this is the age of 'i did it because i wanted to and it wasn't harming anybody'

find one dress that you like and have it copied many times? you will be much more successful than if you try to produce the same effects each evening.
have an elk-hide trunk for the back of your car? Hermes of Paris will make this.
put all your dogs in bright yellow collars and leads like all the dogs in Paris?
tie black tulle bows on your wrists?
rinse your blonde child's hair in dead champagne to keep it gold, as they do in France?
paint a map of the world on all four walls of your boys' nursery so they won't grow up with a provincial point of view?
cover a big cork bulletin board in bright pink felt banded with bamboo, and pin with colored thumb-tacks all your various enthusiasms as your life varies from week to week?
admonishments on what to wear and, sometimes, the special ocasion on which to wear it:
WHY DON'T YOU - ?
wear Suzanne Talbot's black crepe glove embroidered in gold, like the hand that bore a falcon?
turn your old ermine into a bathrobe?
if you are a tawny blonde, wear bright yellow pajamas with carved coral bracelets?
knit yourself a little skullcap?
order Schiaparelli's cellophane belt with your name and telephone number on it ?
wear loose velvet gloves in wonderful colours - the right hand in violet velvet, the left in burgundy? these gloves at the theatre emerging from a beautiful ur cape would be very effective.
sweep into the drawing room on your first big night with an enormous red-fox muff with many skins?
go to the theatre in a black tweed evening suit with a jacket embroidered in brilliant paillettes?
Mrs Vreeland's Christmas gift suggestions, December 1936:
WHY DON'T YOU...?
give someone an enormous white handkerchief-linen table-cloth, and in different handwriting and in different colours (black, acid green, pink, scarlet and pale blue) have embroidered all the bon mots you can possibly think of?
give a case of vin rose - a delicious wine or luncheon or simple dinners?
give a length of exquisite brocade - enough for an evening envelope, to bind a favourite book, or make a little jacket?
give Chanel's 'Glamour'? it drives men crazy.
give a satin-finished platinum box with all the diamonds, rubies and sapphires in the world scooped together and smeared in a lovely design on the lid?
give to the wife of your favourite band leader an entire jazz-band made of tiny banquette diamonds and cabochon emeralds in the form of a bracelet from Marcus?
- Diana Vreeland
(DV helmed the stylish pages of BAZAAR for 25 years. During that time she penned an advice column with extravagant ideas for the modern woman)

'lovely dress! i think it would be prettier with flats though. i usually go with flats when skirt is above the knee, and heels with longer length. French rule.'
though i usually follow a different equation (the looser the item, the higher the heel), i'm compelled to give the French route a go more frequently.

you are the books you read, the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you meet, the dreams you have, the conversations you engage in. you are what you take from these. you are the sound of the ocean, the breath of fresh air, the brightest light and the darkest corner. you are a collective of every experience you have had in your life. you are every single day. so drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. let the words run through your veins and let the colours fill your mind.

blush or liquid silver?
colour struggle is such an exciting problem for me to have. people think i'm anti-colour and i'm not, i'm just really specific about how i want it to be done. so this feels like salvation.
so now the versus. blush is super pretty, literally the perfect not too pink not too taupe shade. silver is something else, it's really striking and a little more crazy.
- Rumi Neely

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if i must go and leave these ways i know
these dusks and dawns, and colour in the trees,
and the slow yarns, and wood-smoke hanging low,
and glowing stars, and cattle at their ease
and all the clear, small things of which i am a part -
i do not go for any prideful cause
that Europe might defend.
but only that the sun-swept Austral land
might still be warm within the Austral hand;
and that young boys, who speak the tongue i know,
might laugh in years ahead where sunsets glow;
while softly, softly in the leaves of the kurrajongs,
the night wind croons its tiny summer songs.
- The Recruit - Charles Shaw

> i got really lost last year. but i can't be lonely tho. cos we're all here. we're all stuck here. i wanted to make something that says, no matter how bad you fuck up, or mistakes you've made during the year, your life, your eternity. you're always allowed to be better. you're always alloewd to grow up. if you want.
> the internet is so in love with nostalgia because we're afraid to move forward
> everything is either zero or 100 now. you either don't make anything and stay super secret like Frank Ocean, or you put out a song every fucking day. and i realised that i had been doing a lot of things in public. so making songs now that i know aren't going to be heard by anybody else, it is an interesting thing. because i think you have to do that now as an artist. i really do.
because you start to manipulate your work based on other people, which is fine depending on what you're trying to do. i'm 31 now, but i had a lot of friends that started off like, i'm going to make sketches every day, i'm going to do this, we're going to do this. and now they're like: i'm just trying to make this, and why do i like this any more ?
> i know i'm not lou,d or outrageous, or a white girl with a big ass, but i'm fuckin honest.
> alone doesn't mean lonely tho
> i feel nothing or i feel everything, i don't know which is worse.
> i like endings and crave for endings. i feel like some millennials want endings and some don't, but i grew up wanting endings because i feel they're realer.
> i'm trying to build a canon, eventually. Erykah Badu once told me, 'with your art, don't explain it. let people do the work.'
> i'm really lucky. i'm really lucky that i was around at this time. i always think like, if i was around during pyraminds times i would be useless.
> being alive is exquisitely rare. being alive AND human is possibly one of the rarest things to ever be.. i forget that.
- DG

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this is the chemical formula for love: C8H11N02 + C10H12N20 + C43H66N12 012S2
dopamine, seratonin, oxytocin.
it can be easily manufactured in a lab, but overdosing on any of them can cause schizophrenia, extreme paranoia, and insanity.
let that sink in.

so..
relax your nostrils
soften the inside of your ears
release your toenails
let go of your teeth
let go of your eyelashes
repeat.
did you just do it? it works, yes?
a yoga teacher once told me to relax my nostrils. i took it further and released more ridiculous parts of my body, one by one. and i found my whole body released when i did.
- Sarah Wilson

personal style: influenced by unapologetic glamour, hip-hop, and Bond girls.
NY inspiration: everyone in New York walks around like they invented it. i love that. i love that you can walk out of your apartment looking crazy. no-one is really too concerned with anyone else. i love the emphasis on outerwear. coats in New York are like cars in LA - important.
favourite trends: it's no secret that i like a crop top. and a bra top. and a bustier. for me, i think it goes back to ballet - i grew up dancing and those are like the basics. it's also why i like to wear things backwards and cut necklines.
- Erika Bearman

'hey, are you Jaden? can i have a picture with you?' no, cause i'm super sad, but we can sit and talk.