I'm on this quest to read all of Kurt Vonnegut's writings. Crawling upstairs into bed and reading a bit of this great satirical author's writing is something I look forward to every night. He's just...so funny and brilliant.
So far I've accomplished only 3 of his 15+ books.
Slaughterhouse Five was the book I read at Mary Louis that had me head over heels forever. I laughed, I cried (well, maybe not). I definitely laughed to tears at Vonnegut's brilliantly simple drawings in Breakfast of Champions.A futuristic look from afar on the relationship between humans and the universe. As Esquire reviewed it, "...He dares not only to ask the ultimate question about the meaning of life, but to answer it." My favorite so far.Now I'm onto this one, supposedly the closest Vonnegut ever comes to a memoir.:On another note, my allergies are flaring up in the mornings, which means....Spring is finally rolling around!! I feel like a whole different girl under sun and warm weather.
Fashion Month has been pretty amazing. I love waking up to seeing the new shows and reading all the Tweets from the editors and [especially] Cathy Horyn. Many designers are also streaming their shows live (Jil Sander, Calvin Klein, Prada) which, as silly/creepy as it sounds, makes it really exciting to watch the show and all the people arrive. I got to watch Anna Wintour run past the webcam towards the end of Jil Sander's finale.
Also got to go to the Marc by Marc show with Frankie (her first fashion show ever!). She was such a great sport being in the rain and waiting to get into the Armory. All the flash photography and fabulosity and watching Mommy in action was more than enough to keep her fascinated while waiting for the show to start. It was so last minute I didn't even get to bring my camera, so my Crackberry had to suffice. All the clothes were so desirable and I imagine the shoes selling out days after they hit the store: Also liked (but LOVED her seasons past) Céline by Phoebe Philo. She's so beautiful and talented and really bringing the line to being front-runner as one of the leading sportswear houses today. Kind of died over Stella McCartney too. I'm glad she returned to her Bespoke tailoring roots with minimalist influences in nude, black, white and pop colors here and there: Finally, someone has been doing things right back at Maison Martin Margiela (thank GOD). I almost wonder if they sent out those shitty collections to make it clear that Mr. Margiela has quitté his maison. I was really happy to see that it's been placed in good hands. Like, REALLY HAPPY:And of course, without fail (ever) Raf Simons for Jil Sander inspired by Lara Croft in Tombraider (complete with Angelina Jolie's voiceover from the original motion soundtrack). The unspeakable things I would do for a pair of those boots next year....:
all images from style.com
There were lots more, of course. But anyway, all in all it was a very exciting month.
Joanna Newsom's new triple album "Have One on Me" is also out. Duh. She's been receiving a lot of publicity nowadays. I think this album can appeal to a wider audience, but still keeps all the complex compositions that I love so so so dearly. If time/finances allow, I will be flying to Nashville, TN to see her in concert with Fleet Foxes frontman Robin Peknold. It's on the day of birthday, one week before senior thesis is due. It's AMAZING. Give it a chance.
I definitely laughed to tears at Vonnegut's brilliantly simple drawings in Breakfast of Champions.
A futuristic look from afar on the relationship between humans and the universe. As Esquire reviewed it, "...He dares not only to ask the ultimate question about the meaning of life, but to answer it." My favorite so far.
Now I'm onto this one, supposedly the closest Vonnegut ever comes to a memoir.:
On another note, my allergies are flaring up in the mornings, which means....Spring is finally rolling around!! I feel like a whole different girl under sun and warm weather.
