CLAPTON IS GOD. And apparently always prepared, please note the spare cig tucked between guitar strings. Not usually a Phil Collins fan (thank you, sister), but I can tolerate if he’s getting it done on the drums for EC as he is here. Let it Rain is an upbeat love tune, but meant quite literally for my Rose City Pose-rs this week. Natch!
My writing is at a bit of a crossroads (keeping with the Clapton theme). The Neat Sheet has all but vanished from the interwebz world, leaving me confused and worried. My emails have gone unanswered and yes, I did check to see if it was just a pass-agress way of telling me to bugger off. Hmmm…. needless to say, January goal #1 will be finding another outlet. I was just starting to feel in the groove with it all and felt so lucky to meet the ladies I was able to interview. Who knows, maybe it will liven up again in 2011?
Personally, I am rollin and tumblin (Clapton) along, heading home to the Midwest in exactly a week. Looking forward to family time and wintery weather. It is always a bit stressful, making time to say hello to old friends (Clapton) but also ensuring that the majority of my visit is spent hanging with the family. Still debating whether to take my computer with me… mostly because I doubt PoseCity parentals know their wireless password, but also because I think it will be nice to take a few days off. I’ll keep my faithful updated! PoseCity >>> CircleCity?
Yesterday I saw Black Swan with two lovely lady friends. I have had mega ladywood for this movie for several reasons and could not wait to see if it lived up to my expectations. OMG… INTENSE. My stomach was clenched the whole time. I cannot give too much away, but I will say that the costumes were incredible, the lezzy scene was brief, and I still have a lot of questions. I didn’t loooooove it but it was definitely worth my time and $8 motherfin .50.
In fashion news, I just stumbled upon this gem about the Sartorialist. Please be sure to watch the video, it is super short and narrated by the Sartorialist himself, Scott Schuman. I am a huge fan of his blog and the fact that he is from Indiana [We Hoosiers have to stick together, as per Vonnegut]! I find it interesting that he primarily considers the photographic composition over the fashion statement, as most people would categorize his blog as a study in street style. Follow me:
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Also from my NYT buds, a great homage to lace as the detail of late. YAY!!!! So sexy, so revealing, yet subdued. Le sigh…so great, I can’t stand it (ok, last one)!!!
And finally, I know you are wondering who I think looked good or bad out and about over the weekend. Let the wait end:
I know nada about Crown Princess Victoria of Sweden except that SHE’S A BABE! What a dress. Royal garb has always been whimsically appealing to me and seeing these photos only serves as reinforcement.
Was this Kate Bosworth’s home-ec project gone wrong?! WTH??
Big surprise, FLOTUS looked amazingly festive for the “Christmas in Washington” concert. She does not miss.
Ok Pose-ys, stay fresh this week. Nobody knows you when you’re down and out (LAST ONE FOR REAL THIS TIME) and lookin a mess!
Happy December, kittens. The last few weeks of 2010.. mind blown! It is now within this strange three week window when Christmas tunes do not annoy me and the “Folk Holidays” station on Pandora streams nightly. A shitty cover of River came on said station last night and I immediately went to my itunes to listen to the original, only to realize that in the Great Data Transfer of July 2010, none of my Joni made it to my new computer. Gasp! Oversight immediately corrected. This is one of my favorite “not really a Christmas song Christmas songs” [see also King’s Crossing by Elliott Smith and the entire Little Women soundtrack]. I remember it playing as BG and I drove across Idaho at night during my own Oregon Trail migration, two years ago this week. Always makes me tear up a little, it’s just so gosh darn purdy.
This week has been cray cray. I participated in the Jingle Bell Run 5K this morning and it felt so. good. to. move. To use my body. To feel the spirit of the crowd. Cold air is invigorating, cleansing in my lungs. The course took all 3,000+ of us along Naito Pkwy, meaning I got the chance to say “Good Mornin” to almost all of my Willamette bridge buddies. SWOON. Am mega grateful for Portland, for races, for the foxy lady running in front of me wearing red fishnets, booty shorts and an elf hat [note to self: must step up race day ensemble next year].
Work was the main stressor for me this week. I’ve felt equal parts excitement, nervousness and disappointment as a result of a promotion. I know it is for the best, however I cannot help but feel taken advantage of in many ways. I’ve struggled with resentment and jealousy towards other co-workers, but ultimately I need to NUT UP and realize that some things are never going to change in my current place of employment and be grateful to have a job period. I must focus on this new role and take as much out of it as I can so someday I can move on and be compensated fairly (blogging doesn’t pay the bills, kids). End rant.
