i miss you, 4 day weekend

awww back at work! blerg.
i realized that this dress from the gap "european editions" or whatevs it was called is as close as i am gonna come to my dream of the kirsten dunst miu miu ad dresses.

i mean, ok, its not the same it all, just similar in the vibe..or at least i tell myself so as not to cry.





the dress, gap, obv.
belt, no clue, some thrift store somewhere
the vintage burgundy etienne aigner girly brogues are from fox & fawn. they are my new fave thing, i want to wear them everyday.
peace necklace is straight up nyc 5 dollar street jewelry.
ooh and hot pink nails! the neon fingerz summertrain continues (why does that sound so dirty?). i am going for green or yellow next...

italians do it better

i know i said i was meh-sville on everything P M Andersson did at chloe, but i have to amend the statement for two very specific things that i saw in person this past weekend.

1. THIS BAG



it's amazing. supersoft strips of crazycolored leather. and those little colored bits are plastic pieces. SO SICK! fer realz.
now all i need is that extra $3,575 and this dang thing can be MINE.

2. THIS DRESS



crayon colored print! it's SO PRETTY AND WEIRD AND I WANT IT. so can i borrow $2,150?

happy memorial day

dear channel 26, the indie rock station i love so much and probs also jake fogelnest the dj who plays all my favorite songs,

pavement and modest mouse rock blocks almost back to back is just the best thing ever and it's only 10 AM.



god bless america, land of satellite radios and 4 day weekends.

patriotically yours,
white lightning

look a bit like coffee, taste a bit like me

i couldn't stare at them neon pantses anymore and not get the itch myself so i had to bust out the judi rosen eyeball scorchers yesterday...





h&m shirt thing that i bought giantsize so it's more like a dress(ish)
awesome cotton knot necklace by my friend miss angela barrow (and there are more on my doorknob in the pic)
AA black n white tank dress underneath
judi rosen crazytown socks
vanessa bruno sandals (bought at printemps in pareeee last summer during SOLDES aka HEAVEN ON EARTH because the entire city of paris is ON SALE. it's dangermouse for sure)

let's not front, belinda carlisle was pretty cool

four day weekend!
go outside, you lunatics.

xo
WL

true story

you know what? if i was a gay dude, i would be steve aka poliopoliopolio.
this is the conclusion i have to come to when i see this kind 0f amazing epicness:



i mean, anyone who texts me at noon to ask if he should buy highlighter yellow pants is totes kindred. (obvs, my answer was simply "YES").
we have IM conversations sometimes that are so deep in the retard fashion goofball reference rabbit hole that i am like, we should be top level CIA agents because NO ONE WOULD BE ABLE TO CRACK THE CODES.

i mean, look at those pants, you guys.
danghole.
i heart you stevie, trueslerz

nice suit

i've been listening to this song all morning.
i like this album all of a sudden; i've ignored it since it came out because connor's whole country thing annoys me, dunno why i am feeling it today.
he skips the best line in the song in the vid cuz it says "fuck", oh well, listen to the actual mp3



i went to a weirdo trippy party like this once in a deserted warehouse in brooklyn..edge do you remember that night..it feels like 97 lifetimes ago..

and i think bourdain is hot, too.

i never thought i'd be a top chef addict but i am...i know spike is the giantest douche in douchetown but..WHY DO I THINK HE IS SO HOT? probz BECAUSE he is the giantest douche in douchetown.

sighhhhhhh.
i know i have a problem.

at least my sister understands...

i'm gonna start calling him diablo bro-dy (hey now! joke town)

last night was the party for cakehole aka cakes aka nicky napkin aka AUTHOR MICKEY RAPKIN's book..it comes out next week!

see? (hmm...where "books" are sold. i need to find one of these places...)



cakes is def gonna send me a cease and desist on this one, but look how cute he is? (me and dre toootally bought him that tie clip)


oh and don't worry, as if he wasn't SUPERSTAR ENOUGH, it's already going to be a MOVIE and the writer is from 30 ROCK..um, be more awesome cakes, REALLY.

also, nice media blitz, brah: he's also doing a funny rip on a cappella fashion on men's style.com...(which i feel like is a cool blog for dude fashion; it's funny! and i swear i mean it, not just cuz my friend p underdubz is the editor...)

yaaaaay cakes, so proud of you

oh and even though the party had tiny hamburgers by the thousands, after all that wine and afterparty beer, a trip to san loco was a must



dre eating dirty tacos at midnight! best thing i've ever seen.

P fucking S
to whoever the ASSHOLE is that STOLE MY FAVORITE COAT LAST NIGHT: you better hope i never see you out with my sweet and lovely little vintage blue jacket or i will seriously fuck you up. xoxo, elizabeth

tell me how you really feel

from the phone of one of the dirtier boys i know:



there was an even racier one that i took a picture of, but he deleted it!
i was annoyed..anyone this pervy can't be so sensitive, i say.

why are the adult story lines are always the boringest?

oh the WEDDING...ok, of COURSE she married bart, who CARES about lily and rufus, i mean, great, bonefest, bravo, good for you two but snooze whatevs, WHATEVS.

the giant tragedy of the evening was NOT the break up, although that made me sad, i can't lie. 'have a great summer see ya back at school!' sadface!


tiny heartbreaks!

no, the tragedy was the OUTFITS the GIRLS HAD TO WEAR. what in the FUUUCKKK were those things?



no wonder she sad! that jenny humphrey original is buh-husted. to quote my friend lurrs: "why they gotta put the puerto rican girl in TANGERINE? that is RACIST" haaahha. snapz. (also? why didn't we get to see a break up scene with her and bangs mcmydadiscokedup? lamesauce.)



