HIATUS: It’s not goodbye, but see you later.

Once upon time, there were three best friends, who were also three big dreamers… not by happenstance but fate. Intellectual and creative pursuits were unyielding. A public chronicle born.

Then one day, the first big dreamer—wide-eyed and long-legged—flew to the Big Apple to pursue her fashion dreams. Young and fresh-faced with a vintage Fendi. This fall, THE FIT meets FIT NYC. 

Houston, I think we’ve just witnessed a starburst.

The second dreamer a true visionary found an unexpected dream come true, much to her heart’s content. Bold and beautiful, she wandered past the bleed line and discovered a pleasant result. A dream universally desired by all, she was lucky…

She fell in love.  

The last dreamer turned 21, a lost adult among the bristling POPelation. Now at a standstill, his dream is on hold.

But don’t fret lovers, the burning LA flame is still strong. Grab a lens, boots and some glitter. A new dream is on its way, bigger and better than ever. Hush, the secret is in the city. So this is goodbye for now because when the time comes…

You’ll know it. -C

It’s a beautiful Sunday morning in Los Angeles.

Among many things, including a wonderful brother, my twin Andrew now designs jewelry. Support local artists. Check out his $9 “Never Sleep”ring or the $20 “Blacked out Octopus Pendant”. Jump on it fast, who knows you could be the owner of a future Picasso, Monet or McQueen piece. In case you’re curious, his site is here.

Could there be some SRSLY swag in the works? I’d bet on it.

Well, enjoy your respective days of rest :-)

Tickle me pink, Chris

The old me’s Dead and Gone.

A few nights ago I put on my best actor face to appear in a short film directed by a friend—an emerging talent by the name of Mr. Wolcott. My part was small yet significant nonetheless. I was the dead guy, dragged on the floor after being bludgeoned with a rolling pin by his impatient roommate.

I see it as metaphor for life really—feeling dead and being dragged by life. It’s a funny thing to say that a place is exhausting. The draining sensation can’t really be explained and people don’t understand. But that’s how it feels to live in LA: Always Wanting, Trying, Dying.

Lately, I’ve been so critical of myself. And it’s killing me.

… But I want to say, that’s the old me. Expect a lot of changes here real soon. A site revamp, a me revamp. Rihanna became the Good Girl Gone Bad, Sasha out-fierced Beyonce and a once-innocent Britney declared, “I’m not a little girl anymore.”

So, the old me’s Dead and Gone.

Forever yours, Chris

Just popping in to remind you to catch Proenza Schouler live tomorrow at 5 pm PST! CLICK HERE

In case you missed the Rodarte stream this morning, you can still view the tattered brides at live.showstudio.com.

And that’s all,
Jenn

A breath of fresh air from Marc Jacobs FW2010.

Romantic. Sophisticated. Dreamlike.

“Reminders of why fashion can still be enchanting.”

My eyes literally grew so wide in front of the computer screen while playing a little who’s who with the (very exciting) live stream until a man’s voice came over, “Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats. We’re about to begin.” Lights dim. Marc and Robert Duffy unveil the box of models. We’re taken on a ride through time. Neutral, subdued, still very luxurious.

I cannot hate this collection at all. It was a break from the hyperdrama of fashion I usually jump for, and I find that so attractive. While it surprises me that this came from Marc after his recent collections, I think it made an even bolder statement that we can all appreciate. Beautiful! Bravo! I feel like I just grew up a little in those 8 minutes of Somewhere Over the Rainbow.

All in all, aces! Thank you modern technology!

Love,
Jenn

Valentine’s Day.

Don’t worry, celebrities feel like crap too.

While some of us stand in awe at the cherished lives that socialites and celebs lead, the glaring reality is that pain is a universal luxury we can all feel. Are we lonely like Lindsay, the secret celebrity hoarder, latching onto material goods in order to fill the emotional voids we so very often lack? I know I’m guilty.

I spent the day walking up and down the sidewalks of 3rd Street Promenade, filling my bag with useless indulgences in order to mend my sad little heart. But it’s win some, lose some. Normal people get love, and stars… well, they get famous.

Love is a battlefield, Chris

There’s not much to say other than how your unwavering creativity and innovation will forever live on. Thank you for a lifetime of inspiration. Rest in peace, Lee Alexander McQueen, you will be missed.

