There’s a new kid in town and he means business.
Meet Portland’s newest Man-About-Town and my fashion twin, Mr. Sky King.
twice the fun and double the trouble.
jacket: American Apparel
scarf: American Apparel
tank: Pleasure Principle
necklace: Brady Lange
boots: John Fluevog
wallet: Jerome Dreyfus
scarf: Brady Lange
necklace: Brady Lange
tank: American Apparel
jeans: Simon Miller
boots: Cole Haan
wallet: Comme des Garcon
In the spirit of the Christmas I’ve been attracted to a lot of red lately. So when I saw the new men’s Hellraiser spiked loafer by Unif in a deep wine red, I knew I had found the perfect shoe to compliment the holiday season (and well beyond).
My new pride and joy. Unif Hellraiser spike loafers in wine from Solestruck.
Basically the most badass loafers ever.
These ain’t your grandpa’s loafers
Some other red tidbits …
beanie from a dollar bin in a grocery store
amazing beautiful old cherry Volvo
Santa taxidermy mouse from Paxton Gate
ho ho ho
day dream boatin’ son of a gun making my own way
if only in my imagination and only for one day
I fold a piece of paper and make a lovely boat
and cast away upon a ship, into the sea and float
discovering a many dream, from here to yonder sky
I set my sail towards the wind, adventure will never die.
Shorts: customized Simon Miller Jeans
Rain Boots: Hunter
Backpack: Vanport Outfitters
Happy Fourth of July!
Enjoy a little slice of Americana today and eat some apple pie and watch some fireworks, I know I will!
Shades: Ray Ban
Sneakers: Alexander McQueen for Puma
I have a long standing disgust for perfume. Or rather, bad perfume. However I do love when a person has a distinct scent to them. When worn correctly perfume can truly add to a person’s aura. My favorite is when you just lightly catch a whiff of rose, or sandalwood, or black pepper. You shouldn’t smell like you are wearing anything in particular. People should just know that you smell great. Having said that, I’ve been going through my own personal hell trying to find the perfect scent for myself. Basically I wanted to smell like the cleanest dirt and cut grass after a rainfall. Light, earthy, clean, crisp and warm. Like I had been laying in a damp field of clover. (one time I went into a perfume shop and told the sales gal I wanted to smell like nothing, just clean, but also a little like that sprig of grass sprouting out of concrete. She looked at me like I was crazy.) Everything was too floral, or two musky, or too this or too that. I don’t want to smell like a wedding bouquet or like a club dance floor. My quest for the just right scent seemed impossible.
But then I saw that one of my favorite shops, Blackbird, would be carrying perfumes by CB I Hate Perfume, and I was intrigued. I too hated perfume, so perhaps with a name like that I would be able to find a scent that suited me. Low and behold, after sniffing through all the testers, there it was. The Holy Grail of scents. My “warm country road asphalt after a summer rain” was right there on the table in a bottle ready for me to spray on myself. Perfection.
I want to smell like this… and now I can.
Christopher Brosius, the man behind CB I Hate Perfume is a mad genius. I love what he has been able to accomplish in the art of creating and capturing scents. The best way to describe these perfumes is that they smell like memories and experiences. They smell like life and I love that. If you’ve never heard of CB I Hate Perfume, pop into Blackbird and take a whiff, they are definitely worth checking out.
Shop Blackbird for CB I Hate Perfume
or visit the CB I Hate Perfume website.
The whimsical cut in Brick’s suit was meant to play the lead role. Another design by Adam Arnold, the perfection of fabric edits the playful nature and gives it a timeless appeal. I love the practicality of the pocket slits. But then there are the buttons, oh the gold-plated buttons! Such a tasteful finish.
I am wearing THE trench. This particular Mike & Chris design is one in which I get to indulge in year around. Light enough for the spring rain, and finished with a generous hood to protect me from the wintertime downpour. The sinching around the wrists and along the hems is the subtle feminine touch I look for when purchasing a traditionally masculine garment.
We obviously had too much fun while shooting this concept, and I wanted to highlight the talent of Peter Black at Counterpart Photo. We couldn’t do it without you!
I love color. Living in the Pacific Northwest it can get a little gray sometimes so interjecting a little color into my life is always important. Recently while moseying around a drug store I walked passed a display of nail polish. It was beautiful. There was every color imaginable. All lined up like little technicolored tin soldiers. I wanted them all. I thought, why should girls have all the fun with nail polish? Who made that rule? No. I simply won’t stand for that. So I picked out some bright orange, I thought it would be nice way to start June, and made my purchase. Electric orange is sorta (ok very much so) a bold color so I decided to try a more subtle style that one of my favorite bloggers, Pelayo Diaz of katelovesme.net, regularly sports. The reverse French tip.
I rather dig my new radioactive cuticles
Pelayo Diaz of katelovesme.net
I’m thinking of doing yellow next…
shades – Ray Ban
shirt – Urban Outfitters
jeans – Cheep Monday
or maybe a grassy green…