Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
As for the song, I didn't know it was used by Itouch or Ipod until I Googled it. I haven't watched regular tv in a while.....but anyway, its so good. (The video is quite horrible, but I am not savvy enough to just post a song).
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
- THERE is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
- There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
- There is society, where none intrudes,
- By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
- I love not man the less, but Nature more,
- From these our interviews, in which I steal
- From all I may be, or have been before,
- To mingle with the Universe, and feel
- What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
- --Lord Byron
"For her much anticipated Petro Zillia Spring 2008 show, designer Nony Tochterman created a fantasy world of flowing dresses in bright, vivid colors of silk and satin. The beauty look was fresh, flirty, and sooo LA, with sunkissed skin, lots of liner and bright pink lips."
Click HERE to get the look.
Bringing makeup looks from the Petro Zillia runway straight to your face, Smashbox cosmetics collaborated with Nony Tochterman of Petro Zillia for a limited edition collection.
Already reviewed in WWD, we held a party last week at the magical Petro Zillia store here in LA on 3rd (across from Toast) to launch the line. Being in the PZ store is like wandering around as Alice in Wonderland. The colors, the style, the decor, very magical. And EVERYTHING is for sale including the furniture and mirrors. Its a very unique concept and very friendly. She also has a huge lawn out back, perfect for parties. And Ms. Nony also has her studio on site where I was lucky enough to see all the amazing fabrics, yarns, and accoutrements.
Below: Makeup artist Roxy, me in PZ, and swimsuit designer Natalie Golonka.
Thanks to Michael from Wireimage for the party shots. Drinks from Pink Vodka, eats from Dolce.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Hmmm.....what a combo. I don't think these quite classify as workboots, but its what I wore to install shelves at work last week. Hey, I like to save the company some cash, or maybe I just like the power of the drill in my hand with stilettos on my feet? Yes. Its true. Drilling into the plaster, hearing the metal wall anchor pop inside means "success!" The physical accomplishment combined with problem solving and style. And now we have our lovely Longchamp bags looking all pretty on display. More on those later, especially the cute Kate Moss bags for spring.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
But the reality of reality television is that after the 1st season, the shows are never as "pure." They ultimately become more commercial and you know more what to expect. It seems PR has become more of a place for already somewhat established designers to get more media time, exposure to possible investors, etc. I can't say I blame them, but I don't think its as exciting to see a 30-40 year old LA hipster, or wealthy upper east sider as it is to see just fresh, struggling, artistic talent? NO ONE will ever compare to the character which was my dear love Austin Scarlett. Maybe yes, its true, I have an affection for the slender gay designer, but aside from that, Austin was just so talented and also so entertaining.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
So check out my friend Alejandra in the NY TIMES! So PROUD! Wow!
JEREMY FLETCHER and Alejandra Lillo, designers at Graft, an architecture and design firm based in Berlin, Beijing and Los Angeles, were working out a dialogue between voyeurism and exhibitionism, they said, when they designed the swooping, shiny white interiors of the W Downtown, a glass-walled condominium tower to be built in 2009 in Manhattan’s financial district.
Not only will the building’s glass walls allow W residents to see, and be seen by, passers-by on the street below, but Mr. Fletcher and Ms. Lillo have created peekaboo features within each apartment, like a window between the kitchen and the bedroom, and a bathroom that’s a glass cube, allowing residents to expose themselves to their roommates and family members, too. The idea, Mr. Fletcher said, was to frame and exhibit the intimate details of life, or at least ones that would be aesthetically pleasing, “like your silhouette in the shower.”
“We are creating stages for people to perform on in some way, but it’s a very scripted and considered display,” he said. “Cooking could be a display, for example, with your partner watching you from the bedroom.”
He talked about tuning the privacy of each room, using shades or scrims to have larger or smaller openings, as you would change the aperture of a camera. “So if you don’t want your partner to see you shaving your legs in the shower,” he said, “you can pull the shade.”
