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Camera Shy? (Part 1)

 

Recently I have had the most amazing chance to do two photo-shoots with two different photographers!

Both of them having very different styles:

Photos by Kyria Abrahams, 2012:

Here are a few (ok a bunch of my favorites):

Shooting with Kyria was simply amazing; easy to work with and we really were coming up with a bunch of concepts together. I am so glad that I had come across her work after she had done a beautiful photo-shoot with my friend Polina. Kyria is able to bring out your hidden personality; your sexuality and or your sensitivity. Her camera is her poetry and she simply: projects it with ease.

As you can probably tell we decided to use  a vintage inspiration (oh, how surprising!) mixed with my love of Vespa’s, Jean Shrimpton and Plaid 60s suits. We shot the photos in my house and found it to be the perfect location for future shoots.

The inspiration: Jean Shrimpton.

Other inspirations: Audrey Hepburn, Raquel Welch, Jean Shrimpton, Twiggy (of course).

A friend I know I will have forever, and an inspiration for having such a soul for the art she adores.
Check out Kyria’s blog, books and photos at:

http://kyriaabrahams.blogspot.com/
& a special thank you to Hamlet’s Vintage who lent a lot of the wardrobe for this swinging shoot:

http://hamletsvintage.com/

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4.11.12: “Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution” Review

We are the mods, we are, we are, we are the mods…..

Define: Youthquake:

YOUTHQUAKE! The 1960s Fashion Revolution explores the dramatic impact of young people on fashion during a decade of sweeping political, social, and cultural change. Vogue identified the eruption of the young in every field as a youthquake—a term that came to describe the rise of young people as the new arbiters of fashion.

Youthquake fashion was driven by two leading subcultures of the era: the Mods and the Hippies. Although both groups rejected the societal and sartorial traditions of the establishment, their daring, individualistic styles were quickly adapted by high fashion designers and mass marketers alike.


This is a slight continuation to a post I made awhile ago about how excited I am that this exhibit, Youthuake! was going to be shown at F.I.T.:

Last Friday, my friend and co-mod girl, Melisser  (Blogger: The Urban Housewife and Author of “The Vegan Girl’s guide to life” and I were chatting on Facebook (like we usually are doing) when she posted the link to Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution and reminding me that we need to go to see this exhibit before it closes the next day. Of course, we waited till the day before! 😉

Knowing well that her and I had both been keen to seeing it, we made a plan to meet right after work. (Even with little itty bitty cutey Strummer!)

I am so mod about Strummer.

I am so mod about Strummer.

As we approached F.I.T, a school that even now my mother wishes I had attended (and sometimes I do), we had to figure out a way to sneak Strummer in Melisser’s bag. We walked close together as we entered the museum so that the security guard wouldn’t be able to see that little adorable snout peeking out and once inside, loosened up and started admiring the fashion that we were faced with.

1969, France, Pierre Cardin

1969, France, Pierre Cardin

When we approached this dress that wasn’t even in the exhibit but just in the F.I.T. Museum, our mouths dropped. You couldn’t possibly hide the fact that we were mod about this dress. Melisser and I both have a wide selection of mod clothes in our closets and exclaimed excitedly that we both had dresses that were very similar in style to this piece. The asymmetrical design and cut are amongst quite a few of our own fashion finds.

We excitedly walked through the museum ranting and raving about what was going on with our lives currently but still ogling at more pieces before us. Though, it felt like a long journey until we saw the sign that read “”Youthquake! The 1960s Fashion Revolution”. As we were approaching the double doors of what we had been waiting for, the security guard stepped right before us asking us for papers for Strummer.  Melissa and I looked at each other, shrugged and Melissa went searching in her purse for his papers. As we realized they were in Melisser’s other wallet, he said we couldn’t enter. We walked over to the female security guard who almost fell to the floor laughing and told us to just try to hide him a bit more.

As we entered our final destinations: 60s go-go music blurring out of the speakers, Blocked color dresses, quotes we knew and had read somewhere and videos we couldn’t help but watch a few times, we knew we entered our home. Home of the times, that is.

Not only are Melisser and I quite the duo when it comes to fashion and music and even talking about boys a bit, but we also just inspire each other to have a good time…let go! And we surely do. Our shared sense of humor for life allows for us to get into some trouble together! 🙂

Our own little Mod Squad.

Our own little Mod Squad.

What else do we have in common? Quadrophenia.

And now our journey becomes a reality as we enter our heart’s desire….



Mary Quant happens to be one both of our favorite 60s icons and designers. From her shoes to her asymetrical dresses and her flower prints that everyone has seen, she has always been at the top of my favorite designers. She was on the scene and helped to inspire, the 60s fashion revolution.

