One more for the 80s- you really can't talk about that era and not shout out
the music...I remember watching a particular brand of insanity called "Urgh!
A Music War" which blew my art school, asymmetrical mind. This amazing
performance filled film came out in 1981 but think I must have seen it a few
years later. Needless to say, I watched it over and over again and was
completely in love with it.

What is it about Urgh! that is so damn special? The two hour film is packed
with musical milestones and encapsulates the indie spirit of the era- watch
a young and zaftig Belinda Carlisle lead the Go Gos, a stellar and off the
wall Oingo Boingo, and an awesome awesome Klaus Nomi experience. Oh, Klaus.
His insane operatic voice, amazing appearance, and performance art are not
to be missed. We lost him to AIDS like so many other geniuses of that era,
but this film shows him at his kooked out best. When I meet people who even
know who he is, I tend to like them immediately.

My personal standout is XTC's performance of "Respectable Street". Amazing.
Just watching this film you simply knew something awesome was going on in
places like LA, Europe, and beyond. Everybody looks cool in that art school
way- Urgh! is the best snapshot of the new wave/post punk scene happening at
the time. And we also get to see Sting when he was still very much a bad

Film is hard to locate a bit but we recently were lucky enough to score the
vinyl of the soundtrack. Genius.

Here is a link to the the XTC jam from the film. Crank that shit.

What was your 80s?

Happy St. Pat's Day...to get in the party spirit, let's talk about the 80s
nightlife scene in NYC- the pantheon of creativity, naughtiness, and a fuck
of a good time. Everyone had "their" 80s- some went the Metal route, some went the Debbie
Gibson/Tiffany mall rat route, others went the new wavey art school route
and hung Psych Furs posters in their suburban rooms. Some were doing the
Gordon Gecko. I knew which avenue I wanted to take at a very young age- I
wanted to hop the first bus to downtown New York and dance.

I can recall sitting in my room in Philadelphia, dreaming about New York
City. I was reading the original Details at that time published by a
visionary Annie Flanders and oft chronicled by uber nightlife columnist
Stephen Saban- way ahead of her time and a media cyclone in the 80s. I would
get lost in pictures of New York nightlife luminaries and dream of the day
when I too could hang out with John Sex, Dianne Brill, and Rudolf at places
like The Mudd Club, Danceteria, and Area. It was all so very provocative and
fun and inspired. The way all good nightlife should be.

I loved how the downtown club scene included artists, celebrities,
degenerates- all were welcome as long as you could bring something fabulous
to the table. I was well aware that something very vital and liberating was
happening in Manhattan, and I was missing it. I knew that this whole
movement was a reaction to the uber gluttony of the Reagan era- that the
Boeskys, Steinbergs, and Milkens were the impetus for a lot of this
behavior, if not a reaction to its tackiness. I was well aware that
throughout time, New York served as a petri dish for trends- it was a real
yin/yang of culture- some went one way but there was always room for the
other way- the counter way- and I wanted in. It was clear these bright young
things were having a lot better of a time than I was. And they didn't give a
shit what people thought. To a dark teen such as myself, this was grossly

I also read a lot of Michael Musto for the Voice and pondered a much more
glam existence- away from the Iroc-Zs of my high school, the bad denim
jackets, the mullets. I yearned to be part of this gorgeous coterie of high
glam goodness. I didn't know at the time that one day I would indeed end up
there- spending many nights pinching myself, knowing that I was having the
time of my life. Area would be no more, Danceteria gone, Basquiat dead.
Alas, my 80s were spent only reading about the people I wanted to hang out
with, while I wondered how much longer I could put up with being a teen in
what I had decided was a second (or third) rate town. On any given night,
you could run into a great artist (think Kenny Scharf, Keith Haring,
Basquiat), a total character (John Sex, Suzanne Bartsch, Musto) or a hot
model like Jerry Hall. It was magical and beautiful from where I sat. And
looking back at some of these photos, it surely was. I wonder what the 80s
was for some of you, and if you were too wee to know what was happening at
that time, what would they be? XO

People are afraid to merge on freeways in Los Angeles...

That's one of the best opening lines of all time, right? It's from "Less
Than Zero" written by Bret Easton Ellis, the poster child for 80s excess and
Gen X nihilism. When I read this book in high school, it spoke to me very
loudly (used to stare at the cover all the time too).

