Under the Influence of Hedi Slimane

It's a cloudy, quiet Monday morning in Miami and I'm feeling drunk on the
diary of Hedi Slimane. If you haven't checked out his site, do. You know him
for his impossibly slim suits made for men but worn by chic, waify women-
but his photos are sort of beyond and transcendent- they are toned down in
the style of a Gus Van Sant film- quiet, a bit dark, and eerie, yet
ethereal. They celebrate that same stripped down ideal of youth, peppered
with androgyny and sheer beauty of early Van Sant, and even Mapplethorpe in
a way. If Patti Smith does another album, he needs to shoot the cover- would
love to see a portrait of her shot by him. I am inspired by his take on
America, music, and youth culture. Here is the link to his site so you too
can get lost for a while:

http://www.hedislimane.com/diary/

Happy Birthday Ms. Diana Ross

Another birthday shout out this week to the lovely Diana Ross, who was born
today. Not sure what was going on in your house growing up, but mine was filled
with the likes of Ike and Tina and a heaping helping of Diana Ross. A diva's
diva, Diana dressed fabulously, partied it up Studio 54 style (there she is
whispering breathlessly to Halston), and created the soundtrack to much of
my early youth with hits from The Supremes and more disco classics like "I'm
Coming Out", "Love Hangover", and "Upside Down". Who could forget movies
like "Mahogany" (an excellent fillm about fashion) and "Lady Sings the
Blues"? You and Billy Dee were the toast of the town. My favorite era of
your long reign is the 70s, when you had your crazy head of hair and amazing
over the top style going full force.

Diana, I love you. In every role, every phase, and every costume change. You
paved the way for those other divas and for fierce women everywhere but
there can only be one Diana. XO

There's something about a mary jane...

Full disclosure. I am having a shoe situation. Have never really had a real
shoe "thing" like most girlies (bags have always been my poison). But
suddenly this season, shoes are turning me on in a very real way. These Miu
Miu jobs for Spring 2010 are fueling my passion. Satin and a print? In a
platform? Oh my. (Is it hot in here?)

These little girls have a retro feel- remind me a bit of what Jean Harlow
would wear on a date with some handsome Hollywood swain while vacationing in
St. Tropez. Or perhaps a bit seventies rock groupie a la Pamela Des Barres.
Throw in a little naughty Lolita vibe for good measure- I think they're real
scene stealers and I guarantee some knock offs in all the stores. (I love
the pink ones with the dove print the best but the black ones with the
kitties are amazing too.)
I see these with a skinny black trouser and a white shirt, or with a flirty,
filmy dress and some loose curls. Or even a simple black wrap dress with
bare, tanned legs. I have to have these. Non negotiable. Surely there is an
occasion for which I need to reward myself with a little Miu Miu? Does
Passover count? SWOON. XO

Happy Birthday Steve McQueen

Before there were metrosexuals, untucked striped button downs, or light
beer, there was Steve McQueen. What man in Hollywood today comes close to
you? WHAT A STUD. You bet your sweet patoot this cat never ordered a
microbrew or dabbed at his chin with exfoliator. Happy happy birthday to one
of the manliest men to ever grace the screen. Hope you are popping wheelies
in heaven. XO

Viva La Vera

An extra hour of daylight, bare legs, and gardenia perfume? Spring has
sprung for me for sure and I'm feeling love for Vera Neumann, the doyenne of
playful, cheery textile design. I love a print, something my pattern shy
mother does not understand, but I do. Vera's whimsy epitomizes spring and is
the fashion equivalent of Prozac. Not sure if you could be in a bad mood
wearing one of these prints around your neck as the temperatures climb and
the peonies bloom. Anthropologie created a collection of clothing and
homegoods last year utilizing her yummy prints. I am kind of a geek for
pretty textiles and wanted to share. Each scarf is a piece of art in itself,
as each design came from Vera's own hand. Happiest of spring time to you.
Life should have more moments that feel like these prints- happy, free, and
vibrant. Wear more prints and enjoy les PRINTemps in all its glory. XO

THE RETAIL WHISPERER

I love traveling. When visiting a city for the first time, many folks go to
museums, engage in a hike, maybe look at monuments of dead heroes. I'm down
with that stuff too. But alas I have other fish to fry.

One of my favorite brain games while traveling is pondering what kind of
businesses the places I visit could use. This sure doesn't come from an
ethnocentric place at all- I don't pretend to understand a town and its
people from being there for a few days or weeks. Yet, it's sort of
inevitable whenever I go somewhere I think about how it would be to live
there (or I am simply a daydreaming opportunist, always looking for that
perfect business idea). And I like to keep my mind firing and thinking -
living in NY all those years I didn't have too many thoughts of things
needed in the city (besides some peace and quiet) since everything was
simply there. There's really no other place like NY where its all there for
you- and if you think you have an idea, somebody else, or maybe ten other
people,have already scooped you. In many ways, NY is a consumptionista's
dream and an entrepreneur's conundrum.

