Tuesday, June 28, 2011

bleu



We found this beautiful colored wall.


And then we went flower picking.


Shortly after we stumbled across the trendy hipster Los Feliz haven eatery Figaro.

Vodka, muddled avocado, ginger, with a sprig of parsley.


Happy hour does not sucketh.

Sunshine Simone.

Le yum. Charcuterie!

Our new photographer friend Sam that we met that day.


Spent a lovely quasi leisurely day with my friend Simone in hipsterville (Los Feliz), California yesterday. Initially it had purpose as I was going to drag ass to Squaresville and sell my vintage goodies to them, but of course the one day I come is the only day they don't buy. Of course.

Opted for the girly look of my new Viereck dress (which by the way was absolutely the way to go on this hot and sticky day), but decided to tone down the girlyness that is not innately me with some tom-boyish oxford accents which settled my dainty nervousness at ease. I am still adjusting the playful style of dressing up with my new hair cut. My already young-looking ass in conjunction with my new hair cut is not making it easy in trying to NOT look like a pre-pubescent adolescent.

Simone just got her hands on her latest baby, a Canon G12, so we played around with some shots. We found this one beautiful midnight blue-colored wall and the saturation of color was just stellar. Shortly after we came across the infamous Figaro eatery on Vermont and indulged in their happiest of hour.

You surely cannot beat the $4 cold rosé wine, nor their daily special cocktails at $6 a pop. Oh yes don't let the price of $5 for either their escargot or generous portion of the beouf carpaccio deter you from the delectable quality that is so undeniably French. Make sure to sit and dine Al fresco to maximize full enjoyment. It is absolute utopia sitting outside people watching, watching the sun set, and sipping on cold libations after a hot and sunny day. Yes, the tables are set really close together, but that ensures for a serendipitous encounter with strangers that give you some worth-while, life-changing conversations. Isn't that right Simone?

Again, this is why I love LA. You don't ever have to go so far to be transported into another distant and ideal reality. It's always yours for the taking, as long as you are willing to venture out and take it.

-Monique

Friday, June 24, 2011

and in LA I am a world traveler







(Observe the found Oxford blouse, Vintage Levi cut-off shorts, Comme des Garçons camera satchel bag, Surface to Air wedges, Spike Jonze for Opening Ceremony spike Pamela Love ring, Vintage cuff)






All photos by: Ja Tecson

I was sent over some stellar pieces from the lovely sisters Hannah and Wendy of Observe the Found-which is a line that consists of one-of-a-kind pieces. Their pieces are fun, unique, and a reinvention of conflict-free pieces that transcend to current silhouettes for the season. OTF pieces are rediscovered from all over the world, hand-selected for luxuriant fabric and beautiful detailing.

My friend Ja (who I've known since the weeee early days of high school, whoa) and I, have had a recent reconnection. Working as a professional photographer these days, we decided to roam the streets of memories past and photograph in some of the most historical areas in downtown Los Angeles: Chinatown and Olvera Street.


Ja

Chinatown: The first Chinese was recorded to be in Los Angeles in 1852. Continuous settlement began in 1857. By 1870, an identifiable "Chinatown" of 200 or so was situated on Calle de Los Negros - Street of the Dark Hued Ones - a short alley 50 feet wide and one block long between El Pueblo Plaza and Old Arcadia Street. These early, mostly male, Chinese were mainly laundrymen, market gardeners, agricultural and ranch workers, and road builders. Despite the heavy discrimination in the late 19th century, Chinese held a dominant economic position in the Los Angeles laundry and produce industries for several years of this period. Consequently, old Chinatown flourished, expanding eastward from the Plaza across Alameda Street and eventually attaining a population of over 3000. The Exclusion Acts inhibited any real growth for many years.

Olvera Street: is in the oldest part of Downtown Los Angeles, California, and is part of the El Pueblo de Los Angeles Historic Monument. Many Latinos refer to it as "La Placita Olvera." Circa 1911 it was described as Sonora Town. Having started as a short lane, Wine Street, it was extended and renamed in honor of Agustín Olvera, a prominent local judge, in 1877. There are 27 historic buildings lining Olvera Street, including the Avila Adobe, the Pelanconi House and the Sepulveda House. In 1930, it was converted to a colorful Mexican marketplace.

Well kids that was my history lesson for the day. If you like the clothes that you see here from OTF (Observe the Found) Hannah is having a fashion show this Saturday (tomorrow) and I'm sure will be available for purchase sooner than later.

Observe the Found fashion show:
Premiere Club
1710 N. Las Palmas Ave
Hollywood, CA 90028
9PM-2 AM


P.S.

There's nothing like looking at photos of yourself with long hair to make you some what miss it! Especially since this was the day I decided to cut my hair off! The grass is always greener I suppose, but I still love my short hair!

-Monique

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

1, 2, chop chop chop




(Collar by Wonderment)

Well I done did it. The Alexa Chung bug bit me in the ass real hard, and the only way to cure was to procure a hair cut.

Haven't taken any decent photos of myself with the new do yet. These pictures are brought to you by the courtesy of my new Macbook. Being a PC user for so long was not the business and I am so happy to be rid of that garbage that I called a computer....although I guess it served me well..enough.

I must say...having long hair and that being a woman..you know it's hard to part ways. Long hair defines a woman as sexy and womanly almost instantaneously. I'm not going to lie and tell you I don't miss it. I love waking up with bed head...not bead head cow licks....ugh.

But what I do love is the feeling of reinvention and being able to now divulge myself in my closet and play dress up once again. I was feeling a bit uninspired..but this hair cut is definitely getting me to wear more dresses...dresses in where I felt like my long hair in conjunction with body con dresses made me look like a slut bag for some reason. That's just me. I'm all about understatement...you know? I'd rather see someone's style or sexuality shine through, through the clothes that they wear, not by the body parts they choose to expose. It's not wrong in anyway, but it's just my personal preference.

If you're in the Los Angeles area my dear friend Chevonne at GoodForm gave me my hair cut. She's been cutting my very short hair styles since the early 2000's and I rarely trust anyone else to give me any drastic cuts except for her. GoodForm also is responsible for cutting the likes of Shannyn Sossamon, Chloe Sevigny and many more indie super stars that usually don't flock to the likes of Chris McMillan.

Visit her if you're in Los Angeles:


Chevonne Moore
725 North Fairfax Avenue
Los Angeles, CA 90046
(323) 658-8585

If you're in NY, she makes Bi-monthly house calls to you. Like her FB to get in touch:

Chevonne's Facebook

Love,

Monique

p.s. I will be shooting new inventory hopefully this week. Everything you saw in our June Lookbook will be available for purchase soon. I'm gonna guess early July. Sorry for the slight delay! It will be one of our most coveted collection yet, I promise!

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Running with scissors






Secretly hating on her for making me want to chop off my long locks. I'm this close.

She's the Shannon Sossamon of the early 2000's that made almost every asian chick I knew get fucked up hair cuts.

This cut is just so classic and sophisticated. Reaching for my scissors right about now. Oh yes, and it doesn't hurt that her style is so on point.