Got the World In My Palm

High end jeweler Philippe Tournaire has created a signature line of incredibly detailed rings inspired by global architecture, featuring gilded versions of buildings in France, Japan, and what looks to be ancient Arabia.

Shoutout to my non-existent boyfriend, hook it up dude! Who gives a shit about diamonds?Clearly architecturally influenced knuckle-dusters complete with Arch de Triumphs are a girl's best friend!

[Via MissChico]

The V-Neck Wars

Tabatha over at MOB recently ranted about American Appy ads and the whole ongoing controversy surrounding the proliferation of nearly nude ladies in compromising positions awaiting some type of "good times" in what horny men can only imagine to be the near future.

Yes, the ads are ultimately sexist. Yes, Dov Charney is one step away from perv of the year (the dude has leered at more multi-culti co-eds than any 40+ year old man should ever be allowed to leer at). Yes, a hairy, creepy Dov Charney is a pretty decent explanation of why I can't date a Jewish guy (much to my mother's chagrin). And yes, everyone who buys more than just Ts and leggings (and the occasional pair of socks) at AA is kind of a really big douchebag.

But, yes, as creepy as Dov's ads are, they do promote a healthier body image than the Dior ads in the subway that have been airbrushed to death. I can't stand the fact that it's still sex that sells... but at least it's sex whose owner's got a fatty, like most girls (including me, holla!)! I hate that an upskirt contributes to really silly-high sales... but at least it's an upskirt that doesn't belong to someone with blonde hair and blue eyes.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, American Apparel ads are creepy. But I'm mostly alright with that...

Subway Styles

I have no idea who this girl is, but I am really vibing with this picture and her style. Love the short hair, love the glasses, love the flannel and barely there shorts. She is swell!

Major Lazer Macks It With Aide of Nintendo

The Creepy Touch team and Mishka shot this video at the Mad Decent block party in Philly a few weeks ago.

It is really rad!

Make sure you watch to the end, because you get to see Skerrit Boy execute what is arguably one of the most fucking brilliant pick up lines I have ever heard! Also, you need a reminder of how hot Diplo really is.

Betsey's Back!

What more can be said about Betsey Johnson that most girls don't already know? She is an icon, a legend, and now a Re-Issue collection at NY and LA based boutiques Opening Ceremony.

The Betsey John Archive Collection consists of 35 pieces that "look back to the future, reviving Betsey's original designs curated from the span of her 35-year career". The pieces are not reinterpretations of her past design sensibility, but rather exact re-issues of some of her favorite pieces from the beloved Paraphernalia and Alley Cat collections.

The prices may be recession-boggling, but items with this much fashion history are well worth the hefty price tags, including the Rosebud jumpsuit and Cherries Mini Dress.

Want to know more about Betsey? Check out this exhaustively detailed piece that my homegirl Absquatulation wrote for Missomnimedia. She covered every corner of Betsey history, from her sketches to her licensing troubles to her infamous cartwheels on the runway. It's so thorough that even Betsey herself couldn't believe it! Amazing, you go girllll!

(Via Nitrolicious)

That's What Little Boys Are Made Of

This picture of a bunch of little boys revolting in the streets screams "frogs, snail, and puppy dog tails". I cannot wait for this destructive gang of little boys to grow up, so they can become guys I am obsessively interested in for no good reason other than the fact that they enjoy "accidentally" setting things on fire on a drunken Saturday night whilst freestyling.

And yes, there will be Colt 45 involved.

(Via Vice)

Who Gives a Damn About Yeezy?!

It was all about Asher Roth and his lady at the VMAs last night! How brilliant is this duo?! To quote the Golden Arches, "I'm Lovin' It!".

(Via Bossip)

This Charming Concert

Theophilus is the man. In fact, so much of the man that we featured him a really long time ago, before he became "the man". He was way too awesome, even then.

He is playing a show this Saturday night in New York. If you live in the vicinity, you should check him out because it is cheap, and because he will make you laugh, cry, dance, think, and sing along to Whitney Houston all in the same performance.

