Must. Have. Now.

Decent pictures of the upcoming Rodarte for Target line have proven to be more elusive than bigfoot himself, but what I've seen so far has mede me really excited: a perfect combination of solid and sheer, lace and tulle, belts and tights. Here are a few pics I snagged off of nymag.com:

I'm not sure if I'm quite ready to walk around pants-less, however the two cardigans on the side are awesome. Long cardigans+belts=love.

I must have the dress on the left. I must.

Oh the yearning! The yellow ensemble is wonderful along with the black dress on the right. I really like the idea of black lace tights, I just dont know if i would show off the high waistedness (yep thats a word)

Farmhouse Palette

In my dream world, I would have a house for each season (carbon footprint be damned). This would be my autumn cottage. Nook beds are the best.

(via the New York Times)

I Hope There Are Prints In Heaven

Ok so usually I shy away from the mushy stuff (because, lets face it, romance is gross), but I am just such a sucker for lovely prints that I could not help myself:

Love the wooden frames. Pretty cool no? These babies are by Coulson Macleod. (via designsponge)

Don't Stop Me Now

As some of you may have noticed, my blog has been somewhat dormant for the past couple of days. I decided to be a follower and do what everybody else was doing and get the flu. It's so trendy! Just kidding, the past few days were actually quite miserable with a nasty cough, aches, and a fever (Thats why they call me Mr. Fahrenheiiiiiit- get it? the title of my post? anything? eh forget you) but I finally conquered the beast! Below is a photograph taken in my room yesterday that shows me not taking anymore nonsense:


Ah man I am hilarious.

Cafe and Cabaret

Next month the MFA will be holding an exhibition of Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec's work titled "Cafe and Cabaret". The museum's website says that the artist "is known for his bold images of performers in the centers of Parisian entertainment in the 1880s and 1890s: the café-concerts and cabaret nightclubs in the bohemian neighborhood of Montmartre." All of the images depict Paris through Toulouse's eyes. A Thanksgiving art museum field-trip anyone?

Image of the Day: 10/22/09

(Just for future reference, all of my "Image of the day" posts are from ffffound unless otherwise noted)

So Purdy

Why? Whyyyyy must I be broke? I wanna buy all of these and feel purdy and feminine instead of what I usually feel, a brokedown version of a girl. But I mean lets be honest, I dont think I have the cajones to wear butterflies on my head. Maybe someday.

From the a-mazing etsy shop Which Goose.

This-a-Way or That-a-Way?

I wish my life was like this.

(via ffffound)

Swim Until You Can't See Land

Image of the Day: 10/21/09

Typography in Motion

You Make My Heart Sing

As some of you may know, Where The Wild Things Are is coming out tonight and I am flippin excited. In order to commemorate this auspicous occasion, Mr. Solomon over at Kitsune Noir made a Wild Things-themes mixcast. Its like a convergance of all my favorite things. I'm pretty happy right now. Happy Weekend!

The Dream Keeper by Langston Hughes
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.

Incredible Hulk

I love the internet, it allows me to find stuff like this. Head on over to flickr to see dozens more creations by hulk4589. (now do you get my headline? huh? aint I clever?)

T-Shirt Site of the Week(ha): The Oh Snap Project

A simple yet great idea: photographer using t-shirts to display their work. Oh Snap.

Mr. Bear, I Agree

As some of you may know, I avoid going home to Boston like the plague. Upside: I get to see the mama and mah seesters. Downside: THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO (desides wallow in my lost childhood). Meh. Oh well, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, and this girl needs her winter jackets. Lets hope for a Sunday return.

Life is Unfair

This week is not going according to plan. I can deal with all of the papers and assignments, but why did my headphones have to die? WHY? Instead of walking to class guided by the voice of Iron & Wine or The Rolling Stones, I now only have my thoughts to keep me company. Um, No. That is not ok.

(p.s. yes i know i can just go out and a buy a new pair, and yes two years is a perfectly acceptable lifespan for heavily used earbuds, but I much rather enjoy being morose thank you very much. Plus someone knocked over and damaged my mums yesterday and that has since put me on the negative nancey track. Those mum-hating bastards.) (image via we heart it)

Erm What Problem?

I picked up this book yesterday, and the back reads as follows:
"One of Robbins most popular novels, this is a sort of love story that takes place inside a pack of Camel cigarettes. It reveals the purpose of the moon, explains the difference between criminals and outlaws, and paints a portrait of contemporary society that includes powerful Arabs, exiled royalty, and pregnant cheerleaders. It also deals with the problem of redheads. "

Thinking In The Night

I can think clearly in the night, knowing that I'm right, about to hit my pillow. Music is really better, than any bunch of letters, and can make a mad man mellow.

-Compliments of me twin. She's brilliant. (image via polanoid)

Phill Clatworthy

I'm a fan. You can find more at his website.

Bobby Solomon, You Have Done It Again

The back and cover of his latest mix tape. Wonderful.

Just another crap post

Yep, that's me.

Welp I'm Fecked

So Junior year has not really gotten off to a great start. I've only been in school for two weeks, but I am already quiiiiiiite far behind. So. Much. Reading. However, I have decided that it is not fair to deprive all my faithful readers (both of you) of my witty musings and intelligent postings just because I can't get my shit together. Thats right folks: I'm Back

I Give Up

Ok so I know that this is a little late but I'm officially suspending posting until the summer is over (aka when i move into my new hizouse). I thought could blog even though i dont have internet acess. Welp, turns out I am an idiot. Sorry homies (I mean, i know some of you reallllly rely on crooked lurve). See ya back here in a few weeks