crazy

Yesterday I was thinking about fashion... I dont know if theres anyone who follows me from the really beginning, but I was just wondering last night why Ive negleted writing about fashion from a while. if I look back I remember how hard I wanted getting into the fashion business and working in it. Maybe the reason why I stopped dreaming about it is the same reason why I cant achive anything... it's because I always convince myself I got no talent, I am shit. I should not give up everything I start. thats gonna be my new motto, JUST do not give up! seriously
Ive decided what I must achive by May and I will, I know. Promised to myself.
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As Im getting older Im much more into the style I could describe Simpleness spiced with a little oddity. You know what I mean... spiky earrings, green nails, gold shoes, etc.
Just watched this video, The making of Crazy, and look at Liv Tyler...just perfect. I seriously love her 90s style, the way she dressed is so pure, posh and at the same time, available. Love it. Thats why my favourite brand/shop is American Apparel. More reasons later!

photo: Vlada Roslyakova in i-D september 2005 by Nick Haymes

satellite

my absolutely favourite track nowdays,
the lyrics is fuckin mental I do love it, one of the best lyrics ever!!
To all the arrogant asses and to all the boys I ever loved
Satellite by Sex Pistols

revlon

one of the lonely nights
wish I was 18 again

Michael Bublé: Cry Me A River

Plain

Plain, clean and simple. The words that are circulating in my mind for a long while. Wearing jeans and white t-shirt and unique shoes. How exciting to be interesting with simplicity. Clear-out lines with a little spice. You know.


Forget about exaggeration, anyway I do. I know Helena isn't noted for her bald style but this outfit of hers made me extremly excited about looking like this. Mad face, mad hair, mad eyes, quiet clothes. The mix I'm longing for.
A zipped collar, a white Polly t-shirt with bob hair, or nine yin-yang tattoos with some shell-shaped plastics. Being szép (the hungarian word for beautiful) without unnecessary trash - just severely.

I wish putting flowers into milk. I wish for a beautiful little house in Montana or some place like heaven. I wish to live beautiful.

Midnight Cowboy

Voight the hustler, Hoffman the crippled and New York the cruel.
Beautiful, frank and touching. Trailer.

Film of the Week: My Cousin Vinny

My Cousin Vinny (dir. Jonathan Lynn, 1992)

With Joe Pesci, Marisa Tomei, Ralph Macchio, Mitchell Whitfield.
So, I've watched this film a few weeks ago and I just loved it. Not for the story, it's a bit simp - rather for its style and cast. Marisa Tomei is simply gorgeous, and we all know Joe Pesci is the one to get involved in some scoundrelism with since Home Alone. And we all wish to have a golden tooth since he had, ha ha. This movie has style in outfits and in places, too. I love this kind of America, a small town and two outsiders. I loved the milieu, smells like Cookie's Fortune or Drowning Mona. Wow, I love, love and love it! I'd like to get married to the aurae of archetypal american small towns.

Do more with less

Better Beware

Credits: Elsa Schiaparelli coat with drawing by surrealist Jean Cocteau, Edmund Blair-Leighton: Elaine 1853-1922, paint photography by Kirsten Swank, Glass Heels by Maison Martin Margiela, unknown, Stephen King letter, unknown, Hussein Chalayan, Better Half by Vince Contarino, unknown

Many shapes of green

I want to do nothing