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The Lobster

This has nothing to do with Friends or that sad movie with Colin Farrell. This is real.

The cutest line drawings on the sandwich box. Let’s appreciate that detail!

I had to go into Manhattan today to run an errand and decided to find some lunch afterwards. I was really looking for Sweetgreen, but then I saw this Luke’s Lobster tucked off of Fifth Avenue and I just knew. This was the place where magic lived. It also happens to be the place where I got a delish lobster roll two years ago, but at their Brooklyn Bridge Park location. I didn’t know that I was ready for another one, but there you go.

Fate.

It was refreshingly cool in the rustic little space after the blinding hot sun outside. How cute is the bottlecap barrel? It also reminded me that I had planned to go to Martha’s Vineyard this summer… I currently have two jobs, so I can’t go anywhere on vacation. I guess I just needed this maritime themed timeout.

The cutest lunch in New York.

Perfection. Just chunks of fresh lobster mixed with mayo, lemon butter and Luke’s Lobster seasoning ensconced in a buttery toasted bun. I took a little taste after I photographed my lunch and decided to just sit outside and eat instead of waiting. I never, for any reason sit outside to eat. I have a whole fear of someone just snatching my food or my purse while I sit around conspicuously consuming a plate of privilege. I like to eat inside where it’s safe. But it just felt like too much to have to wait. Sometimes you just have to sit yourself down and enjoy the moment.

You can find locations and stuff at Luke’sLobster.com.

See you next time!

Faith/SEB market BK

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The Milk Stop

You ever have a friend that disappears for like, six months, then comes back and blows up your phone with texts? That’s me. Let’s get into it.

The sacred tablets upon which the menus are writ.

I have a fashion job (we’ll talk about that later) and last Wednesday I had to go on a field trip for work in the searing, nasty summer heat of New York City. On the way to my destination I realized that I was in the actual vicinity of Milk Bar and my day took a turn from abysmal to transcendent. I love Christina Tosi’s backstory and the fact that she put basic stuff on a pedestal with her compost cookies and crack pies. Her methods are the epitome of staying true to yourself.

I was in actual shock when I found out that my menial task was taking me past the gates of heaven. It was a sign that I was on the right path, I kid you not. As SOON as I was finished, I made a trip to cookie mecca. Have you ever had their corn cookie? It’s insane. I grabbed four different kinds to nosh on (cheap at $2.75 each). I was so excited to be there, it was nuts. I kept twirling around to take photos to make sure I got every important detail. I was acting like a straight up tourist and I DID NOT CARE.

The grail.

I got a cup of cereal milk soft serve which I had to photograph while walking and carrying a bag of cookies. Ice cream dripping everywhere,but I did my duty. And got the perfect, late afternoon, warm glow, magic hour lighting. Hello? I am a photo god.

Anyway.

The cereal milk soft serve is a sneakily delicious twist on the usual sweet but forgettable summer treat. Soft serve always has a sort of sterile taste, no depth. It’s there to cool your mouth down, not to be savored. This was a different story. Sweet, but salty, kind of nutty, ridiculously creamy and so good that you can’t stop eating it, but you want to stop eating just to enjoy the feel and flavor a little longer. It’s a love story of a dessert. But simple, clean and refreshing. Just writing thismakes mewant to get on the train and buy more.

Merch.

If you’re down in Chelsea, swing by the Milk Bar at 220 8th Avenue. Make sure you check out their website, too.

See you later!

FAith/SEBMarket BK

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The Shopping Trip

I know I’ve been gone for a minute. The whole javascript pre-bootcamp bootcamp had me in an isolation tailspin. I had to re-learn going outside, talking to people about things other than coding and dealing with the fact that not going to the gym for three weeks straight has me eligible for fat camp.

But life goes on, and things keep happening so here I am again.

I am this awesome.My Closet Cleanse ootd with handpainted Old Navy hi-tops.

I follow celebrity stylist June Ambrose (if you don’t know who she is, she is the genius behind Missy Elliott’s groundbreaking looks in videos like The Rain (Supa Dupa Fly)so she is actually iconic, for real with facts to back that up). She advertised her annual Closet Cleanse sale on instagram, happening at Selima Optique (she has a collab with them selling big, fabulous frames. I got excited, then looked at my credit card balance and deflated, but at the end of the day I got dressed and went.

I wore my Duryea’s t-shirt from Montauk Mainstay, DKNY super soft yoga culottes , my big ass Zeelol frames over the Polar Grey ttdeye contacts (I like making people question whether my eyes or glasses are fake. ) and the Old Navy sneakers that I made into wearable art. A very special summertime outfit- plus my new wig, which we’ll talk about later. See above collage.

June Ambrose’s Closet Cleanse event at Selima Optique, Aug 17th.

I was late because I had convinced myself that it would be super crowded with awful women fighting and snatching and being fashion crazy. It reminded me of when I was a kid and my mom would force me to go outside. I had to be my own mom and motivate myself to leave the house and interact with other humans while possibly getting some bargains. It was real.

