So in follow up to the last cryptic post… we got together for a photo shoot last weekend with Heidi, Heidi’s vintage dress collection, her uncle’s vintage car, and some of our friends (including my friend Laurel and awesome male model Thomas Dodson!) It was an enormous amount of zeebra-speckled fun out in the middle of nowhere (Wilton, CA anyone?), I haven’t honestly laughed so hard in ages. I haven’t edited more than a handful of the photos yet because of random evening kitchen mishaps and woodworking class, but here’s a little rough preview of what there is to be had!
Heidi and I are up to something nefarious… and it smells of good old vintage fashion fun. More on this later in the weekend… sorry ’bout the iphone photos :s
My head is a junkyard of boxes, craigslist, clothes, cats and to-do lists… not to mention the literal junkyard that my apartment has turned into! I’m trying to move out of my beloved second-story bachelorette pad by Thursday night – a feat hopefully to be crowned by finishing off what is left of the scotch and champagne stash with the boys (who are helping me move, yes?).
I’m sure there are a million things I’m forgetting to take care of at the moment, but all I can think about is: oh my god, did I remember to pack my July 2010 US Vogue w/ Marion Cotillard, or did I throw it away in a nihilistic packing frenzy? (I went through and cleaned my “archive” while I was deliriously packing last week).
I love Marion Cotillard, I would bathe in her sweat (yeah I know, gross). She is pretty much the epitome of everything I’d want to be as a woman. That being said, I’m not sure I read the whole article or even know much about her work or personal life….. Regardless, she is divine. That is all.