New nails

I'm still really into the black gradient, so I stuck with it, but requested that my nails be ground into a sharp point. They are almost too sharp- I accidentally scratched my leg last night and broke the skin. I'm dangerous. Watch out.

Jaw dropping

As soon as I saw pictures of this marble bathroom from architecture and design firm SO-AN my jaw dropped. I was just scrolling through my feed reader innocently when these images struck me like a god-like hammer. Kind of like the shirtless Chris Hemsworth in Thor. This is an apartment on Rue de Rivoli in Paris and I would be pleased to move in immediately.







The rest of the apartment isn't bad either- towering ceilings, original molding, a large piece of gnarled wood, a Rick Owens chair? Can't complain. Though... I'm not much a fan of the coffee table.









photos © Olivier Löser

Full article at www.yatzer.com (found via ideas to steal)

3 things I'm loving

Inaisce AW2011- that blazer, those tall lace-up boots, and those multi-seamed ice grey pants...



I love Lisa Eldridge's new video on her long-haul flight beauty regime. My skin freaks out on airplanes, so I'm definitely going to give this a try on my next overseas flight.



Lastly, I discovered the blog The Doppleganger from Kansas City, who fuses fashion and beauty. In addition to outfit shots, she also reviews unconventional/alternative makeup brands and products, and shares makeup looks (with her killer eyebrows) and nail art ideas with full product info. Check her out!

What must a good girl do to belong?

Ahh the 1950s, when a fella became your boyfriend after one date, you couldn't wear "slacks" to school, and your dad slapped your face like it wasn't no thang. Also, pointy tits in tight sweaters.

Yes, I've been relishing in the 50s hot rod, "bad girl" and general B-movie awesomeness on Netflix.

If only Netflix existed back in the early 2000's when I bore an uncanny resemblance to Traci Lords in Crybaby, not that I needed any more inspiration. Back then my outfit ideas came via Blockbuster and vintage magazines and my holy grail item was a pair of deadstock high waist side zip dungaree capris that actually fit my nonexistent hips.

The Bettie Page bangs and skin tight pencil skirts may have fallen by the wayside, but the eyeliner, lingerie and the rather large pin-up girl tattoo (obviously) have stuck with me since then, in addition to my nostalgia for 50s bad girls.

I watched High School Hellcats (1958) last night, about a prissy new girl in town who is adopted by the local "social club". The shit hits the fan when the head bitch Connie dies..... ooohhhhhh

New In

Dragged these (and their gigantic box) back from Hong Kong with me. I just need to get a pedicure (I want silver minx toe nails!) and then these babies will be out in full force... at the grocery store... post office... my glamorous life.

Takahiro Hirabayashi

In Tokyo I went to Art Fair Tokyo, an art fair presenting a variety of different styles and genres of works from about 160 galleries. There was also an antique market outside the venue (Tokyo International Forum- close to Tokyo station) the day I went. I went to the same fair in Paris, so I was looking forward to it. While the Paris fair was all modern art, the Tokyo fair was more of a mix of modern and traditional Japanese art.

I was immediately taken by the paintings by Takahiro Hirabayashi from Gallery Kogure. They are amazing. The amount of detail in these is really astonishing- right down to the translucency and faint veins of the skin, definition of the hair strand by strand, and the intricate ruffles. They have a haunting quality to them.



The one above was my favourite. J and I couldn't decide if she was eating a heart or a pomegranate (I say pomegranate)