leighton meester

Leighton Meester in UK Marie Claire December 2010
via Smile

wednesday: park life

precioussss

let it be

I'm tired of the world and the way it is. Everything is outworn and savourless. Everything is everywhere. Nothing seems special anymore. And life is a bit dull. Instead, I wish it could always be saturated. I want to live slow and enjoy it, make the possibly best out of it.

If it's FOOD, then let it be Pangasius, let it be golden roasted potatoes with rosemary, let it be baked apples with honey and caramelized nuts and sunflower seeds, let it be pomegranates, let it be Turkish Delight.

If it's MUSIC, then let it be Vivaldi, let it be Erik Satie, let it be a symphony rather than the regular pop hit of a nonsensical teenage superstar.

If it's CLOTHES, then let it be radzimir skirt, let it be silk blouses, let it be wool pants, let it be fitted jackets, let it be patterns of equestrian and jungle, let it be statement brooches.

If it's COLORS, then let it be charcoal grey, let it be midnight blue, let it be brick red, let it be moss green, let it be camel beige.

If it's FUN, then let it be dress-up, let it be dancing in the rain, let it be cotton candy, let it be riding a bike at night, let it be roadtrips to the middle of nowhere.

If it's RAIN, then let it be thunderstorm rather than drizzle.

If it's SNOW, then let it be the big fluffly snowflakes, let it be blizzard rather than sleet.

If it's FLOWERS, then let it be hydrangeas, let it be a rich set of peonies rather than the irksome metre-long blood red roses.

If it's a DATE, then let it be breaking in an observatory to stargaze, let it be a midnight picnic rather than the typical movie-and-popcorn.

If it's WORDS, then let it be "magnificent", let it be "lustrous", let it be "egregious" rather than "awesome" or "cool".

friday: sinologists do it better

mr nerd

It's after 10 pm and I'm in my room
with my headphones on, dancing
to Gob's Mr. Sandman like
a full-fledged nerd.
And I'm
in LOVE
with myself.

project: the grotesque bear

lanvin spring 2011

This is fashion heaven.

Heaven where Alber Elbaz is God.

That man is a genius. Again. Always.

elle.com

I think I just died a little

Dries Van Noten Fall 2010

style.com

dip your toes in paint and dance

My mother and I are exceptionally cool.
Our woollen socks are what makes us so.

decade in pictures

see more: pixcetera

dear amusement park

dear amusement park

behind the wall,

I despise your clanking and clicking,

squeaking and booming,

howling and pattering,

clinking and shouting,

your flashing lights and starry eyes,

and simply your pure existence.

I want to go and unplug you.

GG

The entire summer we waited for GG to come back, and now that it has and is going at full throttle (just look at the fight B. and S. put up in episode 3, both literally and figuratively), we die a little inside with each episode, because of the gorgeous clothes and the luxurious life (it's not always beautiful, okay, but we'll ignore that for the sake of our guilty pleasure), and the sharp as knife expressions of our beloved characters, presented to us. Ah, what a life it would be to be an Upper East Side girl ...

"Once men have tasted caviar, it baffles me how they settle for catfish." /B./

photos: M C M