Monday, February 23, 2015

press pause


Typically when I'm listening to a song or watching a music video on Youtube, I swipe through the comments to do a quick scroll, and sometimes there's some sweet gems amidst the trolling comments of "this is real music!!1", "fuckin hipsters", and the like. I have to give a lot of credit to this magical music channel Majestic Casual for delivering some top notch, world-slowing tunes that do attract people who say things like "eargasm" BUT also those who have the deepest, most eloquent things to say that probably match exactly what you were thinking and feeling while listening. Some of these are old and some of these are new, but they're all comments that make me stop and think about the person who wrote it. What their day must've been like or how they feel just as fanatic over my favorite bands as I do <3



Okay, this jam is special. I've been enchanted by "Snare" by these cool aussie twins for quite some time now and have been bumpin this song every day because it NEVER GETS OLDDD. It's completely envigorating, and it's the type of song I'd play before I'd enter the hunger games or some shit



"finally something to make me feel again"-youtube user sokewt






"this song is oddly perfect.
It's kinda like setting off on a journey at 4am and missing everything you love as soon as you step out of the door.

Everything goes, but you realize some other strange truth.

Sorry." -youtube user RobbieMissile













xx
Kaylee

Thursday, February 19, 2015

the great gras


Hey yall! Mardi Gras is a holiday that isn't celebrated in a lot of places, but in the south along the gulf coast and probably in France Mardi Gras is a crazy huge deal. Parades run rampant filled with revelers ready to dance and throw/catch beads, glow sticks, teddy Bears, moon pies, and other festive trinkets. I'm not the biggest on Mardi Gras, but every year my town has a night parade and anything that involves thousands of lights and a moon overhead draws me to it. So me and my friend went on down this past Friday the 13th for a night that would definitely go down as one of the spookiest of our Mardi Gras break.

The sky earlier that day 

The sky that evening, transformed into something completely heavenly 

Before the official parade started with all of the big floats, there was a string of sports cars that led the way, and they were c l a s s y. Each one made me want to hop in them and toss thousand dollar bills (they make those, right?) out the car window


 "Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. " We've just finished reading The Great Gatsby in English so you could say I'm inspired. Though I'd already seen the movie, the book revealed Fitzgerald's utterly beautiful wording and imagery that I think justifies the novel's classicism. 




Okay this is lowkey cheesy BUT I got this poster when I was 5, and it's been taped to the back wall of my closet ever since. A few nights ago as I was attempting to clear my closet, I separated my hangers to find this poster still there. With most Mardi Gras events/parades there's a queen and king so I thought this poster was fitting, but even more than that, this poster just struck me as impressively deep for a Disney princess poster. I didn't think much of it when I was 5, but in hindsight, I'm smiling at the innocent good vibes this probably brought to me way back when. 



A traditional part of the night parade is this assembly of rockette-esque mystical, gypsy-like women, and men with huge stalks of flowers that they hand out to the ladiez at the parade. After one of them hands you a flower, he will joyously wish you a happy Mardi Gras and/or pat their cheek for a kiss but that part is completely optional. They're always really cool and understand everyone's comfort level, so it's always just a rush of good vibes every which way you turn. After we were done with the parade, we left to fetch food and head to the beach, but we ended up getting lost driving down some sketchy back road leading to a bayou and every little thing just became x10 creepier!!! This is suffice to say that I've never wolfed down a thing of mozzarella sticks and sonic chicken tenders faster in my life.



a badass candid I recently found that was taken about a month ago in new orleans, the epicenter/Mecca for Mardi Gras where the good times really roll. Also shoutout to fancymuffin for the rad t-shirt they sent me that I'm wearing in this photo!



If you ever get a chance to celebrate Mardi Gras you totally should. It's all about green purple and gold in the air, an all around festive time, and tiny babies in king cakes, and what's better than that?


goo goo ga ga goo
(baby for see ya later)


xx
Kaylee

Sunday, February 15, 2015

dreaming reality


Hellooo guys! I know a typical thing for a kid stuck in suburbia to do is to endlessly daydream of life one day in a big, bustling city. In this case, I'm okay with being typical. The goal is to go to college/uni in NYC and pursue a degree in communications and become a writer. That's the future's goal, so in order to get there, I'm presently in boss ass bitch mode in which I work my hardest to do whatever it takes in and out of school to make my dream a reality. Which includes a plethora of books to analyze, bio packets to cry over, but also, lazy outfits morphed into pretty decent ones and good music to keep me sane along the way.


  
From TV Girl's bandcamp on their cool album French Exit:


"French Exit is TV Girl's debut album. Depending on how you look at it. 12 songs about lost lust, too much love and not enough. For full credits, consult the liner notes at the end of the PDF that comes with the download. 

