• Top Five — my curated picks across art, fashion, and culture. Five slices of life that light me up.

• Supermarché — a running edit of what’s worth buying or noticing or paying attention to right now.

beauty

LIVING LIBATIONS works all ways around. Their products (I’ve tried a significant number from their catalog) are effective, invigorating and brutally clean. Famous for BEST SKIN EVER which I use as an entire body salve (for gua sha, legs, heels, hair, oil cleanser, highlighter on upper cheek). In the last 8 months I’ve been adventurous with my hair updates…but none of them are really an upgrade….so I’m now I’m completely committed to hair health and growth. Happy to recommend CROWNING GLORY NETTLE AND ROSEMARY OIL and FILAMENT TS.02/Tt : TENSILE STRENGTH HAIR TREATMENT MASK.

Rumor has it Jane Birkin lined only her upper lip in a neutral, brown tone liner to get her little signature bouche.

I watched a very compelling video (lol) which suggested that all you need is MAC COSMETICS COSTA RICHE BROWN LONGWEAR EYELINER for a perfect Tina Aumont smoky eye.

For face cleanser: AUGUSTINUS BADER FOAMING CLEANSER or GOOP FOAMING CLEANSER and GOOP GLYCOLIC ACID WIPES.

DIEUX SKIN MERCY MOISTURIZER

fantasy items

Might I suggest gucci spring summer 1999 by tom ford for your prefall consideration?

A little skip into the archive of Jackie (Kennedy) (Onassis) images, you’ll find and lock in on a novelty item in her wardrobe that will stick gluey to the edges of your mind and having you hunting and failing to catch her indelible charm instead.

JUDE HAZE IVORY LEATHER PUMPS

DRIES VAN NOTEN EMBELLISHED MORCOCCAN MULES

SILVER BEADED CROCHET BELT over low-slung slacks and a silk racer back tank.

BLOSSOM EARRINGS AND EAR CUFF from Year of the Flood NYC.

A truly (finally) lightweight bralette cut from PYRATEX® seacell 7, an innovative mesh made from a blend of bamboo and seaweed harvested from the sparsely populated fjords of Iceland.

bandana , a sorta unavailable neutral

CALL IT BY YOUR NAME MEDIUM CABAS TOTE (French accessories and rtwear brand out of Paris, founded by Colombe Campana)

TROPIC OF C BANDANA BIKINI in hibiscus bandana eco terry.

CALL IT BY YOUR NAME MEDIUM CABAS TOTE (French accessories and rtwear brand out of Paris, founded by Colombe Campana) or MADAME PAULINE VINTAGE TOTE BAG BANDANA ROSSO ? Madame Pauline Vintage GREY BANDANA BUTTON SHIRT is a compelling alternative to this PATCHWORK BANDANA SHIRT by Call It By Your Name. Italy v France, I guess.

…TROUSSE DE TOILETTE - CHAMPIGNON MOUTARDE…

I think Destin is one of my favorite Bandana-forward brands and really capitalized on the grunge elements. The CAPE/TRIANGLESCARF is beautiful and I want it for autumn mornings, all the SCARVES are good, this FOUR-TONE is cool and original.

The origin story is a fun one: the founder made samples of large, lightweight scarves with a distressed, worn-in print and sent them to a fashion scout friend in Japan. They took off immediately. While the founder was road-tripping through Florida on a Harley Davidson, the scout called raving about them and asked what to call the brand…and right then the founder passed a roadside sign reading "Destin, the World's Luckiest Fishing Village," and the name stuck.

A SINGLE KIDS RECOMMENDATION, STRIPE OVERALLS, SIZE UP!

REMEMBER DAYS ARE COUNTRIES!

Here I am with a new woven cotton scarf/pareo I got in a shop in Ojai.

The shopkeeper “Lady” told me they are made in France and very coveted. Sold! The designer name is L’etol. The shop name is Barbara Bowman Boutique. Mine is gold and violet and kelly blue with fish designs. It works well with Aegean Espadrille Gypsy.

