Wearing:
Kill City Jacket (he knows about it now… =D)
FOTL Tee
F21 Jeans

I don’t watch the VMA’s.  If anything of note happens, I’ll usually google the videos the next day…or week…or something.  Exposing my brain matter to the fuckery that presents itself on the show every year is really bad for my health.

I’m sure you all saw it, but I’m reposting Madonna’s opening speech/MJ eulogy.  In my humble opinion, the folks over at EBT BET need to take notes on how a tribute is supposed to be done and commit Japanese ritual suicide as advised by Huey in “Hunger Strike” (I highly recommend this episode.  HIGHLY).  I hate that network.  Apparently people who work(ed) on the inside have also reached the conclusion that it’s beyond saving, but I digress.

Side note: is anyone else waiting earnestly for the next season of the Boondocks?  AARON, HURRY THE HELL UP!!

This, of course, was followed by a montage of videos and what must have been the former cast of dancers from the “This Is It” tour.  If it is, I’m glad to see them on stage.  And JANET!  Shit.  I was just happy to see her performing again.  There was a lot of raw emotion  up there.  Loved it.

If anyone asks, Lady Gaga is so beyond comprehension that I can’t even rate her on a scale that is used for normal performers.

And Kanye knows how to jack up buzz/press/ratings/mass hysteria/the use of the n-word on Twitter/his blog traffic.  Contrary to popular belief, he’s actually one of the nicest guys you’d want to meet.   =D

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In other news, I’m sending a load of shoes over to Shoes and Your Mom.  I’m cleaning out my closet and assembling my “army of yes.”  This is going to be fun.

I’ll also be attempting a version of this Pleasure Principle dress that I missed out on months ago.  It’s strange how I ogle/obsess over/want stuff that is painfully unattainable because of price or the fact that it’s out of stock.  Yay for projects.

Find your proper bra size – I watched the video, did what the bra lady told me, and promptly took a trip to VS.  I’m (they’re) much happier now.

The third to last post of the recently deceased Nikki of Indigo Trail of my Thoughts.  It’s wonderfully motivating and could change lives.  Travel well, Nikki.

Talonalia Giveaway over at The Clothes Horse.  Win an owl talon!!  You know you want it.

Wendy B’s 9/11 post…which isn’t really a post as much as it is links to other posts, but you should really follow the links to the other posts that are linked within the posts that she links from this particular post.  It’s a very good read.  Trust me.

Liberian Girl makep tutorial.  Because Da Lipstick Bandit gets it in!

I WANT THIS.  Ok, replace “want” with “got on a whim because I reasoned that I could just sell half of my shoe collection/closet to replace the money because this jacket is just that fucking awesome and I’ll be wearing it for a very, very, VERY long time. ”  Don’t tell dudeguy.  He doesn’t know I already have it.  And apparently, Wasteland is selling this jacket for less than the Kill City site is.  Someone join me in this gross indulgence!!!

I started a TUMBLR.  Don’t really know why either.

The most satisfying (and comfortable) YSL Tribtoo knock is at Aldo.  It’s true.

I wouldn’t mind having these either.  Also from Aldo.

No, there isn’t.  That’s it for now.  No NYFW updates.  You guys know I don’t do that ish.

I spent my actual Labor Day Goodwill hunting with dudeguy.  Always a good time.  After picking out a grey blazer (FINALLY!  I’d been looking for a very long while), dudeguy brought over a large black t-shirt asking if it was any good.

Is this from Italy?

Now, I am by no means a label whore, but I’ve noted my soft spot for Armani in the blog.  As soon as I saw the tag (Collezioni again!) and that shirts were on sale for .99, I snatched it lovingly removed it from his hand.  So what if it’s a men’s XL?  I planned to make it work.  One random skinny belt later and I suddenly feel fresh off of the set of a modern adaptation of Peter Pan.

Sometimes you just have to.

Wearing
Thrifted Armani shirt
Belt from Melrose Trading Post*
Jeffrey Campbell shoes
Talonalia Sparrow Necklace

I’m really digging this low-slung skinny belt business.  Maybe I’ll wear more dresses (t-shirts?).

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*this belt is actually one of my first attempts at haggling at flea markets.  After being told it would cost $10 (umm, fuck no) and noticing another girl looking at the same ones a few minutes later (and being equally unimpressed with the price), I chased her down (really), and asked if she wanted to go in on three of them.  Apparently, if you bought three, you got a deal….riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.  Anyway, we ended up getting three for $15.  She took two; I took one.  Not bad.  =D

I must say that I had a most restful Labor Day weekend.   Watched a few movies (crazy, crazy movies) with dudeguy, and hung out with my chapter watching Venus and Andy Roddick lose, playing Wii and several rounds of Taboo.  Upsilon matches are very intense…

The title of this particular post is a tagline from one of the movies I watched.  I won’t explain.  You kinda just have to see it.  Deliciously horrible is the only way I can describe it.  Just know that if I ever mention “supercrack” it’s in reference to this film: 

 Yeah…

I also got to check out Savage Grace (INTENSE, but very  good) and SLC Punk which is officially in my top ten favorite movies…which doesn’t really mean much since I don’t keep a running list.  Still, it was good.  This scene…man…just watch it:

HOW FUCKING EPIC IS THAT JACKET?!?!?!

