super normal super liars

In the past two days, a popular fashion monthly’s September issue has successfully ensnared editors, Instagrammers, and casual fashion consumers alike, garnering praise that seemingly signifies an iconic photographic industry moment, as ripe online fangirling proves. The content at hand: Our generation’s answer to Vogue‘s grunge editorial circa Marc Jacobs at Perry Ellis? A modern iteration of any Linda, Christy, Naomi moment of the late ’80s? A 21st century rival to Corinne Day, Kate Moss,...

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revisiting // junya watanabe ss ’04

Summer 2014 wardrobe oasis has been sourced- or perhaps more aptly, spotted- via time machine set to ten years past, and it’s a veritable treasure trove of dots, biker shorts, and boob seams that feel appropriately and unabashedly so right, right now that I could write a trite, borderline senior thesis on the forward thinking of the Japanese guard. I will abstain, and in lieu, I’m listening to that “new” Michael Jackson track (“Love Never Felt So...

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on nickel + allergies + the unfortunate combination of the two

What happens when you develop a physical intolerance to your wardrobe? On bondage gear fate and hopeless metal sensitivities, a taste of my latest piece, “Allergic to Fashion,” on the Style Con: “It appeared that my nickel allergy was (quite literally) itching to thwart my accessory style, namely my bondage gear, cc: harness collection, and hence, debilitating my layering game. But what does a fiend do in such an, okay, less literal bind when it...

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why not… plaster your face in papier mache?

DIRECTIONS: -Wrap head in plastic wrap. RECOMMENDED: Industrial-sized Cling Classic. -Adapt to lifestyle sans air. -Ask a discriminating preschooler to papier mache your skull. Bribe with gummy candy that you will no longer physically be capable of consuming. BONUS: Is child enrolled in Chelsea-based art daycare and/or descended from esteemed art collector/dealer? Ask for personal fingerprint indentations for investment purposes. -Let dry. -Frustrated, preferably on a gallery night Thursday, dig into papier mache just over...

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a freelance recap

Fresh off my informal writing sabbatical in which I 1) quit my day job and 2) reformulated my life, I present an informal relaunch, plus recap on the self-effacing, cynical fashion criticism we left off on, because I missed initial contribution to both #normcore and that Kimye Vogue cover, and I’ve really genuinely pined after that unique self-employed opportunity to brush Uncle Eddy’s vegan cookie crumbs off my keyboard while sifting through eBay “research.” So without further ado,...

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