Aside from knowing that photographic evidence has surfaced confirming the budding romance between Taylor Swift and Jakey G [he’s dead to me], I am way behind on my news this week. I was planning on seeing Black Swan today, but alas, it doesn’t open in PDX until next week. Am hoping to get some gift shopping done today and must carbo load/take bath in sanitizer for my inagural trip to the G’will bins tomorrow with K & S.
Buuuut, I couldn’t let a post go by without some fashion talk! Behold…
In an effort to make us all feel better about ourselves, Ms. Berry stepped out in this shiny mess, reminding the world that even she can hit the stylish skids sometimes.Leighton Meester demonstrates how NOT to don menswear:
YSL documentary?! Can’t wait!!! Plus, I think I could watch just about anything if it were narrated in French… c’est magnifique!
This dress is unbelievable:
Truly a work of art! The print reminds me of dishes and also this Roberto Cavalli number:
Love ’em both.
Ah, yes, all is right in Pose-land. Off to enjoy this cold, sunny Sunday. Wishing you well in making your list, checking it twice and picking the perfect shopping ensemble. Hearts!
It should be no secret to my faithful reeders that I *heart* the 90’s [paging VH1], but I’d forgotten the babe-a-liciousness of Ms. Shirley Manson, perfectly highlighted by dark lighting and thigh-high boots [whoa dang] in this vid. Great tune, enjoy!
Now, on to the happs:
Big PoseCity congrats to Ms. Nina Garcia, PR judge extraordinaire on the arrival of her babe over the weekend [please note, announced via Twatter]. I am not one to applaud procreation, but Nina seems like such a lovely example of a working mom having kiddos later in life while still maintaining a successful career. Bravo (meant as an accolade, not a reference to her former TV network, WINK)!
Egads! Who doesn’t want to view Tim Gunn’s favorite fashion photos?! Nina’s colleague shares with us, his adoring public, some of the pictures that make him swoon. Great picks and commentary, TG! Check out more wonderful slideshows from the LIFE mag peeps here.
I do not recall where I found this video featuring artist David Hockney, but I have been following the press he has gotten for his ipad drawings ever since the new fangled contraption was released. Mr. Hockney is one of my favorites, and as somewhat of a ‘techtard’ myself (thanks for the term, SB), I salute his embrace of new media. Who says you cannot create an exhibition full of mounted ipads featuring finger drawings?!
You go girl!
SOMEHOW, I happened to miss this gem from my pals at Refinery29. HILAR! Mucho thanks to the one who brought this to my attention. Am waiting for the release of the PoseCity handbag, an homage to my musings by Mr. Marc J [breath not being held].
O to the MG… must venture out doors. Am becoming one with my couch and honey, bed sores are never in style. Hope your holiday shopping has commenced and been successful. I cannot seem to shop for anyone other than myself. This must change..
t-minus 3 weeks until home!
Beaut from PJ’s No Code. If you haven’t noticed, I am trying to include a tune in every post. Most often, it’s the music playing whilst I write, or just a song that I’ve had on repeat. Hope it makes yer ears happy frappy.
In blog-related news, I want to make my site better, more organized, easier to navigate. I want more people to read. I want specific content to be housed in one place. Desired improvements are possible, I just do not know WordPress well enough to make them happen at this moment. Seeking help. Results pending..
Once again, it is nast outside today! Must be winter in the Rose City. In such instances, putting ‘Calm Radio’ on itunes and reading on the couch about my heroine, Louisa May Alcott, for hours seems inevitable [and also like I am age 78+]. Have combatted potential all day hermitage with the following images of goodness. Enjoy, kittens!
From V Magazine’s “Who Cares About Age?” issue. Um, not me if this is what awaits over the hill.
When I purchased Loud from itunes, it included a “digital booklet,” the contents of which I just discovered today. It is super great to have the album artwork, but it also seems like another sign that compact discs are near demise, no? I did catch a vid of my love’s AMA performance last night…*grumbles of discontent/confusion*… but since we are focusing on the positive in this post, I must not comment [burn!].
Is this for real?! A report, per NYT, that new Celine accessories will be wrapped up like candy when purchased. Talk about sweet packaging! As if buying something from Celine wouldn’t already send my insulin levels through the roof.