S & B, not realllly on point here. i love you girls but...not so good.

three guesses who was A fucking PLUS?



ewww dirty taking-your-virginity jokes!
whaaa, you leave the SCARF on? twisted!
you're a romantic?!? lies!



i tried to post a video here of him saying "i'm chuck bass" again, but it won't load.
i could watch it all day.

the season is over, i am devastated.
i was serious when i said monday night 90210-fests...

UPDATE:
the original, and maybe the best?

is this becoming a footwear fetish blog?

these shoes are scoring really high on the hideous-amazing matrix..if anyone knows what these are, help a sister out. i already made 20 outfits with them in my mind. (omg with NEON TIGHTS? or RED? so. important.)



from the facehunter, bien sur

i wanted to be his black kate moss that night

finally scanned the crazy japanese man's polaroids of me.
the second one is on his "special film", on the back it says "don't put in your mouth", uh..ok, i won't.



crazy 60's tie-dye acidy washy somethin or other minidress, the lacroix pin (obvs), the grey AA cardigan (obvs), "casio-ritas", and my vintage coach briefcase long strap purse thing (sighhhhh yet ANOTHER collection of mine: vintage coach and dooney & bourke bags. i am mostly partial to tiny long bags or top handle purses but sometimes these squishy leather briefcases are cool too)

ewww two posts of pictures of me in a row, vanity thy name is W.L.

like a giant japanese velvet cocoon. with mouths.

when you are the fashion-obsessed girl in the art department, your awesome friends in the fashion department will sometimes come to your desk and say, "um, elizabeth? we have the pink lip cut out comme de-"...and they don't even have to finish the sentence because you have sprinted to the closet to see it. and try it on.

this thing:



is crazytown.



the second pic is me saying.. is this like, a boob hole? what in the WHAT?
and only one pocket worked, i mean, of course, why would both be functional?

sidenote, the fact that i am wearing wool tights on may 20th is a sad truth, isn't it?

they won't top the color me badd episode, that's just a fact

i am not sure how i feel about this.
you don't need to watch the whole thing, its way too fucking long but there IS a tiny thrill from the beginning music (except they added this creepy voice saying nine...oh...two one oh. haa, lamesauce)



i will say that discussions have taken place amongst the gossip girl obsessives (ie EVERYONE I KNOW) and we've decided to rewatch the first season of the ORIGINAL 90210 (dylan mckay wears overalls with one strap hanging, or do you not remember???) to help get us through the summer. and maybe some dawson's creek? what can i say, i love me some pacey whitter.

shock me like an electric eel, karl.

i hate the sad summer dry spell between fashion weeks when you have to resort (ew, pun?) to lusting after cruise collections. whatever, i'm a junkie, i take it when i can get it.



i saw this pic last night and i was mezmerized. i WANT this HAIRCUT.
i have not cut my hair short since the hideous chop of '98 (my mom thought i was a lesbian, serious)...and vowed to never cut again. but i look at siri and i feel kind of...swayed...i may seriously consider it



doesn't this look like those weird dolls that you can open to see the baby inside and learn anatomy from? models are full of roses! but you already knew that.
i like it though. and i like matchy-matchy flower shoes.
'so busted it's good' category.



this is like the set-up for an amazing joke. A pervy frenchman, a german lunatic and anna wintour walk into a bar...

i knew we were kindred

so i was all ready to scan the back page of teen vogue because the tres fashionable young girl on it had on the siiiickesssttttt white canvas wedge things from slow & steady win the race...look at them! (WHY do i love a white shoe SO MUCH??)



but then i checked refinery and saw that my girl KAT aka the enthusiast has already written about them! what can i SAY, great minds blah blah blah..she also covered the insane acne ones that i am lusting for too...you in my BRAIN, K clems.

i want them both. how much do you get for sellin yer plasma these days?

this is probably what my brain looks like

more views into the it's-not-a-mess-it's-like-that-on-purpose-ness of my apartment.



clockwise from upper left:
dave's 17 yr old driver's license photo, photo booth pics of me & edge, baby pictures, a photo from a whole sheet of school pictures of this melancholy nerdy boy that i bought bc i was sad that no one wanted them, more baby pics with my foxy grandma, me n edge: the details days, a ethpanish snack bag from edge, japanese candy from christian, the key to my old bike lock (omg i used to have a bike), me n my sis nye 2006, me n dave v-day party insanity, my mom as a teenager, my fave frida painting, my godson, last fall balenciaga ads that i love so much.

grand royal rollerskate magnet! totally ordered it for like 1.00 S&H from the back of the mag in like, 10th grade. sonic youth magnet from the washing machine tour, show at the academy..probs 1995? no idea why i wanted it, it was just a very pleasing object to me.

new classic

the office finale redeemed all the sub-par post-strike episodes.
that final scene?!?



translation:
oh wow that was amazing but um, kinda gross.