It was a book that had a whole new voice- much the way past generations had
"Catcher in the Rye", so did we have Clay and his displeasure with the
commercial trappings of wealth and the conspicuous consumption of the 80s.
His use of imagery from fashion and music of the time was super vivid- can't
seem to get that image of Elvis Costello's Trust poster (the title of the
book is a Costello song) that hung over Clay's bed in the book. A
contemporary of Jay McInerney and Tama Janowitz (arguably the first to
reveal a "Sex and the City" type character in Slaves of New York), these
literary lovelies were cooler than cool and were my heroes for their brave
take on pop culture, youth, debauchery, and everything in between. Easton
Ellis went on to write books like "The Rules of Attraction" and "American
Psycho"- also amazing but no other work in his canon could sum up his
generation like this book. It is a raw look at youth feeling the effects of
video games, punk, drugs, advertising, and boredom.

Most likely you have seen the film version with a young Downey (kind of
playing himself), McCarthy as Clay and and a cute and young Jamie Gertz
(Also not to be missed is a very creepy James Spader as a drug dealer/pimp).
But if for some reason you missed out on this book, it's worth picking up.
XO to Bret for writing this as a very young man and nailing this time in
American youth culture. Will always remember this book as one of the greats.

In lieu of a proper 80s post...

Last week, I had all intentions of penning a proper 80s treatise in honor of
Corey Haim. The moment passed and I got distracted by Balmain and some other
random stuff. What is there to really say about the 80s anyway that hasn't
been said? Baggy clothes, eyeliner, Limahl- well, you know.

Lots of you were there and if you weren't, you too have probably danced
around to Joy Division and cried a bit inside just like the rest of us.
Anyway, here is Douglas Coupland's house in Vancouver, featured in the New
York Times style joint in August. Doug penned "Generation X", the
quintessential road map to a highly sought out generation by both marketers
and MTV alike. The book was evidence that something real was happening to
those of us who grew up playing with Rubik's cubes and donning asymmetrical
haircuts. I wish I had written about disenfranchised youth- perhaps I could
live in a midcentury modern surrounded by Damien Hirsts and cool toys too.

Happy Saturday

This boudoir assemblage has me craving breakfast in bed. So sweet. Love the
heart shaped family polaroids. Enjoy a blissful, waffle filled, lovely
Saturday wherever you may be resting your head today. XO


So I wasn't going to post anything today cause I am lazy, reeling from a fun
evening out (into the wee hours) with some friends. But then I saw this
Balmain show and it perked me up. Like a lot. Yes yes- it was almost a week
ago that this show went down (forgive the slow mo reporting), but good Lord
these clothes are fucking delicious and have no expiration date. If I could
eat them I would. And if I could wear them? Well, I'd do that too. Total
ridiculously rock star hotness on a Friday afternoon in Boulder, Colorado.


I am pondering the death of Corey Haim and feeling super bummed about it. A
lot of kids from my generation didn't make it- Hollywood fucked them up and
for that I am immensely sad. Corey was a dreamboat while I was growing up,
as was a young River Phoenix. I'm brewing up a true 80s post for tomorrow
but for today here is the album art and song list from "The Lost Boys"
soundtrack, which I was completely obsessed with back in the day (the film
features an unforgettable singing bathtub performance by young Corey) .
Jason Patric looking pretty fetch on the cover too...as well as a young Jami
Gertz and snarly Kiefer. Go forth and download somehwere...it's a gem.

The New Factory

More than a wink or a nod to Avedon's famous shots of Warhol's Factory
posse- more like a downright homage. Check out Mikael Jansson's photos in
this month's "Interview" magazine story on designer Alexander Wang. I love
love love Alexander Wang- he'd be my default designer in a desert island
scenario, if the desert island was urban, gritty, raw, and tough. (The
island of Manhattan perhaps?)

These kids look gorgeous and cool and sexy, much like the original Factory
posse shot back in the day by the one and only Avedon- check out his photo
(last one attached). History always repeats itself when it comes to fashion-
that's one of the reasons I love it so- it's fun to catch the references
each season, as the players change and the "it" crowd gets younger and
sexier, the respect for the heroes and original tastemakers remain. The one
constant is that cool is timeless, and these new photos capture that
perfectly. Awesome.

Oscar Fashion Round up

Happy Monday to you all...in what is the Super Bowl of movie star fashion,
the Oscars were a good game, but will not go down as one of the memorable
events of the sport of fashion. There were some standout looks for sure, and
I am LOVING the return of some curves to the red carpet and the return of
the hourglass silhouette in general with less skeletors. (Except for James
Cameron's wife- she really should eat something and maybe put on a little
eyeliner). It was a night of strapless and more strapless (all that Santa
Monica yoga paid off in spades), and old glamour had a real moment on the
crimson carpet this year. Overall, the stars did not disappoint, though I
sort of miss the wackiness of Oscars past...where is the Cher in Bob Mackie?
The Lara Flynn Boyle as crazed Lolita Ballerina? Well at least we had Babs
in a crazy lace ascot and tux- what was that about? Anyway, let's do the
fashion roll call here...very bummed nobody did McQueen...was counting on that.

