tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41381436588698012202012-01-04T23:21:35.299-05:00Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.comBlogger1371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-31682278521818642282012-01-04T02:32:00.000-05:002012-01-04T02:32:18.706-05:00

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-34951089411850584472011-12-21T03:40:00.000-05:002011-12-21T03:40:54.217-05:00

I know, so wrong. So is it true that when you're well and deeply exhausted (see also; sleep deprived) your heart genuinely stops when your body does that flicker-shudder-black out thing?

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Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-62465764776420568602011-10-27T04:02:00.000-04:002011-10-27T04:02:13.044-04:00

Here's a smattering of my current drool-worthy and oh so currently unattainable frocks and vintage fripperies driving me mad...er...madder. From the folks over at THRIFTED... From the lovelies over at INDIE CULT VINTAGE ... and last but not least, Austin's own SISTERS OF THE BLACK MOON...

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-19425068954137328802011-10-18T07:44:00.000-04:002011-10-18T07:44:02.726-04:00

I've been having a really tough time lately...as I type this I'm sort of wiggling from side to side to try to find a position that gives me a tiny bit of relief from my right hip, which we think I've dislocated in a car accident I had in order to avoid a much worse accident caused by some total asshole who was literally coming right at me in my lane, head on. It hurts like hell. Plus a lot of

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-73685605830839454782011-09-30T10:32:00.000-04:002011-09-30T10:32:09.323-04:00

Part of my attempt at an ongoing window into the fashion designers and houses who I continually follow, draw inspiration from, and covet is this installment's feature of my personal stand outs from Phillip Lim's runway show. I'm a big continuing fan of his...this season's offerings don't disappoint by a long shot, either. I'm adoring the pastel color palette, it makes me think of another of

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-14872344082717262282011-09-22T23:57:00.000-04:002011-09-22T23:57:50.833-04:00

The third installment in my covetous list of personal  New York fashion week favorite looks is the ever relevant and chic DVF. I'm really digging

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-34941939181776925082011-09-20T02:52:00.005-04:002011-09-23T00:06:23.023-04:00

Le Sigh...I'm loving this season, FINALLY!!! I feel as though it's been utterly windswept and ravaged sameness for the last few fashion rounds, to be honest, and haven't been terribly moved by what the more established designers and fashion houses have had on offer either. This is of course not at all to say that there's been any lack of truly awesome pieces and lines as well, it hasn't been

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-64695231118754573702011-09-18T04:22:00.001-04:002011-09-23T00:04:19.329-04:00

The second in the happy little personal favorite 2012 runway looks; BCBG Max Azria. It always sort of shocks me, the amount I adore BCBG runway shows, because so VERY little of the fantasticality of the clothing transfers or trickles down to the RTW and what's found in the stores. Sad face.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-43571990133723883452011-09-15T03:46:00.002-04:002011-09-23T00:05:19.141-04:00

Here are some of the pieces that I really enjoyed from Alexander Wang's show. I'm personally enjoying the seemingly ethno-centric tribalesque print influences that are sort of a mainstay of this show. His use of color is a blast as well, and over all I'd say that in addition to the deceivingly simple shapes, the prints and hues all contribute to his achieving a consistently cheerful energy. I'll

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Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-37104432997676308482011-09-13T04:31:00.000-04:002011-09-13T04:31:03.642-04:00

When it comes to eBay, you can rest assured I'll never steer you wrong...having been a seller for over a decade and a ridiculously thorough shopper myself, I've searched high and low for the absolute creme de le creme of sellers and their respective boutiques. Here are a few currently running auction obsessions and a smattering of some of my all time favorite sellers & shops:

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-31301584036272138142011-09-10T23:47:00.000-04:002011-09-10T23:47:46.502-04:00

Now, anyone who raps fashion with me for anything longer than 30 seconds knows that when it comes down to it, Karl Lagerfeld at the helm of Chanel is my ultimate true obsession...I have dreams of meeting him someday, working under him, etc. You know, all the absurdly large aspirations I harbor, I figure why bother dreaming if it's not big? This Cocomaton ad campaign is particularly lovely, and

