Dispatches from a second story bedroom

messed around with gender roles

"Hey I like your shirt, does it come in Mens?"

a regular Herbert

 
  

I remembered Michael Caine having a vaguely hot wife but I had no idea this scorcher has been married to him since the early 70s. Eat your heart out Helen Mirren. I'm glad for him, he's earned it by being so obviously great.  And honestly who stays married for 40 years anymore? My parents? Actually yes, but I mean people who have the sanctioned ability to be total poonhounds and choose to stay married to a single solitary goddess. Good one Mick.

I'm not sure why all my fashion icons are men. I want every pair of Michael Caine's glasses from 1965(Icpress File)-1985(Hannah and Her Sisters) and to name them accordingly. Maybe we could start a Lenscrafters pop-up shop in Barneys (Simon, call me!).  It worked for Albert Maysles, didn't it? I think he really hit his groove in 1974. I would call this model, the Carnahan. 

shirtuckers union

I've watched this half a dozen times and still cannot get enough of the Ricky Nelson dubbed, overcranked image of a dude in Cerruti doing tricks. What's not to love? The Michael Jackson finger taping? I'll give it a pass since the rest of it is so weirdly relaxing. I am a frog in a pot.

drag

 

French Revue de Modes F/W 2010 ph: Thierry le Goues

putting out fire...with gasoline!

      
  

Vogue Nippon November 2009 ph: Mark Segal

I know Celine did stiff a-line skirts for Fall 2010 but this 2009 spread feels like a harbinger from the past except, done in pants. So much better! All that boiled wool/cashmere thickness I so want to explore this winter. So bulky. So warm. Must keep this idea in mind, David Bowie in The Hunger. Got it.

i think i'm falling in... rise above we're gonna rise above!

And to think of how excited I was over Clell Tickle.

Ted Leo And The Pharmacists - "Bottled In Cork" (Official Video) from Ted Leo and the Pharmacists

My favorite part is where Chris is some weird greasy punk priest.

valley of the kings

OMG this is giving me a case of the squees. It's like a living breathing Tennessee Williams play! I'm not sure I understand the intricacies of this teutonic-tinged debasement but I do know that Karl loves his little rent boy something fierce. Fingers crossed these two die in a suicidal lover's pact involving Anal-Eze and bouclé tweed. I mean that in a positive way, like a pharaoh requesting his most faithful and loyal servant be entombed with him, a human shabti concubine muse forever in blue jean daisy dukes, just like the song.

dinosaurus

 

This LL Bean convertible jacket/vest has been haunting my dreams. It's kind of crunchy but in a late 70s slasher film in the woods kind of way. I now have a place for my Grissom patch, on the left shoulder of my new jacket. I can now subtly tell the world how much I love Gus Grissom.  It probably requires me buying a backpack or bike bag. I like these from Urban Outfitters on the men's side. 

 

Mighty Joe

This is one of this most satisfying things I know of in the entire natural kingdom.

hi-ho silvers

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