One of the coolest things I have seen in a long time ...
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/picturegalleries/howaboutthat/4863438/The-amazing-crayon-art-of-Christian-Faur.html
28 February 2009
Huija
So basically I am pining for some of these amazing boots I saw at BAF Week the other day. I dream of them, I imagine the beautiful memories we will create together as I stroll through Belgrano on a sunny autumn day and I caress the picture I put of them on my mirror every time I walk out the door. It's sad.
Anyway. BAF Week was pretty cool, if not at times a little funny. I have never been to Bryant Park in New York, or any other Fashion Week for that matter, but I couldn't help but think that Buenos Aires still has a long way to go when it comes to gaining credibility and achieving a little more success on the international circuit. Apparently this year things had been downsized - thanks financial meltdown - but it just seemed like a random hodgepodge of fashion students' efforts and pieces. There was only one space used for runway shows, which limited the amount of actual shows that could happen, which kind of stunk ( stank ?).
Every girl in attendance spent about 7 hours preparing for the event, strapping on her best, everpresent 5-inch stiletto ankle boots, pairing them with their favorite over-complicated blousey top ensemble and topping it all off with some random ass dangly necklace and over-straightened hair. EVERY girl there looked the same. It was kind of sad. Slash only mildly depressing because I looked like a homeless woman in my flip flops and greasy hair. Oh well. It was great people watching and fun to pretend that I could afford some of the cool stuff that was there.
We managed to watch the Prune runway show. Prune is a trendy but more or less quality leather line that puts out bags and accessories, aka this season = ankle boots and oversized bags. How original. Some of the shoes and boots were actually really great, but I was so distracted by how weirdly the models walked. I was channeling my inner Heidi Klum/Tim Gunn combo slash Miss Jay from America's Next Top Model, which is only slightly pathetic if you think about it. Most of the models were of course long, lean and gorgeous. They're only models after all. But they all had this insanely idiotic walk that made them lead SO much with their hips that they looked like someone was dragging them by their ankles or something. I don't know, and I don't even think it's worthy of a time-consuming analysis but it just seemed a bit ridiculous. In that moment I declared the First World, aka America, the champion of all things, especially Fashion Week.
Summer is winding down here and I am depressed that all of the sales are ending. However, my day is brightened up by the onslaught of sweaters, jackets, boots and scarves that are flowing through the streets of Buenos Aires like ... like ... I don't know. I love fall and I absolutely love the fall clothes in BA. I did a little browsing today to check out the new stuff but of course was depressed because I hate inflation and I hate the peso ( only temporarily ) but that is ok. This too shall pass. One day I will be wrapped up in a new little sweater and prancing around in my fabulous Huija boooooots.
Rowr. I miss Mere and I want to eat curry every day all day and cover my face in naan.
Night at the Roxbury is on and I am actually watching it. Someone help me.
In just a month I will be headed back home to get my visa paperwork in order which is so exciting. I can't wait to lay on the couch with Bella and bother Deb and eat Pietanza, shop at Trader Joe's, and proclaim the joys of customer service/efficient ANYTHING/non-mulleted hair.
Ummmmmmmm that's all for now I am SO boring it's actually unbearable.
Anyway. BAF Week was pretty cool, if not at times a little funny. I have never been to Bryant Park in New York, or any other Fashion Week for that matter, but I couldn't help but think that Buenos Aires still has a long way to go when it comes to gaining credibility and achieving a little more success on the international circuit. Apparently this year things had been downsized - thanks financial meltdown - but it just seemed like a random hodgepodge of fashion students' efforts and pieces. There was only one space used for runway shows, which limited the amount of actual shows that could happen, which kind of stunk ( stank ?).
