last night i got to hang with the super rad ladies behind sublet clothing (stay tuned to numnum for a special guest food adventure! can you guess who the guests are? can you? there may have been lobster involved, that's all i'm sayin'.). so what better time to gush about their sweet and simple fall collection? all these perfect pleats are giving me palpitations. i'll take the deborah dress, the delilah skirt, and a side of that strawberry blonde's gorgeous mane. mmmkay, thaaaaanks.
can we talk about ebony bones? just for a second? cause this girl is cray-cray. in the best way possible. like if lady gaga and lauryn hill had a three-way with joseph AND his amazing technicolor dreamcoat. the hair, the tights, the sequins, the giantess dookie chains, seriously...HOW.
it was 40 years ago today that the first episode of monty python's flying circus aired and what can i say? i love me some monty python. thanks to my brit heritage, i was practically raised on that stuff. i can probably recite the holy grail in its entirety. and john cleese? don't even get me started on his genius (fawlty towers?! i die. diiiiieeee.). even better? he's totally nice and hilarious irl too. thanks to my first job outta college i've fetched him many a triple soy latte and he's even seen my bare feet thanks to a slightly embarrassing p.a. duty i had to perform. how could he not be awesome, the man invented silly walks. i mean C'MON. to the pythons!! way to be a laugh riot guys.
my mad men addiction has me kind of obsessed with the prim and proper look the ladies of the early 60s sported. but what i reeeeally love, is when the housedresses come off and we get a peek at their amazing vintage underwear (last season's valentine's episode had me dying to steal the teddy right off betty's back. seriously). these high-waisted lovelies from loulou loves you (that i spotted on neet) have a touch of that old-school sassy class. in other words, i totally want them.
sometimes (ok, most of the time), i wish i could be a cute little mod in swingin' sixties london, scootin' around, shopping at biba, stalking the beatles, and being generally, you know, revolutionary.
how did i miss these amazing rings by valerie rubinaccio on refinery 29 last week? i love them in a big way. but i also have visions of getting them hopelessly tangled in everything from my hair to my shoelaces. i better pass. and console myself by tracking down that amazing gunmetal gray nail polish!!
