Jacquemus' sultry French Riviera-wear, iridescent nail polish, and Hou Hsiao-Hsien's study of millennial alienation. These are the things getting me through peak SAD. season.
Je-ne-sais-quoi sexy from fashion's enfant terrible.
Strobe light-soaked, techno-infused, and nostalgia-laced, Hou Hsiao-Hsien’s entrancing
Millennium Mambo turns its lens on the manic alienation of life in turn-of-the-millennium Taipei. Not to mention that this film has the most beautiful opening sequence in cinema history. @criterion, I’m waiting on that Blu-Ray.
Just in time for Valentine’s month: Barthes’ poignant, amusing, and enduring meditations on desire. Painfully on-the-nose and appropriately overwrought, Barthes’ disjointed stream-of-consciousness transcends time and space to capture the utter euphoria, anxiety, hopefulness, and humiliation in the human need that unites us all: to love and to be loved.
4. Chanel Le Vernis in 'Peridot'
Last Fall, I spent an entire night feverishly scouring the darkest corners of the web for this discontinued Chanel F/W 2011 nail polish. Why was I online at 3 a.m. hellbent on purchasing this exact shade of alien-flesh green? I can’t quite recall. Did I wake up with a buyer's remorse-flavored hangover? No way.
If Julian Casablancas, Rivers Cuomo, and Stephen Malkmus were three English Lit majors who moved back into their parents’ basements, formed a garageband, and wrote songs fueled by severe existential crises and a steady diet of The Beach Boys’ Pet Sounds.
I’ve been on a year-long search for the perfect shades and, guys, I think these are the ones.
Designed to look like petrified wood, this teak-and-resin side table injects an arcane energy into any living space (thousand-year-old curse not included).
Plays well with sheer tops and unbuttoned blazers.
Bauhaus furnishings for your earlobes.
Carolyn Bessette-Kennedy would approve.