Hush Little Hipster, Don't Say A Word...

Playlist: hush little hipster, don't say a word

...momma's gonna buy you that goddamn fixie (16 songs - a sample: Fink, Washed Out, Bon Iver, Bright Moments, Sea Wolf, Beirut)

A playlist for mornings where you just wanna lie in bed and make out with people.  (Person?  Polyamory yeah!)

Or, a safely non-embarrassing playlist to blast in the lab, while crying about all the Millipore water you’re spilling while prepping for a million agar plates you have to pour for the cash cash cash.

Or, love songs for a sleepy hipster.

Extended Instructions:

To make this a “go the fuck to sleep” playlist:  Take out Amor Fati, replace with 3 hours of Enya

To make this a “wake the fuck up” playlist:  Take out Amor Fati, replace with Kanye West – Monster

To confuse the fuck out of whoever is listening with you:  Take out any single song and replace with John Cage – 4’33”

To embarrass yourself in a secretly really self-gratifying manner: Take out all songs, replace with One Direction

(tip:  if it’s just showing album art for the currently playing song and you want to see all songs, hover in the top right corner and hit the green button)

Is this blasphemous? Am I going to Lakers fan hell? Is it just going to be reruns of '08 finals all. the. time?

Lakers fan for life here, but oh god do I hate the Miami Heat.  So a Celtics themed post today, because please put down these overgrown bully puppies please?  And by puppies, I mean Lebron.  Uggghhhhh Lebron. 

And, okay, also because I want mint colored things all over my body.  Mmmmm.

I've wanted these shoes from T & F Slack Shoemakers London (via Farfetch & by proxy, American Rag) for weeks?  Months?  I've only wanted to lick them for a couple of days though.  Which is worrying.  (The licking, not the late onset.)

Also, it's only two shoes, a left and a right, presumably, not actually four right shoes.  That would be terrible product design.

 

I'm way more into this backpack than this backpack is into me, which is just going to lead to heartbreak and buying lots of other backpacks and then taking shitty cellphone photos with those backpacks that get posted publicly onto Facebook and then I'll get fired from my job for indecent interwebs exposure and then there'll be the ill-advised makeup backpack sex.........too far?

Now look at me!

Guest starring abandoned chandelier :'( 1 tear for the chandelier

(+ some more for the awful rhyme)

tank & shorts: H&M, belt/loafers/sweater duster thing: thrifted, watch: May 28th

STAND UP STRAIGHT PHOTO SOPHIE.  Secondhand embarrassment...for myself?  I thought that was just inherently impossible, but apparently not if you try hard enough!

Look at that ratty belt!  Hipster cred - at least two things in my outfit are breathing their last breaths/on their last legs/dougie-ing to their deaths.

Anyway, I'm pretty sure I don't hate the Celtics enough for a Lakers fan as actually emotionally invested in the Lakers as I am, but whatever.  LAL 4 LYF.  Rondo can come too.

TRIPLE/DOUBLE NO ASSISTS (no points or rebounds either tho)

JUST BAGS BOOTIES BABES
It’s too hot to wear a bra, much less make any extended attempt at physical movement, so this is not so much an inspiration post as a 'great things look at 'em instead of moving!' post, while I watch the Lakers game.

3 doublets of interesting combos - an outfit and an accessory. 

 Lover F/W 2011, via tumblr / polder™ dylan suede booties, via Madewell

Can't find the image source or the model credit for the outfit pic, via tumblr / Botkier bag, via Modcloth

  Elena Perminova, via Vanessa Jackman / Neoprene backpack, via Topshop

BONUS BONUS BONUS BONUS BONUS BONUS

Unholy union of lakers paraphernalia, via yup me / Lakers hat, via strictlyfitteds

Wish the purple and gold luck, and don't tell me the score for tonight's game yet - my dad and I are watching it right now, DVR'd, so we can skip commercials (~*~savvy~*~ sports fans).

Peace and infinite snax,

Soph

good winter indeed

(bon iver -> bon hiver -> good winter)

Because I'm the kind of person that waits until the day before a midterm to go to concerts, I saw Bon Iver last night!  Originally, I was going to take my brother (inaugural live show/super early birthday present), but he got inconveniently grounded the day of (............only little brothers amirite), so I went with my roommate from last year.  Got pit wristbands, stood some fifteen feet away from Justin Vernon, got lost afterward trying to find the car around some shady streets/a courthouse courtyard/dilapidated houses, AM STILL ALIVE DON'T WORRY.

