intolerable at times.

Potential Purchases.

2010-01-04T17:21:00.000-08:00

1. Bralets by TopShop.

2. House of Holland Tights.

3. Noir Octopus Ring

4. Miss. Dior Cherie

5. Jefferey Campbell Pixie Boot.

6. Friends Of Couture Tutu.

7. Wildfox - Vampire Love Tshirt

8. Coach Tangle Ballchain Frame Bag

9. Christopher Kane - Bombs Away Tank.

10. Jimmy Choo for H&M - Embellished Brogues.

Phrequently Asked Questions.

2009-12-31T10:53:00.000-08:00

I work in a bar. I get a lot of people from out of town that ask me and/or the bartender where they should go for this that and the other thing. I started writing the most frequently asked questions from out-of-towners. Here's the inquiries, and responses.

Where should we eat brunch on sunday?
Sabrinas or Morning Glory in South Philly, or Honey's Sit & Eat in Nolibs

Were's the best place to get a burger?
PYT in the Piazza!

Where should we go for karaoke?
Yakitori Boy in Chinatown.

Where can we get a slice at this hour? [I usually get this one as we're closing up the bar]
Lorenzo's on South

Have you ever ran up the art museum stairs?
Voluntarily? No. I was a coxswain for my high school crew team, we rowed out of Vesper Boat Club on Boathouse Row (which is just up Kelly Drive). My coach had us run up the stairs, sometimes several times in a row. There was no epic city wide cheering once we reached the top, especially after rowing 12 miles earlier that morning. I HAVE however sat contently at the top on warm summer nights with friends. That view of the skyline is beautiful.

How many times have you gone to see the liberty bell?
After 24 years of being a Philadelphian, the first time was last year. I DO however, toss a penny on Ben Franklin's grave whenever I'm in the neighborhood and have time. He's one of my favorite human beings that ever lived.

Pats or genos?
Neither. I never liked cheesesteaks. But Pats cheese fries hit the spot at 3am.

Which local brew would you recommend?
At the moment, the Yards Philly Pale ale, or Victory's Hoptimus Prime. [Though Victory is Reading based, we still consider it a local]

Can you recommend a good dive bar?
Can I EVER. Bob and Barbras is my all time favorite. Philly Special = A shot of Jameson and a PBR for $3. A drag show every Thursday night? Yes please.

Where should we go dancing tonight?
700 Club in Nolibs.

Where were you when the phillies won the 2008 world series?
At home with my dad, thinking about how my pop would have loved this. Crying a little. Feeling something I've only felt a few times before in my life. Myself and a handful of my friends have old school P's tattooed on us. I never want to forget the way I felt that night.

Top Favorites?

The Mummers Parade. Sitting on stoops. The word "yous". The yellow glow from the clock on City Hall. Christ Church. Cobblestones. Boathouse Row. The Kelly Family. There's too many to name.

Chanel Iman in German Vogue

2009-12-30T10:56:00.000-08:00

A girlfriend of mine recently went to disney world and brought me back a pair of monogrammed Minnie Mouse Ears, This makes me even more excited to wear them! Check out Chanel Iman in the December issue of German Vogue. I love love love it.

Strange Beauty

2009-12-30T09:10:00.000-08:00

I ffffound a picture of Dita Von Tease at her wedding to Marilyn Manson and had to search a little farther. I remember seeing these photos in Vogue when they first came out, but I couldn't find the issue so I googled, and found one of the most bizarrely beautiful weddings I've ever seen. She wore purple. He wore purple lipstick. It was held in a friend's Irish Castle, they took their vows at midnight. Absolutely beautiful. The editorial photos are by Hamish Bowles.

I have a dream.

2009-12-29T09:17:00.000-08:00

I have dreams about shopping. Quite frequently to be honest. Nothing crazy like I'm strolling down Robertson attaining everything in sight. They're simple. I pick up a few pieces I've been looking for or absolutely love, and I depart from the store. I have the same thought process in the dream that I do in real life when I'm shopping- except when I wake up I'm angry I don't actually own said items, In real life I generally wake up from my retail daze feeling angry for no longer being in possession of the dollars that were once in my bank account. I can't decide if this is a total tease or good for the fix I seemingly need. Will the dreams keep me from spending?

Not likely.

I googled what they might mean in relation to my life, and here's what I found:

"A dream about shopping or being at a shopping mall means that those things that you need (affection, friendship, spiritual support, quality time with people you care about) are available to you. However, you may need to learn exactly where to look, how to select what you need, and how to ask for these things when you need them. This dream calls upon you to know yourself. Before you can ask for or get what you need, you need to figure out what it is that you want. If you dream that you are lost in a shopping mall, you don't know where to turn for support with a certain problem. To dream that you are shopping for food and groceries symbolizes your hidden attempt to buy the attention of others."

Enlightening-- I guess.

I think I just want to go shopping, ALL THE TIME.

Home Sweet Home.

