Showing posts with label idolatry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label idolatry. Show all posts

{ goldwyn girl }








loved these photographs (by tommy ton) of vintage historian/collector, writer, filmmaker and jewelry designer liz goldwyn (a multi-hyphenate after my own heart!), as seen last week on nowness.com // more HERE.

{ heat wave }

kelly wearstler is my biggest interior design icon, and half the reason i booked it to miami for art basel was that i was offered a room in a friend's suite, at one of her boutique hotel projects, the tides. i couldn't pass up an opportunity to spend a few days immersed in her work! it did not disappoint:







{ images via google + tidessouthbeach.com }

{ apfel addict }






the obsession only grows. { images via vogue pelle }

{ never say goodbye } the legacy of liberace

as i mentioned yesterday, i had a game-changing, borderline-religious experience while visiting las vegas. no, i didn't get married. nor did i hit the jackpot. i didn't even go all fear & loathing. instead, i dragged my dear friend and vacation-mate cleo (who just started a blog!!), and our beleaguered boyfriends to the liberace museum. it was incredible.
for those of you who are not familiar with his legacy, liberace (pronounced liber-ah-chee) was a famous pianist, known for his over-the-top showmanship, a longstanding career on the vegas strip, and for being the highest paid entertainer in the world from the 1950s-70s.

from the looks of things, most of that money was reinvested into his wardrobe (a solid choice, in this case). apparently, he once single-handedly saved swarovski (the crystal company) from bankruptcy. an american hero, obviously:

but back to the museum. instead of being housed in a gaudy, glittering castle on the strip (as the lib's legacy so clearly deserves), it's nestled in some seedy suburban strip mall, next to the creepily-windowless good times bar (which offers 'recession specials' and opens at 8am! yikes.).

{ i wore: my most vegas-worthy, self-titled 'elvis sunnies' by devi kroell for vogue eyewear (last seen HERE), the glamourai necklace, s2vs shirt, betsey johnson dress, coach bag, lamb shoes }

luckily, this lousy locale belies the awe-inspiring splendor of what hides inside:

{ indeed, we have just seen a disco-ball rolls royce ("boy, it really stops traffic when i shop at safeway!"), a pink feather cape (with train!) and a swarovski crystal-encrusted piano with lucite lid & matching bench. OMG. }

perhaps my favorite thing about the self-described "one-man disneyland"? his intense dedication to finger-bling...


...though the details in all his attire were truly breathtaking. i mean:





like the man himself says in this video, "look me over! i didn't get dressed like this to go unnoticed." amen, mister.

if ever you find yourself visiting vegas, please make time for a trip to this hidden gem!

{ commander in chic }

all of the fur-pouf surprises and vintage-y jewels in the new j.crew look book have me pining extra hard for the arrival of fall. it's my favorite season to dress for! and yet there's still so long to wait.



if you've not yet watched the behind-the-scenes video from this shoot (it's certainly made its way around the internets already), please do so now. then, click over to fashionista to read 'the five keys to (j.crew creative director) jenna lyons' success.' what an inspiration she is ~ a true fashion role model!

life at lori's { part II }

yesterday, i showed you a little hint of the wonderful wardrobe of stylist lori goldstein. today, prepare to be charmed by the chic chelsea loft that contains all that glamour!

lori's decor is executed with a thoroughly modern sensibility ~ but manages at the same time to be completely homey and inviting. warm, personal touches (like massive quartz, crystals and blocks of exotic wood) soften the space, as super luxe designer furniture mingles with tribal rugs, friends' artwork, and fashion finds too fab to be hidden away in closets.

it's a clever combination of carefully curated and artfully unstudied ~ and somehow it all feels like something you'd want to wear. isn't that what everyone wants in their home?!


it's been said that everything you need to know about a person can be gleaned from spending an hour in their abode. the little vignette below ~ in which figurines of the hindu god ganesh are flanked by minuscule hermes and louis vuitton shopping bags ~ pretty much sums up lori g. to me!

indeed, sweet details surprise in every corner. that's why, creepy as it may seem, i even had to take my camera with me into the powder room:

like my hostess herself proclaimed, "even faucets are important, darling!"...

...as are desks, chairs, and storage boxes (r&y augousti make her favorites):

one thing this apartment has in common with my own? they both really belong to our dogs. lori's 15-year-old pup, lucy, lounges on pillows made from an old dries van noten dress...

...or on a donghia-doggy-print-upholstered papa-bear chair:
meanwhile, the lady of the house is most at home hanging out on her expansive roof deck:

{ lori wears a chloe blouse, rag & bone pants, and devi kroell shoes }

creative, talented people always manage to have equally illustrious friends. one of lori's besties, painter maggie vitagliano, made this quirky portrait of her, which has since become the icon of the logo line she designs for QVC:

it's absolutely too adorable ~ just like the lively lass (with the lovely loft) who inspired it!