Hope all them photos made yer insides all warm and sunny. In keeping with my ‘Money Is Not Real’ life motto [see also: ‘The Bigger The Hair The Closer To God’ & ‘Fake It Till You Make It’], I plan on visiting the ohsocharming Palace today- 15% off on Mondays, I mean, how can I resist?! This after dropping a ridic amount of $$$ at Folly yesterday on an amazing, super warm sweater with pockets. It is essentially a blanket that can be worn in public. Love button! Special thanks x 10 to Sarah for the VIP treatment. Misooo lucky.
“Rainy days and Mondays always get me down..” – Shut up, Carpenters! Go forth and prosper, Pose-rs. Until next time..
On a big Outkast kick right now, hope ya can dig on it, too.
Speaking of, talk about major boner-kill: you pick up a CD [Aquemini] from the hold shelf at the library, one that you’ve no doubt been waiting patiently for, then getting home and realize it is a “CLEAN” version. Um, what?! I wasn’t aware those were still made. Ugg…gross! Seems so wrong to censor like that. Reminds me of when Wal-Mart would not carry Nirvana’s In Utero unless “Rape Me” was edited.
Damn! “Gee, whiz!!!”
Oh mah lordy, so much going on and, per us, I feel so behind. I must resign myself to the fact that I will most likely never feel completely caught up and aware of all that is happening in the style/entertainment world. I am so sorry to break this news to my faithful….must counteract all negative energy with FASHION! GO!
Tiny bun in teeny oven: RZ confirms preggo rumors, obvi relying on Twatter to spread the joyous news. Bet that womb is littered with venti Starfucks cups and bug-eye sunglasses.
You’re too kind: Check out these tricked out friendship bracelets from Frieda and Nellie. Badass! And yes, I will accept multiple versions as holiday presents. You can finally scratch “Favorite Fashion Blogger” off your gift list. YER WELCOME.
Kate Moss gets big honor from Vogue: ‘Best Dressed Woman o’ the Decade’ does have a nicer ring than ‘Cocaine Kate.’ I cannot argue with this accolade. Miss Moss is fabu, even in wellies and bum-exposing hot pants!
CFDA/Vogue Fashion Fund Awards: They happened. On Monday. These people looked good. I want to go.
Thank you, Betsey Facebook and free overnight shipping! xo
More Miss Berry goodness:
Gah! Perfection yet again.
And this was actually worn. In public:
Had to end on a laugh. Just makes me sleep better.
Until next post, ponder this… if a major life announcement is made and no one Tweets it, has it really happened?!
PoseCity: Posing bodies AND challenging questions since 2K10.
Hello my dears! Sigh… a heavy heart befalls me on the eve of my work week. The last hour or two have been the only times where it seems like I have stopped moving the whole weekend and I am left with my thoughts….which happen to be all over the place at the moment. This Nada Surf song sounds the way I feel. It’s probs not helpful to use one sense to describe another, but hopefully you understand. And if not, go read Perez Hilton cuz you dumb!
Sassy tonight! Sheesh! But onward I write, as even amid all the weird teenage emo in my head right now, there is much good news to report from PoseCity. After a two year hiatus [and roughly two thousand cups of coffee], my teeth are clean and sparkly post-dentist visit. I scored a fedora-style hat from Urban for only $4.99. I caught up with a great friend over a bottle of vino, which incidentally cost less than my hat. I might have pre-orderd the new Rihanna album [YES!]. And in the best news of the weekend, I had another surreal experience on assignment for The Neat Sheet yesterday.
My Neat People (or Neat Peeps as I like to call it) feature this time profiles jewelry designer Ms. Betsy Cross, the brains and brawn behind the betsy & iya [bet-see & eye-uh] accessories line. I’d unknowingly seen Betsy’s work all over town, specifically at two of my favorite local shops, Radish Underground and Tender Loving Empire. I had the privilege of interviewing her in betsy & iya’s newly expanded showroom and studio in NW Portland. The grand opening of the space is this coming Friday, thus the reason for my piece.
In conducting my research on Sunday morning, I knew that Betsy and I would hit it off. I had a smile on my face the whole time I was reading her blog and her website, whether due to the beauty of her colorful creations or the way reading her words made me feel like she was in the room with me [mega compliment!]. You’ll have to wait for the full interview…..oh the suspense!……but my Pose-y VIPs deserve some sort of sneak preview. I cannot wait to attend the party on Friday and get my mf-ing SHOP ON.
