I certainly don’t need prescription glasses, but I find these Miu Miu ones to a perfect finishing touch to my most simple of looks. Plus, my boyfriend adores when I wear glasses for fun. Anyways, when I’m shooting, I’m always on the lookout for new spots in my neighborhood of Dumbo, Brooklyn. I just discovered this very lonely basketball court just hugging the Manhattan Bridge. It has suddenly become one of my go-to locations. It’s desolate in the winters… a calming place to sit and zen out, but I’m sure once summer comes it’ll be packed again with all of the badass Brooklyn cool kids, slinging their backpacks over the fence, putting out their cigarettes. I tend to pass it as I’m hopping off the subway station at York Street almost everyday now just to take a peek and avoid afternoon rush hour. This day I had accents again of my favorite hue, red. A Jill Stuart suede midi skirt, and darling leopard shoes by Frances Valentine. It’s nice taking the quiet route home, here in one of the most beautiful neighborhoods in New York.
It’s very Janis Joplin of me to go for this stellar crochet pant suit by Anna Sui for NYFW. I always go for the most outrageous outfit, can’t you tell? It’s just like my personality. Outspoken, a little out there, no filter. And I love myself some serious FLOWER POWER. Never in my life have I owned a pantsuit with this many pleats. This much lace! This much embroidery! Imagine how much work went into making this ensemble. Applaud to queen Anna Sui. I adore this woman. My excitement for the last show during NYFW is always hers. My heart stops a little when I see floral mini dresses mixed with cowboy boots and glittery vests. I swoon over anything with a psychedelic velvet print that could easily come out of a rainbow. When I think of her, I think of Mick Jagger. Jimi Hendrix. Heart. Stevie Nicks. Growing up, they were all I listened to. All I wanted to identify with. It’s what made me want to sing. To pick up a guitar. It’s influenced my photography. It’s even influenced the way I like my pants hemmed. The messy bangs and dark lipstick. Singing on stage so deeply, you can see the sweat dripping off their faces with every moan and groan. I admire the passion for music of the 70’s that I’ll continue to live through it and learn more about it with my wild ass outfits and record player. Thanks Dad for handing me down your knowledge on really good music…and style. To always be a rockstar.
Better yet, I’ll continue to live through the 70’s with Anna.
PUT ON YOUR BOOTS AND LISTEN TO THIS:
Magic Man by Heart
The Battle of Evermore by Led Zeppelin
Miss June ’75 by The Brian Jonestown Massacre
Little Wing by Jimi Hendrix
Loving Cup by The Rolling Stones
Anemone by The Brian Jonestown Massacre
People are Strange by The Doors
Ramble On by Led Zeppelin
Smells like Teen Spirit by Patti Smith