2009-12-28T17:41:00.000-08:00

This website has stolen hours upon hours of my life. The point of Sweet Home Style is to inspire the masses with images submitted by aspiring inspirers, domestic gods/godesses and DIYers. I compiled a few of my favorites. In retrospect I realized that the following post makes my personal style fairly evident. I like all things rich, baroque, nostalgic, ornamental, and a little bit dark.

Whatcha doin' New Years Eve?

2009-12-27T13:16:00.000-08:00

Pre-order your tickets now.

Thank Ryan Hall later.

I'm dreaming of a green Christmas.

2009-12-23T12:34:00.000-08:00

Think of all the wasted energy it takes to print wrapping paper, just to have it chucked into a fireplace and burnt on Christmas Day. And the slain trees? Dear God- talk about bad holiday juju. As much as I like shiny pretty things I can't bring myself to do it. It's a waste of money too. The only wrap related item I've purchased is a spool of ribbon. As for wrapping I've been using the shopping bags that carried my gifts. I've turned down small plastic bags if the items can be wrapped in tissue and stowed in another bag for the trip home. I penned each box with their recipients name, not only dressing them up, but making it a little more personal too. The brown paper bags can, and will most likely be used to pack away ornaments after the tree has been dismantled. The look nice, yes?

Teenagers. Le SIGH.

2009-12-22T09:25:00.000-08:00

My younger, blonder half is graduating from her all girls private academy high school this year. She could end up in a number of places, but hasn't decided just yet on which college experience she'll embark on. This year for Christmas I thought it would be appropriate to get her something University-related. Not like, a gift certificate to bed bath and beyond- I mean something I probably could have used when I shipped off to school-- I mean guidance.

Tiffany's table manners for teenagers? In the cafeteria? Please. Federal Student Loans for Dummies? Eh fuck it, she'll be in debt regardless. And then I found it. The Gospel According to Coco Chanel. I'll disguise practical, valid life lessons in the form of the most recognizably COOL woman that ever lived. It seems more valid knowing that Coco will be her inner dialogue- after all, I've made my mistakes. I'm no one to teach an over-achiever what to do and what not to do- but I can at least try to provide what I wish I had at her age.

The Gospel According to Coco Chanel. My pick for the 16-18 set.

Spinnerette

2009-12-17T09:12:00.000-08:00

I liked Brody Dalle, and her distinct voice since she was in The Distillers. She had this "I'm filthy dirty and my makeups running, but I have frilly pink neglige on under this" thing going on.

Well NOW, she's a little bit more grown upper, has seemingly discovered Sephora- and the sex factor is immeasurable at this point.

It helps that her newest project Spinnerette is like a fierce cross of misbehavior, angst, and empowerment. Did I mention you can dance to it? Because you totally can.

Listen to Spinnerette. You'll love it I swear.

My Christmas Card

2009-12-15T18:16:00.003-08:00

I designed it today, having it printed tomorrow, the final will arrive in mailboxes at the end of the week. I'm not afraid to say Merry Christmas, I'd be equally as receptive if someone wished me a happy Hanukkah or Solstice, or Kwanzaa. Nobody should be left out of the good tidings. Right?

Guy Aroch

2009-12-08T08:43:00.000-08:00

I wish my eyes could see things the way Aroch takes photos. I get the feeling of peeking through a set of fabulous binoculars, like I'm a voyeur into a world that's fantastic, and beautiful in a way that can only amplified by his lens. Do you see what I mean? I mean-- how could you not?

Handsome Tweets.

2009-12-02T07:27:00.000-08:00

Commonwealth Proper is now on Twitter.

You can also become a fan on Facebook.

Join us at The Walnut Room on December 18th.

Buy a shirt, get a [100% wool, handmade locally, all around yummy] scarf.

TWO.ONE.FIVE. Issue 6.

2009-12-01T18:22:00.000-08:00

My friends at two.one.five have released their sixth issue.

Go out and pick it up, check the site, peep the blog, and keep your ears peeled for the latest on events in Philly.

Print is NOT dead!

We do things our way.

2009-12-01T12:07:00.000-08:00

There will be no jolly holly merry Santa Baby Jesus decorations at our house. So I've taken Halloween, twisted it into reds and greens, introduced a fair amount of black into the equation, and the end result is a vision that can only be described as a uniquely festive. Today I started what will be most likely a work in progress all month long. I'm making every stride to be thrifty, creative, and resourceful- which basically means that I'm using stuff I already have, utilizing things that can be modified to fit the theme, and of course making things by hand.

Last night I started by making table top Christmas trees out of magazines. Since I have stacks and stacks of them, I decided to make three in varying sizes. I thought about painting them, but I'm fond of the recycled look.

I found the idea for my mantle center piece when I was searching online for DIY Christmas Tree alternatives. We have two cats and a dog and the three of them manage to get into absolutely everything. I wanted to find something that couldn't be disturbed [constantly needing to be re-assembled], we don't have the time- much less want to be picking up a 6 foot tree every time something shiny catches their eye. The solution is minimal, and for the most part free. I gathered dead tree branches, painted them black, stuck them in a vase, and hung Christmas balls on them. I got the ornaments at Dollar Tree, I had the paint, and the vase. The result is lovely.

