This probably won't make sense because it's 1:30am but here goes - lately I've been into colours, but there's a bit of a problem. Since I am a bit naive when it comes to styling it together (so used to neutrals being pivotal) I've just been throwing patterns and tones and shades together. I'll begin documenting my progress this week, because I have a feeling neutrals won't be so pivotal anymore. By the by, isn't it ironic that as the sombre season of winter approaches, which is typically linked to outfits that are monochromatic or almost completly lacking any vibrant colour at all, I am growing more fond of bright and jovial articles of clothing? Maybe it's the shift in scenery or new school or swine flu or something. 

Inspiring pictures. Most of these are from the abyss of my hard drive, if you know a source please let me know. Starting left to right then working its way down.

Anna Piaggi via Style Clicker, Muse #14 Elsa Sylvan by Horst Diekgerdes via TFS, same as previous, unknown x2, Katharina Trudzinski, In Rainbows album artwork by Stanley Donwood and Thom Yorke

Packing for Ottawa now, spending the weekend of Halloween there. I also have lots of projects to do, so I can't write here much. All I can say is that this hat has been living on my head for the past week. Moreover, this is the most simplistic outfit I've worn all week. The jeans are also a bit unflattering and make me look like I put on twenty pounds so I wore a coat over it when I had the chance. Oh, and I got tights with bones on them (!!!) which I have a feeling will also make way onto my legs and not remove themselves for a long period of time.

Shirt, H&M. Jean shorts, thrifted. Tights, random outlet. Shoes, thrifted. Sunglasses, Kensington market. Hat, H&M.

Hi guys! I wore this today to shop and go to my Times Based Media class, which focuses on artworks in relation to time - basically video art, installations, internet art, etc. I had to present this in class today for a critique. You can interpret it yourself.

Also, we watched Stan Brakhage videos several weeks prior which led me to a collection of his stuff. He's definitely a new favourite. This is his film Rage Net, which was the video of the bunch that we viewed that left the biggest impression on me. Basically the colours come from filling in scratched emulsion of the film. (The quality of this film is SHIT by the way. Go rent the Criterion Collection DVD with most of his pivotal works on it if you want to see it much clearer)

Off to eat cake and watch Dazed and Confused now. Bye!

Leather jacket, Forever 21. Shirt, H&M. Sequin dress as a skirt, H&M. Floral tights, H&M.

These shoes! I've admired the YSL Spring 09 cage boots ever since they hit the runway, and when I saw these subtle border-line replication I almost bought them without trying them on. They're oddly comfortable too for being in the 20 dollar price range, too. Proud with my purchase.

Ever since I subscribed to The Sartorialist's blog, I've felt very simplistic, which completely contrasts what my mind is usually aesthetically focused upon. Any way I caught up on some of the runway shows last night after a day of classes and I have a feeling near future outfits will not be simple. At all. I think Viktor and Rolf, CdG, and of course Mr. McQueen (God's maiden name) contributed to this largely. Here's a video I found on Vimeo of the show. Some would say crappy quality, but personally I find audience member perspectives via video to be just as great as the professional eight-point-of-view videos. Makes you feel like you're witnessing it in the flesh.

I love that the title had reference to Plato's account of Atlantis; it just proves to show that the inspiration of collections can inevitably link back to aspects of conceptual art. The opening sequence made it feel more like an installation in an art gallery than the beginning of a fashion show. It foreshadowed the entire collection, which, in a personal interpretation, is seen as a delusional futuristic account of the mystery and consistent denouncement of the existence of Atlantis. The woman slowly morphing into a disturbing tentacled sea creature implied a semi-eccentric sexual violence was to be integrated into the clothes as well, which can not be denied once the models begin slowly trotting and we get a full view of the clothes. Yes, I said slowly trot. I think everyone who has seen the collection here knows why I'm referring to it as that as opposed to walking. Not only because the shoes were huge and armadillo-like and probably impossible to walk in, but because they were BEYOND EPIC. Srsly, the next time I wear shoes as epic as the ones in this show I'm going to slowly trot just because I'd believe it's the only way to walk in them. Beyond amazing I tell you. Overall, the show was disturbing yet endearing. Honestly, I feel like I'm not doing this show any justice with my praise, because it deserves so much more than that. You just have to see the video and pictures for yourself and try to comprehend the brilliance of all that is McQueen.

Blouse, American Eagle. Men dress pants, thrifted. Shoes, Forever 21. Headband, random fabric.

I'm not going to put up the picture of the inside of the outfit as a whole, don't ask me why. There's no mystery behind it to be honest, I just disliked the picture and what it depicted. Or something. Either way I didn't even unzip my jacket so you're seeing the version everyone else saw too. I'm just putting up the picture of the Radiohead shirt because I love it too much not to post it.

I'm going to make the rest of this post in bullet form since I like to be lazy and organized.

- I was reading the recent issue of Dansk Magazine the other day and one of the pages was dedicated to the term 'bahnhof chic'. The description was spot on of what I aspired to dress like just a while ago and semi-currently (I can see tinges of it in this outfit actually), and I'm not even going to try and recite it because I will butcher it entirely. If someone could help me out I'd love them forever. If not I'll probably edit this later as soon as I find out.

- In the same magazine the editor was complaining about the "awful techno beats" at the last Rag & Bone show, which made me laugh; Thom Yorke curated the playlist.

- Holt Renfrew is down the street from where I live and I walked into it several weeks ago (see: Yohji Yamamoto rage toon) but didn't spend much time in it. Recently I decided to go again and investiage further and oh sweet mother of god. I sat and pet Issey Miyake pleats for a good twenty minutes I assure you. And don't even say Balenciaga and Holt Renfrew in the same sentence or I'll probably cry. No wait, currently weeping, make that a definitely.

