Hey dudez. I’m out and about (dodging sleet storms in Scandinavia), but I wanted to remind you that you can always visit my TUMBLR account for unfettered madness. Less organized, less articulate (if that is even a thing), more updated. See ya.
Hello my pets. I’m back from a trip around the world (literally! three weeks: L.A. to L.A.!) and ready to show you some of my discoveries.
First up is a store that Jesse and I stumbled across in Osaka: Beams Boy. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to snap any photos of the store myself (must learn “can I take photos for my American fashion blog?” in Japanese), but thanks to the power of the internet, I can show you the wonder that is Beams Boy.
I have to write a post about this great song by local L.A. band Fol Chen. I mean, so yeah, I love narrative-driven songs, fine, but this one is just so evocative and awesome — cannot be beat. It makes me want to run back to Palm Springs (there this weekend, more to come on that later!), hole up in a [pepto pink?] motel and wait out the sunlight with a refreshing spritzer.