I really hope to keep in touch with Betsy. Her and her husband Will had such a positive energy and I was so flattered at how they treated lil ol’ me [and kept my coffee mug full to the brim! wee!]. They were so enthusiastic about the interview and Betsy was very responsive to all my questions. Their relationship is one of true collaboration and is what I aspire to have in a mate someday. Please check out her blog, it is so charming and well-written. If I was the recommending type, [which BTW I am] I also suggest keeping up with betsy & iya on almighty Facespace. Points for spotting the status update mentioning an interview [which was done BY ME!!!!!!].
The draft is off to the magician, hope it goes up by Thursday. Stay tuned!
Betsy’s designs are inspired by the collision of opposite ideas into one beautiful object. The joining of old and new, vintage and DIY, in an effort to create uniqueness and showcase personality. So much of life is found in the crux of opposing forces. Finding the middle ground, the uniting aspects is where all that beauty and personality becomes unearthed.
Allow yourself space to sit with the thoughts that get lost in the shuffle. It can be uneasy to suddenly be alone and forced to deal with decisions or actions that are tinged with regret. Combine all that scary stuff with all the good news in yer lives and that’s what it’s all about. That’s where I find myself, at least. See you there?
Until next time…imma let you finish, but PoseCity has the foxiest readers around. BAM.
“When I don’t write, I feel my world shrink. I lose my fire, my color.” -Anais Nin
Wise words that are ringing true for me this week. I feel my fire is dim and my color muted over the past few days. Just a little zapped, that’s all. Work= in front of a screen, static, tied to a desk, a phone, a keyboard… but not able to use any of those resources for joyous tasks, but rather ones that make me feel like a drone. I went to a fancy party last night with lots of pretty people. I had on flowery suspenders. I drank free wine that made my belly warm and my cheeks flush. I indulged in a Swishy Sweet or two [vice alert]. I scribbled in my journal romantically, something about only wanting to look at beautiful things, to surround myself with that which gives me sensory pleasure, like stepping into a world crafted in manner of the jewelry shelf in my apartment [the happiest spot I know]. Tipsy musings, funny in hindsight.
I do feel behind in my interwebz reading, but I will share a few things from my week thus far.
This song is on repeat in #5. I like it a lot, but the vid is lacking. It’s all down hill after the dude/shadow lady make-out session. LAME. I know nothing about this band? performer? person? but I suspect it is somewhat of the hipster variety. Yeah yeah, judge away.
But don’t Be a Tactless Bitch! Funny. And backhanded compliments are for the spineless! [see also: quite effective].
WhoCaresAboutThisAward Show fashion: CMAs were last night? A few nights ago? Like I said, who gives a fuzz?! Especially when country stars insist on looking like this..
Ug, ick, ack, this spectacle is making me sound like ‘Cathy’! Yikes x 10. But let’s be real, no one expects these people to bring it, and I do not want to be mean anymore (tonight). So moving on..
In other news: Halle Berry is not human.
What is she, like 22? No.. past 40? GD!! Bravo for looking sexy but not like you’re trying to be Miley’s bestie.
Ah, deep sigh… the fire is gaining gusto and the color is slowly seeping in… I feel better already. Thanks for coming along, Pose-rs! Also, special thanks to people.com for apparently sponsoring this post, me love you long time!
Veterans of wars get a national holiday; veterans of good style get blog space. Land of the free, home of the foxy!
Obvi, I love me some Ri Ri (hello, have you been reading lately or what?!). The music vid for her latest single makes me so happy. I know it is a bit over the top…how many shots of her, arms wide, belting from a rock/tulip field/fireworks-speckled sky can there be?!…but a visual delight nonetheless. The haziness of the lighting makes the edges of objects blurry and the shots seem to radiate warmth. Only Rihanna can bring technicolor balloons to the desert and make a giant pink flower stand inexplicably alone in a field, all while twirling about daintily and making the whole spectacle look normal/effortless.
OH, and can we discuss the outfits?! DAY-UM. Even though this little number does not show nearly as much skin when compared to some of her other videos and performances, it is still quite sexy. I especially love the white bustier top and the sparkly headband. And her hair. Makes me want to go red tomorrow. Just might. Stay tuned. WINK.
Now that we’ve indulged our sweet tooth with some candy coated Ri Ri, on to more… well…..on to C. Love.