Features the alternate-world hit single "Birds Dont Sing" 

If you feel inclined to support the band financially, why not buy a vinyl or a t-shirt? You have to wear t-shirts anyways."



the headless woman--cause of headelessness/murder suspect: the advanced placement organization
t-shirt: gift from a friend
belt: urban outfitters
pants: urban outfitters
bdg loafers: urban outfitters



Pleasing pretty pics from tumblr to look at whenever you're stressin, grindin, or cryin






"You're always looking for the future
And rinsing out the dye
Looking for a moral to the story
That sounded good and happened to rhyme"


Photos from a picturesque, nostalgic music video for  "Gold in the Air" by Jesse Woods



I know I am, but who else is up for a getaway?! ( *Oprah springs up out of nowhere* YOU GET A GETAWAY, YOU AND YOU AND YOU GET A GETAWAY) The one by TV Girl is the next best thing <3

xx
Kaylee

Thursday, February 5, 2015

just trying to keep it cool


Martin Parr

Hey guys! Recently I've come across a coincidental number of photos featuring cigarettes/smoker themes that are ironically inspiring me these days. Smoke at your own risk.

Martin Parr 


Mobolaji Dawodu - Stylist
      L’AFRIQUE C’est CHIC………..No.21

Mark Cohen

source: prettymuchamazing.com

"Feelings for something lost"- August Brody instagram

ode to a song that's smokin too



""Ode to Viceroy", a starry-eyed love song to Mac's favorite smokes, is one example of his understated sensibility. If you've ever choked on the styrofoam-and-burnt-hair sensation that is the Viceroy cigarette, you might wonder what Mac sees in this discount wonderbrand. But as smokers know, it's not the flavor you crave, and DeMarco perfectly nails the internal struggle faced with every light-up: "Ahhhhh honey," he exhales, "I'll smoke you til I'm dying." It's fatal attraction in the classic sense: a romantic hymn to the allure of his own destruction."

-Ryan Schreiber in this review

Ava Gardner on the set of On The Beach, 1959 © Wayne Miller

Martin Parr

xx
Kaylee

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

the good ol' tube



 Not this kind.



I'm talking about TeLeViSiOn! Just the word television sounds like something of another, far-off dimension. It's the mysterious, cool teleporter to things like smutty reality shows, classic feel-good movies, the deterioration of the Disney Channel, and my new obsession, Sex and the City-the thing I watch when I know I should be studying for the ACT or some shit. The year I was born (shoutout to my '98 babes) shared the birth of Sex and the City, a show about four 30-40 something year old, funny women navigating through sex, love, and their careers in New York City. So it was only natural that this caught the attention of 10 year old me. Was it the fast paced city I always envisioned? Or was it the foreign  "big, adult sexy themes" that appealed to my ever wondering mind and made me linger on it secretly at night before flipping to THE REAL Disney Channel. I'd say it's a little mix of both. 

It's so weird and maybe relieving how I can easily identify parts of myself in Samantha, Carrie, Miranda, and Charlotte. Carrie's working my dream job as a journalist and shoe connoisseur,  freely expressing herself and writing for publications like Vogue. Ultimately, I'd like to get married someday and have my own family like Charlotte, and I can be very blunt like Samantha; I see my open mindedness in her. And when I'm not spilling something at least once a day or awkwardly doing something to make someone laugh I'd like to think I embody Miranda's wit and certainly her independence. In the past few weeks since I've officially met them, I feel like I've just become one with them. 

The show may get a bad wrap in regards to feminism, and I can see why some people may automatically jump to that conclusion. The show's main focus for these women is on finding a man or on trying to maintain/analyze the relationship with whomever they're dating or having sex with. At times it does itch at my girl power psyche because it can feel like that's literally the only thing they care about, even though I know that's not true. But I think the exact reason for why the show may seem, "anti-feminist" is also where I find layers of feminism smartly woven in. These women are recognizing and exercising their right and power to freely express their sexuality and to not be ashamed of it. It's like women are damned if they say "I'm independent okay I don't need a man!" because then all of a sudden they're secretly bitter and are lying because how could ANY woman not want the IMMORTAL, SOUL-CRUSHING, PRAISE GAWD gift of a MAN?
Then we're damned if we want to seek a relationship because then we become "too dependent" and suddenly "desperate". I think being so unabashed and confident and uncaring of this plaguing stigma shows certain strength in these women. Plus, they're a band of four different women who still value their close bond over all else. How could I criticize that?


  
The show instantly became a classic that garnered a cult following and an eternal stamp on American culture, TV, and film. Sex and the City is just one of those shows (i.e the fresh prince, daria, freaks and geeks, boy meets world, bad girls club--those kind of shows) that if someone asks me about it or references it in conversation, my immediate first line (before I divulge into my fangirling) is "ugh it was suuuuch a good SHOWWWWW." And 10/10, it still is. BECAUSE ITS JUST SO QUOTABLE.







UGH AIDAN





A funky, techy song by Wild Nothing that gives off nostalgic vibes of the transition from the late '90s to the early 00s and sounds like an intro to the internet age-- how discovering the ancient dinosaur America Online must have felt like for Carrie Bradshaw in this episode. 


xx
Kaylee