This week's Friday Fix is London inspired.
They play this song at every dance party here.
It makes me happy.
Friday, March 12, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Friday through Sunday - Homemade: Brooklyn
Looking for a steal? Stop by Homemade: Brooklyn this weekend, the newest pop-up store in Kill Devil Hill's Greenpoint location (170 Franklin St., between Java and Kent).
If you haven't heard yet, our fellow vintage enthusiasts at Kill Devil Hill have been renting out their space all month to Brooklynites with a creative idea and nowhere to realize it - from art shows to a record store to a cupcake shop!
And now Old Hollywood is proud to be part of Homemade: Brooklyn, which features jewelry, clothing and even some delicious treats, all from right here in our favorite borough. The best part? Yours truly is offering jewelry at seriously discounted prices - some pieces are as much as 50% what they are in the store! But it's this weekend only, so you better hurry.
From TimeOut NY:
Homemade: Brooklyn pop-up at Kill Devil Hill Jessica Goldfond, owner of online art gallery and PR company the Shiny Squirrel (theshinysquirrel.com), has teamed with Moni Briones, sewing teacher and owner of Sew Moni accessories (sewmoni.com), to offer locally made goods at Kill Devil Hill’s Greenpoint space. “We want to showcase the amazing, creative people working in the borough,” says Goldfond. “We have goods by everyone, from Old Hollywood—a store in Brooklyn—to people who work out of their homes.” Top steals include Every Little Counts tanks ($34), McBittersons owl pillows ($13), and Loyalty and Odette fox-claw necklaces ($124). If you have just $10 to spend, snag treats like fresh beef jerky ($6); Dana Myer granola, cookies and spiced nuts ($3 per bag for each item); and the Hungry Squirrel bread ($3 per loaf). 170 Franklin St between Java and Kent Sts, Greenpoint, Brooklyn (347-534-3088, killdevilhillbrooklyn.blogspot.com). Fri 12–Sun 14 11am–8pm.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Sneak Peak: Masquerade
The Gratification that comes with seeing something that you have been working on for so long finally actualized is indescribable. London is a dream.
And the radio stations here play the best music.
Heaven.
(these images were taken as screen grabs during the shoot, so please forgive the darkness.)
(click the links below to see all the preparations, and stay tuned for more pics)
Peacock Looks
pretty in pink
I am sending these blog posts out in advance, but as you are reading this I am in London shooting with the amazing Elizabeth Gibson and Stuart Hendry.
I was sitting in my bedroom the other night and I realized how perfect this pink dress I was storing for inspiration on my church door was against my pink wall. Over-saturated lomo style.
Love.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
This Charming Man: Sealed Fate
UmmmKinda OBSESSED with getting this ring and sending death threats to people with it.
Medieval style.
To peep the new collection click here.
I love his stuff because he pretty much designs for men, but they're easily worn by the badass chick.
Corsets
So, I found the sweetest little corset shop called True Corset.
Whether you are a fan of burlesque, old times, or just looking HAWT this is the place for you. They have an excellent selection of tights, garders, and tap pants to boot.
I stumbled across the site in my quest for an awesome waist cincher I feel I need to own so I can take photos like the one above.
Masquerade Shoot
Today I am heading to North London to a Warehouse in Willesden Green.
What I name! I love it here!!!
Here are 2 of the 9 looks. Can't give it all away! You'll have to wait and see!!
What I name! I love it here!!!
Here are 2 of the 9 looks. Can't give it all away! You'll have to wait and see!!
Monday, March 8, 2010
Matt Clark
A few days ago, a friend of mine showed me YouTube videos of Matt Clark, a singer/guitar player from Detroit. The kid's like 20 years old, sitting in front of his webcam covering songs from Aaliyah to the Backstreet Boys to Stevie Wonder, and making it all beautiful. He manages power and breathiness all at once, and listening to him is like wrapping yourself in velvet - or as he describes it, peanut butter. From his his Facebook fan page:
"Hello. My name is Matthew Clark and I'm a gentle giant who wants to trick you into thinking about your role in the universe. That can be a tough pill to swallow, so I hide it in the peanut butter of my soft voice and mellow compositions."
Look at those backgrounds, too. Is that a Hannah Montana poster I see? It's refreshing to see this kind of talent without the pretension. Although he's not without style - check out these t-shirts he has for sale on his MySpace.
"Hello. My name is Matthew Clark and I'm a gentle giant who wants to trick you into thinking about your role in the universe. That can be a tough pill to swallow, so I hide it in the peanut butter of my soft voice and mellow compositions."
Look at those backgrounds, too. Is that a Hannah Montana poster I see? It's refreshing to see this kind of talent without the pretension. Although he's not without style - check out these t-shirts he has for sale on his MySpace.
Extra, Extra!