I’m working on a few new design projects (@daniworldwidedesign).

Typically, I’ll build a reference board for the client before getting started on any work to align on the mood and vision. Here are some examples of (2) graphics to inspire that I’ve found in my research.

I’m reading a few books right now….including David Brooks How to Know a Person and War of Art which I just really love revisiting but for lightweight superficial pleasure check out (3) VILLA COCO by Andrew Sean Greer. Seemingly handsome young gay guy travels to Italy to archive the collection and estate of a Baronnessa. The house is covered in ivy and fruit vines, our lead diva is divine and snobby…there’s food and swimming and drinking and guests… a french groundskeeper, southeast asian chefs who live in the apartment of the villa and swanky barking Italian men… let’s see where it goes.

What
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Lately
Goes
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(4)

Vanilla Chocolate Soft Serve Twist with Rainbow Sprinkles at Joan’s on Third

Poppy Kid’s Store, Cynthia Benjamin Sunglasses and Goop at Brentwood Country Mart

Shorthand Los Angeles (V Cute Stationary Store on Larchmont)

Fat Uncle Farms Booth at Hollywood Farmers Market (Toasted Roasted Almond Butter, Homemade Marzipan

Madchip Coconut Soft Serve Sundae at Erewhon

LACMA David Geffen Galleries

I leave you with (5) a quote from Tracey Emin’s 2013 interview in interview magazine.

All you need is love!

Naive Realism: this is the assumption that the way the world appears to you is the objective view, and therefore everyone else must see the same reality you do. People in the grip of naive realism are so locked into their own perspective, they can’t appreaciate that other people have very different perspectives, you may have heard the the old story about a man by ta river. A woman standing on the opposite shore shouts to him: How do i get to the other side of the river?!
And the man shouts back
You are on the other side of the river

“Inspiration is very polite. She knocks softly and then goes away if we don’t answer the door.”

Whoever wants life must go softly towards life, softly as one would go towards a deer and fawn that are nestling under a tree. One gesture of violence, one violent assertion of self-will and life is gone… But with quietness, with an abandon of self-assertion and a fullness of the deep true self one can approach another human being, and know the delicate best of life, the touch. DH LAWRENCE.

Still, he lay on his back on the water and began to drift, savoring the sensation of it, asking, What does it feel like to be a river? He was shing away the boundaries between himself and the river he was now part of. “The sky wheeled over me. For an instant, as I bobbed into the main channel, I had the sensation of sliding down the vast tilted face of the continent. It was then that I felt codl needles of the alpine springs at my fingertips and the warmth of the gulf pulling me southward,” he wrote later. “I was streaming over ancient sea-beds thrust aloft where giant reptiles had once sported; i was wearing down the face of time and trundling cloud-wreathed ranges into oblivion. I touched my margins with the delicacy of a crayfish’s antennae, and felt great fishes glide about their work.”

Every man bears within him the germs of every human quality, and now manifests one, now another, and frequently he is quite unlike himself, while still remaining the same man.

I recently learned that while all of Manhattan has grid-like street structure, Broadway runs through it like a odd shouldering river breaking through that grid. The Native Americans there first were so spread out in and around Manhattan area that they trailed out a path, then the Dutch came and they started using that route for transport of goods, and then the British marched over and named it, beautifully, broadway. Then city planners just lay the grid over that.

Walked to my friend’s pool yesterday. It’s cute that LA is a “beach town” because it didn’t feel strange to be in a swimsuit in the streets...I wasn’t the only one not wearing a shirt on Melrose.

Top little necklace is a fish from my husband (~pisces~) and a Yali charm. Pendant necklace is from Year of the Flood. Bracelets are from here.

Dessert at Las Montanas was coconut sorbet in elephant size scoop. Steak fajitas sizzling on a cast iron. The mountains are everywhere but not overwhelming. My daughter learns to scooter. I have an outstanding wedge salad. Another ice cream at Paradise bakery (mango and dark chocolate sorbetto).