A woman who needs no intro (see how I struggled with that transition up there?!), this NYT profile seeks to portray CL not as the Queen of Cray Cray we all know and love, but as a fashionista, calling attention to her style prowess and industry connections. I really don’t care what incarnation of Courtney is in the news these days, just as long as she stays around. She’s entertainment at it’s kookiest. Showing up for an interview late, naked and “slightly drunk”….I mean, would you expect anything less from her? LIKE!
In other news, time to ‘Fall Back’ this evening. I am not looking forward to it being dark when I get off work, but I am looking forward to an extra hour of sleep tonight. Time seems so arbitrary whenever these switches come around!
I am also looking forward to apartment sitting this weekend. I’m telling myself it is a stay-cation: the buzz word from a few summers ago when, at the height of the recession, families could not afford to take trips too far from home, so they learned to visit unexplored attractions in their own towns. Then, of course I am scolding myself for using the word ‘stay-cation’ where someone else might read and know that I used it. I’m from the ‘burbs, leave me alone!
Goodnight sweet peas. Make yer clocks turn back, make yer Pose-s fashion forward.
Happy Sunday, Pose-rs. Enjoying my weekend thus far, but also feeling a bit like hibernating all day in #5. Is it the rain? Is it the late night haze? Is it the fact that I’ve only had 8oz of espresso and it is almost noon?!
I’ve included my anthem of the morning for your listening and viewing enjoyment. The clip appears so dated, especially because Letterman looks so young (and so much like my father!). The idea of alone time has been on my mind a lot lately. Discussions with a close friend who does not enjoy time to themselves has led me to examine why I crave it so much in my own life. Why have I truly started to feel alive and self-sufficient only after moving into an apartment by myself? Why do I feel it absolutely necessary to be single right now? Am I trying to hide that which I find unacceptable or unworthy? Or is this just ‘classic me,’ overanalyzing thoughts till they are indecipherable instead of just letting them be felt? What is it that scares me about letting someone else in? Hmm…
This song really speaks to all of that and it comforts me. Now WZ’s ponytail is another story…
I suppose I should go interact with the living at some point today. I am noticing how often the public/private conversation has come up in my life, in my writing, on my blog. New rain coat and wellies are enough reason to head out and be seen, thank god for clothes!
Keep the internal a part of the external and always pose wisely.
Dino J guides this post, FYI:
My work week has come to a close [woot!] and my weekend will be glorious. My mom is en route and I am so excited to see her and have a “shadow” for the next two days. Nothing big planned, just want her to see how I live my life….and fund some groceries.
Some great stuff via my HuffPost friends today:
As I first wrote here (a month ago?! really?), I was very excited to learn that Takashi Murakami is exhibiting work in Versailles through December 12, 2010. Given the historical significance of the locale, however, controversy was bound to follow such a juxtapositional pairing. The artist himself addresses the issue head on in this piece, as well as providing seven new images of the exhibition [one of which is now my new background on my work computer LIKE!]. I agree with his assertion that one of art’s most principle roles today is to stir things up, challenge the status quo, serve as an igniter of conversations. Go ahead and put contemporary art in a sacred historical setting, why the fuzz not?! At the very least, it gets people talking about art, which goes back to that old saying “any publicity is good publicity.”
Also via HuffPost, an exciting announcement that Lesley M. M. Blume’s column, Let’s Bring Back will come to life in print on November 1! The article, featuring the lovely Josephine Baker, served as the first in a two-week showcase on Icons of Style, photos and writings about some of the “twentieth century’s seminal tastemakers, designers, and muses” all leading up to the celebration of Blume’s book release. Maybe I will finally learn why/when women stopped carrying those fancy compact cases I see in antique stores. Who’s pumped?! [arm raised]
And finally, I leave you with the following image of beauty…
Michelle Williams: Plain Jane Dawson’s alum-turned Red Carpet Pro. The woman cannot miss lately. And by lately I mean ever since her stunning turn at the 2006 Oscars below.
Sheesh, I just devote a post to her, right?! That first image of her coquettish look upwards? So adorbs. It is true that lace might be my favorite detail in the world right now, but I am not usually a fan of animal prints, especially when they are dubbed the trend for a season. Michelle proves that leopard can look classy, trends can be successfully mixed and that red is a way hotter color on a pixie shorn babe than on a carpet. Point, MW. Bravo!
Alright, PDX Taxi must depart soon. Bidding you farewell till next time!
Keep it equal parts lacy and racy!