The green sprays were cut off of another tree on the block, [yes, we have trees in South Philly] they aren't fragrant but they have baby pine cones on them which is an added bonus.

Spur of the moment extras are two religious candles I bought in the Italian Market last month, and a hunk of quartz that was already on the mantle. I'm pretty proud of the over all result, It's got me wanting to add more and more. Which I most likely will.

A Mash Up Of Wants & Inspirations.

2009-11-28T09:00:00.001-08:00

Call me Wendy!!

2009-11-25T10:07:00.000-08:00

"Casey, when Wendy's my friend in real life you're not going to be able to turn her down so just deal with it."

Inspired.

2009-11-24T15:46:00.000-08:00

I desperately need a set of drawers/storage of some kind for our room, and I think Kompott's "Boxes" could be the DIY solution.

Kompott is an amazing, award winning design collective that creates solutions based on human interaction [with others, and with objects]. I read about them on Apartment Therapy. Check them out.

New Moon.

2009-11-24T12:34:00.000-08:00

Ok so, I didn't read the Twilight books. I actually didn't see the first movie until about a week ago when my boyfriend came home saying that some cougar at the bar he works at said he [quote] "looks like that Twilight vampire Eddie boy". After careful inspection I've concluded that the similarities are non-existent and my Casey is still very much not a vampire. [sigh.]

I enjoyed it for the most part. Visually, it was really lovely to look at. But here are my beefs.

1. Strategic Product Placement- When Bella & Jacob are outside the movie theatre, there is a crumpled Burger King bag sitting on top of the trash can to their left. When Bella & Alice fly to Italy, there's a lengthy shot of a Virgin Airlines plane. The Cullens all drive Volvos. I'm just kind of confused, because it's not like they didn't make a shit ton of money off the first film.

2. Kristen Stewart acts like a skittish kitten on screen.

I can see how she'd be afraid to kiss Edward, He's a vampire and his most deadly asset lays mostly in his mouth, but her body language backs away when he leans towards her. If you're so in love, and you're so comfortable around one of the story's most powerful family of Vampires, then what's this all about? It's annoying, and I'm going to come right out and say it- she's not the best actress ever. I got mildly annoyed towards the end of the movie.

3. I know the idea of Vampires living in modern society is not exactly a conceivable thing- but there's more non-paranormal elements in the story that I can't believe. Bella is gone for a few hours after Edward breaks up with her and the entire town of Forks is searching for her. Bella leaves with with Alice, simply says "don't worry", goes to Italy, and dad's all like "oh where were you for the past three days?". It's like- really unrealistic.

And how exactly do you tell your mom and dad that you're with a vampire, and you want him to make you one too so you can be together until infinity? Just saying, my dad wouldn't be too pleased. He'd probably ship me off to a boarding school/pseudo convent.

4. The Twilight Saga was written by a Mormon. I understand that she has a specific way of conveying things because of her beliefs, but these Vampires are laughably tame to me. If you segue to Charlaine Harris' True Blood vampires, they're vastly different- but Harris' are more mythologically correct. Examples: Vampires can't enter a home without being invited in. See the movie "Let The Right One In", The vampire in that movie literally starts to combust after stepping into the doorway of a human's home without being invited. Traditional vampires can not be awake/outside in the daytime, period. They can't be inside, under cover, or wear dark sunglasses, they have to live under ground. So how is it that Edward will start to disintegrate in the sun at high noon in Italy, but Alice can wear sunglasses and be fine? Traditional vampires can not sufficiently live off animal blood- they have to feed off of humans or they become weak and "die" per-say. [<- I read a lot. Leave me alone.] The Cullen's don't eat humans, which I've been told is why their eyes are brown and not red. This is boring to me.

Bottom line:

I quite like looking at Robert Pattison. I kind of like the story, but at the same time I don't. The idea of vampires I have in my head is not of glittery, waiting until marriage, occasionally kissing, nurturing, nesting, non-blood drinking vampires. The ones I'm interested in, are sex crazed, un-relenting, hungry, violent, bizarre, and nocturnal.

Twilight is none of these things.

What I'm bringing to the table:

2009-11-24T12:13:00.000-08:00

Recently I've discovered how much I love to cook. And with a fair amount of trial and error, I discovered I can be damn good at it too. Since my aunt will be slaving over the spread for Thanksgiving, and most of the other guests were bringing desert- I was kind of perplexed as to what I should bring. I was debating Cannolis from Termini Brothers but decided we'd already have a plethora of heavy pastries to choose from. I thought about flowers for the table but that seemed a little too easy- all I had to do was pick them up on my way over. Then it dawned on me. A cocktail. A desert cocktail. We just started carrying Three Olives Triple Shot at my work, so I went over to the Three Olives website to see if they had an recipes to offer. My final answer is this: The White Mocha-tini. For those too full for another piece of pie, there will be something equally as delicious in liquid form. I encourage you to try!