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-53499494537719480282011-09-04T05:17:00.000-04:002011-09-04T05:17:53.546-04:00

I'm moody, overwhelmed, and screaming silently. So you guys get some shots that I already took.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-81666433583960948302011-09-02T22:46:00.000-04:002011-09-02T22:46:38.405-04:00

I won't launch into what will eventually unravel as the brightest, strongest, and longest common thread of my life in this particular post, but suffice to say that I'd be dead a thousand times over without punk rock. I've heard that said sort of casually by any number of folks over the years, some of them even meant it or believed it to be the truth, but I can definitively and positively state

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-66637476022181162342011-08-30T04:16:00.000-04:002011-08-30T04:16:28.511-04:00

I had to repost this, saw it on Godammit I'm Mad: “Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics. You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded. Because the elements, the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-11805408007042852952011-08-30T03:39:00.000-04:002011-08-30T03:39:18.766-04:00

(development by erica davies shift dress, steve madden boots, sheepskin/leather jacket from wasteland SF, jewelry from various sources)

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Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-7960920592505952242011-08-27T23:44:00.000-04:002011-08-27T23:44:55.835-04:00

My baby and I (as in my other half, not the other kind) have really been run through the freaking meat grinder for the last few months, raked over the proverbial coals, and I recently found myself writing some weird ass tangential Moleskine entry about feeling like we were being shit on from above by those frozen bright blue hunks falling from the airborne toilets in 747's seemingly filled with,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-9486557863437806442011-08-11T04:27:00.000-04:002011-08-11T04:27:36.637-04:00

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-35337546696228741812011-08-09T06:33:00.001-04:002011-08-11T04:20:31.328-04:00

Whew! Such a title is exhausting to barely contemplate, let alone actually produce! It's my sad little effort to slide some sneaky little key words in there somewhere to reel you all in, muahahahaha! Oh, wait...I probably wasn't supposed to blatantly give myself away and refer to you, my divine readers, as fish. Since I'm still in North Cackalacky (Carolina, and no, I did NOT make that up, that's

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-78718939997394316982011-07-26T02:35:00.001-04:002011-07-26T02:38:09.927-04:00

These two chicas are incredibly bad ass. Hailing from Australia with pedigrees in punk rock, fashion, phenomenal musical/artistic/creative tastes, I'm continually inspired and deeply cheered by their every move. They pour their heart and souls into their clothing, and they've recently rolled out a drool worthy and (sadly for me for the forseeable future anyway) unattainable haute couture (as well

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-73977825380225036722011-07-01T21:39:00.000-04:002011-07-01T21:39:20.247-04:00

Dudes...there are some INSANELY good offerings out there lately...I'm cringing with how deeply I'm lusting after these threads. I need a nice, long intense shopping binge honestly. I've been swimming in a quagmire of medical madness and I just want to zone out on some good old-fashioned gluttony. Let's turn that Lust into Gluttony, Pride, etc. I'm cool with it. I'll eternally roast for some of

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-12704648035948825772011-06-21T02:00:00.003-04:002011-07-02T02:06:05.631-04:00

For those of you unfamiliar with these two utter geniuses, let's remedy that terribly soul-vacant state! This is a photo of the painter; Francis Bacon (left), and William S. Burroughs (right). These two fine gentlemen are honestly two of the most profoundly life changing figures in my entire lifetime. Naturally for their chosen mediums, as well as their lifestyles and unfailing honesty, bravery,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-53747816730447207152011-06-15T14:42:00.000-04:002011-06-15T14:42:28.130-04:00

If I had to pick one, Keith Richards would probably be my gnarliest hero. Here's a sampling of why: How could you possibly not adore him???? If you haven't read his autobiography; The Life, RUN, don't walk, to pick it up. It's fantastic and I don't even care if he had a ghost writer or wrote it himself (I honestly don't know whether he did or not), it's PHENOMENAL!!! Really, I

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-12788445546532891182011-06-13T01:18:00.002-04:002011-06-13T01:18:49.486-04:00

So my impeccably stylish, incredibly amazing, dear friend Justin has started a men's sartorial blog, thankfully! There's still quite a vacuum for men's fashion as far as I'm concerned. He's intelligent and spot on, and sort of straddles the line between being a contemporary fashion/art/music enthusiast and a true Victorian era Oscar Wilde-esque dandy. Please go check it out and support him!

