I’ve seen Once Upon A Time in Hollywoodtwice and stumbled upon CBGB shortly after. One has made $124 million and the other $40,000 but regardless of gross both are love stories well worth your viewing time. Once Upon a Time romanticizes moviemaking’s past while addressing the constant need to evolve and remain relevant while remaining true to one’s own moral code, set against an alternative, fairy tale, mid 60’s LA backdrop.
Fast forward a decade later to The Bowery and Hilly Crystal. Hilly was the grandfather of the punk rock music scene who created what is undisputedly one of the greatest music clubs of all times, CBGB’s. The personification of punk, Crystal tried his hand at being a musician, bandleader, booking agent and club owner, only to fail at them all. Even his original idea for “CBGB and OMFUG” failed. The abbreviation represented the kinds of music he intended to feature (Country, BlueGrass, Blues and Other Music For Uplifting Gormandizers) but he couldn’t get any of those acts to play the club so he took a chance on an obscure a punk band (Television) and the rest is history.
Watching both of these music-themed stories got me to thinking about a paper I wrote in college on whether music influenced fashion, for which I earned an A+. How could music and fashion not influence each other – even decades later as evidenced by the looks I’ve pulled together to relive my inner hippepunk!
How about you? What musical genre influenced your style? Do you still incorporate elements of that style in your wardrobe today? Drop me a line…I’d love to know.
Summer officially begins on Friday, which means it’s travel time for me! I’ve got three weekend trips planned and I hope to get away with bringing nothing more than an overnight bag for each. Mix-and-match outfits, some lip gloss, and a good book are about all I need – besides a loved one or two – to enjoy my time away…
My second adventure is taking me to Denver to spend time with two of my favorite peeps, where we’ll tune in and turn on at the Dead & Co show, followed by a day enjoying Mother Nature at Garden of the Gods. Since my flight doesn’t leave til late Monday night I am going to play solo tourist and check out some art and some books at the Denver Art Museum and the Tattered Cover Bookstore…
Finally, at some point before Labor Day I’m going to make it to Charleston for a long weekend. I’d like to spend the time exploring the architecture and cemeteries through walking tours, drop in at SCAD, get some tan time in at Folly Beach, and visit the basket ladies at Charleston City Market…
How about you? Any travel plans for the summer? Do you like to visit new places when you go on holiday or do you stick with the tried-and-true spots that make you feel nostalgically happy? Drop me a line…..I’d love to know.
Ever since the 2019 Camp Met Ball I’ve been thinking a LOT about t-shirts. And while a t-shirt can certainly be camp (with a few appearing on the red carpet the night of the Gala) it can also be much much more. The right T can silently communicate your life philosophy, favorite sports team, travels, tribe or musical preferences. T’s are like the workhorses of the clothing world: no other type of clothing serves as many diverse purposes for its wearer. It’s really a rather remarkable when you think about it. Did you know:
International t-shirt day is June 21st
The word “T-shirt” was first used in 1920 by author F. Scott Fitzgerald in his novel, This Side of Paradise.
The first promo t-shirt was produced for The Wizard of Oz in 1939 (sadly no image exists fo this art)
The first t-shirt to bear a slogan was the “Dew-It with Dewey” shirt made for Thomas E. Dewey’s 1944 presidential campaign.
Tropix Togs was the first company to decorate T-shirts with pop culture icons and slogans in the early 1950s.
In the late 60s tie-dye t’s became popular, largely due to Rit Dye ad mogul Don Price. Rit gave away hundreds of dyed shirts at Woodstock, starting a counterculture trend still in style today.
Coca Cola was the first brand to promote itself using t-Shirts
Over 2 billion t-shirts are sold worldwide every year.
60% of American have more than 10 t-shirts, which is enough to circle the earth 34 times.
At least once per week, 89% of Americans put on a t-shirt.
The Salvation Army receives several million t-shirt donations every year and auctions them off by the pound, exporting them to third-world countries.
T-shirt recycling keeps 5 billion ton of textile waste out of landfills annually
I am, unfortunately, part of the 40% of Americans who owns less than 10 t-shirts. I plan on rectifying that situation over the summer by adding a few choice designs purchased during my upcoming summer travels. How about you? Do you wear t-shirts? Do you own more or less than 10 t-shirts? Are you a plain t or design t advocate? What’s the best t you ever owned? Drop me a line…I’d love to know.
It’s been quite some time since I posted but fear not, as two months focused on handling family and work matters is finally behind me and I am once again (hopefully) back to blogging twice-a-week. Not sure I’ll actually accomplish that goal but a girl can dream.
If I don’t make my goal this week at least I’ve got a good excuse, as my husband and I are headed to Miami Beach to seeNick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets Tour when it stops at The Fillmore Miami Beach. I got our tickets months ago when I first read about the show, and if the reviews are even halfway accurate we are in for an (inter)stellar night of classic old school Floyd.
