Watercolors by DIMDI
Friday, March 30, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Here is a small glimpse of my playground for the past three months. As I sit here pouring over my old photographs, I can't get Joni's Big Yellow Taxi lyrics out of my head (minus the part about big yellow taxis & parking lots.) Italy, take me back! I miss you terribly.
All through high school, my mother tried to convince me that non-denim pants were the way to go. "OoO look at these lovlies," she would say holding up a pair of velour lilac trousers, only to receive a curt nod and her child fleeing to the jeans section. Years later, I see her point. Fancy pants are ideal for copious amounts of printed layers, on the go photographs ("I'm sorry I can't stop, my pants are just too fancy,") or an updated bat mitzvah pants suit. Take it from these lovely ladies; don't cry over spilled drank, dance away in your fancy pants.
Photos by Nam and Tommy Ton
Sunday, March 25, 2012
I miss Italy. After a 25 hour day of travel I am finally back in Minnesota frolicking in cornfields and dancing with cows. These past three months have been one of the most incredible experiences of my life, filled with copious amounts of pici, Bronzino, and contrade flags. Italia per sempre!
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Belgium model Hanne Gaby Odiele oozes cool. Discovered at the Novarock rock festival in 2005, Odiele signed with Supreme Management in NYC shortly after. In 2006, Odiele was hit by a car and broke both legs and was forced to have multiple surgeries. Now, nearly 6 years later, Odiele has dominated the runway and became the face of Mulberry, Balenciaga and Vera Wang. You go Glen Coco!
For my Anthropology final project, I decided to emulate my favorite fashion street photographers and investigate Siena street style fashion. While I came to Italy expecting buttery leather tracksuits and Prada on every street corner, I was surprised to find that for Italian youths, Converse has replaced Cavalli, Abercrombie has replaced Armani and Disney in place of Dolce. As it seems, the grass really is always greener...