even barneys has the true blood fever

Is this: creepy? offensive? do we even care? Is fashion dying?

Personally, I prefer these windows.

spoted.

Catching up on my GG has me missing NY and I've started organizing all my photos from the big city as a way of coping. I came across this (really bad, I know) shot of Lynn Yaeger that just reminds me of perching myself on a sunny stoop in soho and waiting for something, or nothing, or new york to happen.



In this months Vogue she writes about dealing with losing a job she's been brilliant at for decades (Village Voice) and buying snakeskin on a freelancers budget. I think she is just wonderful and I'm so happy I have this photo to remember the moment. hearts.

special spots.

I have lots of favourtie places in this city.
My newest happy place is the maison martin margiela store in the meatpacking; a west side apartment converted to a gallery like shop. They don't allow photos but we snuck one in the (bathroom turned) changeroom.