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-66243881323140091972011-06-10T02:35:00.000-04:002011-06-10T02:35:21.327-04:00

Hey dudes...I've been going through another long, miserable phase of excruciating pain and super exhausting health soul-sucking. Pretty much whenever I take a break from posting, it's due to my shite health. I mean, ideally, you'd think that being crippled (no, that's not even slightly melodramatic, unfortunately just true) and forced to lie in bed etc, would make me *more* prone to posting,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-19446531890744267952011-05-29T21:58:00.000-04:002011-05-29T21:58:34.908-04:00

Why do I have to be broke when I finally find the damn motorcycle I've been daydreaming about? This dude did SUCH a sick job on this bike, every detail was attended to and the price is really hard to beat. I just don't happen to have 2500 bucks in cash just, like, lying around...check it out:

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-11880750367102691962011-05-25T13:15:00.000-04:002011-05-25T13:15:26.197-04:00

Whew, it's finally officially summer around my parts...I was just working in the vegetable/fruit portion of my garden (we built cedar raised planter boxes last year and I got everything planted at the correct times this season, so it should be stunning!!) and about ten minutes into it grimy rivulets of sweat started rinsing off the dang bug repellent I'd just applied. Recently I got a truly foul

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-52574724424366912272011-05-09T02:21:00.000-04:002011-05-09T02:21:14.515-04:00

I have too many confessions to make. Too many, quite possibly, to ever begin. There is some secret and deeply buried part of me that commands I kneel down on entrance to a Catholic or Episcopal church, swiping the requisite holy water cross pattern in some failed attempt at self absolution upon arrival, vastly more out of simple earned respect for my Abuelita, or Grandmother, than out of any real

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-76908534981740786182011-05-06T16:14:00.000-04:002011-05-06T16:14:15.242-04:00

I'm going to start putting some of my prose/poetry and stream of consciousness writings on here, some current, some old, etc. I'm reading Medium Raw by Bourdain at the moment and was struck enough by this quote that I wanted to put it down here for you guys: "Some things never get old. Some things are just...classic. You never lose appreciation for them. Your enthusiasm may wax and wane ever so

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-31616232326273640872011-04-23T21:44:00.002-04:002011-04-23T22:06:29.304-04:00

I know for a flaming fact that I've mentioned a ton of times that Bona Drag is my favorite e-boutique, but considering that Heather has relatively recently unveiled a truly masterful overhaul of the look and feel of the site, coupled with a seriously INSANE offering of sick, sick wares, I figured it was time to talk about them again. And mark my words, this will most certainly not be the last

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-43611740625441643792011-04-16T07:08:00.000-04:002011-04-16T07:08:43.427-04:00

I must admit a serious weakness for any show that is A) in Northern California, where I was born, and B) is chock full of bikes, black leather, fighting, guns, and drugs. What's not to like? Hahaha! Seriously though, the cast is freaking amazing, and it's sort of like watching a tamed down, milder version of my own childhood. Really. I thought I'd pull some stills of scenes and costuming, etc,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-18843003485431639652011-04-15T02:00:00.002-04:002011-04-20T10:24:08.107-04:00

It Never Gets Better by Gutter featuring a box clutch Sad today. That's it.

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-22491713445770398132011-04-13T22:14:00.000-04:002011-04-13T22:14:17.013-04:00

My favorite dope song. The freaking best. Ever. This was on TV??!!!

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-73892973738247284692011-04-07T18:35:00.001-04:002011-04-07T18:44:31.021-04:00

Ha. We've been in a pretty unbelievably tight spot since we got back from Austin for the South By Southwest Rubber City Rebels show. The boys played a fantastic and impressively tight set, utterly slaying the new single; Annoyed, Destroyed, And Unemployed b/w The Ballad Of The Rubber City Rebels which is amazing especially when you toss into consideration the fact that they've never played it

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-87060999436596948172011-03-14T01:18:00.000-04:002011-03-14T01:18:36.536-04:00

Headed to Austin, TX for the week, for South By Southwest music festival. I'm hoping to find time to go shopping for vintage and other goodness, definitely have to stop by the Austin Buffalo Exchange. Here are some shots I found wandering around the web...