Ingredients and instructions are as follows:

1oz Three Olives Triple Shot Espresso Vodka

1oz Premium White Chocolate Liqueur [I prefer Godiva]

1oz Half & Half

Shake with Ice into a martini glass, garnish with espresso beans.

Drink, Enjoy, then hit the couch for a post-feast nap.

Eddie Borgo

2009-11-17T20:35:00.000-08:00

Architectural
Nostalgic
Ironic
Iconic
Punk.
LOVE.

HBO Presents: Schmatta.

2009-11-17T16:22:00.000-08:00

Today, only 5% of American designed garments are actually made by American workers. I'm proud to say I currently work for a company that prides itself on local and american made garments. Transparency is something that should become more attractive to consumers- please please please see this film.

Schmatta is a lesson needed to be learned. It's a glimpse into a slow creeping return to a pre-garment workers union 1911. I pray that American workers can dream and see their hard work come to fruition once again. As the daughter of a blue collar father, and the great granddaughter of an italian immigrant who worked as a seamstress to feed her two young daughters, only to learn later in life that the advanced cancer she was suffering from was a result of her working conditions, I feel like I should pull out my soap box.

If you feel as though there will be few ways to buy consciously this Christmas, at least take the baby steps to learn what it means to buy American and fair trade.

[[steps off soap box]]

Little Girl.

2009-11-17T15:51:00.000-08:00

Her name is Sookie. She will be tiny forever because she's the runt. Currently she spends a majority of the day hiding under the couch and only socializes with the men in the house.

SLUT.

Have you seen it?

2009-11-17T15:27:00.000-08:00

It gets my heart rate rising, and my pupils dilate, and then I get this insatiable need to spend lots and lots of money. Does this happen to anyone else?

Camilla D'Errico

2009-11-17T15:13:00.000-08:00

If someone took my insides and projected them on paper they would look very similar to these little princesses.

What do you think?

2009-11-17T15:01:00.000-08:00

I have a thing about uniform color/multi-textural objects/garments/arrangements. I feel like anything can be a single color and manage to avoid monotony by including various textures and shapes. When I stumbled on Jewelry Designer Winnie Lui's "White" Chandelier, There wasn't a question in my mind that I could make it work in a whimsical room. If you've got the cash [unlike me], best of luck getting your hands on one- they're extremely limited, Lui created only 50 Whites and 50 Blacks. I'm conflicted between which I like more, so I'll have to include both in my hypothetical dream apartment scenario.

You gotta believe.

2009-11-05T08:35:00.000-08:00

As a Philadelphian I've learned not to take anything for granted, what was once comfortably there can be pulled from your grasp rather abruptly. That lesson was refreshed this week- once when suddenly my ride to work was simply not rounding the bend, and again when we ended our year of revelry so the empire state could initiate their 27th.

Would I approach things differently if I was raised a Yankees fan? Probably. Would I feel the same sense of hope that comes with a new season if I frequented Dodgers stadium? Probably not. Would I ever wish to change my fate as a sports fan? Not for nothing.

This is the city of brotherly love, and I'll be damned if there isn't an army of fans young and old that will back me up when I say that I would have rather loved and lost than to have never loved at all.

Meet Jane and Judy.

2009-10-08T11:31:00.000-07:00

The Aldridges are a Texas based mom/daughter fashion tour de force that have this non-threatening, non-elitest, totally approachable aspect to them. [I like <3] Holt Renfrew in a series of displays featuring influential fashion bloggers, as well as featured in this year's Vogue "Age Issue". Their blog documents their day to day fabulousness- and though they live in Austin, They take their readers on various world wide travels. It's evident that unique personal style is a product of lineage with this pairing, But that is not to say that there isn't an identifiable difference in taste between the two.

Here! Here! -- I'd like to propose a toast to Sea of Shoes.

She's got legzzzz.

2009-10-07T10:03:00.000-07:00

House of Holland printed tights - available at Colette. My legs are the only part of my body I feel comfortable showing, so these might be a must for fall/winter. I obviously wouldn't wear them pants-less as shown above but I wouldn't shy away from a little borderline cheek action.

Rumi at FashionToast knows her shiz.

2009-10-07T09:21:00.000-07:00

"I am difficult. But that's because I don't really give a fuck."

-Amy Winehouse

I heart Jamie T

2009-10-07T09:12:00.000-07:00

Dear Jamie,

I don't know why it's taken me this long to discover you. My apologies, SRSLY. Keep doing what you're doing. I'm listening very intently.

Kisses,

The Queen.

NOTE: Jamie dear is rumored to be from a very wealthy family, and this whole cogney speak is just a front. I don't even care. It works. Don't hate. You have your alter egos, he has his.

Royal Mac & Cheese.

2009-10-06T12:51:00.000-07:00

I like to think of myself as a mac and cheese connoisseur. I especially enjoy making it from scratch. Here's the recipe for the batch I made the other night.

Ingredients:

1lb elbow macaroni, uncooked.

