Archive | November, 2009

A Fine Vintage: Take Two

30 Nov

Alongside the mundane tourist shops shelling out sparkly Ed Hardy, gothic Doc Martens and tiny skirts, there are a few stores worth a trip to Melrose Avenue. Don’t be fooled here, Melrose Avenue is a cornucopia of crap (but is still well-known as a destination). Be prepared to step inside multiple stores to see the same fluorescent jersey, the same shiny gold lingerie, newsboy caps and pleather bags for fifty dollars; I don’t know anyone who lives here that buys into the idea that to buy good, you buy new. Buying designer labels doesn’t make you a fashion icon here, it’s about personal style. Apart from the earlier mentioned ‘Thrift Store’ there are a few other stops along the way that make shopping in L.A. a shopper’s paradise. First stop, Crossroads Trading Company. Vista Boulevard and Melrose Avenue:

The store’s selection usually consists of worn-in vintage tees, designer bags and shoes (from size six to ten), lots of dresses, lots of pants, jackets, shorts and skirts – all arranged according to the color scheme they fit into.  The inventory has a heavy dose of seventies glam, but the buyers here seem to know what sells, what’s trending and what’s quality (up to a point).   The best assets of the store are usually hanging above the fray (i.e. Marc Jacobs dresses, James Perse tees, etc.).  Just ask a clerk to get them and they’ll happily oblige you.  Most pieces remain below the $50 dollar mark and the average cost is only $10 – $20.  Remember that their inventory is always changing but once you’ve visited, two weeks time until your next visit will allow the store to restock with new inventory.

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Second stop: Wasteland.   Wasteland is a stone’s throw from Crossroads and on another level.  Here, the buyers always select the best stuff, bring in the priciest designers and ensure that their inventory offers original and new pieces each day.   It is (of course) more expensive here than any of the other vintage stores, but you’ll still be able to find edgy bags and romantic dresses from designer stock well below $100.   Shoes here are also an inviting situation: all sizes, both men’s and women’s, boots, sneakers and heels.  The music is pumping, and the store vast, so be prepared to spend some time here.

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Thanksgiving Day

27 Nov

I was prepared to write-off Thanksgiving Day in Los Angeles as any other ol’ holiday, the same happens here as in Wichita, Kansas – just families getting together for a meal that makes you loosen your belt-buckle – but then, I was waiting in traffic at a stop light and suddenly, Pocahontas walked in front of me. Yes. Moccasins, hand-made paper headdress and nude-ish onesie. Awesome.

Turkey Legs

25 Nov

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Have a great holiday weekend! Happy Thanksgiving!

Big Teeth/Glasses

25 Nov

Like a dog territorially watering every post and inch of grass, a certain tagger has been making his mark from Hollywood Boulevard to Melrose Avenue, even streaking his trademark across the local Hollywood Laundry bathroom floor:

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Nog

24 Nov

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You know it’s that time of year when…

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Taken at Ralph’s Grocery store – which I always refer to as ‘King Sooper’s’ or thoughtlessly ‘Albertsons’. These are the two grocery chains I grew up with, and despite being more than several years out of the ballpark of childhood, I have to consciously acknowledge that I am shopping at ‘Ralph’s’ no matter how ridiculous a name I consider this to be (because ‘King Soopers’ makes sense?). Sometimes I just revert back to familiar names; as if I traveled often and started calling every hotel I stayed at ‘home’.

A Fine Vintage

23 Nov

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Armed with new shoes! LET’S HIT THE STREETS.

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As a known thrift store junkie, my Sister rolls her eyes when I tell her I want to go shopping. I lived at thrift stores in Miami! Like an archeological dig, finding the store with the great stuff and good prices is always a Voila! moment. So, when the undistinguished “Thrift Store” popped up on Fairfax with a rack full of 99 cent t-shirts and pastel shorts in front, just a block from the Jewish eatery Canter’s, I was elated. I’m not sure if at first start the owner of this particular panoply of wares knew the what she really had in stock – designer coats, shoes and bags were often marked below their market value – but with time however, prices have slowly crept upwards. Fortunately, prices are in accordance to the pieces’ state and (if applicable) label. Sigh. Still, this modest store that sits alongside Jewish bakeries, skate/surf retailers and stale newspaper stands is usually worth a visit for blazers, skirts and dresses (and shoes if you’re a size six).

 

LET’S TAKE A LOOK:

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Bally for $40
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Glamour for $55
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Red leather Calvin Klein Jacket $25
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My Sister loved this jacket, and therefore bought it. See, I told her it was worth the trip, even if the place smells like dusty shelves and febreeze.

Windows

22 Nov

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Looks Too Similar to Tell

19 Nov

Sunrise…

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Sunset…

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L.A. Traffic Good for Something…Not Going Anywhere

19 Nov

Robert Pattinson says in his pre-Twilight life, “I loved driving around L.A. I know not a lot of people say that, but if you don’t have to get anywhere, L.A. is the best place to drive ’round in. I used to have this little car, a convertible … and I really do miss doing that, as the sun is going down, driving over the mountains. It’s a great thing and I kind of do miss that a little bit. It’s not really the same thing when you’ve got 10 cars following you.” [AP, jezebel.com]

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Creepers

17 Nov

For some time now, I’ve been staring at this:

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Though Erin Wasson once said that she admired the homeless for their personal style, I regularly agree with her wardrobe choices, and therefore commit many of her pieces to memory in hopes of finding something similarly inspiring from my own closet. Likewise, Noot Seear, a model-cum-actress starring in the upcoming (opening release today maybe? Yes?) New Moon, a chess junkie and chunky jewelry addict, is also an inspirational muse. On Modelinia.com, she personally takes you through her closet – her leather jackets, her vests, her buckets of bags and piles of shoes – and amongst that divine mess is a pair of black and white low ‘creepers.’

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Creepers are an interesting lot. According to Wikipedia, “they found their beginnings in the years following the WWII: Soldiers based in the deserts in North Africa wore suede boots with hardwearing crepe soles because of the climate and environment. Having left the army, many of these ex-soldiers found their way to the disreputable nightspots of London (Kings Cross and Soho) wearing the same crepe soled shoes. Those became known as Brothel Creepers.” Afterward, they got picked up by emerging subcultures – ska, punk, new waver, greasers, goths and the Japanese Visual Kei (known for their visual dramatics). Though I’d hardly throw myself into the closet with the skuzzy kids hanging out at The Knitting Factory – the all-black ensembles, glue-formed Mohawks and numerous piercings – I’m not above a little grunge. Like Alexa Chung says ‘I’m allergic to hairbrushes.’ I like a little bitter with my sweet.

So, after several rewinds of Noot’s closet spectaculaire, I wanted my own ‘creepers.’ Which brings me to shoe shopping, which brings me to this: though my budget for shoes is miniscule (I have bilz), the inspiration of an outfit or piece is never truly forgotten; the minute I lay my green eyes on something inspiring, I’m done for, which is why Karmaloop.com never treated me so good. Thank you Jeffrey Campbell. The black and white is gone but the shape of both Noot’s and Erin’s kicks is prominent, and with studs to boot, I’m sold. The ‘wrinkle studded creeper’:

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