So, my lovely and talented friend Emma decided to do something really brave: tell a particularly personal story via short film. It's called Grace. She found an actress, Teneale Clifford to play herself (Emma) at 14. She asked me to help with wardrobe, and shoot some stills for the film. I was glad to do so seeing as I just got MY NEW CAMERA FINALLY OMG. We spent the last day of the shoot in Leo Carillo over looking the Pacific Ocean.
What charmed f*$king lives we lead.
Here are some of the shots.
I've been thinking a lot about my expression of creativity since I've moved to California. It isn't what I imagined it would be before I moved. I have copious amounts of free time, and the ratio of keeping myself busy with bullshit to art/creation/writing is shameful. I'm one of those people who beats myself
up for lounging around, and my guilt has reached maximum capacity.
I will say most of my creative energy is going into bloggish things, and yes putting clothes together is a form of artistic expression....but blogging is weird, and things get muddled. When it comes to posting pictures of yourself over and over again there is a fine line between practicing it to an end of inspiring others and trying to make yourself look a certain way in other peoples' eyes. (i.e. stylish, pretty, busy, important and all the rest of the total bullshit). I guess the line isn't that fine actually, but it can get blurry. I've come to the realization that only writing posts on outfits and shopping is completely dishonest, because it is unfulfilling to me. It supplements my creative fulfillment, sure, but it does not complete it.
(I'm not saying other bloggers who only post outfits are dishonest, just saying when I do it it feels untrue.)
I suppose in a nutshell, since this page on the internet it one of my main creative outlets (wait, what?), it should probably be more well-rounded. Expect a few more posts on photography and other happenings.
Before I forget I should qualify that I've been in a bit of a funk lately and this post was written to the musical stylings of Monica.
Don't judge me.
I looked through a photography processing book today and got inspired to go out of my comfort zone as far as post goes. This is what came out when I started messing around with photos at my computer. (Not the Monica video, but the first image in this post, duuuuuuuuh!)
I had the opportunity to shoot some behind the scenes photos and stills for my friend Emma's short film. I will do an entire post and show the pics in a few days, but that is where these 2 sandwiched images are from.
Oh Jonny's closet, how I love thee. His t-shirts are one of my favorite parts of my wardrobe (what's his is mine, and what's mine is mine and all that)...If you've got a brother, husband, gay besty, straight male besty, or boyfriend I highly recommend raiding their dressers and closets to supplement yours. T's are the most obvious choice. They always look good with skinny jeans, are easy to layer (here with a chambray shirt), are comfortable and most importantly slash cute-ly are sentimental. Jonathan says he likes it when I wear his shirts, cause when he puts them on again they smell like me. DAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW barf, I know.
Also, (obviously) I'm going to talk about this fringed leather jacket. When I moved to LA, a black leather jacket was on the top of my list of staples to add to my wardrobe. This one is vintage, and get this: IT WAS ONLY SIXTY DOLLARS....which is a mofackin' asinine price in LA. So cheap! I found it at Ragg Mopp Vintage in Silver Lake.
One more thing. I'm pretty sure that when it comes to layering the stripes, chambray and leather combo is fail proof.