Once I got there, it was kind of mellow. The power shoppers had been and gone with a lull for lunch that I stepped into. The racks were scattered throughout the front of the store. Bins with $10 items were on the floor and there were piles of merch on the counters. It was heaven for thrifters.

Display cases were full of opulent accessories. Hermes, Maison Martin Margiela, and more.

The sale started at 11 am and I got there around two, so I missed a lot, but there were still great items everywhere. I saw Chanel, Givenchy, Marc Jacobs, and labels that I had never heard of. Between my budget and the fact that I’ve been shopping for months (both for me and for inventory) I might have gone crazy.

I got three things, and while I was standing on line June Ambrose came up, looked at my stuff and gave me an additional discount on this Margaret M. pencil skirt. I am not good at dealing with celebrities, so I don’t have a selfie with her, I didn’t take photos of her, and I didn’t want to be all up her butt so I didn’t even really start a conversation with her. I figured that everyone who came to the sale knew she was famous because how else did you know about the sale? It was nice of her to give me a discount, though. Customer service is customer service no matter who gives it to you, so 5 stars on the customer service!

I spent the money I saved at June’s daughter’s table outside. Summer Hope Chamblin, who is prominently featured on her mom’s instafeed, was out on the street in front of the boutique selling watermelon lemonade and various baked goods. She kind of made me buy this chocolate chip cookie (I’m not a fan) which I ended up liking, and I got two oatmeal raisin cookies to eat with my Dean and Deluca honey vanilla latte. Anytime I go out to Soho, especially if there’s shopping involved, I have to stop in there for a treat.

Turned out to be an ok Saturday afternoon!

Do you ever have a hard time leaving the house to do things? Does it sometimes feel too hard to face the world of people lurking outside? What is the one thing that can tip you out of bed and out the door? Talk amongst yourselves.

See you next time!

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Handpainted faux suede sneakers, size 9

Hand painted SEB Market BK (originally old navy 1984) faux suede hitops. Warm avocado shade. I just felt like they needed stripes and sequins. Shoes do not match, but the same colors of paint are used on both. Rubber soles. Unisex. New-ish, only worn a few times.Inner and outer soles have been cleaned.Says 9, fits 9.5 comfortably. Men’s 7. Measures 11 inches from toe to heel. Height is 5 inches from sole to top of ankle.

$58.00

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The Beach

Just chilling at Orchard Beach…

So it’s looking like I ran around last summer just to have content for this summer (I have gone nowhere but JavaScript class and I haven’t seen the gym since early July). This one was before the Hamptons, but it’s the same deal…wanted to go to the beach but had no one to go with. It was funny because at the time I was ‘talking to’ some friend possibilities and thinking I might start actually having a social network and doing normal things and if the phone rang it wouldn’t just be that guy that gets mad at me for having insurance.

I have been wanting to go to Orchard Beach for the longest time. It’s just one of those things. I have a list of stuff that I’ve been meaning to do like the Statue of Liberty and City Island, but it takes forever for me to get it together to do anything. But I had the day off and it was perfect weather and I had a bikini so whatever. I go.

I feel like it took as long as going to the Hamptons. It takes about 2 and a half hours from my place in Brooklyn and involves changing trains and taking a bus. So when I got there I was prepared to lay out for at least as long as it took me to get there. I had a packed lunch and had a flask of wine and a book, so it was a party.

I’m not sure why, but I didn’t take a picture of my lunch that day. I guess since I was not really doing social media last year, just trying to live like it was just something happening not a world changing event. Or maybe it was something basic and I didn’t feel like it needed to be recorded.

This was me doing fake happy face, but in the end I was fairly satisfied. The sun was bright, the sky was blue, and there was that sound of waves lapping against the beach that makes the beach so super relaxing. And I wore a string bikini so I could get all of that healthy sunlight and air on my skin. I went to Orchard Beach, I hung out and then I went home. I almost went to City Island on the way home, but that would have been too much braveley hanging out alone stuff for one day.

Do you like going places on your own? What do you do if there’s no one to hang out with? What do you think or say about people that you see hanging alone? Drop a comment if that’s something you want to talk about.

See you next time!

Faith/SEB Market BK

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That 70s Bag

Sexy 70s disco siren vibes (smell like a winner with Joy Forever by Jean Patou, a brilliant retro scent)

When I was a kid I was surrounded by women who had their stylistic business together. From my grandmother to my mom to my cousins, I had women around me who could teach Vogue a few lessons. I also had an Aunt in New Jersey who wore and sold vintage. Thanks to these style mavens, I can go blindly into a thrift store, hold my hand out, and have an awesome item fly into my hand like Mjolnir. In this instance, it was a sweet leather clutch bag with a bronze, abstract shaped snap on the front flap.

Clutch bags, like this delicious caramel colored one above, actually came into being in the 20s, so you’d probably see a flapper carrying one. All the better to emphasize that jazz age freedom exemplified by dresses that let women flail about doing the Charleston. This is probably what endeared the bag to the Studio 54 era fashionistas in the 70s and 80s. You could hold the bag under your arm while boogieing the night away.