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-74782522522230846792011-03-11T18:01:00.000-05:002011-03-11T18:01:19.207-05:00

Usually, I don't go too nuts for the allover logo prints ala Coach (although some of their bags are undeniably amazing, it's not a sweeping hate on Coach generalization), but I stumbled across these little Fendi flats in my daily traversing of eBay. I'm smitten! I love love love the color combination, the crinkly detail of the orange piping on the close toed pair along with the amazing embossed

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-27841043756073519502011-03-11T13:27:00.000-05:002011-03-11T13:27:34.265-05:00

Ok, I'm coming clean. I am SO SO SO lonely here!!! I also feel as though I could be working my way up somewhere if I were in either LA/SF (home) or NYC...here I can't even talk shop with anyone (except for R & L, respectively) and it's driving me batty. It's lonely work running the shop alone, and now my punk band is disbanded since my guitarist and drummer moved back to Oakland. Help!!!!

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-78980500138704554952011-03-09T04:49:00.000-05:002011-03-09T04:49:13.289-05:00

I found this incredible dress on eBay...so drool inducing. I must confess to a near pathological obsession with Christopher Kane's frillier and more feminine pieces. They're so gorgeous, especially when you can see them up close and realize how much detail is really going on in there...

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-15676622741241499312011-02-23T15:22:00.000-05:002011-02-23T15:22:50.672-05:00

I have a burning passion for Madewell. And a bunch of the J. Crew catalog in general, actually. I mean, have you SEEN the J. Crew collection pieces??!!! (the high end actual collection pieces, although, sorry, I have a hard time justifying close to couture prices with a household Banana Republic-ey name) One of the best and most fun features I've enjoyed over the years of being virtually (so I'm

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-9300557262444678872011-02-23T05:13:00.000-05:002011-02-23T05:13:12.009-05:00

I have a confession to make-when I was a little girl, I wanted to be a naturalist. No, not a NUDIST or someone who runs around bare ass, although that certainly has a time and place in my life, but the kind who wears mud smeared glasses and sits sketching in the woods all day, chronicling the patterns of the local flora and fauna, studying tracks and droppings, pockets filled with stones and

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-240334851363120422011-02-15T00:38:00.000-05:002011-02-15T00:38:20.121-05:00

I love me some seventies clothing, I gotta admit. Here's a combination of a couple of eras; the shorts are seventies and the little taupe jacket is 1950s. I adore them both, I picked them both up at Time After Time Vintage on Franklin Street in Chapel Hill. It's a great little shop if you have some patience. I recently picked up two awesome leather jackets for under twenty dollars. Head down

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-67741972535015295932011-02-09T00:23:00.001-05:002011-02-09T00:23:35.590-05:00

Ok, continuing the stuff that irritates me/I don't dig tradition- MULES!!! The shoes, not the animals, I actually think mules and donkeys are totally adorable. Heh. No, I always feel like they're falling off of my feet and it makes me so sad because there are some insanely gorgeous shoes which have...NO BACKS. Help!

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-62177720773470726522011-02-06T00:59:00.000-05:002011-02-06T00:59:18.431-05:00

For those of you who don't already know this, I'm pretty dually obsessed with interior design and fashion, and find that the two are almost interchangeable. I've also found that my favorite designers tend to dress their homes in ways that reflect this idea, and also their own aesthetic voices, if you will (and if you won't, well, ththhhppptt!). Plus, I'm ABSURDLY bad about my information intake,

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-50925961490585177622011-02-01T02:47:00.000-05:002011-02-01T02:47:59.424-05:00

Really I'll take any of them (or for that matter any Chloe shoes, almost any Doc's with the exception of any of the granola hippie lines, blech) but I have to reiterate my overwhelming lust for the Chloe 2007 Doc Marten's collaboration. Damn things are still both impossible to find and a seriously out of reach expense at the moment. When I was younger, and a craz(ier) even more absurdly broke

