things that inspire

i'm definitely in hippie mode right now, all decked out in a fur vest and fringed booties (getting ready to enjoy pitchers of margaritas and other lovely mexican fare...) so i found this starred tiara lovely, and the perfect element of whimsy. this beautiful little minx is the perfect picture of an ethereal angel. i love casual insousiance.


i also love everything she's carrying...fab shoes, a good book, a little treat. she's probably having a good day.

so, on another note, despite however much i fancy myself a writer, there is NO way i can describe the brilliance and the sheer impact of grey gardens within the confines of this blog. kate and i were just completely blown away, and will now remember it as one of our best barb nights ever. drew barrymore is INSANE, the costumes are indulgently perfect, and the story is unlike anything i've ever experienced. we've now put the two original beale documentaries on our netflix queue and are anxiously awaiting their "very long" arrival. SEE it...immediately...run, and read everything you possibly can about these women. we both agreed that it was a sheer crime that it was not made into a motion picture.

there are other things i want to show and discuss, but, alas, margaritas and guacamole await me...

xoxoxoxo

grey gardens

Sooooo excited for Kate and I to have our Grey Gardens party on Saturday! We realize that we're a little late, but we've had to suffer through a week of seriously conflicting schedules, too much busy-ness, and a serious need for some sleep and downtime, so we've sucked it up and BOTH withheld from viewing this splendiferous cinematic and oh-so-fash wonder until we were able to bask in its glory together.

I've no doubt that Drew Barrymore and Jessica Lange will be the sheer image of perfection. I know far less of Lange, but I fell deeply in love with Drew during the time when E.T. was a staple film in my household, and I read her autobiography, Little Girl Lost, at the highly inappropriate age of 11.






Although it's terrible of me...I love tales of spiraling societal ruin. It's a kind of unbelievable thing to watch some of the world's most glamourous, elegant, and externally put together individuals surround themselves with the most decadent of luxurious lifestyles as they lose complete control of everything around them. Factory Girl, Girl, Interrupted, Party Monster, Mommie Dearest, Savage Grace...all stories of people deeply entrenched in high society, and their descent into madness in some form or another.

Let's not forget that these tragic figures are always dressed so damned well...bless their crazy.

**edit: the photos weren't showing up, for some reason unbeknownst to me, so here's a new crop of lovely images**