resuscitation

Hi friends. I'm sorry Parachutes Away has been celebrating the birth of America for the entire month of July but for the past two months I have been shoved between the two glorious lovlies pictured above interning my heart out. Three days a week I have been living in the Vogue closet staring at Prada's Fall 2012 RTW collection with a small piece of drool suspended in mid-air and two days a week I have been playing with ribbon and buttons and chain in the jewelry department at Marc Jacobs. BUT THAT IS NO EXCUSE! Fuck America, Parachutes Away is in desperate need of new blog posts and new blog posts there will be! Love you all. Love America. Love Marc & Grace. Love Summer. Love Love.  xx

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA

inside the Rag and Bone office

all photos taken from here

NYC SUMMER TO DO LIST:

finish my book about the Romanov family I began in January

wear clothing exclusively out of fresh flowers 

watch girls

look/make/sort/love accessories. all day, every day.

eat popsicles

make art

learn more fancy hairdo's

use the recipes i learned in Italy


go to more museums

sit on Main Beach and do nothing as much as possible

take more pictures

blog more

Finals

Finals is eating me, literally. Meet Finals, my pet alligator. While a couple of days ago we had a very healthy relationship where we mutually acknowledged each others presence and then then went our separate ways, Finals has begun to feel a bit neglected. Yesterday I thought about him a lot in the library but then decided I had to take a nap instead. Finals was not happy about that. Today he has become a full-fledged diva, demanding my full attention and forbidding me to sit under the sun and smile. Needless to say, Finals and I have seen better days.

photo by Helmut Newton