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-82211873559073668322011-01-29T20:10:00.001-05:002011-01-30T12:35:00.830-05:00

I'm listening to LastFM, and I'm running through the Stooges station which tends to be my default setting when I use it. As much as I'd like to put in say, the Stones, or Blue Cheer, there's just too much total crap associated and it comes up with a whole lot of songs I have to skip. That defeats the entire purpose, since the whole reason I'm listening to a radio station is I'm either involved in

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-83160278863222843172011-01-29T16:32:00.000-05:002011-01-29T16:32:10.526-05:00

So eBay has been dragging their feet on fixing an issue they've created (nice one, guys) with my account and I haven't been able to list anything which is driving me completely insane. I need the dough, just like everyone else, plus it's hard to part with some of this stuff so I don't  really want/need time to think it over!!! Argh. Seriously. Plus, there's some stuff on my long-suffering wish

Sarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00013353071761945314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4138143658869801220.post-37542864265520941732011-01-25T09:21:00.001-05:002011-01-25T09:22:55.075-05:00

I know, it's terrible, but I have a magazine habit. You can generally judge how down in the dumps I am by the volume of my magazine purchases-the more magazines, the more melancholy or discouraged I'm feeling. Last night I got...four (!), along with some El Cheapo Wet'N'Wild brand makeup pick-me-ups as well. I nabbed a fantastic shade of deep, rich, aubergine lipstick, a safer but equally

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Here are some totally random shots that sort of sum up my latest mood of discontent. Or something. That sounded good, though, right? Hahaha! I'm feeling kind of silly tonight for some reason. Not sure why. But-ours is not to question why, ours is but to do or die!

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Ok, ok, so I have to admit to a good unhealthy dose of nihilism. Really, I try to stay upbeat and give people the benefit of the doubt, but damned if a large percentage don't just go and f--- you over anyway. In keeping with this, I am starting a new little post series...things that annoy the crap out of me. Yep. I *am* that self-indulgent. First up: I HATE the non-word "sunnies". Short for

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So, yeah, I've been unbelievably MIA lately...sorry guys. I've had two deaths in my immediate family in two months, a bout of the flu so nasty that I subsequently lost 15 pounds in a month, and more medical problems, bills, and unreal mistreatment by doctors that I'm frankly surprised that my head hasn't exploded all over one of them by now. I'm trying to put it all back together, or barring that

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So for those of you who don't pay any attention, or have really crap memories, I've two bands that I sing (write, play, spastically jump around) for. Here's some photos from a show at theDIVEbar in Raleigh, NC with The Graveyard Boulevard (phenom dudes!). People were, er, confused? Doesn't ANYONE listen to the damn Stooges anymore? And yeah, that IS a Stooges tattoo on my forearm, bitches. :) .38

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Opinions please. I'm really considering this one. Suicide skull shifter?!!! AWESOME! http://raleigh.craigslist.org/mcy/2050957196.html

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So incredible. My old man and I were discussing The Stones and their insane career/s over pints and Jameson's the other night before a 38 Gauge gig (I know, I sound like such an asshole, hahaha) and it struck me that this video and this song was another representation of their multi-faceted wondrousness, and all the various reasons I adore them as much as I do. Wait until the next soapbox rant

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The Sensational Alex Harvey Band...vastly underrated and not nearly as well known as they should be, obviously have had a massive stylistic and musical influence as well (Adicts, much?). Alex Harvey first had a career as a sort of torch singer, of all things, and then turned his classically and theatrically trained pipes and diverse humor, intelligence and MAD style to what turned into one of the

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(charles bukowski) It's ironic that the first time I read that I was so young, and on my own and already drowning in words and music and wine...it struck a chord even then. Growing up punk or whatever you'd like to call it (it's just another tribe to me) coupled with some details I'll never mention 'bout them formative years exposed me to death and violence very early on. But you never can get

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I fucking LOVE the Butthole Surfers, always have, always will. They're a HUGE influence on me, which makes sense, since I love Blue Cheer and count them as one of my top five all time bands. I drove out to the canyon grindin' dust up from the sandI'm [gonna hook up] with the dust devilhe's got the power of an upright in his god-damned handThe sand becomes a potent elixir, wind as hot as flamethe

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Fall Maudlin Blues by Gutter on Polyvore.com So sick of in between days, in between weather, in between feelings. It seems like this year's been rather gloomy, doesn't it?