Who's That Lady?

The sexy beast that is Paula Patton recently posed for a gender-bending photoshoot featured in this past Sunday's New York Times Style Magazine. The styling is impeccable. The parallel between the breakdown of gender roles and deconstructed scenery is brilliance. And I really admire the way she can capture character through her posturing, be it man or woman.

Robin Thicke is one lucky dude!

Hood By Air on Video

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Avant garde menswear' line Hood By Air recently released their video lookbook, featuring looks that they'll be showing at Fashion Week on September 14th, and it is anything but standard!

Teaming up with filmmaker Reid van Renesse, this dark surveillance-themed video gives us a glimpse of Hood By Air's amazing collection filled with edgy cuts and bondage influenced garments. In particular, the white slit T's and harem sweatpants are dark and delicious, as delicious as they come for the dudes that is! A creepy digitized voice over, a wispy-thin hunky model, and weird gay-club inspired music-- I feel like I'm the voyeur in a weird sexual, fashion related scenario I can't stop watching!

Love it or hate it?

Hellz Loves Us! They Really Do!

If this isn't proof enough that my fashion lover, Hellz Bellz, and I are meant to be, then I don't know what is!

Images of the sportswear company's collaboration with Reebok were just leaked today on HighSnobette, and what do you know-- the sneak has lovingly been coined the "Ladies First" model!! A black high top featuring bright yellow laces, a tightly perforated leather upper, and subtle row of spiky studs, the Ladies First is exactly what we would have expected from Hellz' foray into footwear! Always paying the upmost attention to detail, Hellz Bellz included understated design choices such as a fold-down polka dotted upper and cushiony insoles reading "I'm Ten Steps Ahead of You!". Finished off with the signature Hellz nail polish bottle logo, the slogan is mean to inspire the ladies to always be FIRST in the game!

I cannot wait for these to drop! They're exactly what makes me so swoon-y about Hellz in the first place. The design is edgy (see the studs and neon-yellow laces) and fun, while still being entirely wearable. Unlike other brands (cough cough *Nike* cough cough), Hellz understands that marketing casualwear to women means more than just slapping some pink and glitter on a sneaker and calling it a day.

That's why we're soulmates. And clearly Hellz knows this! At least that's what the voices in my head keep telling me...

Check out some close ups of the Ladies First Reebok x Hellz Bellz collaboration below!

Annie Cubannie's Latest Drop

The face behind accessories brand Cubannie Links, the lovely Annie herself, just leaked this picture of her rocking her latest creation-- the Sweetwater Ring. Only 20 bones too!

I am a huge fan of bar rings and quirky accessories (it reminds me of an overgrown cinder block, I know I'm weird!), so this just about takes the cake! Need this in my life! Like, NOW!

Flashback Fridays

A tribute to the newest housewife, who according to NeNe appears to be "just a little bit Ghetto. Hood."

Fridays rule!

Kandi -Don't Think I'm Not-
by banatchec

Copper, Mane...

I really adore these Raf Simmons x Dr. Martens collabo joints, and I want them. Like REALLY bad! They remind me of the copper-painted man I used to watch for hours when I was a kid in San Francisco's Union Square. He used to stand there, completely still, painted in copper from head to toe. I don't know exactly why he did it. That was just his thing. And I was completely fascinated by it.

Do you think if I buy these I'll be able to stand still? Even for a second? I'm overly active so maybe not. But I still want them anyways!

You can but them here.

(Via HighSnobette)

...And About That Thing Called "Food"

So while I was writing the below post about my over-excessive dieting and exercise phase in life, I was totally watching an episode of Top Chef Las Vegas. And HOLY HELL did Padma's claws come out. We all know she is so gorgeous that it's almost blinding, but her sort of misplaced bitchiness and underhanded comments came out of nowhere, and they were kind of hot! Her "well that's not gonna happen because we're sending someone home TODAY", in response to a chef's claim that they wouldn't want to see anyone go home, was as bad ass as she's going to get. I genuinely appreciated her effort!

