Perhaps it was Rachel Comey who did it–who made me fall in love with the wooden heel. It was this shoe from her spring 2010 footwear collection that inspired me to “spruce” up my shoe collection. But alas, I had to choose between paying rent or looking chic–oh New York. Those Carrie Bradshaw-illusions feel so early 2000s, now don’t they?
Since then, my taste has evolved. I’m not sure I like fringes or wedges as much anymore, but I am still head over heels in-love with the wooden heel. There’s something fantastically mid-century furniture-esque about the contrast of leather and wood, paired together like an Eames lounge chair. I went shoe-shopping last weekend and found myself in Park Slope’s only acceptable shoe store, Eric on Seventh, and stumbled upon fierce wooden heeled-oxford-pumps blurring feminine and masculine, casual and dressy. Basically, it was my kind of shoe. The price–though not cheap, was doable. And it was definitely the most comfortable in its category. And here’s the shocker: These shoes were Timberland’s. The same brand that the hip hop streetwear community embraced in the 90s. Wait a sec. TIMBOS? I have a pair of Timbos at home but they’re mustard-colored construction worker shoes that I purchased to be quirky. These Marge lace-ups emanated something totally different–elegance and timelessness. But after a little research, I found out that Timberland does carry a luxury line of footwear that includes various wooden-heeled brogues, lace up pumps and boots, and more. Anyway, loving them!
Eric on Seventh
202 7th Ave., Brooklyn, NY
While walking back home from the Creatures of Comfort store opening yesterday, I ran into this little guy, who like a good wing-dog, was waiting for his friend to finish chatting up ladies at a local bar.
This past weekend’s visit to Los Angeles was a good one. I had a chance to revisit the former life: clothes I never knew I had strewn across my bedroom floor, old photos scattered about, and all those things I thought I couldn’t live without–but managed to live without anyway. And how can I forget…all the things I took for granted, like my mom, whose existence alone, heals all wounds.
This time, I tried to pack smartly. The essentials only, which turned out to be a hot mess anyway. And suddenly all those things I thought I discarded–albeit halfheartedly–somehow appeared in my suitcases anyway. I sense some deep analogy coming, so I’ll just shut up and show you some pictures.
nyc. april 2010
I went to the dry cleaners and all I got was some nicely pressed shirts and a beautiful receipt.
I can list a handful of fashion-savvy folks who have wanted/currently want to be stylists. At one point in my life, I brashly declared that if I didn’t own my own Michelin-rated Chinese restaurant, I’d become a hoighty toighty stylist who’d only work on photo shoots with Steve Meisel or Annie Lebovitz. I’m far from either dream scenarios, and while the restauranteuring thing is still in my foresight, the styling thing has long been buried in my mental graveyard.
Styling isn’t easy nor is it very glamorous. Stylists do it because they are truly dedicated to transforming a human body (or mannequin) and some fabric (that’s what clothes are, after all) into a sculptural piece. I know this because I’ve assisted a few stylists in my lifetime and I’ve seen what goes on. There’s a lot of steaming, packing, pinning, smoking, traveling, and waiting around. There’re also heart palpitations and bitchy people. But at the end of the day, you love what you love and you’ll overlook what belabors you. That’s why truly dedicated and talented stylists are needles in haystacks.
My friend Jasmine Benjamin (NYC) is a fashion-extraordinaire who has been in the game for a minute. Aside from having the stamina to push through terribly long shoots and bad attitudes, she’s a creative mind to be reckoned with. She visualizes articles of clothing on people in ways the average clothes whore (me) would never dream up (this is so true). Anyway, her site/portfolio is finally up. Check her out and if you ever need someone to gussy YOU up, give her a holler.
When I met Danny Miller almost four years ago, the New York-based artist was in the midst of transitioning from fine art to serious graphic design. His art embraced figurative mindscape and geometric abstraction; and though his medium of choice was more hand to paper and canvas, the graphic design influence was apparent in his paintings and drawings.
"Bear Claw" by Danny Miller
The former graphic design neophyte has since transformed into an industry pro. He’s worked with some big names like Atlantic Records and Truth & Soul Records doing packaging design, logos, and branding. And though his work now manifests a digital angle, he still incorporates hand-drawn illustrations. That’s precisely why I’m such a fan. I like that he breathes old school flair into his designs. Danny doesn’t rely solely on his computer to create; he still gets his hands dirty. He makes what could be stale and utilitarian more exciting.
He recently launched The Bear Cave, a “multidisciplinary design studio specializing in brand identity, creative direction, web design, silkscreen, and illustration”. It’s a joint effort between him and friend Mindy Ryu. Check out their work.
Danny's studio. Kermit the Frog +Terry Richardson + Supreme = quality office decor
I am supremely jeal of New Yorkers right now. The Petra Projects show is opening tonight featuring a few artists I really admire and who really inspire me (ahem, Alex Hubbard). I emailed the co-curator, Anastasia, with a few interview questions. As of 10 minutes ago when I last checked my email, she has not yet replied! While I patiently wait do the song and dance with my refresh tab, here’s some of the questions I sent her, which I hope get answered soon!
1. In working with a new guard of New-York based artists whose artistic discourse overlap, how much of their work do you think results from the social, political, and economical climate of New York City, where they all reside “in close proximity”?
2. How did your idea for this show come about? And how did APF get involved?
3. From your research and experience, is art a viable medium of communication? How exactly does one “communicate like a normal person”? Anyway, if you’re in NY, definitely stop by the opening. It should be good.