This outfit samples both disco and punk to create a purely modern sex goddess look. The floral Almost Famous dress is ruched down the front with an asymmetrical hem, and reminds me of divas like Diana Ross or Donna Summer. I added a pair of Enzo Angiolini cutout t-strap pumps in caramel and gold for class (the disco era was heavily influenced by the 30s, so these would have been perfect!). Adding the American Rag rhinestone shouldered denim vest takes the look from discotheque to CBGB’s as quickly as a subway ride downtown.

Smokin’.

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Vintage 70s leather clutch

Caramel leather disco era clutch with snap closure. Zipper pocket inside and on the back of the purse.Measures 12 x 8 inches. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$65.00

Almost Famous floral dress in Dusty Rose, size XL

Measures 36 inches from shoulder to hem, 17.5 inches across the chest, 14 inches across the waist.Polyester, has some stretch. Brand new, never worn. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$34.99

American Rag denim vest, size M

Unfinished edges at armholes and hem,. Faceted rhinestones sparkle from the shoulders. Classic two pocket construction, two side pockets.100% cotton. Measures 19 inches from shoulder to hem, 17 inches from armpit to armpit. 15.5 inches at the waist. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$32.00

Enzi Angiolini t-strap pumps, size 10

Delicious round toed caramel and gold leather pumps with 4 inch heels. Never worn, still in box. Wear with jeans, pencil skirts, gaucho pants, etc. *Domestic, American shipping only.

$70.00

See you next time!

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in which we run off to see a rehearsal of La Sylphide at NYC Ballet

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While everyone else was off at NYFW, I was running in the other direction to attend a members only rehearsal of the New York City Ballet’s production of La Sylphide. Fancy.

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Of course I ended up almost missing it. I only had to take one train, but still managed to have to run the few blocks over to Lincoln Center.

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Managed to make it just in time. I took this right after I got into my seat.

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I have actually never been to the NYC Ballet before, so I took a minute to walk around after the performance.

2016-02-14 22.57.44Me, at the ballet wearing the Bee leggings I designed.

 

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian

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in which we go to Nitehawk Cinema to see American Psycho

Right. Before we were so rudely interrupted by all that fashion stuff, we were doing boring life stuff in New York. 20150908_082948

I was going to the midnight showing of American Psycho at Nitehawk Cinema, so dressing up was not necessary. I went with my overalls, a navy blue cotton  tshirt that I got for $1 someplace, and packed my boho REpurposing NOLA bag with a thrift store cardigan. Those are my SUPRA Cuttler sneakers, pretty scuffed up now but wearing admirably. Screenshot_2015-09-01-07-11-13

I had seen a little blurb on Flavorpill that the movie was playing as part of a series on female directors called She Made It and since I have never had the pleasure of seeing Patrick Bateman on the big screen, I went for it. 20150904_232414I guess you could lump this in with my other summer adventures, going to see a midnight movie. But also, I’m bored! The meetup thing didn’t spawn any real friendships, and nyfw is about business, so I am still at loose ends. And now that I’m in the habit of going out, I just can’t see any reason to stay stuck in the house alone. 20150904_232908What do we like about Nitehawk Cinema? The bar.  20150904_235708The other thing is the menu. Yes, I said menu as in real food. I decided to stick with the Shiner Bock (a fave from when I lived in New Orleans) and the popcorn drizzled with truffle oil and citric butter. The seats have a little table, for your meal and there’s a light underneath so you can actually order food during the film. The waitstaff pass through the theater continuously.

It was weird to me at first, but to be honest? I’m a grownup and I think having dinner at a movie theater is the most efficient way to kill that dinner and a movie nonsense. Should you eat before or after? Because both ways you may end up springing for dinner and still buying junk at the theater. And I know people who sneak alcohol into the movies or add it to their concessions drinks, so why not just admit that grownups drink and make some money?

So that’s my opinion. ap

The film, directed by Mary Harron, is based on the novel by 90s schockmeister Brett Easton Ellis.  While a serious literary work, most novels of this type or written my Stephen King. The basic premise is that a rich, studly aristocrat is randomly murdering people. Just murdering and murdering. A lot of murdering. In between killing he goes to restaurants with his rich friends, cheats on his blithely oblivious girlfriend, and generally tries to ‘fit in’.

The film is pretty much faithful to the book, and Christian Bale does his little weird guy thing. As a beauty blogger, I live for the sequence where he talks about his beauty routine. I mean, I’m just watching that scene purely to think about the facial mask he peels off. Um. You have to see it to get that joke.

15 years later, the film is somewhat hokey, but the premise of not really having a self and just being a facade is fairly relevant. Patrick would probably have his secretary do his instagramming, and I doubt that he would tweet. he’d have to use tumblr under an assumed name. It’s harder to hide your true self now. Patrick is an argument for transparency. I’m not going to get into all the psycho-sexual stuff because it’s just too pat, and also somewhat old fashioned. There was such a kerfuffle over this film, but in the end it’s just a film.

Next up: Random images from things I liked from different fashion weeks around the world

xoxo, Faith/Sassy Ethnic Bohemian