louis v party in tokyo

never a louis v fan, but they do throw the best fashion-shallow parties. verve cliquot, ice cream sandwich, roller girls, japanese pseudo misshapes kids, and the baby milo cell phone strap ... glorious!

follow the yellow brick road. follow the yellow brick road. follow follow follow follow


i just knew he's so gonna play hung up for me


yea. it's grace mother fucking jones


very confessions on a dancefloor


marc was there and it's studio 54 all over again


its murder on the dancefloor but you better not kill the groove
*ole blog from june

14 frigging years later

i was here 14 frigging years ago. and the tower is looking way smaller now


tinkerbell


imagine having gigantic balls with evil grin that bites


me likey the jaijai on the left. and he speaks english


time goes by so slowly so slowly so slowly

deep inside the goodie bag


lunch in my balenciaga


my melody's evil cunt twin


the cum monster


yea, i got her smoking too.
*this is an ole blog from june

that's point

milk, this friggin trendy weekly, wrote a one-pager on POINT, the magazine I help launch. wheeee.
*ole blog from previous months

promise to try

gimme a reason not to tear up all over again when i have to leave this place

sea

dispite the shitting thunder storm, we managed to take the L to williamsburg and dined at sea last nite. 2 mango mojitos, lots of seafood, and red curry duck ...

back off, hedi!

the revenge of the original skinny jeans and braces.

model #4

my neighbour fukfuk posed for my 4th shoot. see how he's working it.

dion dion dion

shot this boy about 2 years ago all the way down under in melbourne. nows hes all grown up and an aveda boi. awwwwwwwwwwww.

esad

his name is esad (eeeeeeee-sard). from brooklyn. a certain hotness thats beyond words. did his first outdoor shoot with us, in meatpacking, in the village, in the first official hottest day of the summer in new york.

hardy hardy hardy

what can i say, hardy mccall for my second shoot. an isntant favorite. classic!

i went shoe shoppin'

hats off to the sale at barneys. those ndc white boots are rad. all the way from belgium. hand made. broken-in just right. loves it.

first day of shoot

after 3 days of non stop resting on the couch and watching soap opera (and ophra), time to work! our first day of shoot -- with the legendary ryan curry.

he's cutting his hair after this shoot. lucky us.

its too nice out, we decided to screw work and went sipping iced latte in nolita.
fumi the make up and hair guy and oliv miss stylist and uber assistant!

le final shot

then we had italian for dinner at coby's in chelsea

i could have danced all night, i could have danced all night

other cities always make me mad ... other places always made me sad

look, theres my mommy!

down, down, down in your heart

in the evidence of its brilliance

location scouting

after watching the devil wears prada (funfunfun, they played madgie's JUMP and VOGUE in it, j'dore) this morning, i put on my havianas and strutt to the lower west side for location scouting, some highlights:

morning east village

from puke bag to medium brown bag

i was puking like a drunken crack whore the other day and perhaps its the medicine that made me better, or was it bloomies?! guess what did i buy from bloomingdale's soho?

before and after

i went to the hospital like 15 hours before my flight to new york, i though i wasnt gonna make it. NOT!

before *in the hospital

after *in my bedroom in the east village