Lately my life has consisted of...

preparations for my trip to Chicago, finishing up Mansfield Park, "The Dark Knight", demildewfying my comforter, pouring over Alexander Wangs Fall 2008 collection, brushing up on my Latin, and these three songs/the albums they come from:

Mystery Jets - "Young Love (Featuring Laura Marling)"

Envelopes - "Party"

CSS - "Rat Is Dead (Rage)"

CSS annoys me to no end, and it's mostly because of their look. Their new album is super catchy though, and I guess I'm a sucker for catchy. Still, I recommend that you don't watch the video and just listen to the song. 

You should also listen to Autolux's new single, "Audience No. 2". It is tres magnifique. You can download it off of their website here.

As I mentioned before, I'm leaving for Chicago on Wednesday to do some shopping and attend Lollapalooza. It's sort've my last horrah before school school starts back up. I will return the following Wednesday after I've exhausted myself dancing around Grant Park with some legitimate posts for you. Until then, happy listening.

I Wish You Wouldn't

Lindsay Lohan has launched her very own line of leggings. I know, right? It's true though, I swear. See for yourself.

If I ever see girls walking around with knee pads on their leggings, I will personally hunt Lindsay down, stuff her into a barrel, and send her down Niagara Falls. The third pair I don't mind so much... except for that fact that they're selling for $123. If you're going to drop that much money on a pair of zippered leggings, could I maybe persuade you to buy a pair of LNAs from Shopbop instead? They are much more sleek, come in lots of pretty colors, and are in no way attached to Lindsay Lohan.

OR you could just buy a pair from Tripp off of Ebay for a little over $20, like I did. 

Anyway, Lindsay Lohan's lame line of leggings just lost her about 20 cool points in my book, which brings her down to about -440. And I'm going to give myself 20 cool points for using super cool alliteration.

Speaking of lame... WHAT THE HECK, Project Runway? Wesley?!

Dose of Black Magic

It stormed all day long. It was wonderful. I took two baths, finished two books, and just kind've lounged around the house. It was an all around wonderfully gloomy day. It's no surprise that these two ladies caught my eye.

I'm sooo infatuated with the styles coming out of Stockholm right now. No one wears head to toe black as well as the Swedes do nowadays. To see more fantastic Swedish style, look at Stockholm Street Style, one of my favorites.

Tie-Dye?

I decided to try my hand at it yesterday. I took a forgotten pair of white cropped pants from the back of my closet and dyed them fuschia, and I must say that I am very pleased with the results. I tried to dye a pair of tights too, but they ended up looking pretty wretched. The dye didn't take to the material very well, and as it turns out, yellow dye and green dye do not make blue dye. They make a yellowish/greenish/vomitish dye. I'll spare you a picture.

This afternoon as I was blog surfing and turning ideas over in my head as to what to wear with my creation, I came across these pictures on a cute little blog called Fashion School Dropout of Alison Mosshart wearing a similar looking bleached pair.

Whoooaaa, crazy. I LOVE Alison Mosshart. I had the chance to see The Kills at Mercy Lounge back in May, and they were phenomenal. Alison radiates a sort of cool confidence that translates very well into her wardrobe. And like I said, their music's not bad either. If you don't listen to The Kills already, you should check them out.

Project Runway Is Back!

Not that it was actually gone long enough for me to miss it. It kind've snuck up on me. I was not aware of tonight's season five premiere until about two weeks ago when I saw the ad in Elle, but believe me, I'm not complaining. It's a great show. It might even be my favorite show, and I'm a pretty dedicated Lostie. I've convinced a lot of people to watch it with me over the years, and not a single one of them has ever finished an episode without wanting another. 

My first impressions (besides "Oh my gosh, Heidi's not pregnant!") are to favor Emily and Wesley, but that's based pretty much entirely on how they presented themselves because I really find it hard to judge their abilities based on how well they can make a dress out of tablecloths, plastic cups, and fresh produce. And they're both just flat out super cute. I'll keep you updated on my preferences as the season goes on.

Andy & Me

I've been wanting to start a blog for a while now, but I lacked the motivation to actually get up (or sit down, or whatever) and do it. Then I met the June/July issue of Interview, a tribute to Andy Warhol, the creator of the magazine. It was love at first sight. Not only does the issue contain a phenomenal interview with Marc Jacobs on the similarities between himself and Warhol, but it also includes an old, rather lengthy interview with the King of Pop Art himself.

Glenn O'Brien (current editor-in-chief): Do you think the underground will ever come back?

Andy Warhol: No. I don't think there was an underground before. It's a silly word.

If you know me, you probably know something about my interest in Warhol, but there's a good chance you don't know just how deep my interest goes. I've been studying Warhol, Pop Art, Edie Sedgwick, and the whole Factory scene for the past four years, and when I say study, I mean I've been reading as many books, acquiring as many prints, watching as many movies, and consuming as many Warhol decorated cookies as possible. As a result, I've found that over the years little bits and pieces of my personality have been replaced by brightly colored portraits of Marilyn Monroe and Campbell's soup cans, so to speak. My writing, my speech, even my sense of humor have all been greatly affected by my studies, but the area he's probably had the most profound effect on is my style, and apparently I'm not the only one. Every boy I passed on the streets of London this past spring was garbed in Warhol's standard uniform: black jacket, black pants, black boots, and maybe some black and white stripes every once in a while.

Do Andy's painting boots not remind you the smallest bit of these Marc by Marc Jacobs AW0809 boots? Coincidence? Probably not. I feel that if Andy's boots and a pair of trendy gladiators got together and made a baby, this is what that baby would look like. Beautiful.

I wish I could tell you why I like Warhol so much, or even when it all started, but I can't. It just fascinates me the way he spent his entire life doing a whole lot of little nothings that eventually came together to make a huge something... that in the end was actually nothing.

Marc Jacobs: When someone says, "Why did you do that?" and you say, "Because I liked it"--I think that's really enough... There's something about what I see every day, and the banal--I mean, what Pop was. I can kind of worship that, and I can look at that and smile, or I can just say I like it and that's fine. That's all I really want.

But anyway, there's a little scrap of information about myself for you. Welcome to my blog. This is the most writing you'll ever get out of me in one post.

(Both quotes and and pictures save the last can be found in the June/July issue of Interview magazine. The last photo can be found here.)