DIY OR MY ODE TO DRIVING GLOVES

Once, when I was eating dinner in Rome (in 2004), I spotted a very beautiful Spanish woman wearing a floral dress and fingerless driving gloves. Ever since, I have had a serious crush on driving gloves of all varieties. Upon returning to Madrid (where I was living at the time), I found an amazing pair of driving gloves at the ubiquitous El Corte Inglés. Fast forward; I lost those gloves I loved so much a couple years later after the Rockfeller Center tree lighting.

A new pair of driving gloves subsequently made their way into my life, they were a gift. They didn't fully compare to my OG jumpoffs, but they were a good enough substitute. I wore them endlessly for about two years; I repaired them and sewed them more than once when the seams on the fingers began to unravel. Then, October of this year hit hard and I needed something sturdier, better. I found a solid pair of lined driving gloves that are ideal for winter at Club Monaco. But I wasn't ready to part ways with the broken-in pair I toted around since that unfortunate night at the tree lighting.

The other night before heading out (in typical fashion), I decided to cut the fingers off my old pair of gloves. Now I have fingerless driving gloves, too. They look just like that lady's who inspired me that one night in Rome.

And if you don't know, now you know.

YEA GIRL

A WOMAN AFTER MY OWN HEART!

YO SI BAILO THRILLER

Looks like I know what I'm doing tonight...

HOLI

Palani Mohan's Holi photographs via ELUXURY.COM:





Welcoming in the spring with an explosion of color and sound, the Indian Holi festival is celebrated every year on the day after the full moon in early March. An ebullient and wild occasion, it’s made particularly distinctive by the clouds of brightly colored powder and liquids that participants hurl at one another during the celebrations. The practice of smearing neighbor with bright pigments derives from a Hindu legend in which the young prankster Krishna does the same to his mistress Radha, objecting to the difference between his dark complexion and her fair skin. These exclusive images of Holi celebrations were taken by photographer Palani Mohan.

DEAR USA

This is an open letter to the U.S.A.:

Just because the stock market is recovering does NOT mean that the economy is. Companies are still laying off people by the hundreds, the country's unemployment rate is still close to 10%; all the while major companies (including banks we "bailed" out, Goldman Sachs, ahem) are reporting profits in the billions.

There is something incredibly fucked up going on here.

Just saying.

VERSACES 1992

Gianni and Donatella (before the plastic surgery). Via The New York Times.

I REMEMBER HALLOWEEN

I could easily be MJ for Halloween, but it will be an incredibly played out costume, and you know homey don't play that. However, if I had the appropriate attire, I would be Billie Jean MJ. He fucking KILLS IT in that outfit, in that video, in this lifetime, and the after life.

RIP!
Instead, I'm going to be Susie Greene from Curb Your Enthusiasm. Complete with the tackiest leopard accessories, and a big fuckin' mouth to match.

'YOU FOUR-EYED FUCK AND YOU FAT PIECE OF SHIT, GET ME THE HEAD!!!'

IT'S ALL RIGHT NOW

I love old Rolling Stones, but perhaps I should say "young" Rolling Stones, because I like their older stuff from their younger years as opposed to newer stuff from the 'old guys.' Are you picking up what I'm throwing down?

BLAME IT ON THE RAIN !!

We're in two-days deep of rain in New York City, and I don't own a pair of rain boots. I commute to work in ballet flats which results in soggy feet and soggy pants. If I had $$$ to spend on rainboots, I would definitely buy these DQUARED2 jumpoffs.

Like Milli Vanilli said, you can blame it on the rain.

QUIET STORM

I'd buy this shirt if it wasn't cropped. Erin Wasson X RVCA, quoting Mobb Deep. I'm not mad at her.