Drink order:
1x Sirop de Menthe
2x IPA

Drink Order:
1x Amandine Shaken Espresso

Drink order:
1x Mina’s Sumac Mocktail

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Addison Rae in concert had the same effect as when the score swells in a broadway theater and you become part of the collective: the audience, the ensemble, you’re just a vibration along a quivering frequency. The concert was equal parts rock show, burlesque and circus - stylized by a pop starlet. The dancers were exceptional. Drop dead gorgeous, charming, tantalizing and bonafide actors. At one point, a dancer pretended to fall sick, and the rest of the troupe surrounded her, comforting her, until she “threw up” dozens of fluffy, pink feathers. Later, the dancers formed a line to do the formidable can-can only to pivot in unison showing their backside and twerk, linked arm-in-arm. Addison’s free body is aspirational. Her movement is natural. The choreography was fresh and original. The dancers, including Addison, performed in skyscraping Loubitons. Midway through the show the three women lay on the floor, slowly removing their shoes on beat. Addison, god bless her, craned her neck back towards her feet and bit off her heels. A must-see.

I had my daughter’s second birthday party in our backyard. There was a butterfly shaped chocolate cake, bubbles and a bounce house. My design eye is stronger than my stomach for execution.

3. Andrea Casiraghi, the eldest son of Princess Caroline of Monaco (so, prince of Monaco?), known for his relaxed style, lifts me out of body. He is closer to the sun. You can feel it. Men who lean this way style-wise, lend this style to their entire outlook. It’s infectious and HOT.

Still, the alchemy is complicated and dynamised by the company of his wife Tatiana Santo Domingo. A somehow even brighter light is lit. <3

4.David Black’s book Constellation.

5. Little Fish by D.H. Lawrence

   The tiny fish enjoy themselves
   in the sea.
   Quick little splinters of life,
   their little lives are fun to them
   in the sea.

First, a note about self optimization of beauty. I’ve had a breakthrough which is not to say that it’s a discovery or new because I’m pretty sure I’ve had this breakthrough before and I’ll probably have it again, but I think that I’m done with my relentless self optimization of beauty. I believe that whatever you do, you look the same. My endless quest, our endless quest, to adjust for God knows what audience has taken up too much time and energy and!!! ultimately!!! does not yield any true results. The small tweaks and thousands of dollars that I pour into adjusting myself to reach some standard (you never reach it) that I’m not even sure I agree with or I’m not even sure will even hold the test of time (the rise of polyester, the demise of polyester) is honestly for naught and I’m done but I will not let this energy burnout instead ushered into the optimization of joy and pleasure, and showing my daughter that optimization is about being unbridled and relaxed and self-aware and accepting most of all.

1. Coconut rice pudding with mango and black sesame from Laurel Supply.

   

2. Freecitysupershop. Little else represents quintessential los angeles casual like free city. The new matte/satin pants and shorts are so good and a pascal dream pant. The colors always exceptional. Pair with Lisa Eisner jewelry.

   

3. Spiritual Zen California Kid Reading Gateway to Happiness by Zelig Pliskin. A book you come away better each page. “When you find your mind is free, focus on the good.”

4. Joan Didion’s Malibu house

5. On Cloud Coast. These sneakers have air running through them, they are designed to be worn without socks, and they are the greatest walking shoe of my experience.

A Los Angeles Postscript:

I’m wistful for a clothesline. I do a lot of delicate handwash outdoors in a big baby blue plastic bucket. I found myself at my local grocery on a Saturday at 5pm. The car park was lit by a perfect sunset, lined with palm trees and filled with eccentric cars and people. In New York there is ogling and sharing. Here, everyone is in their own movie. There is no collective, we are dozens of leads: each car and its host a small genre/niche. No wind.