Can you believe I had that haircut for so many years? It worked for me and every time I see this picture, or any others based around Mary, it really inspires me to get the cut once again…


Though, I know I won’t. I love my long hair too much to even dare cut my hair into a bob again, but I must say: I adore every bit of strength these women had to break the “laws” of hair and makeup.

My mouth watered at the color blocking shown in the exhibit and I realized that I have to dare to go an extra step in revolutionizing my own fashion. I need to push more boundaries: to reinvent myself again. I find it to be a lovely character trait when you can easily identify yourself with your own sense of fashion and the ability to show your personality through it. If you know me, you can usually tell how I am feeling just by what outfit and accessories I might have one the day you see me. What colors do you usually find yourself wearing?

Today I am currently wearing again, some of my favorite colors which happen to be Navy, Yellow(if you asked me that a year ago I would have disagreed that would ever be a favorite), white nail polish & red, with my favorite anchor necklace. (Nautical? always)….

Embrace your creativity through your wardrobe. This is just a trait of what mods did and still do…

Bright cobalt blue tights? You know I do.

We walked over to a TV monitor that was showing a video on great vintage clothing from the 60s: hats, bell-bottoms, sunglasses, swim wear. Not to anyone’s surprise: we watched it a few times and reviewed every item that would be shown.

Comment below and tell me what you would wear as I may just dare to wear it all, at some point. I love the hats!

We strolled past a few recognizable pictures & I stopped to explain how much I love Patti Boyd when we took notice at this recognizable iconic photograph.

Mod boys are hot boys…:)

After watching the video, strolling past some more photos and stopping to stare(at least I did!) at the Beatles shoes I would ADORE to own:

Stylized slip-ons; light blue denim with black "Beatles" print including names and faces; white rubber sole

I couldn’t take my eyes off of a pair of Bright Yellow Go-go boots that I imagined myself dancing to The Kinks in.  I was right where I wanted to be just for a few moments of daydreaming: Whiskey A-go-go. I also fell in love with a “Strip Away” dress by Emanuel Ungaro. The strip away dress feautured several snapping buttons so that you can basically take out sections and recreate new looks: repeatedly. 

After leaving F.I.T., we made our way to Blossom Du Jour, where I ordered a gluten-free smoked tempeh wrap and Quinoa. Then we went just next door to newly opened Blossom Bakery and I ordered an Earl Grey Latte (AMAZING!) and a raw date bar as well as a gluten-free Biscotti. This day quickly turned into another fun night with Melisser as we took a long, giggling stroll on over to Whole Paycheck..err Whole Foods (smile) to go grocery shopping.

Again, a security guard stopped us at the door and we figured out a way to go against the grain, and snuck little Strummer in.

DO you see a dog? Have you EVER seen an invisible dog?  I didn’t see that snout peeking out of that little bag…

Melisser dropkicked a few bags of chips. I couldn’t decide between Brown Rice crackers, or Brown Rice crackers…or Brown Rice crackers.

And in the end…

We had a class of a night.

Happy Birthday to me tomorrow!

My Dream Cake.

Quadrophenia Birthday cake!

To see more reviews and more information on this exhibit please go to:

http://www3.fitnyc.edu/museum/youthquake/

and for press reviews (I am also listed!):

http://www3.fitnyc.edu/museum/youthquake/Pages/press.html


03.12.12: Dreaming is free…

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what’s my pleasure
A movie or a measure?
I’ll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
Dreaming is free….

And that’s exactly what I did a lot of this past weekend…dream. I stayed home most of the weekend and relaxed and did some errands here and there and lavished myself with beautiful fragrances and basically, Rachel time. I thought quite a bit about life; past experiences and how they affect me now….

And my friends, my beautiful lovely friends who called me to check up on me…thank you.

I did go out Friday night with my coworkers to bid a good one goodbye, JP, we’ll miss you! (And I’ll miss you’re Vulcan blood drink aka green juice you’d bring me!)…fun times.  Basically, I ended up in a cab home deciding that the rest of the weekend was going to be low-key and not to let anything or anyone get in the way of that lovely choice.

I got home and ended up working on the song I had been trying to find within myself for awhile now. When I went back to take a peek at what I had written; I actually enjoyed it. I was able to express what I has been trying to say and felt relieved…..

Now I have to strum a tune to go with it.

No wonder Charles Bukowski drank so much, it’s surprising how easy it is to explain your emotions when you have had a bit of that lovely liquid they call “truth juice”.

Staying home most of the weekend entitled me to set up a work out routine: dancing. Yes, dancing is the best workout for me as I hate to admit it but I am not someone who enjoys going to the gym. Though, if I do end up at one, I work out continuously for 3 hours and then don’t return to the gym for another 6 months, even if I had ended up hanging out with the trainers and making appointments.