- I'm extremely jealous of Mary Baskett and her collection of clothing that mainly consists of Yohji, Issey and Rei's wearable art. There's a good interview with her here if you wanna watch.

Off to do some work now. And by work I mean watch Freaks and Geeks.

Leather jacket, Forever 21. Radiohead shirt, W.A.S.T.E. store. Skirt, vintage. Belt, vintage. Scarf, H&M. Tote, local underground vintage store.

I hope this post doesn't sound too pretentious, but here goes. Last night as I lay in my bed, an insomniac succumbing to sleep by force, I realized in full what I eventually want to become in life. 

A civil rights environmentalist who documents everything by photo. That's how I'll get by - taking photos of everything. Eventually I'll begin to see the other side of journalism by writing, but only until I come to grow somewhat content with my photography. My literary journalism is flexible - it can range from politics to fashion, as I have interest in both. But I'll only begin literary journalism with one condition; my language is the polar opposite of conventional journalistic diction. I'd rather write with descriptive poetic language. Well, not entirely poetic but more so than generic journalism nowadays. This would obviously take some sort of credentials in the journalism world since it would be the first of it's kind for some time now. If all that ends up being successful, I'd eventually switch from being a full time photojournalist to juggling both simultaneously, while still playing a part in civil rights. After a while I would slowly distance myself from all three as I adopted or had a child with someone I loved. Or something. I would take care of this child and when I found the time span that has passed suitable enough I would begin to write my first and only novel. When (and if) that gets published, I would have a second child. Possibly a third. At this time I would devote myself entirely to my children, but still somewhat manage to do some journalism (both photo and literary) on the side. 

Note #1: My hobbies throughout my life would include painting, sketching, and collecting mass amounts of vinyl.

Note #2: Even though it hasn't been mentioned, fashion would fit in somewhere and have a major influence on it all, like grains of salt and pepper, the condiments to my life.

To be honest, this is one of many, many lives I wish to live out. Basically for the past several weeks I've felt like Esther Greenwood (essentially Sylvia Plath if you really think about it) trying to pick all of the figs from the tree but due to hesitation and selfishness they all fall sheepishly to the ground.

This is an excerpt from a poem entitled Let it be.

Don't let the light fall on the ever sheer life of war;

weep and you will have wept,

see and you will have seen,

be and you will remain to be

however long your days will last.

Dress, H&M. Tights, homemade.

SO MUCH HOMEWORK OH MAH GAHD

Ahh I have to make this uber uber brief but here goes.

So guys, I found this awesome site via Jujiin (an incredibly awesome blog by the way) and it is called Looklet. Here you can create realistic looks featuring pieces from high end designers to retail fashion shops to even vintage. This is the first look I made and it will be the last for the next few days seeing as I'm literally SWIMMING in assignments right now. But yeah, check it out, it's like crack for the fashion addict. Not to mention the immediate source of inspiration this website can give. This look definitely caught my eye at first, and there are so many others that have that I can't even pin-point another. Ouu, another one of my favourites is this one. K oh my god GET ME OFF OF HERE I HAVE HOMEWORK TO DO. Srsly I will not shut the fuck up if I stay here any longer.

PS. I've been putting off Fashion Week reviews but I will do it soon, okay? (This promise is more for myself than for anyone else)

my name is cassie and i am seventeen

Hey guys, is it just me or am I getting remotely persistent in my posting? Not like they're that interesting any way. Or anyones reading them. But whatevs.

I wore this sometime last week which I haven't put up yet seeing as they've been taken with my BlackBerry. Pretty clear for a phone's camera though, huh? They were just a bitch to upload seeing as my phone is hormonal and thus twice as likely to intentionally delay things. Technological PMS.




Speaking of hormones, by style has been acting up lately as well. This is what happens nearly every time I get dressed in the morning, for about the past few weeks.
i) Decide to pair something together, put them on, too conventional.
ii) Add something on to the set, still too generic for my taste.
iii) Add a third piece to the ensemble, begin questioning outfit.
iv) Realize this would work better if I changed my bottoms, so I proceed to do so.
v) The top now looks too weird with the bottoms, proceed to change top.
vi) Proceed to change top a second time.
vii) Proceed to change bottoms for the second time.
viii) Add a belt and then remove it. Add a second belt and then remove it again.
ix) Change the entire outfit to one I wore last week.

Ugh literally every single day. The numbers will shift places but typically it all ends in the same manner. Or I'll just wear jeans and a sweatshirt, which I truly despise to no end. The odd thing though is that this indecision hasn't happened since my interest in fashion first began back in the day. Even since then if this has happened I will regardlessly end up with something I thoroughly condone by the end, no matter how long it takes. It gets to such a point of frustration that I just give up, and I hate myself for giving up. I don't know if my style is just entering transition mode? If I'm in limbo with how to aesthetically express myself through articles of clothing? My only concern is that this will work itself out in one way or another. I'm getting frustrated of being frustrated.

Moreover, my only means of procrastination nowadays takes form in the BBC TV show Skins. Before I begin ranting about my obsession with it, I'll leave you with one of my favourite Cassie outfits. Mmmm, black.



PS. Her Skins profile creeps me out; her favourite television show and her favourite film are my absolute favourites too. Not to mention our reciprocated love for Bowie? I know she's fictional and all but what the fuck.

Shirt, mother. Skirt, H&M. Bow, random black fabric. Sunglasses, H&M.

but really though

You guys know what Ragetoons are? Well I made my own depicting exactly what happened today when I encountered a vintage Yohji Yamamoto tuxedo cape in my size at the local Holt Renfrew. The ragetoon explains it all.

futuristic demons aka the epitome of the end

Quick post: I hate when you discover designers most recent collections only to find out it will be their last. Take, for example, Michel Berandi.