Saturday, September 27, 2008


The color is beautiful up here and everything is so perfect, I feel like we're staying inside a train set. Maya and Alex's wedding is today on this big farm near Rochester, and tomorrow we head for central New York.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

One More Weekend

We didn't have much free time during our quick trip back to New York – mostly running errands and tying up loose ends.

Doesn't really make for great blog posting.

We did however have a chance to stop by the Museum at F.I.T., for a run through its excellent current exhibit, Gothic: Dark Glamour.

Alexander McQueen, Fall 2007. Not surprisingly, there was a bunch of McQueen.

Rodarte, Fall 2008. The Mulleavy sisters were inspired by Japanese horror movies and wanted the red chiffon in this dress to look like blood in water.

There aren't that many images on the web and no photos are allowed in the gallery – but I recommend checking out the show if you can. It's up through early February at F.I.T.

Also on view is Arbiters of Style: Women at the Forefront of Fashion. (Seems like that should go without saying, but no matter.) It's worth a look as well.

Photography Louise Dahl-Wolfe (1895-1989)
Diana Vreeland wearing a suit from Henri Bendel, on a deserted movie lot in Phoenix, Arizona
Harper’s Bazaar, January 1942

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Dispatch from the road

Yes, I'm still alive, thanks for asking. The past ten days have been a blur, starting with my brother and I driving the Penske cross-country in three days flat. It wasn't a sightseeing trip but here are some random pictures.

Littlejeans could not have been better—a natural trucker. We were like BJ McKay and his best friend Bear.

This is literally the only tourist attraction we saw, and only because we needed diesel and it wasn't far from the freeway. I was a bit disappointed to find that the building is not actually made of corn, it just has a bunch of corn on the front of it. I guess maybe it would be a little impractical to make a building out of corn though.

Obscene hand gestures from midwestern youngsters.

That's Toledo in the distance.

Littlejeans drinking water on the side of the road during a coffee break in South Dakota.

The sun was going down as we crossed through Idaho and into Washington. It was a fitting end to our high-speed epic.

Once we got to Seattle, we unloaded all our stuff, returned the truck, and flew back to the East Coast. Emily and I are off to a wedding in beautiful Vermont, and then we'll take three weeks for a more leisurely drive across this great land, nowhere near the interstate.