My hate affair with TOMS “shoes” is well documented. I mean, they just forced me to use my most despised so-called literary device of using quotes to imply so-called {see what I did there?} because clearly these fucking things are not shoes.
That being said, they’ve done a collaboration with my beloved The Row and it’s making me feel real like Newt Gingrich must have felt when Candace came out of the closet {what up ’90s political reference}. Whose side do I take?
My boyfriend told me the other day that what initially attracted him to me was that I was “sassy.” This montage keeps playing in my head {behind the scenes version here, y’all}.
A lovely patient at my work brought in a grocery bag full of fresh veggies and herbs from her garden. I roasted up some potatoes, yellow squash and tomatoes with the fresh basil. Added only a drizzle of olive oil, salt, pepper and a few smashed heads of garlic. I can honestly say they were the best roasted veggies I’ve ever had.
{Sorry about my foot in the first pic}
I went to BAM last night to see the Tribe doc which was followed by a brief yet insightful Q&A with it’s director Michael Rapaport. The film was great especially for a fangirl like myself. I would’ve liked to have seen a bigger focus on the creation of their legendary music instead of the interpersonal relationships. But when there’s that much turmoil behind the scenes {kidney transplants and an alluded-to physical altercation}, I get why it was more “Life” and less “Beats and Rhymes.”
After the movie and the Q&A, I stalked Rapaport to the lobby and got a picture with him {after patiently waiting for him to finish his conversation with Mick Boogie *swooooooon*}.
Yay, puns! So, I went to the Met on my birthday to see the McQueen exhibit. It was way more intense that I thought it was going to be. I imagined it just to be rows of mannequins in various McQueen creations. Turns out there’s a whole multi-media aspect to it with screens showing past runway shows {the most famous being the Kate Moss hologram from f/w ’06} and then the corresponding pieces below them. There was creepy music which made the whole experience even more bizarre but in the best way possible. It was like a haunted fashion house. So fantastic and I highly recommend anyone in NYC to go see it {it’s been extended to August 7, I believe}. There’s books and postcards and t-shirts and other crap you can buy. I settled on a miniature version of the armadillo shoe. Super cute on my bookshelf.
These earrings came in the mail yesterday. The package was addressed to me and I have no idea who they are from. Leigh, maybe? SHOW YOURSELF !!!
The more Jeremy Scott keeps putting these shoes out, the more the posts just keep writing themselves.
I’ve been obsessing over this bathing suit for years. I never thought I’d ever get my hands on one {even after trolling eBay for it every day … seriously every day}. Of course now it shows up online and I get it just in time for my first summer NOT spent in Florida. Anyway, here it is, KAWS x Married to the MOB:
Swatch Dogs and Diet Cokeheads 