Alas, at home this weekend and in my bedroom; I twisted, twirled, spun, waltzed and basically danced myself into a frenzy for hours on end. At the end of it: I was relaxed and decided to make myself this delicious lunch to re-energize myself with:

Spicy Miso Soup with extra Seaweed & Tension relieving tea...

Saturday night, my dear friend Carol rang me up on the telephone and mentioned that she had picked up a bunch of amazing vintage clothes for me. Some of them were hers previously and some just bought at Black Bear, our new favorite vintage shop in Park Slope. She came over that evening and watched as I excitedly tried on a few of the new items: not wanting to take off the 40’s vintage black sheer dress she had given me. After she left, I waltzed in it and twirled myself around the room feeling like I was living in the movie: Sunset Boulevard. Thank you Carol! 🙂 (My new favorite is the Givenchy blue  mod dress)!

Robyn invited me over to her place, as she is also one of my lovely and close friends for a cheer up: but I knew I needed my alone time. (love to you and Jessy!)

I wrote some more: chatted a bit online to some friends I haven’t seen and thought a lot about my future….

Cherish these nights, they do not occur to often.

On Sunday, I awoke to a beautiful Sunny day and got dressed and ready for some shopping in Cobble Hill. As I knew I was going to be going to my brother’s later that day with the kitten that he and his wife had adopted from Jacquelyn and I.

Of course, as I arrive at Borough Hall I end up running right to Perelandra (as it just so happens to bemy favorite health food store in the city) and grab a Grape Chia Kombucha for lunch as I really did not have much of an appetite. After hanging at Perelandra for a while and impulsively picking up a few extra beauty supplies to indulge myself in later I walked out with my head held high and wandered down a few blocks to American apparel and bought a purse. Ah, retail therapy.. sometimes it is just needed to take your mind off of things.

I never met him, I’ll never forget him….

While taking in one of my favorite neighborhoods in the city and giggling at texts I was receiving from Diana, my “Sissy”, I nearly bumped right into my favorite twin brothers, Dan (The Ethical Man) & his twin brother, Matt. Funny enough, I had emailed Matt’s girlfriend just an hour earlier to ask her to have dinner with me soon. Fate works in mysterious ways because right at that moment, I really did need my friends and there they were; right in front of me, laughing because there I was: giggling and wandering aimlessly down the street not even looking up…until I saw their bright smiles. We all hung out for a bit on Court Street, taking in the sun and speaking about their new project:cllctv.com (Collective) and their rock band: Here.

This was indeed turning into another beautiful day. I went up to my brothers and we hung out with the new kitten into the night, and sat down to a cozy Thai dinner. It;s become a tradition for us to spend time together again and I appreciate every moment of it.

After leaving I made a stop at Trader Joe’s and bought some groceries and ran over to Barnes & Noble to check out some new books. I love Barnes & Noble, and somehow just the smell of books up-lifts me and I usually walk out of there with another 2 books in hand; this time I was good, but I think I will be stopping there later on today, as well as The Strand.

Today as in Monday:

Dream dream, even for a little while
Dream dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away, radiate….

I didn’t sleep very well the night before and actually ended up waking up at 5 am, but when my alarm awoke me with its “80s”-like alarm, and it said 6:20, I pulled myself up and out from under my soft sheets and into the loo to get ready for the day.

I chose a simple vintage pencil velvet skirt and a J-Crew shirt that my friend S has given me as a gift. (Hugs lady!)

I sit by and watch the river flow
I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own
Something you can have and hold…


Snapping this as I walked on over to my favorite lunchtime treat: NY Dosa Man, an all vegan dosa cart located near on the south side of Washington Square Park . I swear he knows exactly what to send my way! Food always makes me a happy lady.

Though I guess I am looking pretty serious in this picture: I also take my lunch seriously.

I’d build a road in gold just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free….

 And that is just what I will do: continue to dream….into reality.

I bid you farewell till tomorrow’s entry…xo.

02.23.12: Belles! Belles! Belles! The beautiful twisting in the snow….

Belles! Belles! Belles!
Un jour mon pre me dit : fiston, j’te vois sortir le soir
A ton ge, il y a des choses qu’un garon doit savoir
Les filles, tu sais, mfie-toi, c’est pas c’que tu crois….

One of my new favorite French songs thanks to my mod-la-chat Kate! Merci! I put the YouTube video on as I got ready for work and it instantly cheered my morning up just by how retro and fun this video is. I tossed clothes around, figured out my makeup for the day and sang in French to myself as I ended up choosing this comfy 70s sweater dress that I bought at Odd Twin in Brooklyn, another one of my favorite vintage stops.