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Finished Lena Dunham’s Famesick. Lot of mixed but unsurprising reviews from friends. I loved it mainly because I rarely show up for plot, always for prose. As agreed on the WorldWideWeb, the Met Gala was underwhelming and the entire spectacle- a bit tired. I will forever be Charlotte Gainsbourg’s biggest fan and her irresistible French style. It’s interesting the way Americans think about and pack for Paris, and how they interpret French style. There’s actually something slightly tacky, and a bit worn, about true French style. New with fresh cut tags - not French. Hair, makeup and jewelry? Not French. Adwoa Aboa stepped out for the after party in my favorite new designer Victor Gichev.

I’ve been following him for a while, a gift in sexy formal wear. I loved this self portrait of Charlotte Wales with her son in Vogue Magazine. Still hunting for the best chocolate mousse in Los Angeles.

For your consumption:

1. Every morning at our house we listed to the 1976 hit "Let 'Em In" by Paul McCartney & Wings.

2. Einat Admony’s book Shuk has every recipe you need to cook like your visiting your friend’s mom in Tel Aviv.

3. Ram Dass Becoming Nobody, listen now or forever hold your peace. “Everything is hype. Everything is a creation of the mind.”

4. Jon Hamm on Good Hang with Amy Poehler.

5. May I suggest: cast iron fritatta with leftover roasted veg and sheep cheese, side salad of cut lettuce and challah croutons? Calling it studio lunch. (We ate it outside Pascal’s studio.)

Dinner with my friend Olivia at Marvin. My first time trying the spicy vodka. Delicious. Pot de creme was not as good as Chateau. I went for a solo visit to the Wallis to see "Dancing with Bob: Rauschenberg, Brown & Cunningham Onstage". I had the pleasure of sitting next to a dancer in an LA company who spent the moments before the performance and intermission as my private guide into the context of the dance world. I learned so much from her, Audrey. Robert Rauschenberg designed the sets and costumes for the two pieces included in the show. They were both very avant garde. The first piece was captivating in its series of phrases and lifts. The second, was nuts. I haven’t - I’ve never seen anything like it. The music was by John Cage. Audrey told me John Cage is famous for his piece “4:33” which is essentially 4 minutes and 33 seconds of total silence. She told me they teach this composition at schools, and they perform at symphonies! The orchestra just plays no intentional notes, allowing the ambient environmental sounds of the venue to become the actual music. OK! The piece I saw was titled “Birds and Telephones.” The piece is scored for three players, which were three people at a black table in the orchestra pit. Each had a microphone and a smartphone. They played recordings of birds and dialed different institutions to play the voicemail message (and hold music) into the microphones. The costumes were bizarre and the sheer chance of everything was unnerving. I had a blast.

Obsessed with these bandanas from The Great.

I find WWII movies very cozy. Loved “The Swedish Connection” - story of Gösta Engzell, a bureaucrat in the Swedish Foreign Ministry who used paperwork, legal loopholes, and quiet diplomacy to save over 100,000 Jewish refugees from Nazi death camps. Liked “Denial” -recounts the true legal battle of American historian Deborah Lipstadt (played by Rachel Weisz), who is sued for libel in the UK Kingdom by notorious Holocaust denier. Lipstadt and her legal team must definitively prove in court that the Holocaust occurred. Both on Netflix. Strangers by Belle Burden is as good as everyone says. Rosalia at the Brit awards performing the Conrad Taylor remix was so fun.

Friends over for BBQ. Jackie the muse. Fire shoes at Balmain???? My niece doing a toy tour. Ok bye.

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Remember my Wedding Blog? Vintage Kentucky cotton white jacket from Scout LA, white pants from Henne. My mother in law comes over and cuts back our roses, I think she’s killing them but they bloom back better each time. John Galliano Spring/Summer 1992. Chateau martini, chocolate pot de creme with chantilly and luxardo cherries. My new favorite flipping jeans.

