PURITY RING. "BELISPEAK."

Belispeak by PURITY RING

I know the M83 song is down, I know, "what a tease." SO, I thought I'd put something up that could lift your spirits. Purity Ring will be the first band I'll see this Saturday at FYF, and even though they've only released 3 panty-droppers, all 3 have made me feel like I could fight in slow motion and win, and or dance so hard my clothes could just fall to the wayside. I doubt they'll let me down this Saturday during their half-hour set. Which means, I'll either need double-sided tape or you'll need to shield yourself from my moves. It's a sticky draw. Literally and figuratively. Enjoy.

M83. "INTRO" IS A DREAM COME TRUE.

M83 - Intro (Feat. Zola Jesus) by knucklerumblerdotcom

Come on, I know the post title is corny. Forgive me, I'm slightly exhausted and that definitely affects my witty repertoire. O.M.8.3.

Okay, that's enough. Enjoy!

AUDIBLE ASPIRATIONS. INTRODUCTION. SPOILS OF SEPTEMBER.

Sporadic, unpolished and contrasting--amongst other things. This is what this blog might look like. I will be attempting to record and transcript the upcoming month of audible indulgence that my boyfriend and I have set up for ourselves. I have a lot going on in my head right now. Most of it is conflicting brain chemistry. Endorphins spurred by excitement, adrenaline for the anticipation, and I am slightly overwhelmed with thoughts of planning. Not only am I trying to keep up with the dates, but the outfits and which guests are staying which nights. When they are here, where we'll go eat, what we'll drink and how and where we'll spend the rest of the evening continuing to overindulge and override all of our senses. We start on September 2, with Handsome Furs and FYF on the West Coast. Then conclude the month of audible indulgence heading into October and onto the East Coast with All Tomorrow's Parties presenting I'll Be Your Mirror curated by, wait for it.... PORTISHEAD. 

This will be a huge moment for me. Other than tooth loss and the song I dance to at my love ceremony (a.k.a. wedding), I have looked to Portishead to back every single important moment in my life. Now, my nostalgic moments will be actualized--2 days in a row! I'm pretty psyched about this. I apologize, I needed a moment, or at least the junior high school-er inside me did. Everything I'll experience this month, other than porter potties, after and in between, if you can imagine, will also be the bees knees. Food, drink, music, Criterion films, Style, and humor--my goal for the SPOILS OF SEPTEMBER posts are to attempt to recreate each of these highly contextual experiences as close to verbatim as any photo or correspondence can get. I want to make you feel as if you've been there with me. Hearing the music, seeing the outfits, hearing the music (again) , standing in lines for beer and or concoctions of sponsored alcohol--and plainly--just fucking rocking out and dancing my ass off to some of the best music of 2011 and beyond, scratch that Buzz Lightyear quote PERIOD. 

This is where I leave you. To mentally prepare, charge camera batteries, wash unders, pick up dry-cleaning and dry-shampoo. Till next time mis amigos...

JAMES BLAKE + BON IVER = BON-ER. GET IT ?

"TOE SHOES."

Uno

 Dos

 Tres

Cuatro

Cinco

UNO. Zizi Croc Oxford in Black Crocodile
DOS. Michael Glazed Loafer in Noir
TRES. Lio Buttoned Mary Janes in Black Patent
CUATRO. Zizi Tartan Oxford in Tartan/ Navy
CINCO. BB Polka-Dot Ballerina in Black Polka

REPETTO. THE dance shoe company infamous for their impeccable workmanship and undeniable correlation with French muses Brigitte Bardot and Jane Birkin, has been THE go-to for my very own dance necessities.

Now--my dainty dogs need Repetto to envelop them with the same supportive, satiny, cloud-like care they always had supplied for moi' before. Except now, I won't just be dancing in them. I'll be able to break the cardinal dancing shoe rule and wear them (GASP) outside. Looking, okay, salavating over Repetto's Fall/Winter 2011 collection has been a delight. My desire, however, is no longer satiated by only the sight of what could be a shoe for every day of the week. I think, in order to gain the satiation I require, I might have to revisit an old saying that tends--at least it did when I was 9--to work like a charm.

"Daddy... I think I need new Repettos."

My conscious is telling me I might have to plead a bit more this time around.



Photos via Opening Ceremony.

FUTURE ISLANDS. I CAN'T PROMISE THIS WILL BE THE LAST TIME.

Future Islands - Balance by thrilljockey


"You can change your life, it just takes time."

In this impetuous and draining span we call our twenties, there is no better advice for the ebbs and flows than the aforementioned. At least for me, knowing that change is still possible and probable--at this point and beyond--well, that makes my overbearing and stubborn, analytical (mostly realistic but sometimes negative) conscious settle. PLUS! Inciting change with airy synths and a bouncy New/Wave/New/Order bass rhythm, well that just makes it difficult to be negative in the first place, and, it also makes the waiting room--aka your twenties--a lot more bearable, and hell, downright enjoyable.

GANAS LOOK OF THE WEEK. "A SINGLE WOMAN."

 Location--Ambassador West--One of my local mid-century haunts. Also better known for...

 Tom Ford's "A Single Man"

"A Single Wo-man" Outfit
Dress--Vintage, The Loved One
Shoes--Vintage Ferragamo, Recess of my closet

"A Single Man" image via aceshowbiz.com

GANAS LOOK OF THE WEEK. PASTELES.

"Pasteles" Outfit
Blouse--H&M
Shorts--Vintage Levi's Cutoffs, DIY
Shoes--99 Tie Wedge, Solestruck
Backpack--Vintage, Liberty

LET'S GET FEISTY.

How Come You Never Go There by Feist

GANAS LOOK OF THE WEEK. SHAWL COLLAR KNIT. PART TWO.

This is the other half of it. An adventure through Oxnard led us to the discovery of the Wagon Wheel Bowling Alley. We ventured inside and all I have to say is--all I can say is--what a beautiful sign. After an impromptu shoot in front of the sign-age, we drove to make dinner at one of my new all-time favorite places, the Old Place. We were so famished from the journey, that we reluctantly didn't capture our meal in photo form. I made the boy promise that we'd return to make up for lost photos--little did I know--he was already planning a trip back for brunch in the near future. Like I said, I'm one lucky woman.

Afton's "Anniversary" Outfit- Part Two

Knit--Vintage, Eddie Bauer

Purse--Vintage

Shoes--Jeffrey Campbell, Solestruck