Late 60s/early 70s sweater dress. Vintage Sea Foam Green/blue necklace. Antique Aries Bracelet. The beautiful twisting in the snow...

Elles sont toutes
Belles, belles, belles comme le jour
Belles, belles, belles comme l’amour
Elles te rendront fou de joie
Fou de douleur, mais crois-moi plus fou
D’elles, d’elles, d’elles de jour en jour ….

Kate and I went to see our friend Dan play a relaxed show at Kim’s video last night and then went on to eating dinner at Pukk with her friend (and my new friend!) Brett. Pukk is great because it’s a vegan/vegetarian Thai place that is well, set within a reasonable price range. Being as it may and how Kate and I always emphasize the ideas of travel and exploration and of course, the 60s era…I went home thinking and…

Last night as I lay in my bed at about 11 at night I began to fantasize about getting away for a weekend somewhere soon.

I know that around my birthday plenty of my close friends are planning on going up to Woodstock Farm Animal Sanctuary with me because I go up there annually during the weekend before or after.  My birthday isn’t for another 2 months and I can be a bit impatient. I need to get away before that to refresh my spirit….

I am breaking, in two really on behalf of my need for freedom from the restraints of the cities limits and the fact that I am pretty damn good at keeping busy, it’s actually what I do best but then there are those time’s where I want to run…into the sweet embrace of not knowing what may come next!

So I end up watching video’s  like these that have girls clad in 60s swing coats and dresses. Let’s sway…

(I enjoy these videos all the time!)

I love the philosophy about this song: it’s just so freaking 60s and fun.  Ah, J’adore Claude Francois!

Ah, I need some sort of refresher. I need to wake up feeling the morning’s sweet dew on my skin and breathe in the fresh air of nature. I am craving to hear the soothing sound of a cricket chirp…that would be just lovely. How about the sweet sound of birds chirping (isn’t it spring yet?) as I slowly open my eyes from a sweet slumber? That would surely set me off into a spiral of delight.

Et puis des filles de plus en plus tu vas en rencontrer
Peut-tre mme qu’un soir tu oublieras d’rentrer
Plus t’en verras, plus t’en auras, et plus tu comprendras
Dans ces moments, tu te souviendras que ton vieux pre disait

So,…where should I go? What should I see? Any ideas?

I want to get lost and twirl in the forest dressed in mod and let fate take me into it’s arms…

Elles sont toutes
Belles, belles, belles comme le jour
Belles, belles, belles comme l’amour
Elles te rendront fou de joie
Fou de douleur, mais crois-moi plus fou
D’elles, d’elles, d’elles de jour en jour

But first I am guaranteeing a luxurious taste of sweet vegan ice cream from Lula’s Sweet Apothecary (anyone up to join me?) on this beautiful day in New York City and a nice leisurely walk to Organic Avenue for Lunch because for today will be treated like my first and yesterday was the last day of my life…..as I take in the sweet taste of spring in the air.

And I will end this post on:

““I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person.” – Audrey Hepburn.

So, let me laugh…swing and sway to my 60s French music for today, Je suis les chat. (I am the cat).

And today, I just read this great article entitled “Mod Math” from my friend, Dan Mim’s website, Cllctv.  Check it out…:)

Meow.

P.S.  I love this picture of my father that I have never seen before, a true flower child!

❤ the 60s!

02.17.12: Road to joy….

The sun came up with no conclusion
Flowers sleeping in their beds
This city’s cemetery’s humming
I’m wide-awake, its morning…..

Whimsical Vintage 70s Polyester sky blue dress. Faux leather brown belt.

NOTICE: This post will not be as light and “whimsical” as per usual and it is because it is Fur Free Friday.  If you do not wish to see the truth behind this disgusting fashion:do not continue scrolling down.


Fur Free Friday.

Pinnacle:Reinvent the Icon Magazine. 2011. Annamal (I was Anna...)

That’s right, it’s Friday and this morning on twitter I saw my friend John Bartlett, the great vegan designer who is one of many designers who prove that you can be fashionable without the use of animal products  mention Fur-Free Friday which usually is a titled day that occurs during Black Friday because that’s usually when sales for Fur begin to rise. Hundreds of animal rights activists participate in standing outside of Macy’s on 34th street (and numerous other places all over the world) and protest the use and sales of fur.

Ever since I was a child and my father brought me to my first Animal Rights related anti-fur protest & I watched as other activists explained the cruelty that these beautiful creatures endure: I knew that I will never participate in this fashion. I wore my faux fur jackets for the rest of my life and continue to own a few; you can wear the fashion without cruelty.

