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My room is coming along slowly and surely, though I guess it'll be changing all the time. JUST LIKE ME~~~! Real life.

The crown wall is my favorite. The thrifted wedding dress is a nod to Miss Havisham and my door is all glass so I hung up the superspecial dress Courtney Love gave me in front of it so the really strong perfume scent left on it (so strong that it's not even creepy for me to make a note of it) gets in the face of whoever walks in, since I obviously am hosting many a party up here all the time. I haven't taken down any of the sticky tack residue but I kind of like random spots of blue because it makes me feel like I'm in the Bluth home.

Also, after going through enough Powershots to add up to the cost of a Nicer Camera, I decided to buy a Nicer Camera that will last. Now I am more of a jerk with this insect-noise-making tool constantly around my neck. Probably looked especially bad at Pitchfork. I am okay with this. One day I will write about how the hipster stereotype is 1) boring humor, 2) too broad and applies to everybody, and 3) stifling of creativity because everyone is scared of seeming pretentious, but for now LOOK HOW PRETTYYYYY.
I hope this wall gets very cluttered with well-loved junk and treasures. The big necklace in the middle was a gift from Proenza Schouler but both the pink rock and the purple rock in the middle have come off. I know I said when I first got it that what's nice is that it's not super delicate, but it's not like I was taking it out every day for rounds of hammer darts!

Because I am a hopeless cliche and also because IT IS BEAUTIFUL, Lula has its own shelf.

I have my bookshelves and whatnot but on my special shelves and desk I have my very favorite things that go with the room vibes and I want to pick up and enjoy more often.

The photo of the little nekkid blonde girl is me when I was little. I was looking through old photos in our basement and I think I had a secret hippie upbringing I didn't know about. I started writing out all the other objects but it's so not interesting to read. Maybe I'll do a video of some kind another time, when my voice sounds less like a rat's butt.

Lynchian suburb vibes, minus the Mark Borthwick book? I don't know.

The best part, however, is the drawings on the bottom of my desk from the girl who had this before we got it at a thrift store.

I shall record more as it comes along. There's probably something to be said for the materialism in posting the things in your room (and, eventually, if I make a video, talking about them), but the reason all the crap I accumulate is interesting to me is the stories and potential stories that could be behind them. I'm materialistic too, of course, but I'd like to think I have some decent reason to be!

Lastly, I would like to take this moment to encourage my New Yorkers and visitors to attend the Talent Show on Wednesday, the 27th, at Littlefield. It is Sassy themed! And only $5! Just look at this table of contents:

  • Jane will video call in because it ended up being the one time she takes a vacation!
  • My rat's butt voice will be interviewed by Ira Glass about my top secret government project!
  • SUPERCUTE! will perform and be super cute (HEY!)
  • I don't know exactly what Elizabeth and Marisa and Kara and Jamie and Joe will be doing but they're all damn funny so count on that! And if they're not you can throw things at them and it'll be cool!
  • Janeane Garofalo will be judging people while I find ways to hug her without her noticing!
  • And more!
So please, join us!

room part 2

More room inspiration, slightly random-er this time. I've posted a lot of these pictures before but they're worth sharing again. I don't totally know how all these will translate in the end but they've been running through my mind nonstop like the victim of a bad pick up line.
Nicole Levaque and Nicki Minaj shrine by Teen Witch, for the shrine-ness and celebrity worship and candles and flowers and Ouija.
Madge in Desperately Seeking Susan, the video for Lust for Life by Girls, unknown, and Brenda Walsh, for the pinkness and flowers and haziness.
Grace Miceli, unknown, Kelly Bundy, lyrics to Old Age by Hole in my journal, for the cosmic vibes, collaged pentacle, Kelly's shirt and the wood-paneled-ness of their house, and shiny stickers.
All unknown! Boooo. Cats, flowers, shady bedrooms, girlness, etc.
Album art: Violent Femmes self-titled for the little girl and vines, Totally Crushed Out! by that dog for the Sweet Valley High-ness, Live Through This by Hole for the paint and basement and CL's queenness, PJ Harvey's Man Size for the flower.
Cinnamonkite, Petra Collins, reba bean, and Jane Birkin, for the iconography and flowers.
T. Reilly Hodgson, and the rest unknowns, for the cacti, bleeding paint, dusty technicolor summer colors.
Joni Mitchell's Ladies of the Canyon and Missoni Fall 2011 for the tiny stories.
Unknown and Helmut Lang Spring 1997 by Robert Mapplethorpe, for the awkward happy braces and hearts.
Unknown, birthday roses via Arnsdorf's amazing scrapbook, and Tim Walker, for the flowers and tiny decorations.
Kamikaze Girls and Kat Bjelland on the cover of Flipside, for the tiny treats and vines and broken dollhouses.
Tomas Castelazo for the idea of flower-adorned pastel cemetery crosses, Hasisi Park for combined witchy vibes and Weetzie Bat's Hollywood, the video for Violet by Hole for the storyteller fairytale ballerina stills, and old Schiaparelli perfumes for the colors and potion-likeness and sun.