Plus, she wears a leopard print skirt and Loubies like it's no one's business, all while eating one amazing dish after the next. She's good, really good!

About That Thing Called "Exercise"

So, it has officially been 6 months since I last worked out. Somewhere in those 6 months I THINK I took a pilates class or two. But pretty much my only steady work outs have been the walks to the train. And the walks back. Sometimes I'll walk to the grocery store, which is 5 blocks away. I try to convince myself that I walk a lot more than I do, but now that I'm actually writing it out, I realize that I don't walk that much at all.

Working out really sucks for me. Some girls like it though! Those girls are the ones that say stuff like "oh it totally de-stresses me"! Or the ones that perpetrate the myth that "working out during my period TOTALLY relieves my cramps". As far as I'm concerned, these girls are big skinny liars! Working out actually stresses me out more, mostly because I have never gotten over the fact that I always feel like I'm dying during those first 10 minutes. And when it comes to my period, working out just makes me feel really sweaty. With cramps. Summary--in the fantasy land of Gee, working out is not a good look. I know that attitude is really unhealthy and gross and all that stuff, so I try to blame my inactiveness on other stuff, like this: "I can't join a gym because I have no money!" That might be true, possibly. But yeah, it really is mostly because I'm super lazy.

I used to work out though. In fact, I used to work out 6 days a week, twice a day. I did this when I was in college, for months at a time. I did it mostly because I felt really bad about myself. I was one of those girls that truly believed that being anything over a size 4 was fat. I don't know why I thought that, but I did. As a kid, I was always a little chubby. Never dangerously, but always a little pudgy. Then I went to college in New York. For someone with already established body issues, it was a pretty shitty city to go to college in. Everyone around me was really really skinny, mostly because they did a lot of coke. Logically, I knew that. I also knew that at 5'2" and 130 lbs, I had boobs, hips, thighs, and a butt that would never really go away. That was only logically, though. On the whole I am not logical. So I acted accordingly and worked out excessively and ate 800 calories a day until, in just 2.5 months, I was down to 102 lbs. But I still wasn't skinny. I still had said boobs, hips, thighs, and butt, albeit smaller versions. I didn't look like the wafer thin cokeheads, or runway bitches. Even after busting my ass, destroying my social life, and becoming obsessed with the rowing machine. Then, I think it somehow just clicked. And I got off the elliptical and had a cookie, and lived to tell the tale.

I'm still 5'2", and I wear a size 6 (sometimes 8) now. I weigh 117 lbs, and have great boobs and a nice, not so small butt. And I like it. I eat a lot of green stuff, but I also eat cookies. I eat when I'm hungry, and stop eating when I'm full. I know I need to get exercise in there, but I hope that when I finally do, I'll be doing it because I want to be healthier, and not because cookies are scaring me.

Hayyy!

Party this Thursday! Get your groove on with Radio Rose and company!

Reading Rainbow No Mas

Ok blog nation. In case all 7 of you dear readers haven't noticed, if there's one thing I love to gush on and on about (besides Hellz Bellz), it's nostalgia. I'm stuck in the past and cannot get enough of 90s jams, parachute pants, Lisa Frank and scrunchies. I think I'm cursed with lamenting for all eternity about how awesome life was before it hit 2002.

That's why it pains me deep in my little heart to report this really sad news. The pinnacle of education-based TV has been cancelled. READING RAINBOW is officially off the air! Two dozen Emmys and several Eric Caryle books later, the Levar Burton hosted show is being booted off the air because no financeers have stepped forward with the several hundred thousand dollars needed to renew the show's broadcast rights. That, and the fact that hope of educational programming is now pinned on a slutted up explorer with a backpack.

I know that all I have in my bank account is like, $12 and this is a recession and what not, but WHAT THE DUCES?! No one, literally NO ONE, could come up with like a hundred grand to save the butterfly in the sky?

Sadfaces abound :( I'm pouring out a little liquor for my dead homie-- RIP Reading Rainbow.