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I have a couple of holiday parties coming up. Really wishing I had this ensemble to spill egg nog all over.

zooey deschanel is so ghoul

So much cuteness, too little time…

New video for She & Him’s “Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?”

If the youtube video was a little jumpy (mine was…), you can also watch a clearer, less jumped-up version of the video here.

super mario

For three weeks Mario Testino, American Vogue and just about every other major glossy under the sun’s staple fashion photog, kept a diary of all his jettings and flittings about and earlier this week the Independent finally published it. In the diary, Testino talks Lady Di, Claudia Schiffer, the German art world. And he also generally just says adorably Peruvian things for a couple pages.

Below are some of my highlights.

On perpetual nomadic discombobulation:

So I have a small place in Los Angeles because I found I couldn’t stand the hotels anymore. I lived in the Chateau Marmont [Hotel] for 17 years and I just couldn’t take it any more. You need somewhere at least where you get up in the night to go to the toilet and you know where you’re going. I hate hitting my head on walls.

On being old:

Plus, I’m deprived of my family in the sense that my mother and sisters live in Peru or America, so these kids [of my friends] have become like my family. If I were to have an accident, they would be the ones picking me up from the floor. But one of them did say to me the other day, “You fool, Mario. You’re old.” I realised it was a joke. But I did almost kill him on the spot.

And finally, on American Vogue:

Most of my work is for American Vogue. I shoot for it almost every issue. This is a magazine that sells 1.2m copies and is probably read by 3m. Its reach is so wide you have to be quite easily understood. Whereas British Vogue’s aesthetics are different. You can’t give them work that’s too bland. It’s got to have a certain humour; a certain fun.

For the full article visit theindependent.co.uk.

{Photo courtesty dailylife.com}

me oh my

Am I in love or what?

(Sorry one and all for not embedding this video… could not figure out how flash works in the 20 minutes I spent before I got frustrated…)

milestones at c&o!

Well, we’ve reached a bunch of benchmarks recently here at Coffee & Oranges. First, I’m pleased to announce I’m now part of the Coutorture network of fashion blogs, so whoever is finding their way over here from there, pull up a chair and pour yourself a glass.

Second is something I had been meaning to write a cute little post for when it came along, but then the milestone came and left! We reached 100 POSTS a couple of days ago just like that! So hooray, Coffee & Oranges is basically the oldest blog on the internet. Lastly, it’s my birthday on Friday, hence the fireworks!

hello old friend

Hey guys!

I’ve been out in the world touring with my boy’s band. Wireless internet not being as readily available as I thought it might be (yeah, even in Seattle…), no posts posted! Solly! I’m back though and ready for action. Just as soon as I sleep off this cold…

Love,

Zinzi

{Photo source: here}.

hot off the press! (and i couldn’t be more excited)

A couple of years ago there were a certain pair of white leather riding boots that were simply wonderful and the best thing ever. I wanted them terrbily, as you can imagine, and one Christmas morning my dream came true. Since those days my love of Sigerson Morrison has grown from an innocent poinsettia to a raving giant beanstalk. I love them. I really do.

The problem is I don’t always have the funding to support this love.

But wait THERE’S MORE. I just read on my very own local Racked that there’s a new collaboration in the air (is this all I report on these days… sorry readers be patient with little me): Sigerson Morrison for Target. Unfortunately for everyone the images won’t be available until mid-September (I have this feeling they’ll be leaking momentarily, though). The line officially launches in stores in October.

{Photo courtesy of SigersonMorrison.com.}

oh man.

Today I’m really sad.

This has always been one of my favorite photos: Yves with his girls, Loulou and Betty. Little did he know his real secret muse, my mother, was all the way in Barrington, Rhode Island!

What can I say? The fashion world took a big hit today.

papa don’t preach

I’m in trouble deep. Or at least deep into a mountain of retailer emails letting me know how simple and great Father’s Day shopping is! Here’s the thing, though. What if your dad doesn’t golf, isn’t a cigar smoker or doesn’t use cuff links? You’re kind of shit out of luck.

While I have no answers (it would be giving in if I made a list of the Things Your Dad Really Wants), I do have MANY opinions. Having combed through all the “What to Get Dad” lists, here is my list of what you should absolutely NOT get him off these lists

This first one came from today’s Barneys Babble. You know, I love Simon Doonan as much as the rest of them, but this is not a good choice. Do not get your dad these suggestive cuff links. Ewwy. Grossss.

Sometimes I wonder what some people are thinking. Sometimes I wonder what I’m thinking even listening to some of these people. At any rate, this little ditty was on the Red Envelope under $50 Father’s Day list. I do understand this could be for a “new dad” from the wife, but c’mon. Wholly inappropriate. And I know Sex and the City came out today and everyone’s feeling randy, but do not get your dad this spin the bottle sex game.

Eco-chic is something that, when done right, is a beautiful thing. This thing above, this is not a beautiful thing. At all. I don’t care if your dad is Lance Armstrong (Does he have kids? Sheryl? Nothing?), do not get your dad this bike cog framed clock.

Another gem from Red Envelope (are they sending you an email every 12 hours too?). These remind me of those super girly enamel flower-printed hammers they always near the checkout at hardware stores. Clearly if the hammer has some exotic print on it the person in question will suddenly looove doing housework. Maybe your dad DOES love doing housework, though. In that case my suggestion would be to get him real tools then. Unless you’re trying to make him look like one, do not get your dad sports team printed tools.

I got an email from TOMS and thought, that’s weird to try and spin these into a father’s day angle. If you can finagle your way into convincing your dad that you made a donation in his honor to a good cause by buying yourself a pair of TOMS, I say go for it. If that isn’t feasible, I’d say TOMS aren’t the most father’s day friendly idea. So, unless your dad is flamingly gay (which would kind of be awesome because maybe you could do a two-for-one deal) or a hipster, do not get your dad a pair of TOMS.

Aaaaand scene.

{Photos courtesy of barneys.com, redenvelope.com, delight.com and tomsshoes.com}