room part 1 (NEVERENDING POST)

First of all, thanks to everyone who shared their thoughts and insights and wonderings and more words regarding my last post. It's nice to be able to have an honest discussion. If you haven't looked at the comments down below, I strongly recommend it!

A project I've taken on this summer has been redoing my room. I realized as I've been painting and decorating that it's basically like I spent the school year making all those tiny sections of my room into moodboards and now I'm just finding a way to combine them all and make a space that feels like ~me. Yeah, I'm pretty deep I guess.

This is the first of two room inspiration posts lined up, and I have learned in compiling these images that I and my blog are very predictable! All photos are enlargeable and I encourage observing all the details. We'll start with the obvious: the Virgin Suicides.

Quickly, a disclaimer: because I've written about TVS so many times now while being a feminist, I think it's worth acknowledging the criticism of it as a male sexual fantasy creating unrealistic ideals of women. I've heard this a lot, I've considered it, but I really disagree. The fantasies are there for sure, but I've never read the narrator as reliable. It's clear, especially in the hazy visuals of the movie, that the neighborhood boys' ideas of the Lisbons are highly romanticized, but the boys are portrayed as a bit too dumb and bewitched by their own boners for those ideas to demand respect from the audience. The book and movie aren't about getting down to who the Lisbons truly were and the real reason for their suicides, or the boys' tragedy that they never got to take that road trip with them. The Virgin Suicides is, as a book, movie, story, and aesthetic, about adolescent sexual fantasies, what good examples they can be of how, as a teenager, one might tend to approach adult life still with a childlike perspective, and how that leads to a feeling of loss and broken dreams. It's a love letter written in retrospect with a pitiful and bittersweet smile, it's signing a yearbook next to your school photo from September when you looked infinitely different. Will I be an asshole if I link to Roger Ebert's review of it? Yes? Then google it. That fourth paragraph especially.

Now so I can continue on liking what I like:
I've gone on about my obsession with teenage bedrooms, and about my collecting of stuff that the Lisbon sisters would have in their rooms out of some weird and probably unhealthy idol worship of my idea of them/my own Youngest Child Syndrome that led me to think being a teenager would be, like, the coolest thing ever. But with parents as strict as theirs, their rooms really were their worlds, and I love the details of how they created them.
By Corinne Day.
Note: Care Bear, 70's print bedding, wall collages, cloud walls, bra crucifix, neon butterfly (Andy Dwyer's new band name).
Pages from Cecilia's diary and her door.
Cecilia's Virgin Mary card that she drops while being carried away by paramedics, Ouija board, tiara Lux wins at the school dance, Grow Your Own Aquarium, crucifixes hanging on perfume bottles, 70's print curtain, stickers.

Then we have Picnic at Hanging Rock, which I kind of divide in my mind into two aesthetics: the scenes at their school and the beginning of the picnic, showing all those tiny details of the worlds they like the Lisbons have to create for themselves in such a strict and boring boarding school...
...And then the rest of the picnic, when the four girls go up to the cliff and it's all bare and hazy and desert-like and weirdly spiritual.

Mia Farrow painting her dressing room from some behind the scenes video of Rosemary's Baby, for the painted flowers...
(Stills from here.)

Romeo + Juliet, for the iconography and candles.

Meadham Kirchhoff, for the Courtney Love inspiration, artsncrafts details, flower crowns, neon veils, Riot Grrrl shrines, and basically everything.