Here at Old Hollywood we love us some fashion with history. We've got a trunk full of these super awesome newsboy hats (I'm talking wool, ear flaps and some plaid - on sale for $10!), and Tiff has a newsboy-styled shoot scheduled during her trip in merry olde England. So I got myself reading up on those good ol' newsboys of yore and found this New York Times clip from 1886:
At the time, newsboys across the country were starting to protest. No wonder - the newsboy life wasn't any walk in the park. They weren't actually paid by the newspaper publishers. Instead, they bought papers and sold them for marginally more. The publishers wouldn't buy back unsold papers, which meant cries of "extra, extra!" were heard well into the night, even during rain, snow and freezing cold. These kids, as young as 5, made about ₡30 a day, were often homeless and generally mistreated (this was back in those days before child labor laws).
In 1898, during the Spanish-American War and the height of yellow journalism, newspaper sales skyrocketed and publishers raised their prices from ₡50 to ₡60 a bundle. After the war ended and sales went back down, most publishers lowered their prices - except William Randolph Hearst, owner of the New York Morning Journal, and Joseph Pulitzer of the New York World. By 1899, these kids were fed up and staged a strike in New York, led by some of the youngest and poorest Irish immigrants.
Characters like one-eyed Kid Blink and Race Track Higgens led demonstrations of up to 5,000 on the Brooklyn Bridge, effectively stopping traffic and news distribution for most of the North East. After a violent few days, in which kids were routinely beaten by police and thugs hired by Hearst and Pulitzer, the kids' union disbanded when the two papers agreed to buy back unsold papers (although they still refused to lower their prices).
The New York strike precipitated larger strikes years later in Montana and Louisville, before the introduction of child labor laws a couple decades later. Photographer Lewis W. Hine documented the life of newsies and kids in other industries, like mining and factories. Really makes you think about all those lil' ones around the world (and here at home) who are still working these same jobs. Here are my favorite shots:
Now don't go thinking there weren't any newsgirls out there! But on the whole they didn't participate in the protests, or at least there isn't record of them joining - I've got a feeling there were a few feisty ladies we haven't heard of. And while boys who continued to sell papers during the strike were often attacked by strikers, girl 'scabs' were left alone.
I've suddenly got the urge to put on one of these newsboy hats and go do some rabble rousing.
At the time, newsboys across the country were starting to protest. No wonder - the newsboy life wasn't any walk in the park. They weren't actually paid by the newspaper publishers. Instead, they bought papers and sold them for marginally more. The publishers wouldn't buy back unsold papers, which meant cries of "extra, extra!" were heard well into the night, even during rain, snow and freezing cold. These kids, as young as 5, made about ₡30 a day, were often homeless and generally mistreated (this was back in those days before child labor laws).
In 1898, during the Spanish-American War and the height of yellow journalism, newspaper sales skyrocketed and publishers raised their prices from ₡50 to ₡60 a bundle. After the war ended and sales went back down, most publishers lowered their prices - except William Randolph Hearst, owner of the New York Morning Journal, and Joseph Pulitzer of the New York World. By 1899, these kids were fed up and staged a strike in New York, led by some of the youngest and poorest Irish immigrants.
Characters like one-eyed Kid Blink and Race Track Higgens led demonstrations of up to 5,000 on the Brooklyn Bridge, effectively stopping traffic and news distribution for most of the North East. After a violent few days, in which kids were routinely beaten by police and thugs hired by Hearst and Pulitzer, the kids' union disbanded when the two papers agreed to buy back unsold papers (although they still refused to lower their prices).
The New York strike precipitated larger strikes years later in Montana and Louisville, before the introduction of child labor laws a couple decades later. Photographer Lewis W. Hine documented the life of newsies and kids in other industries, like mining and factories. Really makes you think about all those lil' ones around the world (and here at home) who are still working these same jobs. Here are my favorite shots:
Now don't go thinking there weren't any newsgirls out there! But on the whole they didn't participate in the protests, or at least there isn't record of them joining - I've got a feeling there were a few feisty ladies we haven't heard of. And while boys who continued to sell papers during the strike were often attacked by strikers, girl 'scabs' were left alone.
I've suddenly got the urge to put on one of these newsboy hats and go do some rabble rousing.
Big, Bold, & Beautiful
This post started out as a simple one.
One about corsets; a little history and this incredible little corset shop I found on the web. From there it has certainly GROWN.
Do you remember back in October when dear Karl Lagerfeld
said that the women who complain about too-skinny models were just fat and jealous?
"These are fat mummies sitting with their bags of crisps in front of the television, saying that thin models are ugly," he told Focus, going on to say that the fashion industry supports "dreams and illusions, and no one wants to see round women."
[shoot I am in no way sitting around fat and jealous in my size 4 pants, but I am one of those woman complaining]
Shooting Burlesque star Miss Dirty Martini for V Magazine's current issue titled: The Size Issue [which showcases woman with real bodies modeling the hottest designers] Karl Lagerfeld ate his words {I am sure because he has a really nice PR person}.
How refreshing is it to see clothing made for hips and breasts actually worn by someone with them? I can't tell you how many times I have had to stuff bustiers and clip the backs of really tiny corsets that were still too big for my model. They are just too skinny!
I hope that this trend continues and that the industry starts shifting to how is was pre-60's. When woman were allowed to have figures.
I can't fathom posting my corset blog within this one, so it will have to wait for another time, it just doesn't feel right.
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