Recently I spent a few in Boulder, Colorado, and I must say- that town has
an indie spirit and charm I gravitate toward, much like places like
Louisville, hometown of my beloved. There's lots of small restaurants and
boutiques that are really really good. It's shocking a place like Boulder
has a store like Max, which sells Marni frocks and Rick Owens deconstructed
sexiness. Very interesting to me- perhaps Boulder is more cosmo than many
give it credit for. I am still left wondering who is rocking head to toe
Marni to climb mountains, but hats off to the sisters that do. I suppose the
mountain air had my head spinning with thoughts of retail and restos. If it
were up to me, here's some of the stuff I'd love to start in Boulder:

A cool general store like those popping up in Long Island and Brooklyn.
Think general store 2.0- a community gathering spot yes- but also a place to
buy great candles, special locally made olive oils, as well as anything you
may need for small town living. Rustic chic if you will (I would).

A candy store like Miette Confiserie (see pics) in SF. Hipster girls in pink
uniforms. Grown up candy from around the world. Who doesn't love global
licorice?

A bespoke leather sandal and handbag store like Jutta Neumann in NYC.
Something about handcrafted items and artisanship feels right in that town.

A weekend flea market a la Rose Bowl or Chelsea Flea...if I lived in Boulder
I would decorate with a lot of found goods as opposed to all new stuff. It's
an eccentric town after all- why not embrace some vintage?

A breakfast burrito truck. Organic. Awesome. Boulder is a morning town so
think this would be great. Emphasis on health of course.

A pie store. All pies. Homemade. Organic crusts and stuff. Very sweet and
homey. Maybe have knitting classes there. Knitting and pie.

A bagel store. Just bagels and inventive spreads and sandwiches named for
local luminaries or landmarks. Only open till 1 pm. Later on the weekends-
would also have kick ass magazines from around the world to purchase and
peruse- think international newstand and bagels. Mags and carbs are a great
combo, non?

A cool jeans store like Ron Herman, or Jean Shop in NYC. Just great jeans
and tees, with an emphasis on made in the USA and organic denim.

A spot like Halcyon in Brooklyn or Base in Miami that sells cool vinyl,
books,coffee, and has a DJ. Maybe a barber chair for a rotating haircutter.

A kick back bar for the summer with hammocks and reggae and jerk of all
types. Bring a little island love to the place. It's laid back enough for
sure.

A place that specializes in the Brazilian. Full stop.

A loungey bar that maybe shows movies (campy ones) as well as host improv
nights, etc. Still would be a cool lounge with great DJs, etc.

A young designers showroom- maybe clothes from around the world or west
coast emerging talent. Or a showroom for people making cool stuff on the
left coast in general.

A silkscreened tee shirt shop. Go in and pick your design and get 'er done.
Vintage vibe.

And first and foremost (or last and foremost), a Jewish deli with the best
pastrami and matzoh ball soup the mountain set have ever tasted. Comfort
food feels right, and its a bit rebellious to serve this fare in such a
healthy town.

Yes I know this is not noble, top shelf, elevated thinking. And I'm not
pretending to save the world or shift culture with these ideas. I'm just a
girl who likes to shop, eat, and hang out. And I love cool little
establishments that feel like real local spots- that's what gives a town its
currency. That and some mountains- or maybe some ocean if that's more your
thing. As for big city living- those of you in NY know why you're there, and
I know why you're there too. Since I don't live there anymore, I tend to go
to other towns and fantasize about my own brand of city planning and how to
contribute to the local DNA so that when people like vous visit, you enjoy
yourselves. I know I feel much better when I find those special unique
places. City planners- are you listening? I'm offering a little retail
whispering. Don't get me started on Detroit. XO

Love you Longo

Hiya. It's snowing here in Boulder and I am feeling sleepy and chilled out.
Hard for me to post about the hard edge of the 80s in such a backdrop, but
I'll give it a whirl.

I love Robert Longo. Always have. I am a sucker for figurative and graphic
art and Longo is ingrained in my head as one of those artists that
influenced my sensibilities. One can't talk about the 80s New York art scene
without him- he and his contemporaries like Eric Fischl, Basquiat, Julian
Schnabel, and David Salle were making it happen and selling loads of art
courtesy of Reagan dollars. 'Twas a good time for the art market.

I am also posting a photo of Mary Boone, one of the most powerful art
dealers and gallerists of all time and a key player in the go go 80s art
world in NYC. I post this because she frightens me,and because she's Mary
Boone. And she's working that canary Tory caftan HARD in an effort to appear
sunny and less terrifying. So there.

Happy weekend lovelies...XO