Pure Prepster satisfaction.
It’s all over the streets.
Because classic never goes out of style.
Shorts for all seasons.
Glasses: Three for $15 in Palm Springs. Shirt: Thrift store in San Antonio. Jeans: Zara Women’s via Buffalo Exchange. Shoes: Miz Mooz (one of Anna’s favorite brands). Pocketbook: Second Chance in Omaha, one of her favorite vintage stores.
Anna is a flight attendant, which means that she can indulge her love of vintage all over the country. Pretty cool. The pocketbook that she’s sporting–which was the thing that drew me to her, aside from her general adorableness and our shared ghostly paleness–is one of her favorite items. In her report of what she was wearing and who was responsible for it, she was kind enough to mention her new eyelash extensions, purchased at Cece Beauty at 440 7th in Oakland.
Toward the end of our conversation I asked her if there was anything else I should know. She said, “I’m almost as pale as you.” And it’s true. Some people are meant to be tan, and others are meant to be ultraviolet. Nothing wrong with that.
Jacket: Zara. Necklaces: Forever 21 (feather), Afterlife (wishbone). Lipstick: Sephora Rouge Love Test.
Kiersten is a prop stylist, and since I don’t know much (if anything) about that particular line of work, I asked her a couple of questions.
What does it mean to be a prop stylist?
So for photo shoots, and events and stuff, I’m the one that brings all the furniture, vintage items, anything that they use in it. If Williams-Sonoma is using vintage Le Creuset pots–I’m the person that brings those.
Why do you like doing it?
I’ve always loved vintage hunting, and I see the world in perfect shots, I guess, so I like creating those.
For more about Kiersten and her work, check out her website, www.kierstenstevens.com.
P.S. Kiersten did the braids herself. Since I can barely handle getting my hair into a low ponytail, I was pretty impressed.
Meet Jessica. She is a designer at Levi’s, and I ran into her while wandering around Jackson Square, a neighborhood I love because it makes me feel like I’m in Boston without my actually having to be in Boston.
Jessica makes me want a marching band shirt. Maybe I’ll find one somewhere in all of this stuff I’ve accumulated over the past six years. Today I managed to fill five boxes with stuff I’m NOT taking with me to New York. And there is so much more.
Jacket: Vintage, belonged to Jessica’s mom. Sweatshirt: Vintage, from Levi’s tailor shop at Union Square. Jeans: 1960s Levi’s 605 taper, found at Rose Bowl. Boots: Rachel Comey (I want, I want, I want). Pin: Vintage, belonged to Jessica’s grandmother. Bracelets: Vintage. Rings: Erica Weiner brass feather, Paxton Gate cast branch, vintage ethnic band (right); vintage Navajo floral, band from Tibetan store on Haight (left).
In sum? Vintage done right.
Handbag: vintage Ferragamo. Scarf: vintage Hermes.
I didn’t get to spend Mother’s Day with my mother, but I did channel her by carrying a bag she gave me. Actually, she gave me three of them, bought god knows how many years ago, all in different colors. The scarf I inherited from my late great-aunt Helen, who didn’t actually have her own children, but with whom I was close. She was the only other Seward woman, aside from me, born in the last century. I thought I would honor her as well. Hope you guys all had a good one.
Dress: Forever 21. Necklace: Made by Brianna’s co-worker, Nona. Shoes: Jessica Simpson. Bag: Gucci (vintage).
The Styley: What’s the most beautiful thing you’ve seen recently?
Brianna: I actually went the Jean-Paul Gaultier exhibit recently, and that’s what inspired all of this crazy hair–I actually colored my hair because of it.
And there you have it–style begets style.
Shirt: Superdry
Necklace: from his grandmother
Watch: Swatch
Bracelet: Replay
Jeans: All Saints
Shoes: Zara
Glasses: Warby Parker
I took a single picture of Jerome. I’m trying to take fewer frames, one, because my mentor Joe told me I needed to, and two, because I’ve found that shooting more doesn’t guarantee you the shot, all it guarantees is frustration. Oh, and a third reason: I’ve been shooting with film, and film can get pricy. With Guillaume I was lucky: He’s a model (while finishing school), so he knew how to stand. Clearly.
Hoodie: Silent by Daimer Doma
T-Shirt: Zara
Jeans: All Saints
Watch: Diesel
Meet Ming. I thought his cool square watch deserved a good urban street scene.
Et voila.
The 90s are back, and for good reason: they’re all about a certain lo-fi cool (mixed tapes still existed then, FYI). The young lady above epitomizes said cool. If you don’t believe me, about the Return of Grunge, just start counting the number of people you see wearing Doc Martens. You’ll soon begin singing a different tune. And perhaps that tune will be something along these lines:
Maybe not, although if you don’t know that song, you should scroll back up and watch the video. It was the anthem of a generation, and it definitely stands the test of time.
Lace, leather, and tattoos. It is the Way of Grunge. And let us not forget plaid flannel.
Oh, the nostalgia.
The King of St. Patrick’s Day.