We’ll be staying at CASA Boutique Hotel, which is close to the theater and the beach without being near the craziness of Ocean Drive. Besides the concert we plan on spending our days soaking up some rays, exploring Lincoln Road Mall (including Taschen Books), wandering the galleries at the Bass and the World Erotic Art Museums, grabbing authentic Cuban food at Puerto Saguaand ending our nights at Mac’s Club Deuce, a bar we used to frequent years ago. All in all, we’ve got a great mini-holiday to look forward to, and maybe 2nd post later this week too!
This weekend I celebrated another birthday. I’ve never been a big party kind of person and prefer a more intimate day spent with those I love, sharing some laughter and a tasty home-cooked meal followed by the sweetest store-bought birthday cake I can find. One personal birthday tradition I have kept for many years is to wear something special to remind myself of how much I love clothes and dressing for an occasion (previous birthday outfits hereand here).
My husband, who knows I’ve developed a bit of pinball obsession, surprised me with a trip to an area arcade I had no idea existed. Best gift ever! We were the first customers of the day and had our choice of hundreds of machines, all in great working condition. We lost track of the time and finally called it quits when our wrists hurt so baldy we couldn’t play anymore. In keeping with my birthday outfit philosophy, and having an inkling of where we might be going, I dressed accordingly.
You know it’s bad when your mom wants to know if you are ever going to post again… I’ve been dealing with some significant life changes over the past month with have left me with zero free time and zapped all of my creative energy. Still, its almost Labor Day and I always feel nostalgic for back-to-school shopping around this time of year. I am also sick of wearing all of my summer things, so I decided to spend what little free time I’ve been able to muster surfing the web to create an adult version of a back-to-school wardrobe for the fall.
I’ve written before abut traveling light and making less do more (here) so the 1 coat, 2 bags, 3 shoes, 4 bottoms, 5 tops strategy pictured above would provide me with enough outfit variety for well over 2 years. Given lots of free time and a bottomless pocketbook here’s what I’d buy to make my back-to-school fantasy a reality:
I am beyond OBSESSED with silver shoes right now! It all started when I impulsively purchased #3 one dreary day during lunch. I wore the shoes almost immediately and every time I looked down to admire my new purchase I smiled with shoe happiness. There is no bad time to sport a silver shoe, although my personal favorite is at night after a day at the beach and accessorized with the perfect slip dress, silver jewelry and a fresh pedicure!
Since my first silver shoe purchase I have acquired #5 with plans to add #4 to my collection next payday. I am also coveting #12 and #14 but those shoes may be mine in dreams only, since I live a decidedly non-12/14 lifestyle. How about you? Which number – or numbers – speaks to you? I’d love to know…
I just celebrated another birthday and had a really great time. Since the date fell on a Friday – yeah Capricorns! – I turned my day into a 72-hour celebration instead.
My actual birthday was spent receiving calls from my loved ones who each sang me ‘Happy Birthday’. On the way home from work I took a detour to see ‘I, Tonya’ (which was fantastic). I came home to some snail mail cards and a beautiful bouquet from my son and his girlfriend. Funny story there – unbeknownst to my son, the florist was his 3rd grade teacher who was thrilled one of her students was sending flowers to his momma. My day ended with the perfect gift from my husband – a SpaFindergift card (Tiba NUhere I come).
And Sunday? Well, Sunday was football playoff day and my team – the Philadelphia Eagles – romped their way to a Super Bowl berth! I’ve been waiting a long time for my Iggles to have a season like this and they have not disappointed me (or the rest of their fans) yet. I couldn’t have asked for a better way to start the next year of my life…
Part of my deep dive into ‘all things Andy’ led me to the legend ofStudio 54. Opened in 1977, the club quickly became world-famous for its celebrity guests, hedonistic atmosphere, and flagrant drug use. The club served as a second home to Warhol and his stable of Polaroid ‘one-name’ celebrities like Liz, Mick, Elton, Dali, Bowie, Liza, Truman and Jackie. Big stars to be sure, but to my way of thinking no one was more beautiful and happening than 54’s three ‘it’ girls: Bianca, Jerry and Diane.
To this day I still think these women remain as beautiful, intelligent and relevant as they appeared back in the day. Bianca was the exotic one, married to the King of Rock and always holding court at a VIP table. Diane was the sly bohemian, running her dress empire by day and surrounded by powerfully rich men at night. Jerry was the wild-spirited Texan never far from a bottle of bubbly or fun.
I can’t think of a modern day equivalent to Studio 54, but if such a club existed I can easily picture Bianca regally sitting there while Diane discusses business and art with the Davos set and Jerry flirts and laughs the night away, all while wearing the following…
Even though we are experiencing summertime temperatures today is officially the first day of fall and I am more than ready for autumn. Between weekend travels that have taken me north, south, and east to see my children and preparing for the opening night of an art installation next week I haven’t had much free time to explore the web but did manage to stumble upon the following: