Bbb-blame it on the Ah-a-a-a-a-alcohol.

next month's Interior Design magazine has a beautiful spread on Elie Tahari's studio in an old bank building designed by Skidmore, Owings, Merrill. it's refreshing to see good design, both in fashion, interiors, and architecture.

NETWORK

i need to work on this.

i watched rachel zoe (guilty pleasure). i don't think she presents herself well. i am always torn between fashion interests and a strong desire to not be shallow and to not fall into the trap of materialism. i haven't figured out a healthy balance.

i want to change the world. i want to wear clothes fit specifically to me. and i dont want this just for me. i want this for everyone. money or not. what does that do to fashion branding when it is readily available to everyone? and does that matter?

i want to read every book in the world and see every beautiful thing. i got into parsons but i haven't gone yet. i deferred, and i can't decide which dreams to pursue in one lifetime.

short lived

i love this girl.

more on aitor throup:

on brandish
on style
on dazed digital
on style skillng
on royal college of art
on fashion indie
on itsweb

everything is reminiscent of a dark fairytale out of the pages of Roald Dahl or Tim Burton.

i have never seen better.

aitor throup reminded me of two things i read quoted in Kinzer's All the Shah's Men

first, tenth-century Persian poet Ferdowsi in the Shahnameh (4x as long as the Iliad) recounting Arab conquerors looting Ctesiphon in 638:

Curse this world, curse this fate
That uncivilized Arabs have come to force me to be Muslim....

O Iran! Where are all those kings, who adorned you
With justice, equity and munificence, who decorated
You with pomp and splendor, gone?
From that date when the barbarian, saveage, coarse
Bedouin Arabs sold your king's daughter in the street
And cattle market, you have not seen a bright day, and
Have lain hidden in darkness

second, thirteenth-century mystic Jelaluddin Rumi rejecting orthodoxy:

I hold to no religion or creed,
am neither Eastern nor Western,
Muslim or infidel,
Zoroastrian, Christian, Jew or Gentile.
I come from neither land nor sea,
am not related to those above or below,
was not born nearby or far away,
do not live either in Paradise or on this Earth,
claim descent not from Adam and Eve or the Angels above.
I transcend body and soul.
My home is beyond place and name.
It is with the beloved, in space and beyond space.
I embrace all and am part of all.

Kinzer, Stephen. All The Shah's Men: An American Coup and the Roots of Middle Eastern Terror. (Hoboken, NJ: Wiley, 2003) pp. 21, 26.