Every girl in attendance spent about 7 hours preparing for the event, strapping on her best, everpresent 5-inch stiletto ankle boots, pairing them with their favorite over-complicated blousey top ensemble and topping it all off with some random ass dangly necklace and over-straightened hair. EVERY girl there looked the same. It was kind of sad. Slash only mildly depressing because I looked like a homeless woman in my flip flops and greasy hair. Oh well. It was great people watching and fun to pretend that I could afford some of the cool stuff that was there.
We managed to watch the Prune runway show. Prune is a trendy but more or less quality leather line that puts out bags and accessories, aka this season = ankle boots and oversized bags. How original. Some of the shoes and boots were actually really great, but I was so distracted by how weirdly the models walked. I was channeling my inner Heidi Klum/Tim Gunn combo slash Miss Jay from America's Next Top Model, which is only slightly pathetic if you think about it. Most of the models were of course long, lean and gorgeous. They're only models after all. But they all had this insanely idiotic walk that made them lead SO much with their hips that they looked like someone was dragging them by their ankles or something. I don't know, and I don't even think it's worthy of a time-consuming analysis but it just seemed a bit ridiculous. In that moment I declared the First World, aka America, the champion of all things, especially Fashion Week.
Summer is winding down here and I am depressed that all of the sales are ending. However, my day is brightened up by the onslaught of sweaters, jackets, boots and scarves that are flowing through the streets of Buenos Aires like ... like ... I don't know. I love fall and I absolutely love the fall clothes in BA. I did a little browsing today to check out the new stuff but of course was depressed because I hate inflation and I hate the peso ( only temporarily ) but that is ok. This too shall pass. One day I will be wrapped up in a new little sweater and prancing around in my fabulous Huija boooooots.
Rowr. I miss Mere and I want to eat curry every day all day and cover my face in naan.
Night at the Roxbury is on and I am actually watching it. Someone help me.
In just a month I will be headed back home to get my visa paperwork in order which is so exciting. I can't wait to lay on the couch with Bella and bother Deb and eat Pietanza, shop at Trader Joe's, and proclaim the joys of customer service/efficient ANYTHING/non-mulleted hair.
Ummmmmmmm that's all for now I am SO boring it's actually unbearable.
24 February 2009
20 February 2009
Twiddled
Sooooo I am a bad blog lady. Oops.
I don't know if I feel like detailing every day of my lovely little mountain trip, but I will say that it was completely wonderful and amazing and I love lake and I want to have one. Now. I think I could safely say that if I were sent to live in a nice cabin in the mountains to avoid the hot summer months here, I would bring a million books and just enjoy it. And be anti social because sometimes I like the idea of misanthropy.
Especially when work has been so crazy. Good busy, but still very busy nonetheless. Since the academic year is about to begin everyone is arriving and needs places to live, confirmations, programs, blah blah blah ... It can get quite hectic. Luckily on Sunday we're all just going out to some random estancia to stuff ourselves full of meat and I will also fry in the sun, if there is any. Also an epic tennis match between kata/yo and sebas/nick will take place. Clearly the less coordinated one will be MOI. Thanks.
Ummmmm what else ... It's Friday huzzah and I am sick of being poor for NO REASON. Why is Buenos Aires a money eating city? Seriously I don't even buy food anymore unless I have to. I haven't had milk in my house for at least 2 weeks because I'm lazy and poor. Therefore I just drink free coffee at work. Sadly that also means my Frosted Flakes are on vacation since I am tired of eating them in a mug without milk. Le sigh.
My plant that we had cared for so much and so lovingly has just died. RIP. Too much water. I left it in a bucket of water before I left for SMA and now it's just sad and wilty and mad at me. Woof.
I MISS MY SISSY. I just thought I would give a late birthday shout outski to Mere and Deb who are both insane and awesome and I wish they could come here now and Mere and I could laugh at Deb who doesn't always get our jokes.
That's all for now ... More later ... When I have nothing to do. Oh wait, I also have nothing to do now. Whatever.