I read the body count out of the paper
And now it’s written all over my face
No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
Sometimes that’s just the most comfortable place

But for now on, every Friday in my opinion is entitled Fur-Free Friday, but everyday SHOULD be Fur Free….

Do you not know of the fur industry? Here are just a few facts about the industry to bring to your attention:

There is no beauty in wearing the skin of an animal. The most farmed fur-bearing animal is the mink.  Other animals used for fur include rabbits, foxes, chinchillas, raccoons, beavers and lynxes.  Most fur farms can be found in Europe and even in the mid-west. The animals are kept in very small cages which causes a lot of emotional and physical stress. They are fed meat by-products considered unfit for human consumption. Water is provided by a nipple system which often freezes in the winter and they are often starved to death.

The killing methods on fur farms are gruesome. They use different methods to kill the animals without damaging their fur. Small animals may be put into boxes and poisoned with the hot engine exhaust from a truck as well as numerous other methods…..

So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing
Everyday I’m on the clock
My mind races with all my longings
But can’t keep up with what I got..

What I am trying to state here, on my blog today is that there is NO need to mix cruelty with fashion.

INTERMIX Soho Protest

I am currently  the New York City National Campaigner for the campaign that is currently going on: INTERMIX, PLEASE STOP SELLING FUR. INTERMIX is a nationwide boutique that had just began to sell fur recently(last year) and we are trying to stop them as soon as possible. We arrange protests all over the county in New York City, Los Angeles, Chicago, Miami & Boston to try to show them that it doesn’t matter if their sales are rising: we will NOT stop till they stop the selling of fur and it upsets me because I used to shop there a few years ago joyously knowing that at that time, they did not sell fur. If you happen to see this campaign in your area: please join us on Facebook or sign our online petition where we have over 30,000 signatures and Andrew Keegan and numerous other celebrities have signed on to tell INTERMIX to stop selling fur.

I hope I don’t sound too ungrateful
What history gave modern man
A telephone to talk to strangers
Machine guns and a camera lens

There are many cruelty-free fashion labels out there such as Vaute Couture, OlsenHaus & John Bartlett  and many others that I support and I ask you too, as well. Magazines such as Joshua Katcher’s Pinnacle:Reinvent the Icon (I have modeled for them) and VegNews will explain in detail the cruelty that is involved with the wearing of fur. And movies such as  Skin trade will give you nightmares but also be educating at the same time.

If you wear or own fur & wish to stop; here is how to help.

Please donate it to an animal rescue or shelter so that they can become beds for rescued animals. HSUS will help you donate by clicking here.

Sign petitions to help promote activism in the end of the fur trade.

Watch & share movies and literature that will educate others on stopping the fur trade.

Stop wearing it.

For Male fashion, as well check out my fashion forward friends sites:

The BraveGentleman

The Ethical Man

Pinnacle Magazine: Annamal, 2011 (I am Annamal)

So when you’re asked to fight a war that’s over nothing
It’s best to join the side that’s gonna win
And no one’s sure how all of this got started
But we’re gonna make them goddam certain how its gonna end
Oh ya we will, oh ya we will!

Please stop buying fur and supporting cruelty so these sentient beings can keep the beautiful coats that are  intended for them to wear.

Foster cat: Tricia. She keeps her beautiful coat.

The song is by Bright Eyes.

02.09.12: Moon River….

Moon River, wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you’re going I’m going your way.

One of my favorite songs sung by Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s. I won’t even bother mentioning that this is a favorite movie of mine because it isn’t, it’s not even my favorite: it can’t be on the list. It’s an ICONIC movie of mine. 😉  I once had a cat named…”Cat”, I wear black shift dresses and my friend Tanya’s nickname for me will always be “Audrey”…..

Audrey & her baby deer...

Growing up I would watch anything that Audrey had acted in because her natural sweet spirit, and sing-song voice and beautiful grace.  She was a woman of honor as she would donate to Childline and other charities across the world and throughout her life. She would volunteer her free time to helping others and this is in fact what I wanted from life in the long run: a life of giving, care and empathy.

At one point when I was taking french in high school, we watched Sabrina (amongst many other films, of course) and this became a life changing event. I decided right then that I would be running to France as soon as I can and basically chop my hair off and become beautiful. Why do I say this? Because when I was a freshman in high school I had long hair, glasses (wait I still have long hair and wear glasses occasionally!), and basically had very low self-esteem. I would look in the mirror  and over analyze my reflection staring back at me. I would hide underneath large shirts and jeans and not want to show off any sort of youthful beauty I may have had and would feel isolated. What I didn’t know is what beauty really is and that’s what we find during our youthful years, isn’t it?