1/2 cup butter or margarine. [that's generally the equivalent of an entire stick]

1/2 cup all-purpose flour

Salt, pepper, paprika, Tabasco sauce. [I like to use Jane's Krazy Mixed Up Salt instead of regular salt, it offers more flavor]

5 cups of milk

5 cups shredded cheddar/cheddar jack cheese. [i use a mix of the two, you can use whatever cheeses you might see fit, but I happen to like this mix]

1 1/2 cups of corn flakes

Heat the oven to 350 degrees. Cook pasta according to directions on it's respective box. In a large sauce pan over medium heat, melt the butter. Blend in flour, Salt, pepper, a pinch of paprika [to taste] and a few drops of Tabasco [again, to taste- I use a teaspoon full but that's just me.] Gradually stir in the milk one cup at a time while whisking the sauce at a fairly constant rate. Continue stirring until the mixture thickens and comes to a boil. Add the cheese, stir until it's all melted. Put elbow macaroni and cheese sauce into a large mixing bowl, and stir until the sauce is evenly distributed. Pour contents of the bowl into a buttered casserole dish, You can use a metal or glass one- it didn't make much of a difference for me. Crush the corn flakes into crumbs and sprinkle over the top. Bake for 30 minutes or until bubbly.

NOMMMMMM.

Phabulous.

2009-10-06T10:45:00.001-07:00

BRR!

2009-10-01T08:49:00.000-07:00

Winter is coming! The temperatures are dropping and people are bringing out their staple purchases from seasons past. Since times are tough and we don't all have the privledge of buying brand new outerwear this season, here's a few ideas to keep your old favorites looking fresh out of the box.

If your coats took a beating last year as most of them do, take them to a dry cleaner or tailor to dot all your eyes and cross all your T's. De-pilling makes an old wool pea coat look brand new. Re-lining a coat can also be a worth while investment, think of it as adding new insulation to your house to get ready for the coming months. Make sure your hems and seams are in steadily in place as well- layering a heavy sweater or hoodie under a fitted waistline can place a beat down on your seams so double check them to prevent any february mishaps.

This year I think I'm going to change the buttons on a coat I bought at Urban Outfitters a few years ago. Buttons are cheap, and fun to rummage though in fabric stores- not to mention you can do it yourself at home. After 45 minutes work you have an old coat with a new feel and a DIY project with lasting benefits.

Current accessories can make a old coat look fresh and new. Gloves of all cuts and lengths are all over the place this winter, Top Shop as well as H&M are offering a number of designs in every texture and color under the sun for very reasonable prices. Scarves are a necessity, but they can also be a statement- finding a scarf of a shape that can be worn a number of ways can help with the fluctuation of temperature as well as your mood from day to day.

Bundle up. =]

Here we go boys!!!!!!!!

2009-10-01T08:22:00.001-07:00

Nothing provokes unbridled excitement from me quite the way October baseball does. My brain is humming with nostalgia of the proudest few weeks of my life as a Philadelphian thus far.

Thanks Harry!

It's Always Partly Cloudy with a Chance of Thunderstorms In South Philadelphia.

2009-09-23T22:26:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I wish I could take screenshots of the daily activity in my house.

Currently at 1:30 am:

1] Roommate Zach is making a profile on CougarLife.com. (which by the way should be re-named SIFS.com)

2] Kitty Roommate Loki is drinking red wine out of a pint glass sitting on the dining room table.

3] Roommate Arika is talking to Puppy Roommate/Son Jack about how exciting his life must be living here.

4] Boyfriend Roommate Casey is aimlessly roaming the house searching for his glasses while gripping a 40 of Colt 45.

Fang Banger

2009-09-20T07:48:00.000-07:00

I'm on the bandwagon.

PS: The halloween selection at CVS makes me swoon. I bought a lot of stuff after work last night. Stupid stuff. Like fangs and fake blood. And silly string.

It only took one take.

2009-09-19T00:56:00.000-07:00

Valencia released the video for Carry On, My favorite song on the album. Without saying, my swelling heart is delicately wrapped in pretty satin ribbon that bares the lyrics to this song. I am proud, I am elated, I will love and be loved differently because of the way this song makes me feel.

This Bitch Right Here?

2009-09-18T09:45:00.000-07:00

Here we have a rare specimen of testicular fortitude.

Ryan Hall- I think you're swell.

Laugh.

2009-09-18T09:17:00.000-07:00

I want a pair of these. Maison Michel makes adorable head adornments [I use that term because I don't consider all of the pieces to be hats] Do you think I could make my own pair? Denise at Ladylike gives us one example, but I like the idea of lace. DIY Project for the weekend- I think so.

Fashion should be fun. I've adopted the idea that I don't take myself entirely seriously about anything, so nobody else should. Last summer when I was wearing tons of gold, and getting my acrylic nails designed with flare, did any of you think I was genuinely trying to channel Adriana La Cerva? I sure hope not. When I wear a giant bow tied on my head do you guys think I'm seeking acceptance from the young professionals I serve drinks to? No. People tell me I look like a cartoon anyway, so why not fuel the fire? Why not? Fuck it. These are things I say to myself when I look in the mirror before leaving the house. I'm 24 years old. I'm silly on the inside so why not be silly on the outside sometimes?