<3,
J

Hold onto your hats and glasses folks! IT’S… FASHION WEEK! The Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week is officially kicking off tomorrow in New York for what is the fashion olympics of the world. It just so happens that it’ll also be Bryant Park’s last hoorah as the tents will be relocating for the next season. But New York bound or not, no worries because we’ll all be able to enjoy a little Fashion Week craziness from wherever you are. It’s a little magical concept called LIVE STREAMING!

Yes, yes, yes! Here are a few that I’ll be following:

Ports 1961 on February 11 on Vogue.com
Lacoste on February 13 on the Lacoste FB Page
Alexander Wang on February 13 on live.ShowStudio.com
Marc Jacobs on February 15 on MarcJacobs.com
Rodarte on February 16 on live.ShowStudio.com

I’ve got my Fashion Week schedule all printed out like a little style junkie and will hopefully be coming at you with some updates. Stay tuned!

Bisous,
Jenn

*EDIT: SO SORRY I GOT THE TIMES WRONG WITH THE LIVE STREAMING! :-( DON’T CRUCIFY ME!

Hipsters gone Mainstream(!!!)

And they might not even know it.

Whether they (hipsters) choose to admit it or not, it is in fact none other than pop idols who are bringing the grungy, hipster party culture to the forefront of mainstream America, making it all glittery and Gaga-licious of course. Just as Ke$ha is now the poster child for greasy hair and awaking with sensation of feeling like a hip-hop bad boy, dirty partiers and rebel rousers are perhaps more represented in the bubblegum fluff than they would like to think.

And like the unabashed pop culture nut that I am, I now embellish my T’s with a cross and all my S’s are now dollar signs… Hmm, I wonder why the exclamation points as the “i” in P!nk never caught on. Monkey see, monkey do.

Thanks to Gaga and Ke$ha, this rebellious ac† of mi$pelling has overtaken bloggers and hipsters everywhere. Ultimately, even if they believe their behavior to be inspired by hard-fisted, flannel-baring individualism, they are in reality just conforming to a standard or trend set by a pop idol. Don’t get me wrong I am too, just proudly.

On a more casual day, check out Gaga in all her inner-hipster glory.

My friend, a music elitist who can’t admit she’s hipster, is actually a fan of Lady Gaga. Go figure.

That’s all, Chris

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T by AW SS2010 | Hannah Holman by Daniel Jackson

First ad campaign for Wang’s T collection, which I very much like. In comparison to the other SS2010 ads, I think this one reiterates how simplicity speaks volumes. (Ahem, Balenciaga, I’m looking at you. I still have no words for that campaign.)

In case you were curious: Balenciaga SS10 Ad Campy
Have any thoughts on any campaigns you like, love, or hate? Show us some love at SRSLYonline@gmail.com!

Still bewildered, Jenn

Art is what you can get away with, Some LA Gallery Opening

There’s a blurred line between art and celebrity. Where they meet is almost impossible to distinguish. Art has become so subjective these days. If someone is willing to justify it, it’ll qualify. But the social circles are none too different. Cheese and tomatoes on sticks. Mint leaves in their water. Cigarettes & Sequins. Getting in is hard. Keeping up is harder.

Get Creative kids, Chris

“I think that we are in a very strange time today, when everybody is thinking about what is going to happen, and everybody is kind of cleaning house a little bit. In the fashion world, we are doing something similar. We are taking the fake out and being a little bit more real and simple. In fashion, we have a reputation for being such a façade—fake people—but none of the fashion people who I know are fake.”

There is a special place in my heart for the oh-so-quotable, Alber Elbaz.

A.E. with his signature floppy bow tie and the lovely Anna.

And speaking of the American Vogue editor, is it possible to say that
Jay-Z threw in a few words about Wintour in his hit, Empire State of Mind? See (or hear..) for yourself: “caught up in the in crowd/now you’re in-style/and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out.” Am I crazy? It’s the first thing that came to mind when I heard it. Food for thought for the next time you hear it on the radio. ;-)

Hope you’re staying warm in this weather! Don’t be like me and sacrifice warm feet for fashion. Slopping all over the flooded campus is not a good look, trust me. San Jose can I get some sun, please?!

Until then, Jenn

Big Dreams Will Reveal Themselves Soon Enough

We’re working on some new projects that we’re excited to share with you. Stay tuned!

-SRSLY contributors

We can’t help but…

Want to grow. As people. As individuals. For others. For ourselves.

So run through the grass, seize opportunity and shine. —C.J.

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