This movie is made of amazing.  I can’t even describe it.  Per dudeguy, it’s the most accurate portrayal of the punk scene in the late 70′s/early 80′s.  Swear I was born in the wrong decade.

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They’re here.

I’m also including this shoe vanity shot.  It reminded me a lot of something I’d see on Tommy‘s blog.  Behold the Bebe pump with the shoulder piece in the first picture added.  =D

I was just tweeted this by my girl Krish aka Rocky Rivera aka EyeASage.  Don’t her earrings look freakin’ insane?!?!

Photo Cred: Amanda Lopez via M.I.S.S. Want the earrings?  Get them here.

She wore them for the making of her new video MRSHMLO that dropped a couple of days ago.  Lawd, I love my talented friends.

MRSHMLO from Mikhail Shapiro on Vimeo.

For the record, this song GOES HARD.  It just does.  LOL.

“I’m better than you…take a moment and admit it.”

Coldest.Line.Ever.

I was too overcome with joy to not post this.  Technically, I should be working on stuff for etsy.  I’m making shoulder pieces…with leather…because as much as I hate jacking people’s ideas (and I use the word “hate” EXTREMELY loosely), I’d hate it even more  for the less fat-pocketed to be out of reach of the stuff they like and want.  Plus you guys should know that I don’t churn out B.S.   =D

Back to the lab…

No sooner than I throw out my intentions of not spending any unnecessary money and re-declare my dedication to DIY do  I go through my drawers of shiny acquisitions and find the PERFECT base for a Litter-esque shoulder piece.  Now, I love Litter just as much as the next reader of Knight Cat, but sometimes I just wretch at the prices.

Photo cred: LitterSF.com

I guess that problem is solved.

If you have it, go support the girls.  Their stuff is cool.  I would if I could, but I can’t, so I DIY.  I can’t make up reasons for the rest of you.  LOL.

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Ok, it looks like people are down for the swap.  Since I’m all about organization and shit, email me whether or not you want in.  When you do, I will send you back a short form asking some questions about size, likes, and stuff like that.  When I get those back, I’ll group stuff and we’ll work out the deets thereafter.   You have one week to get in on the action.

Sound cool?

Ok, so I have a penchant for overreacting…I think I had a worthy reason this time around.

So far the fire has killed about 190 sq. miles of the forest.  This place is very near and dear to me for some reason, so you’ll probably only hear me update on that.  People’s homes are one thing (and yes, it’s very, very, very sad), but  naturally existing forests in SoCal are an EXTREME RARITY.  Those poor, poor trees…

UPDATE:  You can see the fires from SPACE, son!!!

Photo cred: NASA via NerdLike

Digression coming in 3…2…1…

Someone, find me this shirt!:

Photo cred: You Were Never Lovelier

Space cat with yellow rapist glasses and laser beams shooting out of its eyes: WIN!  It’s beyond WIN.  The shit is BANANABALLS.

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Alright kiddies, I’ve finally decided to go into recession mode.  This means a couple of things:

1 – I will not (really) be getting new shit…how dreadful.  I mean, the outfit posting has slacked up a lot bit and the idea of being sartorially monotone just doesn’t glaze my doughnut.  But I know you guys don’t mind seeing the same ish over again.  It’s my razor sharp wit, nonsensical ramblings, and strange cat t-shirt pictures that you come for.  Right?  Not gonna answer?  Probably a good thing.  I’ll move on.

2 – I will be stocking my stores like a mad-woman.  I’ve figured that making money and not spending money is a good way to start saving money.  Makes sense, huh?  Well it didn’t to me.  I seem to think money falls out of the sky.

Don’t judge me.

Times like these demand for more creativity (?), reassessing what I have, and finding people to barter with.  Now that I’ve written that, it seems like a pretty dope idea.  Who wants in on this swap action? Tell me.  I am SO serious.

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And speaking of dreadful, word on the street is that my favorite reality TV show STAR Dwight Eubanks (YES, he is the STAR of the Desperate Housewives of Decatur Real Housewives of Atlanta) is going to be getting his own show.  I’m crossing every appendage imaginable in hopes that it will land on Bravo.

Put it on your prayer tree…please and thank you.

Is that enough for today?  I could go on, but the orange haze caused by the sunset, smoke, and ash in the air is making for some pretty interesting viewing.  And eye watering.  I’m off to find allergy meds.

Update: you guys know I put easter eggs in these posts, right?  Part of the beauty of this layout is that the links aren’t obvious.  Hover over stuff and it may take you to other stuff.  Just sayin’.  I wouldn’t want you to miss out on the sources of my myriad of references.