People say I look like her?

2009-09-17T00:27:00.000-07:00

Ellen Page is starring in an upcoming film titled "Whip it". It's about roller derby. Considering the response from Juno, I'm preparing myself for the onslaught of comparisons people will make between myself and Ms.Page. I don't mind, she's looking pretty good these days. No?

Dexter Season 1?

2009-09-17T00:08:00.000-07:00

I open my macbook only to find

my boyfriend's hobbies all over the desk top:

It's not porn, or fantasy football, I can't complain.

I'm not ready.

2009-09-16T10:22:00.000-07:00

Within the next month or two my evening walks with Jack will look, feel, and sound differently- and I don't think I've fully embraced it. My trek from the subway to my home will get longer and longer with the coming months- and I'm not willing to face it just yet. The rings that hold the state flags along Broad Street will clang with each gesture they make in the wind. The virtual symphony of America's favorite pass-time will cease to be my soundtrack as baseball season comes to an end. Windows will close and I'll no longer be one with my neighbors on our small South Philadelphian side street. Meals will be made for just enough, as we'll no longer anticipate drawing friends in with the smell of home cooking on the grill. The days will get shorter, the temperatures will be cruel and unrelenting, and I'll spend my mornings inside, crossing off each day on the calendar marking the end of each passing storm.

And I'm not ready.

Wheatgrass?

2009-09-12T09:39:00.000-07:00

My roommate has convinced me that a spoon full of wheat grass supplement a day will help me stay healthy. Wheat grass is said to detoxify, helps build red blood cells, produces amino acids [which are the building blocks of proteins], builds immunity, and facilitates digestion- and seriously, I've been feeling the benefits.

I mix it with Gatorade and drink it with my morning cigarette.

I'm all about trying new things, as long as I can do them my way.

Kapish?

NO.

2009-09-12T07:43:00.000-07:00

This one goes out to all my Philadelphian girls. And the rest of the eastern seaboard who feel it appropriate to walk around city streets nearly barefoot.

Summer time has come to a close, so closed in fact that the weather is down right cold. I don't want to see another pair of flip flops for any other reason but to shower at the gym, or leave the nail salon. Let's be honest, they're not flattering.

Your legs and ass look so much finer in heels, so suck it up, invest in a great pair, and wear the shit out of em. If the rate at which you get hit on in public doesn't change substantially, I'll buy you a new pair of flip flops and you can wear them where ever you want without a peep from me.

Also, Uggs are for taking out the garbage, walking the dog, and running to the corner store- they are not acceptable foot attire in a bar, not with leggings on a Sunday, not with jeans on a Saturday night. My only acception would be at your little brother's football game, or to tailgate in a windy parking lot in South Philly.

You're a grown ass woman, put on some real shoes. Prioritizing comfort over presentation has become an overwelming epidemic in the 18-30 crowd, and I won't stand for it. There's a difference between casual, and your pajamas. There's also a difference between slippers, and warmth. Thermal socks under riding boots are adorable, and just as warm as your snuggy shearling beat to shit booties. Learn to draw the line.

Love,

Maureen.

Fangs are Fantastic!

2009-09-12T07:13:00.000-07:00

Subtle nuances, that's how you address the vampire craze in art and fashion. At least in my opinion. Darker matte browns on the lids, deeper hues of red and burgundy on the lips of fair skinned models. Wild Fox Couture is doing it right. Though I hate anything bandwagon-y [like using the name "Couture"] I can't help but love this.

ALSO: Answer me this, If vampires are the living dead, how do they have the sexy time? And at a marathon pace none the less? It takes a fully functioning beating heart to pump blood to a human sexual organ, so what's the kick? What's the said magic that keeps their sex drive tick tick ticking? If a 40+ human senator needs a little blue pill to put his wiener in his hot young secretary, how is it that a 2,000 year old [for all intensive purposes] parasite can fuck for hours without rest?

Is this thing on? Is there an Edward Cullen enthusiast somewhere out there on the world wide internets that can answer my question?

JOIN US.

2009-08-28T11:51:00.000-07:00

Commonwealth Proper @ Pants on Lancaster Avenue.

September 24th.

Free Bluecoat Gin

Personal service

RSVP Jon - info@shop-pants.com

2009-08-17T18:27:00.000-07:00

A friend of mine broke up with her high school boyfriend the first week of freshman year. After the final hang up we all went down to her room with an empty cardboard box and helped her pack all the mementos and sweet nothings of their relationship into an impenetrable safety deposit box that would be sent home to her parents house where she didn't have to look at it. After some reluctance and hesitation she agreed that the sooner she got these things out of her sight, the sooner the moving on process could begin. She started dating someone else like a week later, but that's beside the point. It was what needed to be done.

Olinka Vištica and Drazen Grubišić have created a nod to the ex boyfriend box in the form of a touring exhibit called "The Museum of Broken Hearts". They believe objects hold memories called 'holograms' and they couldn't be any more right. How many times have you glanced at something someone gave you and were reminded of a number of things good and bad? When the memory of the person is still fresh, an object can trigger a cacophony of recollections sometimes too loud and too real to appreciate. The exhibit is a collection of objects donated by both current and formerly broken hearts. Not only is it an interesting look into gestures of love from all cultures, but also a beacon of light for women who seemingly can't let go. Donate you're items here.