Can recommend > Listen again to My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy Studio album by Kanye West, 2010
Can recommend > sear onions, scallion whites, mushrooms, add water, add Doctor Stolberg tea bag, drink at kitchen counter from small bowl.

I really love this hot granddad car. My daughter dresses as Georgia O’Keefe. Audrey Tatou at the Met Gala as remembered by Vogue France. Quartersheets serving pink ice cream, whipped cream, meringue sticks and a candied gooseberry(?). Our friend hosted us at his home for Israeli food and for an Israeli performer. I wore a black dress, black trench, Chanel flats and bag. Wearing my new haircut as proudly as I can. Can’t Lie that I’ve researched “haircut as self harm; haircut as release outlet; duplicate hair cut looks less good the second time.”

Abundance comes in:

• Al Haesh barbecue with friends

• Washed, dried, fluffed, folded pajama sets

• Girls day closet clean out

• Promise of Aquarius perpetually in identity evolution/identity extinction

Viva Moroccan girls. Viva ERDEM crystal-embellished satin trench coat from Spring/Summer 2026. Viva champagne Chanel quilted puffer. Viva ballet buns the size of green grapes. Viva pure color California. Viva top five.

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1. Celine Été 2026: It’s exactly what I hope for in summer visuals. Distinctly California in Europe. Squashed bags under arms. Rock hair and makeup. A childish approach to layering.

   

   

   

   

   

2. Ram Dass - Becoming Nobody. I’ve been listening to his lectures from his here & now series for years now. To my delight, spotify served me “Becoming Nobody” yesterday which is a distillation (in audiobook form) of his incredible affect, philosophies and Jewish humor.

   It slowly has been dawning on me

   over the past eight, 10 years

   that the game

   wasn’t to be high,

   the game was to be free.

   And the free meant you couldn’t push anything away

   and you couldn’t

   grab at anything.

   There was nowhere to stand,

   and there was

   nowhere not to stand.

   And that all the things

   I’d pushed away,

   I was going to

   have to take the curriculum

   sooner or later.

   That turned around the direction of my life a lot.

   It’s interesting, when you

   want to get high,

   suffering is a real drag,

   and you want to

   avoid suffering

   as hard as you can.

   When you want to be free,

   you begin to hear

   the teachings of the Buddha

   about the cause of suffering being the clinging of the mind.

   And when something

   creates suffering in you,

   you don’t go asking for it

   unless you’re really advanced, I guess, but...

   When the suffering

   comes down the pike,

   you don’t turn away from it,

   because you know

   that the only reason

   you’re suffering

   is it’s telling you

   something about the clinging

   of your own mind.

   And it’s being

   offered to you as a gift.

   It’s interesting,

   but as long as you identify

   with your personality,

   things that get you uptight

   are your enemies.

   The minute you identify

   with your awareness,

   then the things

   that get you uptight

   show you where your awareness

   has still sticky fingers.

   Most of us in the mind,

   because your mind

   deals with polarities,

   you feel that if you’re happy, you’re not sad.

   And you want to be happy,

   so you push away that

   which makes you sad.

   But if you are

   going to be free,

   there’s nothing you can turn

   away from or turn off.

3. I’m back on cutting the neckline every single crew neck I own. I will not live in stranglehold.

4. I rediscovered this painting from Anna Weyant just the other day. “Loose Screw.” 2020.

   

   Generally, her paintings fizz an essence I was trying to refer to when I wrote “Yali-Core.”

A note from reddit user regarding painting above:

5. I’m really looking for a pair of big bejeweled earrings to do all the work. Lately, my closet is shrinking, as I keep letting go of items that are not really all purpose. I believe a pair of show-stopping earrings would serve me well.

   

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Wishcasting is an informal term meaning to predict or interpret situations based on desires rather than evidence, acting as a “[wishful forecast]”. It is a back-formation or blend of the words wish and forecast. It is closely related to the psychological concept of wishful thinking, where beliefs are shaped by pleasing imagination rather than reality.

