Today is several seconds longer than yesterday. Sun, I'll see you soon.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
"I found this straw hat at a farmers’ market in Sonoma, California. The only other people I'd seen wearing it before were the workers in the vineyards. I’d always assumed the hat was from Mexico because most of the vineyard labourers are Mexican. It turns out the hat is from Ghana, Africa. It is handmade and comes only in ‘natural’ with a variety of colours striped on the brim and base of the hat.
I've had the hat for four years and it keeps getting better with age. It's been in the ocean and the pool several times, yet refuses to be destroyed. The shape only improved with weathering. I bought several for my storefront in NYC, but it felt like a fish out of water in the city. It cries out for the California coastline and the arid deserts of Africa."
At times I feel like I'm Jack's hat ... a fish out of water in the city, crying out for the California coastline. In less than a week I'll be back. If I'm being responsible I'll search for a hat, but most likely I'll welcome the sun, worry about wrinkles another day.
Sunday, June 24, 2012
In the summer New York can get unpleasant. The heat intensifies the omnipresent scent of garbage, which is now mixed in with the smell of streetside kebab vendors and sweat.
I've written about before how my relationship with New York was not love at first sight.
But my position on it has softened. In little ways the city has snuck up on me. Its the conversation with a stranger, now a neighbor, at the local coffee shop. Its spending 5 minutes at the met before realizing, i'm way too hungover for this. But it's ok, because the met, its not going anywhere. Its great afternoons like today, where I listened to my favorite new band put on an amazing show, in exchange for donating just a few benjmins.
I like things that are worn. I don't like newness... I still wear old things. And I wear new things. And the old things that I love are non-fashion. There's a timeless quality and an unfashionable sensibility... they're utility, the things you wear to work in, they're things that have sort of an honesty.
From Mr. Lauren
She came in with the strangest outfits and you could tell she was just trying on identities and being a total geek but people found it endearing.
As a recent college graduate living in new york, I have been closely following Girls, Lena Dunham's new TV show featuring recent college graduates trying to figure out who they are and what they're doing in New York. I can't decide if its an opportunity for introspection, or too close for comfort, but this description by Jemima Kirke of Lena Dunham's high school years has really resonated.
This blog has been a bit schitzophrenic- sometimes I like to think of myself as a grungy minimalist, other times a classicist, other times a roadie for the grateful dead. At times this feels like a failure of personal style. But I like to look at it this way - I am trying on various identities, and I am moving from one to another with each outfit.