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Trying to give me a heart attack, much?

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So I'm home in California, Northern this time, which is where my brother and father are. Just spending lots of time trying to help out. I'm going shopping in a little bit, with my brother. Hitting up Harput's Union and some of my favorite haunts. Hopefully I'll find some gems. Oh and my AMAZING girl friend Robyn (of New York roadtrip fame!) loaned me her fricking D60 Nikon so I'm taking

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Dudes. SO burned out. This whole dislocating the "good" shoulder sucks. Now I'm just sort of frenetically wandering virtually and not getting out enough. Had a truly frightening bout of shopping and ended up with some gorgeous dove gray tight ass leather pants (leggings? I'll get some pics somehow) by Helmut Lang and some dope leopard print sweaters and stuff from H & M. Traveling soon, back to

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Sorry is the first thing I have to say, really. My lack of posts of late is really insulting to my readers, I know. I'm a blog fiend myself and I know I'm always disappointed when I check, then recheck, then check AGAIN and there's still nothing new to be found from my favorites. However, being a writer and a blogger myself I often wonder if there's something rotten in Denmark, as it were. In my

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Miles Davis and his AMAZING closet. Cheers to sighsandwhispers  for the photo!

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My interest in fashion has pretty much become something of an obsession, certainly a passion, and my knowledge of said subject lends itself to some strange segues. I'm a creature of many facets, if you all haven't figured that out yet, and my ridiculous (and sometimes overwhelming, daunting, scary as hell) forays and ventures into the surreal and gorgeously unique world of fashion is evolving,

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Dudes, life has been a hellish shit storm lately. The little one is mending, but slowly, and he gets his cast off tomorrow at the Vet's office. By the way, his surgery? 3 GRAND. Yep. Ouch. For whatever reason they deem it necessary to sedate him and do some more radiographs so we have to drop him off in the morning and then wait for them to call so we can scoop him up. It's really sad to see him

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I can't even begin to explain the last week to two weeks, I'm still so emotionally drained. The piece of news I am at liberty to discuss is my giant klutz of a rescued Labrador retriever accidentally brutally injured my miniature Dachsund Noodle, Aka Happy Noodle Boy. He had to have joint surgery which thus far has cost me 3,000 dollars and counting. Needless to say I hadn't budgeted that into

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Every now and then, I get nostalgic for when I was a chef for a living. It's no secret that I cook constantly, but once in a while I go all out and actually plate my food as I would in a restaurant and give the two of us a truly beautiful dining experience. This time around I decided on a fresh herb bathed rack of lamb accompanied by toasted pine nut and proscuitto green beans, crusty sourdough

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Dude, this coat is SO freakin' amazing. I have a few vintage furs and vintage leathers that I'm redesigning into other creations, and this is one of them. It's a fox, and it has a few busted seams so I got it for the absurd price of 15.00. Ha! I'm working on an Alexander Wang jacket DIY too, which hopefully I'll have some photos of soon.

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Seriously. If you don't get the references in this then you need to find ways to educate yourself on Jane Birkin, Mick and Bianca Jagger (perhaps you've seen their GORGEOUS offspring at least? Georgia Jagger?), the seventies and all it's glorious excess, and oh yeah-CHANEL. I am stunned, stuttering, floored. Karl Lagerfeld gets all that is good frighteningly well. He's a true genius, in my

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Fucking Humble Pie. Oh yeah. I mean, if you even remotely get turned on by rock n roll then these boys make you sweat...Steve Marriott? Only like the biggest damn voice ever. LOVE LOVE LOVE. Oh, and sorry honey, it doesn't mean I don't love you but GOOD GOD STEVE MARRIOTT WAS HOT!

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and nowhere to go. seriously. i dress normally, for me, and people stop mid forkful around here and stare. ha.