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Sunday at our house is ballet class, farmer’s market, French lunch (quiche, big green salad, fresh bread), working afternoon, early turn in. I’m wearing studded camo pants from Danang, vintage, and a top from The Dig in Venice, vintage. Speaking of French lunch, loved this article from The Countryside Journal about the Juliette Binoche movie Taste of Things. Reading Famesick, Dunham is a great writer.

Tuesday we went to Judi’s Deli in Beverly Hills. It’s the perfect lunch spot for a rainy day. We ordered Matzo ball soup and deli sandwiches. I wore a pink trench coat and Charley’s gold Loewe jelly flats. My new lip liner is hot. Pamela Anderson has reopened the case for the the oversized indie beanie and wrap shades look.

I think there’s too much acceptance to subtle partner deprication: a cultural norm where it's almost expected to complain about or diminish your man in conversation, and being obsessed with them can feel weirdly transgressive. But whatever, my husband is so hot. Had a fever. Recovered. Recommend Julia Louis Dreyfus’ podcast Wiser Than Me. A good entry point is JLD’s episode on Good Hang with Amy Poehler.

Some nights, Lilouche has a warm bottle of almond milk with honey, vanilla and cinnamon. She had first preschool visit AND first Beauty and the Beast viewing. Went out with Tali Dana Eleanor and Mayan. Thai food. Back home in my favorite tank top (made it during my print-and-press phase during our residency in Miami); pressed on a men’s Aime Leon Dore beater.

My mother in law has been dropping off issues of Elle magazine once a month. It’s unclear whether she has a subscription and doesn’t read them, or buys them specifically for me. Either way, it’s a pleasure and I’ve concluded it’s my favorite print mag. I live four blocks away from my favorite vintage store, SCOUT. Wrapping mystery art books for Tempo Art Select. Answer a few questions (honestly, instinctively) and we'll source an art book chosen specifically for you. No two orders are the same. Every book is a starting point, an education, a world to get lost in.

I will forever be an SC103 girl. My nyc years! My formative uniform! Los Angeles Jacaranda trees. My front yard roses in bloom. Harmony Korine interview with ID.

I had dinner plans at Stir Crazy with Mina Moli and Daniel so I stopped at the Bode store before. This pink silk beaded swing coat!! Got new jeans at EB denim. Visited the Enfant Riches Deprimes installation at Maxfield. I had to have a saleswoman unlock and show it to me, and she declined my request to take photos. Two Henri Alexander Levy sculptures framed an opened antique trunk that had inside two couture gowns (one corseted, one tulle), a tailored military uniform and several museum-worthy belts.

And here is a morning with yali.

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You see, spring has always had an effect on me. I think it affects all of us biologically. Spring brings about needs surrounding romance. Girls we want to be pet, adorned is swathes of light and reflected adoration. I always felt this strongly in New York City. When the weather gave way to spring days, I found we kids were all out buzzing. Bees from flower to flower. You could pop downstairs and dip right into the river of love.

In a marriage, there are tides. They are inevitable and forever and cannot be judged only experienced. Longing can be enchanting even when manufactured. Plus my husband has been wearing a bun lately, which I find hot and Swedish.

Naturally, I cut all my hair off. The ends made me feel weak and pointy and undefined. I’m an Aquarius-virgo-aquarius. I cannot “get a trim”. I craved the look of younger me who wore tiny hair and mini dresses. I am no different after the haircut, just a little disoriented. Let this be a lesson I will never learn.

My daughter is a toddler. She has needs and wants all day long that exhaust me. A woman pinned down by a tiny sovereign, unsure what to do with her hair now, is an unapproachable woman. Her helpless reliance on me makes my personal challenges more cutting. I will update you about the rewards, which I expect will arrive as Spring turns its corner.

Spring here in Los Angeles does not have the same frenetic energy as it does in Manhattan. Here, it’s an unfolding. A turning towards the sun. Your arms uncross and you surrender to the growing heat, the secret cave-waiting heat. Springs is limbs unfurling, anti-anxiety, time-is-now.

