Male Style Part II

Well here you have it...I'm sure there are tons of other men that I haven't even tapped into yet, but here's just a look see into what male style is and can be. To each his own. What I really want to see is a man who can carry off a total 1920s Buster Keaton esque look without making it look like he's going to a halloween party...to make it cohesive, authentic yet modern...I cannot deny some of the originality going on here with many of these photos, all the raw energy, and the male attitude, it's quite intriguing.


J. Spaceman


Zach Condon of Beirut


Johnny Greenwood


Redd Kross


Roxy Music


James Iha


Andrew Vanwyngarden of MGMT


Alex James

Male Style

So I've been doing research, looking at photos of many men I find extremely attractive, and of course very stylish....This will probably have to be a two part post...there are a lot of photos. I'm just going to show the images and not really explain anything because they kind of speak for themselves...and if you are male and come upon reading this, please be inspired. of course, ladies can be inspired by them as well - it's fashion, it can be unisex.


Pete Kember aka Sonic Boom


Buster Keaton


Syd Barrett


Bowie


The Verve


Jarvis Cocker


Bauhaus


Nick Cave (The Birthday Party era)

wow, might this be one of the best songs i've ever heard?

"What did you want to see?
What did you want to be when you grew up?

To go away and not look back and think of what the others say
To go ahead and change your life without regard to what is said
And everyone must do the same
you find yourself lost again
forget the things you've left behind
through looking back you may go blind"

Future Atlas Sound album Logos....

Don't these words ring true? I feel as if they are the story of my life so far, dwelling on the past will make you go blind...or insane. You can't change anything that's already happened, it's done...Doc Brown is not there waiting for you in his Delorian to take you back to the parts that you want to change...sorry McFly but there's no 1.21 gigga watts to get you back to where you want to be...and why do you want to go back? There is no point at all...Every minute spent thinking about the past is every minute wasted on the future. So get it together sunshine.

In the works

Here are some ideas, and inspirations that are currently helping me to create my fall/back to school wardrobe...it's always nice to get something new, but this time I'm only going to buy a few things and just mix it with my usual vintage/thrifted finds...it ends up all working together...but I have to say it's the most exciting period, being able to plan out the season and find ways to tweak your look each time.










1st dress Urban Outfitters, 2nd Modcloth, shoes: Urban Outfitters. First image: Jeremy Jay. Sixth image: Babes in Toyland. Last image: clip from Buffalo 66' (an awesome movie by the way).

Good Night

One of the most beautiful songs ever written and performed. Tim Buckley was an amazing musician as was his son Jeff. If you haven't read Dream Brother by David Browne you should definitley check it out if you're at all interested in these guys and their music that they left behind. I'm goin' to bed now, sweet dreams, this song always puts me in a dream like state.

One Day -

One day maybe we will dance again
Under fiery skies
One day maybe you will love again
Love that never dies

One day maybe you will see the land
Touch skin with sand
You've been swimming in the lonely sea
With no company


Oh, don't you want to find?
Can't you hear this beauty in life?
The roads, the highs, breaking up your life
Can't you hear this beauty in life?


One day maybe you will cry again
Just like a child
You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend
And the storm will end


Oh, don't you want to find?
Can't you hear this beauty in life?
The times, the highs, breaking up your mind
Can't you hear this beauty in life?


Oh, you're too afraid to touch
Too afraid you'll like it too much
The roads, the times, breaking up your mind
Can't you hear this beauty in life?


One day maybe I will dance again
One day maybe I will love again
One day maybe we will dance again
You know you've gotta
Tie yourself to the mast my friend
And the storm will end
One day maybe you will love again
You've gotta tie yourself to the mast my friend
And the storm will end

~The Verve~

Fashion Icon

I can barely remember the first time I ever saw Bowie, I was like four or five and it was on tv. They were playing one of those old interview shows like Dick Cavett or something and their he was, in a powder blue suit shaking like a madman (the heavy drug use), and had a cane in his hand. I was fascinated by this strange looking creature, I had never witnessed anyone to look like this until that moment. Bowie's music and I have a strong bond, when I was 13 I became heavily obsessed with everything Bowie, I watched Cracked Actor and Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars documentaries millions of times to get ideas from his wardrobe. I think Bowie is pretty much number one in my favorite musical artists list, every album is amazing and c'mon he's a fucking ever changing soul! I dislike to use the word Chameleon because it really doesn't describe him accurately as a Chameleon is all about blending in with their surroundings, Bowie definitely doesn't do this. My aunt and my mom were definitley great influences on my musical tastes and my aunt is a huge Bowie fan and saw him in the late 70s and 80s live (my mom saw him once). They surely helped me to get into some of his rareities. When I was about 19, I finally rented The Man who Fell to Earth (it was a Bowie film that I had been wanting to see ever since I was 13, but it was hard to find). I was completely blown away by his look here, the striking red hair (with the gold in the middle), the painfully thin body, the coats and aviators. This man screams sexy, (at least to me, as I find uniqueness and individuality to be very sexy). His Thin white duke days are one of the most stylish to me, those exaggerated 40s suits, and his soul image coked out of his mind. But really, all of his looks are incredibly unique and glamorous. The image he creates with his music is genius and I take great inspiration from this. I remember being 14 hanging in my room late at night and listening to Rebel, Rebel off the Diamond Dogs LP, and I got all glammed up to the music. Red lips, teased hair, black glittery shorts (lol), high heels and a blouse and just put attitude into the whole thing. I still get inspired and dress to the music I listen to, each thing is always new and different and I try to create looks that reflect that. I remember a male friend of mine in high school telling me that he loved that I didn't wear the same thing everyday and it was true because I really didn't. This is why I love Bowie so much, he is my male fashion icon. And I think it's about time I reinvent myself. Love on ya!