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Ten points if you know what song that's from! Ugh, I feel like crap today. There's really been a slew of off days this month, physically. I actually wrapped my shoulder with an Ace bandage two days in a row, and did a bunch of research regarding total shoulder replacement surgery. Yuck. Whatevs, tho, if I can be more back to my old self I'll undergo whatever surgery I have to to get there. Whee!

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I just think she's lovely. She was born in Kehra, Estonia in 1991, making her 19, is 5'10", green eyes, and is a size 4. So she's not a ridiculous waif (although trust me, I love those as well, let's not pretend for a moment I don't!) and by model standards she's not terribly tall. She's done photo work for Missoni, Costume National, She's walked for Chloe, Givenchy, Christopher Kane, Burberry

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To say that I am enamored with Miu Miu's Spring/Summer 2010 offering is perhaps the understatement of the year. I've been a long champion of Miuccia Prada's more energetic, younger line for quite some time, and I must say that her efforts this season have left me as satisfied with my own tastes as a cat full of cream. Where to begin? How can I add any interest to the volumes of complimentary

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So not that they haven't already been mad hyped as a result of getting the old namedropping treatment on Bleach Black, but I have to say that the ever so dope Sisters Of The Black Moon eBay store are straight killin' it!!! They seem to be doing things in the right order: PR, collect thick and fast, quality inventory, and a steady pace. I commend thee, Sisters Of The Black Moon! You rock! Here are

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Completely obsessed with that perfect pair of leg lengthening, loose fitting tapered Spring trousers. Of course, I'm obsessed with those through out the year, just in varying types of fabrics. I'm a complete idiot who sold the ultimate menswear inspired '07 All Saints wool winter version on ebay when I needed the dough. Oops. However, happily in this burg of ours (I use ours VERY loosely) we

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More windows dudes.

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Ok, ok, so I am, in fact a total slacker. But gimme some credit, dudes, there's been way too much gnarly shit hitting the fan. You know, coastal hopping and funerals and all that jazz. So while I was in the beautiful streets of New York, I was sure to take some photos of my favorite stores' windows. I apologize for the slight blur on some of them but I think my proximity to such seemingly *at the

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i'm burned out today, dudes. people are a messed up lot sometimes, not that i'm any total exception. if it weren't for my pop sending me totally absurd photos of a dachsund statue ala those gnome all over the world commercials, today could have been a write off. thanks dad. yer pretty much the baddest mofo on the planet. totally looking for a beat up basket case triumph or honda, by the way. time

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ugh. so much shit hitting the proverbial fan. i'll post more tomorrow. at least some more nyc and la pics.

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There will be a long post on the wonderful and amazing Doug Fieger. I'm too emotionally spent right now to do it. Doug, we love you, and we will love and miss you now and forever.

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I'm such a slacker. I have a ton of NYC pics I haven't uploaded, and now I'm in LA but my stupid ass phone broke so I can't call anyone. I'm only here today through Sunday, tomorrow I'm going to Doug Fieger's memorial service. :(

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Seriously. I need to save starting freaking yesterday for this thing. And you KNOW, just KNOW this one is going to sell out SO fast. I die, in Rachel Zoe fashion.

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I promise more asap, I'm utterly knackered so you must be patient with me. I'm still adjusting to being out of the first place I've been comfortable in a long, long time. And I miss room service. And the Boy, of course. At least I have 3 puppies to sleep with. He only has the hum of the room's air conditioner.

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while destroying the sidewalks of Mahattan in straight Godzilla fashion, I barged 5th Ave and saw the glorious windows of Louis Vuitton. I think this is both hilarious and mildly annoying-I've been rocking the fox tail (from vintage fur, as I don't buy new for almost 100% of the time...I haven't yet.) as accessory for quite some time now. We're not talking, I had that a week ago some time, we're

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Part One. Just got here, staying at the Ace Hotel in Manhattan. I think I'm going to try to walk to Tiffany's to get my engagement ring sized. 2 miles, good boots, time to kill.

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 streetwalkincheetahs shop!

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Dude. So many freaking medical bills. So, I'm passing along some of my awesome wardrobe to the masses. Jump on it. Seriously though, some of my vintage and designer stuff is pretty rare and very reasonably priced. Until the federal government decides they'll do what they said they would, I'm in a peanut butter jam.

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