Spring for me is a style-awakening. I’m a yellow, not a silk. I’m an aged-cotton, not a pleat. I know I’m divine when I hit certain silhouettes that are famously spring time. For me it’s a slow caramel process and I’m still trying things out. Washed out dresses are a spring evergreen for me. It’s a natural effort to transition to summer, where I lean towards high-vibe rainforest-beach tones.

Please know that Spring is not just a forerunner to summer. Spring is a formal challenge: accepted or not. It’s a call to fight and when you arrive at the battlefield it’s just your own self in white clothes on a plastic chair telling you the only work is to lay down here in the sun and count to one thousand. It’s a quiet, painful duration with a ripe, cold fruit at the end.

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However, I have been collecting hot takes:

Buying clothes is actually not fun. My dad once said to my sister “whatever you do, you look the same.” This made a huge impression on our adulthood and we always have a good laugh realizing that thing we “need” won’t actually make us look (or feel) any different. Consider this sentiment when I suggest: maybe buying clothes isn’t actually fun? Sure, shoes, buying shoes is fun. Gadgets, tech tools, hair-fortifying products, all fun. But clothes? It’s just, you always end up looking the same as you did in your old clothes.

There’s no secret, it’s just yoga. Do it or die. At shul yesterday, there were a bunch of l’chaims at the seudah (read: at synagogue yesterday, there were several toasts made at lunch.) Each person said something lovely, about dreaming bigger, about entering a mindset fresh to solve a problem. So one man got up, great new york accent, and proclaimed that he was 75 and does yoga every morning. It was then, in that moment, that years of health-wealth dripfeed rang out one screaming result: you either do yoga or you die.

If you do your own laundry, your style is better.

I don’t want a nanny/help.

In My Life

I’m launching Tempo Art Select this week (April 1) with my business partner Sarah Calodney. At it’s core, it’s fine art for the home with a ceiling price of 20k. It’s also a social effort to encourage the discussion, collection and engagement with art.

What I said was:

What separates lasting work is an artist’s commitment to the work itself, independent of recognition, and a sustained relationship to their own evolution. Endurance, through an endless trend-cycle, belongs to artists for whom the work is the point, not necessarily the reception of it. These artists view their work as a vocation first.

Tempo is a single destination for acquiring works from some of the most critically regarded galleries in the country (Night Gallery, Magenta Plains, Polina Berlin, Francois Ghebaly, Pangee to name a few), as well as independent artists (Sissòn, Paula Querido, Miriam David ) selected by the same standard. The people behind these choices have spent careers developing their eye, and what they return to consistently is an interest in artists who have proven their investment through time; through perseverance, a growing archive, evolution of thought, influence, and performance.

At Tempo, you are entering that continuum early. The works hand-selected for Tempo do not catch artists at the beginning of their career; they catch the artwork early in it’s commercial journey. The works here sit at a ceiling price of $20,000. This, relatively speaking, is a point of entry into something that has already proven its staying power.

Tempo assigns tasting notes to each work. Like wine notes, they are poetic and sensory rather than analytical, offering references that draw people into the experience of a piece. They serve as an entry point for those who feel they do not understand art, in the same way that wine notes guide people who feel they do not understand wine.

For example, one piece by Paula Querido, titled “The Wave” has notes of drum before language, terracotta heat, bodies as one body, the ecstatic and the ancient, the color of warm beer in a southern hemisphere summer, underwater warble. Or, another example, Eve Fowler’s piece “Roll Back Your Eyes” has notes of poetry, marine navy, incantation, surrender, a conversation that has tides, lunacy, muted desire, cool ceramic, eyes heavy from a day in the sun, the pull of going under.

Tempo Art Select: a buying experience as simple, direct and fun as any luxury ecomm experience.

Everything that makes acquiring good art difficult has already been taken care of.