Let's Ride

2009-08-16T19:52:00.000-07:00

UrbanOutfitters.Com is now featuring a custom bike shop- Some may see this as a sell out, but for someone like me who doesn't know the first thing about buying a bike, or have any kind of credibility in the riding department- this is perfect. I'm in the market for a bike to get to and from work/the grocery store, but I don't have the time to spend customizing a bike piece by piece. They start at $399 and you have the option of a number of color combinations on a single speed flip-flop hub bike. Casey and I will probably both get one- judge if you want. It's my bike not yours.

Perfect

2009-08-16T19:41:00.003-07:00

Bold but not bulky.

Solid gold.

Sold.

2009-08-16T13:58:00.000-07:00

I'm anxiously awaiting fall's arrival. Here's my staples so far:

1. Boyfriend Jeans - Slouchy, beaten, and paired with very high heels to cancel out the frump factor. Old Navy has a pair for $19 [they call them Weekend Jeans].

2.Motorcycle Jacket/Vest - This one's by Alexander Wang [$1,295]- Erin Magee from MadeMe designed THE perfect leather motorcycle jacket, so perfect in fact that it made an encore appearance in the current fall/winter line, it's also available in a rose print designed by my favorite stylist Radio Rose Garcia.

3. Oxford Button Ups- Wear them fitted, wear them slouchy and belt them. Steal them from your boyfriend, your dad, or your brother. The best ones shouldn't need to be ironed every time you put it on. For me, the oxford is about effortlessness. In the morning sans-pants cooking breakfast for your man, layered under cardigans, or paired with a pencil skirt and heels, it looks good on everyone.

4. Floral dresses - In muted colors for fall, with knee socks or moth hole tights. The one pictured is vintage. Get your own.

5. Thigh High Boots - The pair pictured are by Alain Quilici [$1,301]. I have this pair, I wear them over jeans, in place of tights, and folded down to the knee. One of the best investments I've ever made.

6. Chanel Lipstick in Barcelona Red - Now, of course you shouldn't choose Barcelona Red if it's night right for you. Red lipstick is not universal. The shade you choose should be based on the undertones your skin has [are you cool, or warm?] Don't take the drugstore route on this one, Any number of representatives at a high end cosmetic retailer will know their shit. Mac, Sephora, or any of the department stores at your local mall. Don't be intimidated by price, not only are Sephora brand cosmetics economical, but the quality is excellent as well.

7. Studded ANYTHING - I'm going to invest in a diy studding gun, so I can add studs of all shapes and sizes to whatever I want. My first conquest is going to be a pair of ballerina flats. The pictured jewelry is by Noir. DE-LISH-US.

8. American Apparel Circle Scarf - It can be worn so many different ways that it pays for itself after wearing it three times. It's versatile and soft as shit. The above pictured is the super sheer version but it's available in a multitude of different materials, colors, patterns, and even tie die.

9. Combat boots/Doc Martens - [Pictured: Intermix - $498] They're so cute with skirts and tights. It's a delightful juxtaposition of masculine and feminine. If you purchase a pair of boots, be patient- some of them can be very difficult to break in. Don't give up. If they're made of real leather, I suggest applying a cotton swab soaked in rubbing alcohol in the area that needs stretching, and shove either a ball of newspaper or a tennis ball in there over night. It won't be noticeably different after the first try, but the second or third night in a row should work like a charm, it's safe and it won't hurt the structure of the boot. Promise.

FUCK THIS!

2009-08-13T18:41:00.000-07:00

Besides procreation, this is the worst idea Andy Reed has ever had. I'm going to boycott the entire season, with or without a super bowl- I won't participate in any of this mess.

Neither is Jack.

What NOT to say:

2009-08-13T00:09:00.000-07:00

I'm a cocktail waitress. I know you're all like; "Oh that sucks." But it doesn't. I like it. [no, seriously- I do] Except on these few re-occurring moments:

-Penn students. What the fuck guys? You're notoriously terrible tippers and even worse company. I assume you don't get out much because your social skills have atrophied. Tonight I watched a first year med student attempt to sit on a table, at which point the table and 2 empty glasses I was in the midst of clearing fell to the floor shattering into a zillion little pieces. The table isn't anchored, which is evident from the way you've been shoving it an inch here and an inch there- so why would you sit on it? A 7 year old would know that it would fall over if too much weight is applied to one end. And um... what bars have you ever been to that have deemed it acceptable to sit on table tops when there's perfectly good available seating to rest your over priced, under mannered ass in? You should drop out now- claim "a severe lack of common sense" in your exit interview. They'll understand, I'm sure.