Why are teenagers so impressionable? I needed something to inspire me to want to step beyond this teenage angst and I watched Sabrina which opened my eyes to a fairy tale of beauty as she returns from Paris growing there from a young girl into a charming elegant lady. Her hair cut short into a pixie cut and rouged lips perfectly penciled in. After seeing this movie I did a modeling gig for Bumble & Bumble in which guess what they did without my even mentioning it? They chopped my very long hair into a short pixie, placed sunglasses in my hand and instructed me on a few tips for the future. I didn’t know what my future may bring but I did know that one day, I would be in Paris. But even more so,  I promised that I wouldn’t lose track of my virtues. I will be a strong woman and not base my life on looks or glances but on poise. She broke free of the restraints of innocence and let go, and like her, I did this too.

Pixie cut....picture taken after a runway show.

At 18, I was given a book written by Anais Nin, but I will write a post on her another time.  Explore.

Two drifters off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end–

Why am I bringing this up? Well last night, I went to my friend Joy’s show at Rockwood Music HallJoy Askew is not only a friend of mine that I appreciate dearly but she is also a talented and inspirational artist with heartfelt lyrics. She described a story last night about her cat and her house in France and how everyday there would be a bit of sun shining through the bathroom at the same time each day and there lay the cat, bathing in the rays. Maybe just how she explains stories and or her melodic voice: it ceased me. How amazing life is that we sometimes have routine and there lay this serene sentient being everyday at the same time for his nap.  Peaceful….

Life is beautiful. Just seize it, take it, make out with it for all I care but definitely move forward with all your passions.  Sometimes we need peaceful breaks like Joy taking a holiday to France to enjoy her lovely farmhouse with her cats to inspire us and bring us back to our dreams. As I was talking to people at the show and after and reflecting on the people I choose to keep in my life, I realized that you can always achieve the dreams you have. Like Sabrina, go for it.  Like me, live it as this is reality and you only get one chance right now, this lifetime anyway.

Live presently:

Mod 60's button down shift dress; Beacon's Closet. ($20), Vintage Echo Scarf; Gift(Thanks Carol!), patterned tights.

Thank you Carol for this scarf 🙂

waiting ’round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

I have to mention though: I am not a Tiffany’s “girl”. I live on my thrift, vintage and whatever else I find recycled and enjoy this matter-of-factually. I may love style and elegance but you know what I find perfect? Sentiments.

 C’est la vie!

02.07.12: Venus (De Milo)

The Birth of Venus, by Sandro Botticelli c. 1485–1486.

Tight toy night, streets were so bright.
The world looked so thin and between my bones and skin
there stood another person who was a little surprised
to be face to face with a world so alive.
I fell.

Television.

Venus (De Milo) just happens to be a song by the NY punk band, Television. The song was written by Tom Verlaine in the 70s and one of the most inspiring songs I have heard as I love it’s mellow riffs that seizes me into pure enjoyment. Richard Lloyd, a brilliant and soulful guitarist would play along to this mellowed song. (I still go see him play and am mesmerized every time.) Television just so happens to be one of the first punk bands to help open the famed club, CBGB’s.

History.

I grew up going to CBGB’s literally my whole life as I would always be in the East Village with my father and we would usually end up making a stop there. I have memories of my youthful life as I would try to be at the front of the small stage watching whatever punk band or new artist was up there. Throughout my life, I would frequent the club and well into my early 20’s I would sometimes participate in small showcases and introduce friend’s bands and basically bask in the history of this East Village hangout. Do you know the history? SO many incredible bands first played on that stage that was built by, you guessed it, Television and The Ramones. I didn’t care what it looked like or smelled like: this bar was just another part of my life and I lived it. I’d end up moshing (but not too much!) or going there on New Year’s Eve to count down. Life, such an easy time when CBGB’s existed and now that it is gone: New York is missing something spectacular called edgy creativity.

Didja feel low? No, not at all. Huh???

I fell right into the Arms of Venus de Milo.
I stood up, walked out of the Arms of Venus de Milo.
You know it’s all like some new kind of drug.
My senses are sharp and my hands are like gloves.

Last night after work, I decided to take a walk with Kate up to Union Square and run some errands. The light breeze was revitalizing as I made my errands and decided to just take another long walk downtown out of pure joy. I let my body guide me without my thoughts to apparent and just enjoyed the cities lights. I love this city on nights like these, because I felt like I let go; of thoughts, of restrictions….take me dear wind, into your hollow arms.

I bought myself a gift at Lush, which smells of sweet Argon oil with rose and is a “Body Conditioner” and a few other sweet scented items there, as well. After having a long conversation with the retail girl and talking to her about veganism, she said “if you have skin like that, I am going vegan”, modest me, I can’t take compliments well but I thanked her and then we continued to talk about other things in our life. I love New York City because of just that fact: I can meet a perfect stranger at a retail store and strike up a great conversation.