Like the clothes Marc Jacobs designed for his own label and for Vuitton this fall — skirts bunched into the waistbands of pantyhose at the back, see-through dresses with bras and panties sewn onto them — Graft’s peekaboo interiors are a sly commentary on a culture that continues to find new ways to display ever more intimate, and mundane, details of domestic life. In a YouTube world, one’s home is no longer one’s private retreat: it’s just a container for the webcam.Click HERE for the rest of the article.
Monday, November 12, 2007
So last week, I looked out my window at work. And I shreiked outloud, a scream of pure animal pleasure. My intern was aghast. Mikey was afraid. They'd never seen or heard that side of sweet Jessica. (This was before they saw me become a zombie). I ran to the door. I walked all around it, right there on the street, peered inside the empty car. Looked around, wondering, dreaming, of who could be the owner of such a hot ride??? Do I dare touch its fabulous hood?
"Oh," I said, "maybe the owner is as amazing as the car?" In my head I thought, "please, please, let this be a GIFT for me today! A car this HOT with a guy equally as hot driving it!" Aside from the fantasy, I really would like to have a car like that. It looked a lot like the one here.
And Izzy once said some really funny stuff about muscle cars. That girls are just not responsible for their actions when exposed to a muscle car. I know, its a bit crazy. You don't maybe picture the girl with the great shoe & hosiery collection dying for these cars. Maybe it just goes back to my adolescent history?
My boyfriend Roger in high school drove a dark beetle green GTO with a matching beetle green interior and that slip-slidey big old back seat....... Its nickname was the "time machine" because somehow, time escaped all who rode in it, such an amazing ride.
And back to now, I wondered aloud, "where is the owner?" Someone in my office sarcastically said, "probably in Hot Wings, or Babeland buying "toys". "NO!" I countered, "I think he's down buying a fabulous hat at the hat store." That was the play in my mind.
Please, let this ALL be a gift to me today.
And 20 minutes later, what do you think we saw?
What FUN! Design, socializing, good music, art, an interesting environment, good style, and friends old and new :)
SOME PHOTOS + Paper Mag's take
Kim at Paper magazine put together a fabulously edited pop-up store with wares from 25 brands/stores. colette had the best ltd. edition Tanqueray bottle designed by Jeremy Scott, the Piper champagne by Viktor & Rolf, darling Hello Kitty Pez, fun little things. Mollusk had some incredibly beautiful surfboards. I should have snatched up that vintage Betsey Johnson skirt from Screaming Mimis (I've loved that store and their illustrated advertisements for years) but it was just too crazy in the place and I could not keep up with all the visually appealing things everywhere......and time just went too fast.
So, lets see, Dave bought the coolest, sexiest gold computer thingy I've ever seen. The Lacie drive from Rose Apodaca's stand. Hot hot piece of computerness. I bought hundreds of dollars worth of feathered handmade headpieces--champagne on the brain and paying tribute to my ancient native American blood, and talked to so many nice people from Show Pony, Colette, Jeremy's kids, MAC, the snake boy, giving and receiving guidance to/from the young the hipster girls (I show how to wear feather headresses, am shown the latest real gold-flaked Givenchy lipgloss), and more. Oh, thats the amazing Ann Magnuson that I'm putting my divine feather hat creation on by Laura Kranitz who sells at the super amazing Show Pony in Echo Park.
I was too enthralled to take photos on my own, but above are some for you to click to and enjoy thanks to our friends at Paper and the Cobrasnake.
A great experential marketing creation by Paper--the magazine was brought to life through the art, commerce, characters and artists all in one place in humble Los Angeles for 24 hours.....
Saying goodbye is always so sad :( LA loves you Paper!
Thursday, November 8, 2007
'Cause this is Thriller! Paper magazine's Colette dance party hosted by Mr. Jeremy Scott was just an incredible time! Monmarte Lounge was the spot. The perfect space for it. My costume was so much fun to make and I LOVED my makeup! I felt like I accomplished it like a pro (what do you think Roxy?). Making all my skin geisha white (yes, the girl who is practically a geisha does have geisha powder) was really interesting.
night of the living undead: Jeremy & Jessica. glowing eyes courtesy of the other side.
I normally would not post these many photos of myself or probably pose this much, but I am proud my little creative endeavor turned out so well. And I was rather acting another character all night.