Okay, PIX:

I got really unfathomably outhipstered at the venue, but here's what I threw on for the occasion:

 shirt: uo mens * shorts: h&m * belt: thrifted * tights: uo * shoes: thrifted * scarf (hanging on a pushpin): thrifted * bon iver screenprinted poster: SECOND TO LAST ONE AT THE SHOW HEYO however I will still kill for that Kevin Tong Bon Iver poster that sold out two people before me at the last show KEVIN TONG CAN YOU HEAR ME I will hunt you down and cry on your sketches/elbow until you print me one

 

Close up of that killer belt - entirely metal, mostly metal mesh with rings of something metallic and solid spaced out around it - think chainmail snake.  

Anyway, WHOOPS HELLO MIDTERM STUDYING BYE

Hugs and infinite snax,

Sophie

fiercely kickin the bejeesus out of your eyeballs

 Sui He, "Dancing in the Soul" Editorial, Vogue China May 2012

That's some serious flames flames on the side of my face modeling going on.  No pussyfooting around here.  If you want to pussy some foot (oh my god that is awful) go hang out with a lesser lady (not pointing any fingers because actually all the ladies are great).  But do that later.  Stay here and admire for a while first.

That first picture reminds of the things that happen when you tell my friends and I to "now do a silly picture!" except the editorial has fewer naked oily men.  I'm all about the naked oily men.

All of my friends are naked oily men.

I am a naked oily man.

pants, be on my butt

good pants look at 'em:

1) Pants you could afford if you remembered to log all your work hours SOPHIE
   a) Zara Tie Dye Front Pleat Trousers
   b) ASOS Ombre Pants
   c) River Island Heart Print Skinny Jean
   d) Topshop Moto Stripe Skinnies
   e) Topshop Moto Ombre Skinnies
   f) Cheap Monday Stripe Skinnies
2) Pants you can't afford
   a) ASOS Chevron Track Pants
   b) [blanknyc®] Printed Denim Jeans
   c) Madewell Salt and Pepper Slouch Pants
   d) Wasteland Something Else Dotty Capri Pants
3) Pants you can't even try to afford
   a)/b) Balmain A/W 2012/2013
   c)/d) Alice and Olivia A/W 2012/2013
4) Pants how is it legal to make pants this expensive
   a) Current/Elliott Stiletto Skinny in Polka Dot
   b) Rag & Bone Denim Leggings
   c) Chimala Denim Painter Pants
5) Pants did you actually make them entirely out of crushed alpaca nostril hairs and the drool of Suri Cruise because otherwise the price is just gratuitous okay
   a) Gucci Satin Side Band Pants

happy nondenominational monotreme rabbit day!

So instead of studying for the weekly cell bio quiz I've got tomorrow OR writing my miniessay on vesicle transport in the Golgi apparatus (variety is the spice of life, guys), I started a blog!  Whew.  Academic responsibility is clearly a strong suit of mine.  And by academic responsibility, I mean hello I can spell I am literate gold star for Sophie.

Here are some things that are cool!  Mostly I just wanted to punt this out before Easter was over so I could plaster bunnies all over it because bunnies.

Note the DELIBERATE placement of circles fusing with outer border - basically analogous to secretory vesicles from the Golgi complex fusing with the plasma membrane to release glycoproteins, okay, I AM DOING SCIENCE hello professors

Anyway, here are the things you probably care about more:
1. Jotunheimen by gnarf-gnarf on flickr
2. Watch by La Mer, wrist by yours truly
3. Project White T-Shirt entry by Iris Loeffler
4. Ombre tights from BZRshop
5. Neon knit on Miroslava Duma, photo by Karen of WDUGT
6. Zara printed bomber jacket
sourceless credit orphan bunnies courtesy of tumblr, hipster bunny, bunny pin

Now expect a dramatic drop off in blogging quality because jesus christ am I easily distracted.
Here are sum pixelz of what I wore today, since that's part of the package and I love me.  Easter cliche pastels for daaayyyyzzzz.

 (monotremes are egg-laying mammals do you get the joke HAHA)