Needless to say about the conditioner, I couldn’t wait to get it home and try it out. It was AMAZING, the moment I stepped out of the shower and towel dried myself off: and took a deep breath in of the  sweet rose petal scent and it brought me instantly to a spring day and my skin felt as soft as the petals themselves. I fell in love with myself all over again. 🙂 Is this the start of a new addiction? I guarantee, as well as 100% vegan. Honestly, I love taking care of myself and it’s not vanity as some might say when people do this.  I enjoy myself having nice nails, hair, smooth skin & the beauty of taking care of and loving yourself.

Today, I woke up and took my sweet time as I chose my vintage dress & cardigan for the day: Blue, in honor of the bright blue skies outdoors.

It's a Blue Tuesday.....Vintage Cardigan: Etsy.com

60's shift dress: Beacons closet for $18.00!

This cardigan happens to be one of my favorite finds on Etsy.com. I tend to shop Etsy quite a bit as I can always find a vintage outfit, scarf, top, furniture or decoration easily. There is also Vegan Etsy where I either buy myself plenty of cute little vegan items or my friends gifts for their birthdays, ah how I adore Vegan Etsy.

Sunny dresses for rose petal days and soft sentimental hearts.

Suddenly my eyes went so soft and shaky.
I knew there was pain but pain is not aching.
Then Richie, Richie said:
“Hey man let’s dress up like cops
Think of what we could do!”
But something, something said “you better not.”
And I fell.

02.2.12: Space Oddity…

Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God’s love be with you….

Ah, David Bowie. Iconic, Beautiful, Glam…Gorgeous and the iconic androgynous man. (And if you know me, that’s a plus!) Oh, and in some cases magical (Labyrinth). Ok, I will stop describing him as I am sure you all are well aware of these thing and more.

I grew up knowing of and hearing Bowie through my father’s friends and not so much at home but his beauty, voice and magic hypnotized me. I’d hear Space Oddity as a child and imagine myself living through this descriptive song. Ziggy Stardust? You know it. Two of my favorite movies has actually had Bowie starring it it: Can you guess them? I’ll give you a hint…

Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One, Liftoff
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave the capsule if you dare….

Labyrinth: An epic film during my life which I have seemed to possibly watch over 100 times and continue doing so. I remember one time waking up in what I think might have been Massachusetts at 3 a.m. as a young girl (maybe 5 years old) and not knowing where I am but at someones house and far from home after traveling in a van all night during the summer months and there was Labyrinth, on the Telly as several people slept beside me.  I fell for this man’s voice right there, slightly worried by his character, The Goblin King, but not able to fall asleep again: I watched the whole film  and didn’t even question who may have turned it on. It was fate and I was able to handle it.

The Man who Fell to Earth is a movie & book that I discovered several years ago realizing that Bowie was in it and it became on the top of my must watch list. Every time I watch it I notice something different and an oddity, the book: deep and intriguing. Recently, I was able to see it at The Film Forum in the West Village. Seeing it in the cinema and not on the telly? Magical! (Though I had already watched it several times at my flat!)

If you have not read or heard of  The Man who fell to earth, you must go read the book and watch the movie..NOW.  It seems to affect people in different ways and some times, you don’t even know what is happening. It’s simply brilliant.

And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do

What is going on currently, you ask? What shirt do I wear? Well you all know what shirt I was wearing yesterday. After work I ran to pick up my beloved guitar and then I ran over to an important meeting for a group that I am currently involved with: Food Justice Affinity Group. We are mostly made up of vegans(and vegetarians) who work with Occupy Wall Street. We have quite a few ideas in doing out reach to the outer borough neighborhoods of New York City, both vegan outreach and Occupy Wall Street outreach. We want to show change and make change. If you did catch me posting our live stream link, great! If not you can watch what we are up to here & part II is here.

And in honor of Space Oddity: This shirt is amazing, right? This happens to be my friend Nick from work who has a brilliant style. He knows how to carry a cardigan with a t-shirt like no other and dresses mod occasionally! (Definitely hip!).  When he passed me with this shirt on, I instantly took this photo because I already knew the topic in which I was writing my daily post on.  Nick tends to be one of my  Mod Pod Daily “photographers”, as well.

Space Cat!

As we are already in this theme, I actually did a somewhat Mod Military look.

Mod Military

Military Mod: Charles Military Tank upcycled by AuH2O, Black granite vintage necklace & gold necklace, swapped vintage wrist bracelet & Black vintage schoolgirl skirt & printed tights from the swap.

Comfy sweater from clothing swap.

