It's what happens to the sky when you close your eyes... and the way everything suddenly appears different through the voice of a camera lens.
Amongst the fallen flowers, I'm so glad Alex agreed to the binding immortalization of his badass Dior Homme shoe collection. They're even better close-up.
Currently: Planning a Putting Edge glow in the dark mini golf weekend, rapidly becoming obsessed with my Ann Demeulemeester barbed wire leather necklace, drinking Malibu rum/pineapple like it's going out of style, and finalizing those ever-infuriating holiday logistics.
(Dior Homme Grommet boots and leather high-tops/sneakers, amazing skyline captured moments before torrential rainfall, random tulle garden skirt, pile of summer DIY denim, a hodgepodge of head gear/connector rings/vintage pieces, Guess ankle boots with added cuffs, Nicole Lee studded clutch, Revlon 2010 scented Gum Drop nail polish, Bonne Bell Cotton Candy Lip Smackers, Coconut Body Butter, Young Victoria and The September Issue)
I want to tell you about Max Steiner, one of my favorite new designers whose visionary buoyancy sheds new light on his innate talent to see outside the box. When I was first contacted by Max, about a week ago, I did what anyone would do. I browsed his website. And as an artist, was instantly drawn to the various elements of his inspiring collections. Conceptualizing the simplicity of paper folding, Max tells me, "Folding paper since I was five years old has led to my ORIGAMI collection, one of my most popular. Working in an industrial neighborhood in Brooklyn has led to the development of the CINDER BLOCK collection." And the results are flawlessly executed. Not only does he incorporate an organic wearability through his architectural jewelry, but the fact that he does so with such an influential voice of his everyday surroundings, adds an extraordinary amount of intimacy that's hard to come by. Thank you, Max for my rad new cinder block necklace. I sorta refuse to tak…