"You can't go on stage and live - it's false all the way...I can't stand the premise of going on in jeans and a guitar and looking as real as you can in front of 18,000 people. I mean, it's not normal!" --David Bowie--

The Bends will always be my favorite Radiohead Album

Limb by limb and tooth by tooth
Tearing up inside of me
Every day, every hour
Wish that I was bulletproof

Wax me, mould me
Heat the pins and stab them in
You have turned me into this
Just wish that it was bulletproof

So pay me money and take a shot
Lead-fill the hole in me
I could burst a million bubbles
All surrogate and bulletproof


I'm on a radiohead od right now, and i'm wearing my mom's radiohead shirt she got in 1996 when she and my dad saw them, and I cannot thank them enough for letting them take me and my brother to see them live around 1998 during Ok Computer tour with Spiritualized as support. (If I only knew how fucking amazing that lineup was when I was 10/11, I fully appreciated it then, but not as much as I would now). Ok, back to getting cozy and having The Bends playing on repeat, good nite ladies and gentlemen, enjoy this melodicaly emotional tune that I cry to.

"i'm just too young to belong to anyone and i'm too old to be taken"

I don't even remember what I really wanted to establish with this post, but it's along the lines of relationships. Sometimes i feel really strange being alone, I know it's not a bad thing and I actually feel extremely liberated being able to do all the things I want to do without answering to anyone. But there are days when I really miss connection, intimate spaces, long moments of silent staring into the lover's eyes and reading their soul. If you would have told me all the things I would be going through these past years when I was 15, I wouldn't have believed it. I probably would've assumed I'd never have been in love, i'm a choosey individual. It's very hard for me to find the right person, and i've had only two connections in my life. It's strange, everyone speculated we were going to get married once upon a time. what a laugh, it's funny how old women talk, it's cute because it's not 1953 anymore and girls like me usually don't marry their first love. And that's definitley not something I would have wanted anyways. On the flipside, my parents met in highschool when they were 16 and they have pretty much been together ever since then, (they were off and on a little bit, and they dated other people briefly after they broke up sometime after highschool), but they were always drawn to each other, and I can admire that. I never assumed that I was going to have the same luck, but I did the whole high school sweetheart thing too, 16 too and first times for everything. We lasted almost three years, but it just didn't work out, and after many difficult situations and drama I can now look back on the good parts and reflect on my youth and the carefree ways of being young and so in love once. I'm looking forward to the future and the upcoming adult relationships i'm going to have, it's an exciting age. It's only begining, and I feel like he was just like how a first pancake is, rough around the edges/not perfect/gooey and usually thrown in the garbage...(theoretically speaking). That griddle is mighty hot now and is just waiting for the next batch of batter to be cooking. love love love

First Obsession

I decided that today's post is going to be about my first obsession (the first musical obsession, that of usually a lead singer in a band that I usually get obsessed with). The very first band that I called my own was The Verve way back when I was about eleven years old. Once I heard their song "bittersweet symphony" on the radio I had to learn more, thus a journey into collecting all their cds, and any books/information about them had to be found. I became so enraptured with this group, i even got my best friend into them and we went to one of our first concerts together (Verve was not my first show, Radiohead was numero uno when I was 10, and one day maybe we can talk about how gorgeous Johnny Greenwood is too!), and saw The Verve live in LA right before they broke up (Nick McCabe the lead guitarist was not present unfortunately). We were probably the youngest kids their, just fifth graders! I still have the tshirt i got that night and I still wear it on occasion. Anyways, my first musical crush was Richard Ashcroft - lead singer of The Verve. I thought he was beautiful, so tall, skinny, shaggy hair, sunken in cheek bones, big lips, and he had this mysterious and arrogant thing about him that I couldn't even understand. He was also a snappy dresser, and still is. I remember once writing a secret letter to him with all my wishes of us together and then I rolled it up and stuck it in this neat little antique genie bottle in the hopes that it would come true one day...ha ha. Of course none of that was ever going to happen, but a little girl can dream you know. When I heard they broke up shortly after seeing them, I was so devastated. A few years passed by and Richard came out with a few notable solo albums, but nothing ever as good as the verve. In 2007 rumours came around that my band was going to reunite, and I was ecstatic, the album turned out to be okay, but I didn't care, I was so happy they were back together! And Richard still looks as beautiful as ever! Anwyhooo, this is my story of my first obsession, maybe I'll continue this saga with a story about Damon Albarn of Blur (my next musical obsession) and then I'll segway into real life about some of my first real crushes....More eye candy below, for me anyway...