AUH2O, where I happen to pick up the upcycled shirt and & I have had a long history. AuH2O (Kate’s last name is Goldwater)  is a second-hand and vintage clothing store located in the East Village in which a good friend of mine, Kate Goldwater had opened quite a number of years ago. I wondered in one day and basically never left: becoming friends with Kate and modeling her designs even to this day. Her and her partner are very picky about what they decide to sell in the shop and no matter what when I go in there I always walk out with a bag of items at GREAT prices. Kate also does numerous fashion shows and fashionable items that reflect her (as well as my own) activist choices. Kate is not only an inspiration but a delight.  But seriously, I LOVE Charles military tank. 🙂

Check out her shop at:

84 East 7th Street  in New York City and her website at: www.auh2oshop.com/

Also, this may be off topic but I have recently came across Moroccan Oil: It is AMAZING. My hair feels like a dream and shines like the sun. Check it out and you shall to be amazed!

Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you….
“Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do….

Personally, I would love to be floating far above the moon looking down at the earth below and realizing we are all space cats..Odd? I think not. Word of the day? Magical.  Because that’s what space cats are.

Can you hear me Major Tom?

Space Mod Hop

P.S. WAR is OVER. You can wear a military inspired outfit but please do not support wars of any kind. Though I am sure Charles was a nice guy. Peace.

01.20.12: Touch your lips with a magic kiss, And you’ll be a bluebird too, And you’ll know what love can do….

Paul McCartney (when he was in Wings) singing Bluebird was the first song this morning when I woke up and turned on my I-tunes and hit shuffle that I listened to.  Hearing him sing such a song that got me moving was what inspired me to wear this semi casual 70’s-80’s outfit, and of course it has to be primarily the color blue:

70's Mod Sweater.

I'm a Bluebird...Acrylic knit sweater bought at Stache. Mod Print.

Being inspired this morning by Paul is a dream come true since I truly didn’t sleep all to well last night. I usually find myself waking up and checking the time to see how much LONGER I can actually sleep and maybe jotting down a few words into one of my journals and passing out again.

Paul is an extraordinary person to me. I have met him previously while living in Dublin and not that I didn’t already like him because believe me, I did..he actually became more of someone I can say when I hear what he has to say, see his face and or read up on his new activist moves: he brings light to my soul. His concerts are powerful (Well, he is a Beatle!)…and he is vegetarian. He represents PETA, and speaks highly on Animal Rights and Human Rights activism. He had started the campaign of Meat Free Mondays which involves asking people who do eat meat to at least try to cut out meat for just one day a week: Mondays. and wrote a song for it.

Meat Free Monday, it’s a fun day……

“If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be a vegetarian” – Paul McCartney.

All alone on a desert island
We’re living in the trees,
And we’re flying in the breeze….

Desert? Not at all, it is actually quite cold here in NYC right now but this gives me a chance to show off my retro jackets. I have a slight obsession with numerous coats and I never seem to wear them all but I decided on wearing this one today as it is comfy, warm and fits well with jeans: & I love my go-go hat:

Go-go bluebird

Late at night when the wind is still
I’ll come flying through your door….

Tonight I will be having a slumber party with my good friend Diana and am so very excited about that! This means typically being girly; painting each others nails, talking about boys and watching movies that will probably melt our hearts and even more likely: dancing to music and jumping around in our pajamas. There will be pics: I guarantee this.  Even more so: We will probably make sure to say “No Boys allowed” or “Boys drool, girls rule”  This is one girl that the fun just keeps on giving. I will be wearing a mod nightgown *if it’s not to cold* and or my usual Animal rights shirt with sweat pants.  She is inspiring and I look forward to hanging all night with her! She is the owner of Elements Wellness Boutique which is located in Westfield, NJ.

Next step: to buy a nice pair of flannel pajamas, maybe I will stop by at Odd Twin in Brooklyn tonight and check out if they have any. I really enjoy going to sleep looking nice because in the morning while I walk up to the mirror drowsy and half asleep (really, like a zombie), I smile as I knowingly entered the world of dreams: looking my best. 🙂

Tomorrow: I will be holding a Protest against INTERMIX because they have recently started to sell Fur (UK!) nationwide and I am the campaigner for the NYC Branch of this Anti-Fur Campaign.  Please try to attend this:

NEW YORK INTERMIX DEMO:

Soho Store & Location on Prince Street (98 Prince St ) , 1:00PM to 2:30PM

Saturday, January 21st.

Please bring signs and cameras.  Facebook Link: http://www.facebook.com/#!/events/290192981029811/

P.S.  Thank you to Jacquelyn, my wonderful roommate for waking me up with Gluten Free Chocolate cake she had baked last night for her Vegan Catering Company, Vegan Bun Buns….mmmm!!!!

Till next time…

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