- When I have to tell a person they can't do something, or they're wrong about something [pricing usually] and they respond with their profession as an excuse. I once asked two girls to move aside a foot or two so I could get through coming in and out of the service station. One of their responses was: "She's a doctor". I don't care. I don't care if you're a janitor, or a trash collector- you're still in the way. Don't think that because you work in a pediatrician's office in Bryn Mawr where you pay someone else to take your patient's blood pressure so you can write a prescription for whichever drug company you're promoting this month. You're not entitled. Which brings me to my next topic...

- "It's my birthday!"- It's somebody's birthday every single goddamned day. You know what people do when it's their birthday? They go out to bars and they get drunk. You know where I work? A bar. None of this is new or exciting to the staff you choose to torture that particular night. It's our job to make money off of you people. You're celebrating the day you ran out of your mother's uterus. Guess what, we all did it- and it doesn't entitle you to ANYTHING. If I don't know you- You're not getting shit for free. Especially not on account of your being born. Which by the way, wasn't that hard for you- bring your mom in next year, I'll comp her a drink for putting up with your stupid ass.

-When someone gets all bossy like "Put it HERE", pointing their finger and totally neglecting eye contact, or the fact that I'm a human being. I'm a waitress- NOT the help in your mommy and daddy's house. It may be my job to take your order and make you comfortable, but I'm not a dog, and I'm not slow. Nothing infuriates a service industry employee more than when you patronize what they do, and belittle them into pieces of shit that should be kissing your feet.

-When a dude thinks he can touch me, much less touch me inappropriately. Do not put your arm around me, don't rest your hand on the small of my back, don't grab my hand and pull me in, don't touch me. Period. Just don't touch me. I understand that people get all weird when their drunk, and most mean well-- but I can tell when a touch turns into a condescending gesture. I am not a stripper, I'm a cocktail waitress. I'm not here for your viewing pleasure, I'm here to bring you drinks. I'm not your friend, or your girlfriend experience for the night.

That's all.

Rocksmith

2009-08-11T17:25:00.001-07:00

Weezy likes it.

So does ?uestoo.

Sean too.

Rocksmith, when will you give us a women's line?

Will I have to settle for stealing these from my boyfriend?

Pro nails?

2009-08-11T14:57:00.000-07:00

I got the best manicure/pedicure of my life today. For real, I felt like I should have hugged the woman, or at least taken her out to dinner. I usually tip according to what I'm getting done, it has nothing to do with merit or effort. How do you tip your nail tech? Does the 20% rule come into play? I never know if I'm giving the tech enough for what I put them through. I'm picky. If I want something re-done, or un-done, I will ask- as many times as I have to in order to get it right. It doesn't make me a bitch... actually it does, but this is my appearance we're talking about. Explain.

PS: They aren't my nails, but I wish they were. I think I'll get Newport themed nails next time. For laughs of course.

OH WORD?

2009-08-11T10:29:00.001-07:00

Guess who was "seen" hanging on a stoop in Bed-Stuy? Hov and Oprah. The stoop belonged to Jay's grandmother. O's going to feature him in an upcoming episode- weather it's to promote the Blueprint III, I'm not exactly positive- only because I remember a time when Oprah didn't feature rappers or hip hop artists on her show. It was a fairly strict policy of hers, in fact she got in a beef [as hard as a beef can get with Oprah] with Ludacris when she neglected to extend an invitation to him while the rest of the cast of Crash were promoting on her show.

I could get into speculation about what this means in terms of Jigga's image but I'll refrain. Who am I to say boo about it, the mans a legend. All of that aside I'm sure I'll thoroughly enjoy the visual of the king of hip hop and the queen of daytime talk exchanging niceties out front of a Brooklyn PJ. I think other people will too. HOLLA!

YUM!

2009-08-10T15:18:00.000-07:00

I think beer should taste like hops, and wheat, and barley, and clove, and well... beer. Not fruit. But I tried this last night and I could drink a whole keg- it's delicious- and I don't jeopardize my status as a respectable beer wench being seen drinking it.

Dogfish Head's Ginger Peach Wheat was brewed with ginger peach black tea and it's evident- it's described as having a peach aroma, but the ginger only makes itself apparent in the after taste. The tea was blended with wheat and pilsner malts- but this isn't your daddy's pilsner. It's a brand new concoction- and I hope it's here to stay. It's carbonated differently than a normal beer- the little bubbles kissed the end of my nose when I went in for a sip. I wouldn't add a fruit garnish. It's fine just the way it is. Try it. Seriously.

The most funnest day of the year!

2009-08-07T09:47:00.000-07:00

Think of the block party you had when you were younger- It has kiddie pools, watermelons, food, beer, games, and the beautiful people of Philadelphia. This one's a little different- It doesn't have the lame top 40 DJ who's actually someone's cousin with an ipod and a set of speakers he bought on craigslist. It has something even awesomer than that.

The Mad Decent Block Party is back. It has Blaqstar. Diplo. MAJORFUCKINGLAZER. And so much more.

Let's do this.

Dear Tourists/Students from around the globe,

2009-08-06T00:38:00.000-07:00

We're so happy you're here-- we know that it's not customary in your country to add gratuity, so please tip your servers accordingly.