I don't know if I feel like detailing every day of my lovely little mountain trip, but I will say that it was completely wonderful and amazing and I love lake and I want to have one. Now. I think I could safely say that if I were sent to live in a nice cabin in the mountains to avoid the hot summer months here, I would bring a million books and just enjoy it. And be anti social because sometimes I like the idea of misanthropy.
Especially when work has been so crazy. Good busy, but still very busy nonetheless. Since the academic year is about to begin everyone is arriving and needs places to live, confirmations, programs, blah blah blah ... It can get quite hectic. Luckily on Sunday we're all just going out to some random estancia to stuff ourselves full of meat and I will also fry in the sun, if there is any. Also an epic tennis match between kata/yo and sebas/nick will take place. Clearly the less coordinated one will be MOI. Thanks.
Ummmmm what else ... It's Friday huzzah and I am sick of being poor for NO REASON. Why is Buenos Aires a money eating city? Seriously I don't even buy food anymore unless I have to. I haven't had milk in my house for at least 2 weeks because I'm lazy and poor. Therefore I just drink free coffee at work. Sadly that also means my Frosted Flakes are on vacation since I am tired of eating them in a mug without milk. Le sigh.
My plant that we had cared for so much and so lovingly has just died. RIP. Too much water. I left it in a bucket of water before I left for SMA and now it's just sad and wilty and mad at me. Woof.
I MISS MY SISSY. I just thought I would give a late birthday shout outski to Mere and Deb who are both insane and awesome and I wish they could come here now and Mere and I could laugh at Deb who doesn't always get our jokes.
That's all for now ... More later ... When I have nothing to do. Oh wait, I also have nothing to do now. Whatever.
11 February 2009
Bon Voyage
So I'm off. I have been blog-neglectful lately, because life has been amazingly busy and wonderful all at once. Tomorrow I leave and pray that it won't be too terribly rainy ( again ) while I go off to Retiro for the bus. It poured all day today so I drank white wine at work and avoided going outside.
Can't wait to get out of town, again, and enjoy a nice break from Capital Federal craziness.
Chauskis
Can't wait to get out of town, again, and enjoy a nice break from Capital Federal craziness.
Chauskis
03 February 2009
Rain Rain
Don´t go away !! I am loving this rain ... Ok well right now it is not currently lloviendo but it was sooo wonderful last night. I came back from the gym with Andrés and the skies opened up, the thunder started going and the lightning turned everything purple. It was awesome. I love when it storms at night !! It´s so cozy. We went for a surprise late night dinner at Bangalore and stuffed our panzas with curry and Quilmes which was a happy reward for a crazy Monday.
Today Andrés leaves for San Martín de Los Andes to do the Columbia Cruce de Los Andes ... it´s about 110 kM ( I don´t know metric conversions ) over a 3-day foot race into Chile. Pretty cool. Here is what SM de los A ( nice abbrevs ) looks like: 
I slept 4 hours last night no more, so time for me to stare at the wall. This weekend going to the beach ( I know it´s only Tuesday but yes I can still talk about the weekend ) ... will be stuffing my face with steak and frying myself in the sun .... aka pure bliss
Today Andrés leaves for San Martín de Los Andes to do the Columbia Cruce de Los Andes ... it´s about 110 kM ( I don´t know metric conversions ) over a 3-day foot race into Chile. Pretty cool. Here is what SM de los A ( nice abbrevs ) looks like:
I´m going to meet him there next week and maybe climb up Volcano Lanín ... that giant thing up there. BOO .... I don´t know if I´ll make it. Apparently it´s not that formidable but I have my doubts.
Speaking of Doubts I am going to see Doubt tonight ... I love PSH so I am so excited to see it, and of course Meryl Streep is a geeeeeenius. Um ok that´s all.
I slept 4 hours last night no more, so time for me to stare at the wall. This weekend going to the beach ( I know it´s only Tuesday but yes I can still talk about the weekend ) ... will be stuffing my face with steak and frying myself in the sun .... aka pure bliss
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