Friday, January 23, 2009
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Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Irony is...
When your new turtleneck arrives in the mail, but as you go to pick it up from the lobby of your apartment, the sun comes out and shines gloriously over the entire Bay Area.
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Labels: life
Monday, January 12, 2009
Cyndi Was Right
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Labels: j'adore, shoes, womenswear
Friday, January 09, 2009
Modern Times
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Thursday, January 08, 2009
WANT WANT WANT: Leather High-tops
Oh sweet Jesus, please let me win this auction. I have been wanting these bad boys for almost a year now and I finally have a pair within my grasp.
In recent years, Diet Butcher Slim Skin has become pretty well known for their high-tops. Yeah, sure, everyone raves about the Lanvin ones, the Rick Owens ones, the Balenciaga ones, and (but of course) the Raf Simons ones. But for me, these are what sneakers really ought to be. The past few seasons have seen DBSS making high-gloss patent sneakers, metallic foiled sneakers, and some super-sleek horse-leather ones.
But for me, the distressed deerskins from two years ago will always be the holy grail of sneakerdom. Everything about these are just right: the extra-long laces, the careful distressing, the padded ankle, the oversized zipper-pull. Perfect. Now I just have to cross my fingers and hope that nobody snatches these from me at the last second.
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Labels: sneakers, want want want
Sunday, January 04, 2009
WANT WANT WANT: To Smell Like Laundry
They call him Marcus circa 10:53 AM 1 comments