NYFW dump.

That old thing?

3.1 Philip Lim

Band of Outsiders

Dsquared

J.Crew

Opening Ceremony

Rodarte

Thakoon Addition

Style.com.

Isabel López-Quesada.

Desire to Inspire.

Barracuda.

First in a series: re-hashing inspirational phases from the past 8 months.

For one of my classes this spring, I had to conceive a line of clothing based on a memory from my past.    I ultimately aborted this idea for something else, because I didn't have the time to explore this idea to the depth I would have liked.  I'm keeping this one in the bank for a future collection idea.

Since I was young, I was always captivated by this mental picture I had of a late 1970's "bad girl".  Feeding into this picture are the androgynous little Kristy McNichol, the senior girls from Dazed and Confused, and a lot of stories my mom told me about being in high school.

As a look it's boyish but sexualized, but it's the attitude that's key.

Watch this space.

Reunited and it feels so good.

Was it NOVEMBER I was drooling over Michelle Obama?  It feels like only yesterday.

Well things are a lot different around here than they were in November... the basketball court outside my window is standing room only, the sounds of reggae and the smell of barbeques and weed smoke are wafting in the air, and men's shirts seem to be in short supply if all the male toplessness is anything to go by.  Summer in the city.

Since November, all my oversharing has been funneled into classes at MassArt, where I'm studying fashion design... but the two-ish people who used to read this blog (Mom, and someone else) have voiced their displeasure, and I missed it also.  There's so much crap, I mean inspiring images, on my desktop and they've got to go somewhere...