Zoe Saldana- Zoe is a fashion girl through and through- she has real fun
with clothes and a passion for couture. This Givenchy confection did not
disappoint, loved loved the colors, the shoes, the beautiful work on the top
half of the dress. Just stunning beyond belief- she has an amazing body for
clothes and she never disappoints. Love her confidence- if it was possible
to make a showstopper dress like this feel subtle, she did so through her
elegance and grace.

Carey Mulligan- Good on you, Carey. Your Prada number suited your vaguely
retro, Mia Farrow vibe, but also looked comfortable and fun without being
stiff or serious. I would rock this dress in a heartbeat. Expect loads of
copies of this look.

Demi Moore- Atelier Versace. Gorgeous. She looked like dessert. In a good
way. I wonder if Rachel Zoe is still dressing her?

Kate Winslet- Hmm. I was not a huge fan of this one- yes it was pretty and
elegant and sophisticated but it was so so boring. Also sort of felt mother
of the bridey/wedding matron to me. YSL is gorgeous and so is Kate, but
think she could have done better, even if this was not really her night in
terms of Oscar nods.

Sandra Bullock- You already know how I feel about this chick. She's fun. She
likes to eat burgers. She simply looks better in jeans than this silver
Marchesa- yes the hair was pretty, the red lip classic, and the dress
stunning. But I still feel she looks out of place in fancy clothes- would
much rather see her in a strong silhouette a la Donna Karan than super girly
dresses. I may be in the minority here, but I find Marchesa overrated. Just
not a huge fan- a bit too girly and princessy for my tastes.

Rachel McAdams- Rachel looked amazing in Elie Saab- this dress was all that-
looked comfortable, loved the ruching up top, loved the folky glam vibe of
it- she looked fab. What a gorgeous girl.

Cameron Diaz- I always look forward to Cameron's dresses. I love her quirky
California, laid back fun style. Have always loved her for it but this dress
felt way too traditional for her. Yes Oscar is an amazing designer, but for
the ladies who lunch set- I like when Cameron goes more boho. Not a fan.

Kristin Stewart- Oh my. Kristin looked stunning in this Monique Lhullier
gown- navy color was gorgeous and her bod looked incredible. Still she
looked like she wanted to throw up the whole time- just wish she would enjoy
herself more. She is such a Debbie Downer- in a dress like that, she had
reason to smile.

Jenny from the block- Gorgeous in Armani Prive. Not really my kind of
dress- so hard to wear and very structured, but she rocked it. That straight
neckline on strapless not so easy either, but she gave great dress last
night- plain and simple.

Meryl Streep- Who is cooler than Meryl? That woman is a blessing. She wore a
dress that suited her in every way- designed by Chris March of "Project
Runway" fame. I loved the ease of this dress- to me, fashion is about
wearing clothes that make you feel beautiful yes, but also highlight your
best features and allow you to feel comfortable in your own skin. Meryl, I
love you. You know who you are and you are a true inspiration.

Miley Cyrus- OK this dress by Jenny Peckham was really something. Her bod
looked gorgeous. The dress was very high style with its lingerie/corseted
bodice (lingerie a big trend for spring) and flowy skirt. But still- this
girl is wayyyy too young to wear clothes like this- you need to earn a dress
like this, and I felt the top was way tight. And she is beyond annoying so
really hard to embrace her in the fashion world or any other place for that

Amanda Seyfried- This girl had an amazing Armani Prive on- but that straight
strapless neckline felt a little too Elizabethan for me- more like a costume
than event dressing. And she takes herself wayyyy too seriously- felt like
this was her "serious actress" dress and that's why it didn't really work
for me. Yes the dress was special, but didn't move me.

Diane Kruger- I heart you, DK in your haute couture Chanel. This girl is
built for fashion and has so much fun with it- she was able to carry this
tricky dress with so much style and ease- just love her look and her love
for clothes always comes through on the red carpet. Some found it
overwrought, but I loved it.

SJP- Of all the dresses SJP- this one? Really? I felt this dress overpowered
her- the hair was kind of fun, but why did she need all this dress? She is
so teeny tiny- why would she need all of "this"? Can you imagine having
every designer at your disposal and being able to wear whatever you want and
you wear this? Ech. No.

Big shout out to Nicole Richie in that pretty vintage dress I would just
love to wear- girl knows her style inside and out and rocked it last night
for sure. I love an evening gown that slips on like that- the type of dress
you can rock barefoot. Love love love. She is an amazing style star and
loved that she was only showing some back- shows how you can be kind of

All in all, I say Meryl, Rachel, and Zoe rocked it the hardest...hope you
enjoyed watching- the show was beyond a clunker but its really all about the
fashion, n'est ce pas? XO