Archive for September, 2013
Monday links
- Very pretty images of blocks of ice. (Flavorwire)
- There is a temperature-controlled, unmarked warehouse in Queens where extra-fancy people store all their clothes. Clients can access the contents of their closets via iPad, and make selections at any time. Clueless was so damn prescient. (Daily Mail)
- At this stage in the game, is anybody really all that surprised that this exists? (Time)
- This, on the other hand (and awesomely) would have been pretty tough to predict coming down the pike.
- Yes, I am 13 year old boy. (Laughing Squid)
My kingdom for a plate
John Derian and French earthenware company Astier de Villatte have embarked on a collaboration so gobsmakingly beautiful that I’m feeling freshly motivated to sell a few fancy bags on eBay just so I can justify buying a piece or two. Like this this marbled dinner plate, which absolutely destroys me.
Or this dreamy little cloud cup.
Or this excellent serving plate, which looks very classically Astier, but with a charming, wee little fly interrupting the proceedings.
Reader discovery: Cuyana
Many thanks to Girls of a Certain Age-er Lori Lovejoy (excellent name, no?) for sending along a link to Cuyana, a San Francisco-based outfit that sells items sourced from and made in Peru, Ecuador, Turkey, and other points far flung. Prices are delightfully reasonable, especially when one factors in the quality of what’s on offer, and the fact that everything’s ethically produced. This weekender, for instance, packs in a lot of style for $120, and while I am partial to what you see here, because black canvas with brown leather detailing always gets me going, this Carhartt-hued neutral is also not without its charms.
You know how I get about a nice saddlebag.
Oh, how I wish I could justify the purchase of this divine Turkish bathrobe.
Friday links
- You may find yourself both amused and compelled by these portraits of the protagonists of banned books.
- Likewise, this rundown of themed strip clubs is—not especially intentionally—hilarious. Men can be silly. (Time)
- How many of these real-life Breaking Bad locations can you identify without looking at the captions? (Wired)
- The chairman of Barilla pasta is pretty much a wanker ( Atlantic Wire)
- Unbearable cuteness of the day (Laughing Squid)
The happiest thing on earth
That I am 49 years old and can’t stop watching this brings me no shame whatsoever .
Tattoo Thursday
Tribeca Mom got her first tattoo yesterday: a monogram of her son’s and husband’s first initials. It sits right on the inside of her left wrist, where it will peek out from underneath her Hermes Cape Cod watch, a genius reflection of her preppy/cool style. Nobody is a greater master of high/low dressing than Tribeca Mom, and when she showed up at at the desperately hip Williamsburg tattoo salon (Andrea and I came along for moral support) it was in an outfit I couldn’t stop marveling at. So simple, and yet enviably threw-it-together cool. It takes a lot to make purple leopard print sneakers work, readers, but I swear to you, they did.
*who actually has a name, Meredith Rollins, and does some first-rate blogging of her own.
1. Rebecca Taylor 2. American Eagle 3. TenThousandThings 4. Zara 5. Zara 6. Gap