Overall, I think I really like the undead look and its kinda sexy in a bizarre way. You don't care if your makeup is all smudged, or your hair is a mess, or someone spills a cocktail or um, blood on you, or any of that stuff. Its like rock and roll f-you, f-me, I am FREE!
Photo from the cobrasnake.
I've always had this slightly vampire fetish, the whole biting of the neck thing and the idea of that freakish connection to the one who gave you eternal life.....or giving it to another..... I KNOW it sounds crazy! Or maybe spiritual in a sweet sort of way. Yes. Don't judge, I am not actually a vampire that I know of. And without freaking any of you out, I kind of have had experiences with some powers and such, but anyway......onto the fun. (insert ghoulish Vincent Price laughter here)....
Learning the Michael Jackson Thriller choreography was just so FUN! THE BEST! The girls at Colette in Paris realized the power of pop music dance moves a while ago and came here to show us Americans the fun. Slapping faux blood all over my friends was like some frenzy! It was like a blood dealer at a vampire party. Urban Decay Gash lip gloss was helpful as well. People were flocking in, wanting the latest undead beauty tips and blood. And you could just WATCH everyone become liberated once they had blood dripping from their mouth, nose, eyes, or ears. Honestly, it was a sort of an aphrodisiac or I don't know what, but the blood and makeup CHANGED people I am telling you! Look, I could hardly keep my tongue in my mouth. Ha.
Orlando is such a cute zombie and great dancer! BTW, the sticky, drippy, juicy faux blood was a refreshing mint flavor for those bloody zombie or vampire kisses you know you are hot for.
So only 50-60 of us were allowed to take part in the class while the rest of the party watched. I was my lucky #13. Sweet CC was my big cheerleader as she watched from the DJ booth. We had the lesson and danced for at least 45 minutes or maybe an hour. Seriously, I want to do that every WEEK! The instructor was amazing, a fabulous personality, and talented man. At the end, we had a zombie dance off, odd numbers against even numbers and then we were all over the floor writhing around. WOW! It was also fab fun dancing one on one with our instructor after the Thriller lesson, and a bit of my favorite sweet nectar..... champagne (not blood).
Our dance instructor.
He has great moustache style to go along with his fancy footwork.
More photos to follow from BB & Eri...send them on girls!
And some on the Cobrasnake site: http://thecobrasnake.com/partyphotos/dancedancedance/index.html
More and video will be up on http://www.papermag.com and who knows where else.
Paper, Colette friends, dance instructors, & Jeremy: Love you all TO DEATH!
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
What does what you watch on eBay say about you? Its rather personal, isn't it? And here I am.....
So the question, what does this say about me? It must say schizo, fortune teller, or costume designer. Maybe just a slightly eccentric and confused woman who lives in a fantasy world ;)
Mid century Pierre Paulin chair
Unused NAPPA LEATHER Spats--so different
LEONARD Paris Vintage-SEXY-WHITE FRENCH SUNGLASSES
NEW $895 Brian Atwood Shoes
FIne Deco Estate Topaz Ring
2 Vintage Black Velvet Cocktail Hats
HUGE VINTAGE FRENCH NUDE DANCER
Victorian Button-up Spats
8 Vintage Cocktail Napkins LINEN 1930'40's Bar
Vintage Turban Style Hat with Feathers
Antique Military Jacket
'40's BLACK FELT TOPPER HAT
Michael Jackson Guitar Hat Pin
Vintage 2 Piece Tail Coat Suit Dated 1902
Nude, Owl, & Wine Ex Libris, Estonia 1967
VINTAGE 80's French Oversized ROUND sunglasses
KARL LAGERFELD DRESS
Wait, I think I figured out what it says about me afterall.....I want to be living in a different time, in another place.....
Hmmm.....this sort of inspires me to paint again. Its not mind-blowingly creative, its somehow "attainable." I was pretty good at gouache and watercolor, colored pencils, graphite.... Always more into humans and their surroundings than straight still lifes of objects or architectural renderings.
So this is the stuff I know. People. I love watching humans, its like the best TV set in the world right in front of us every day. When I went to school and took my fashion illustration courses, sadly the world was overcome with photography and computer graphics. Now there is a resurgence for fine arts and illustration in pop culture it seems.
