dress: Geld Iaz, 1998 | hat: Zadig & Voltaire, 2009 | eyewear: Ray Ban, 2004 | bag: courtesy of The Raleigh, 2011
i love Miami. true, i grew to hate it when i lived here in the winter of 1992, but what can i say. it’s a great place to visit…
although currently my new favorite hotels are The W and The Setai, they were both entirely booked up due to the big annual boat show. so back to The Raleigh it was— ah, the memories. the poor Raleigh isn’t quite the same now as back in the golden olden Andre Balazs days, but it’s still a special little gem.
late breakfast by the pool; met friends for dinner at Prime 112 (even though i kinda can’t stand that place).
dress: Geld Iaz, 1999 | hat: Kangol, 2009 | briefcase: Prada, 2006
a perfect brutally freezing day to sit by the fireplace and enjoy hot brandy-spiked apple cider at The Bowery Hotel. two very good clients happened to be there too. a woman across the way spent the entire time complaining about her boss at LVMH. happy Fashion Week.
dress (as skirt): Geld Iaz, 2004 | teeshirt: American Apparel, 2010 | coat: Gianni Versace, 1989 | shoes: Y3 Yohji Yamamoto for Adidas, 2010 | bag: Luba J, 2005 | eyewear: Fiction, 2010
i only wore this coat hoping Spring will come soon and i won’t have much more of an occasion to wear it for at least another ten months.
drinks at Living Room in the Standard Hotel with accessories designer Julija Stoliarova of Luba J, it was so much fun. remember when she was a 40-foot high billboard on Houston Street for Kangol by Luba J? she’s so beautiful. dinner at Villa Pacri.
crochet halter top: Geld Iaz, 2004 | car coat: Rick Owens Lilies, 2007 | fuchsia halter dress: Geld Iaz, 2002 | dress: Geld Iaz, 2003
was feeling under the weather yesterday, so just stayed in. only ventured out to the drugstore, but i certainly wouldn’t want to bore you with the get-up i rocked at Duane Reade. dug out these old photos instead, the ones which were featured in that SoJones article, in case you missed it or want a closer look or something. i replaced the beach chair one (with the rejects) cuz that one’s totally played-out anyways, i chose it for my Facebook® profile back when Gawker still allowed commentator log-in via farcebook (because they banned my longtime commentator "handle," remember?)— it was the only one i had that i thought most capably implied "oh go fuck yourself." believe me, as a Gawker "commenter" it’s best to be as preemptive as possible (because most of their "regular" commenters are assholes). it’s still my Farcebook profile picture but only because i’m too lazy to mess with that stuff.
sigh, seeing these pictures makes me think it’s time to escape this interminable antarctic tundra. oh yah, it’s Fashion Week. another great reason to get the hells out of Dodge. ahaa hah haa oh what a Fashion lover i am.
car coat: Rick Owens Lilies, 2007 | dress: Geld Iaz, 2003 | wrap: Geld Iaz, 1997 | boots: Dior, 2005 | briefcase: Prada, 2006 | eyewear: Yves St Laurent, 2010
it’s 41˚! yay!
this is intense fashion therapy for my compounding symptoms of Winter Allergy.
dress: Geld Iaz, 1998/2010 | blazer: Emporio Armani, 2010 | shoes: Burberry Prorsum, 2010 | bag: Ann Demeulmeester, 2002 | eyewear: Fiction, 2010
yah so i wore the flesh mesh dress mess for my on-camera interview for CBS’s The Insider. yay!
dress: Geld Iaz (original), 1998 | dress: Geld Iaz (redux), 2011
i decided to remake this old dress from 1998, because i’ve pretty much worn it to death. i had it in mind to wear for a certain occasion, but on further speculation i decided the dress was way too transparent to be appropriate. since i had a very similar fabric in stock, only a touch weightier, i figured it would be perfect for a replica.
well it turned out to be a bigger headache than i anticipated, the machine and the fabric did not get along at all. ha ha ahaa, the inside of the dress is a complete disaster, the seams are all awry and i barely bothered with the trimming. but maybe it’s for the best so nobody can buy it right off my back. it happens a lot more times than you’d imagine, i don’t know what the hells clients are thinking sometimes. i’ve lost more personal garments while wearing them than i can even begin to count. so at least this one’s a keeper for sure.