We read Great Expectations in English this year and Miss Havisham was about the only part I found remotely interesting, except when she too got all soap opera-y and her Great Plan was revealed and it was like ugh. Then her dress caught on fire and I got interested again! I am not a very good critical school reader. I believe one of my few Odyssey annotations was, "all of your names sound the same."
I loved the idea of Havisham trying to live in some less painful time by setting all her clocks back, that she never took off her wedding dress, and was surrounded by wealth that was just covered in dust and her regrets and her own unmet great expectations ha ha. There is absolutely nothing online about the BBC movie we watched in class but they made her house really beautiful and filled with nostalgia, and Charlotte Rampling is just so HBIC throughout the whole thing.

These photos of a place called Salvation Mountain by Grace Denis, for the weird personal painted details and the skies. Where is this place? I want to take a road trip. (ETA: Thank you commenters for your help. I have a new life goal.)

Early Hole album art and fliers, for the usual vomit pink qualities, ideas on femininity, blah blah I am in such a phase right now etc.

Frida Kahlo, both photos of her as well as her paintings, because she was so beautiful and adorned in color and small details and because the paintings below especially align with my obsession with the desert and skulls and the sun and all that.

These photos by Petra Collins for the Ardorous, for the crowns and velvet and sequins and friendship bracelets. And basically all of Petra's photos. Paradise Cove too.

Maude's place in Harold and Maude, for all the great junk, and when it's decorated with sunflowers by Harold.

This photo from a 1938 issue of National Geographic captioned, "Anne and her family lived alone on an island. She enjoyed having tea time with her friends the spiny lobster and baby hawk." Again, creating a world...

Grey Gardens, and the idea of these women who were born into high society and insisted on their house falling apart in the middle of nowhere instead, and the secret love for her mother and desire to help her under all of Little Edie's bitterness about staying in Grey Gardens.
Anyway, all their cats, their memories, the raccoons Little Edie feeds, that one part where Big Edie sings a song she used to love from her bed...maybe it's because I just watched that hidden camera video of Stevie Nicks singing Wild Heart backstage but this is making me seriously emotional!

Drew Barrymore's teenage bedroom. The heart pillow and celebrity photos and stuffed animals, and the idea of this being like, her own space to try to be a teenager while she was also being a movie star. (Do I read too much into everything? Drew, I like your stuffed animals. The end.)

Rodarte Fall 2010, which I loved for all the reasons I wrote about here. Might be my favorite Rodarte collection? Definitely my favorite show I've ever been lucky to see in person. Somehow I'd like how nostalgic it made me, despite never having seen it before, to translate into my room. And those last photos against the candle wax are by Autumn de Wilde.

Daisies, for the DAISIES and colors and butterflies and junk and scrawled walls and all that. I just wanna lie around with my best friend while wearing flower crowns and eating fruit and conclude that life is meaningless. KOOL
Screencaps from Tastes Like Static.

Frenchie's bedroom in Grease, for all the pink and photos of hunks and Rydell pennant and perfumes.

Yoshitomo Nara's installations of clubhouses for angry little girls. I would ESPECIALLY recommend enlarging and zooming in for these photos.

Andie Walsh's room, for all the PINK and junk. And this painting by David MacDowell which plays on Norman Rockwell's Girl At Mirror. ~Sigh ~gurls ~boiz

Alexander McQueen's presentation for Spring 2001 with Michelle Olley. The space was a mirrored cube so that everyone in the audience had to get uncomfortable staring at themselves for over an hour before the lights inside the cube went up and the walls around this box in the middle came down and Michelle Olley was sitting there, a fat woman in a fashion show, moths and butterflies and tubes clinging to her. The models couldn't see out of the cube and walked around disoriented while Olley was just lying there. I think it's my favorite McQueen show. At the exhibit at the Met right now they show the video in a box complete with a mirror, it's completely mesmerizing. As far as my room goes, I like all this vacuumed nature.

Tracey Emin, for sitting in the middle of a desert in "Outside Myself (Monument Valley)" and for the vulnerability of her quilts and beds.

One more inspiration post coming up. Now if my room is ugly I will be a huge disappointment.