For a long while, Paper magazine kept fashion illustration alive in their pages, even when others were not. Hopefully they'll bring that back again. I loved those pages with the imaginary models and I loved more that all the garments were properly credited.
I should be doing something else right now, but I am dreaming of my little watercolor sketchbook. Why did I stop painting and drawing so long ago? Maybe I'd have been a great illustrator by now...... Maybe not, but we never know. Why did I quit the violin (another dream to take back up again). I hope I don't forget. I hope I do it again....just for me! :) Its never too late to take up again anything we once loved.
Monday, November 5, 2007
If you know me, if you really know me, you know how much I love the little place called Figaro in Los Feliz. Organic French food. Just down the road. I stumbled upon it walking about 3 years ago when my fellow of that time was living in Silverlake. I was up here for the weekend without a car, which has never been a problem for me, and I walked all over Silverlake & Los Feliz, taking in the good, the bad, the ugly, and the sublime.
I still remember peeking inside for the first time with delight :) Excited to tell the fellow about my discovery and looking forward to sharing it with him. I remember dining there for the first time as well, and most every time since. Breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner, sometimes with friends, sometimes a date, sometimes drawing on the paper tablecloths they used to use, sometimes dining alone talking to the nice waiters, always memorable.
This past Sunday I dined with new friends who love Figaro as much as I do. We joked earlier in the week about getting the restaurant as part of a divorce settlement--its that important to us! Its great to find others who love it there the way I do. The atmosphere, the antique zinc bar, the cafe tables and chairs--sidewalk dining like in Paris. The whole ambiance. Of course the food is great too. I was worried the new owners would change things too much, but it was lovely. One of those loooooooong, leisurely, conversational 2 or however many hours at Figaro.....and BB's cafe au lait was so huge it should come with a cat to lap up all that milk.
Side note, the meager yet convenient work lunchtime for me, Cafe Marly, has changed their hours to no longer serve lunch! It seems sweet Laurent cannot get out of bed earlier than 4 PM. No more crepes or omelets, or pan bagnat for me. No more intimate wine conversations with friends....etc. to take that break in a rough day :( Its okay, its not my fav place I suppose. Its no FIGARO!
In a "sexy" 1950's soda shoppe waitress costume. Bright bubble gum pink that makes my skin look like a golden St. Tropez summer. This is what they sell to girls at the stores here in Hollywood for Halloween. But this skin will be transformed with geisha makeup and purple and green eyeshadows. Zombie chic. And the other fun part will be destroying the trampy little ensemble and covering it with slashes, burns, and faux blood. Channeling a zombie soda shoppe waitress for the Colette MJ Thriller dance party Jeremy is hosting.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Hot Japanese Elvis, Sandy & Danny, a Surfing Clown, a Gangsta, Leia, a Skunky Dog, and a Little Ladybug
All Hallows Eve. My first as a Hollywood resident. One of my favorite "holidays." Maybe its because I enjoy its origin. The old tradition. The the change of seasons. The harvest moon. Or maybe I just enjoy dressing up. You know you may have issues when you don't have to buy a single thing for your costume. When you throw it together in 15 minutes after you realize you just happen to have in your closet: ladybug wings, a black sequined skirt, a black bustier, red stockings, black satin elbow length gloves, and the related accessories. You don't want to say where you've worn it all...but yes, I like playing dress up. And then you are proud to have an extra costume or 4 for friends to choose from.
Fun times. Terribly charming Elvis. Meow. Wait, I am a ladybug, not a cat. Darling friends as Sandy and Danny. And wow, Leia was the hit of the party!
While the West Hollywood scene would have been a circus of delights, this was really perfect!
Until next year. Cheers.
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Halloween seems to be an excuse for many adults to be some sort of tacky "sexy" version of a character. The "sexy" nurse, "sexy" maid, "sexy" gas station attendent, "sexy" soldier and so on.
But honestly, there's nothing sexier than a since of humor......and tight black denim.
Check out Roberto Cavalli at his Halloween party @ Cipriani's in New York. Style, humor, and an homage to the great Karl Lagerfeld.