What I mean is:

I saw Vogue run an article, something like, “What models are reading backstage,” with a dozen pictures of models backstage holding up their books and kindles. I loved it because anything we can do as a collective to make refinement cool again, is a worthwile effort. If we have to make it hot, couture, then so be it. I thought about the models who maybe weren’t reading backstage and in (not) doing so, they were excluded from the article. What if we asked “what show have you seen recently?……” Our world it’s so external. Rather buy a rolexxxxxxxx. Living with art in your home an investment in yourself, I really believe that. If you can do it, you should. It’s really a mark of private grace and class.

Also we have this really cool product which is Mystery Art Book where you answer a few questions (honestly, instinctively) and we source an art book chosen specifically for you. No two orders are the same! Every book is a starting point, an education, a world to get lost in!

Here’s my refboard for the PR gifting suite going out next week:

I hope to make more posts more often but I can’t make any promises. Thanks for being here!!!

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Vintage 1970s metal animal letter holder.
Hang tassels from your bronze chandelier.
Tulle as half-covering tablecloth.
Shikibuton 6” thick linen mat organic hemp fiber filler.
Hand paintings between molding.
Bed canopy mounted in a hurry.
Floor mattresses by Madam Stoltz.
Pouf for sitting, reading, dreaming, self-time-out (on sale).
You have a friend who has perfect home style, her mom has this rug.

After biweekly begging, Pascal is still not budging about the TV on rollers.
Painting my Lucy Spanyol.
A pair of 88x22 French 1940’s sheer delight cafe curtains floral embroidery.
Commercial bedding pre-y2k superior. The patterns and quality are original in a lost way.
Let the wallpapers melt into the couch and sit on the landline finishing a cherry spritz.
Two lamps center staging your evening reading.
Maybe you collect white vintage linens from around the fleas and sew together your own curtains. Rod pocket learning on youtube.

How about a delicate linen and French-style embroidery threshold keeper?
Volcano triptych by Iman Dabbous.
Cactus silk Moroccan decorative pillows.
Home of James Ivory and Ismail Merchant, film directors, producers. Saint-Germain-des-Pres.
Vintage Guatemalan nicho frame. You can deconstruct your favorite match box and display it, or cut a circle photo of your lover.
Alessandro Michele, the former creative director of Gucci, in his office.
Basket display for eggs, mort au carton!

Remember:

Top fives coming back soon…..

We moved into a little house in west Los Angeles. There are pink tulips inside and dropped lemons on the patio. Graham Nash wrote “Our House” after an outing with Joni Mitchell where they bought a vase, and he lit a fire at their Laurel Canyon home.

Our house has three bedrooms, windows above the kitchen sink, a backyard with an office and a studio, wood floors and white-painted tile, there’s gravel and grass. The driveway could fit a party and the soil looks ready for my thumb.

It feels like the kind of house rockstars and artists and actors kept in the 70s, before the phone, before isolation and modern mansions. The value of creativity and humility supreme. Before excess calcified everything, the real magic happened in well made, human scale homes. Our house is truly rock n roll.

It’s my first home I’ll ever decorate after a long string of short term rentals. So I’ve taken to the vintage internet sellers, because everything good is already made and available. Buying all new is déclassé, in my opinion. The lighter your footprint, the closer to god.

The theme will be midcentury modern woods and sanded curves, warm leathers and minimal upholstery. Moroccan and Turkish textiles. Goofy 70s prints and colored netting. Kitchenware will be distinctly farmhouse French - heavyweight quarter sheets and short wood spoons.

I’m excited to host people, work late at night, leave the windows open. To be grounded, sunlit, emotionally literate.

Such a cozy room (such a cozy room)
The windows are illuminated
By the evening sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you, only for you

Our house is a very, very, very fine house

Slipper-like suede flat crafted in Italy, sacchetto construction and rounded vamp. Zebra.

A few amazing scarves inspired by Pierre-Louis Mascia

Framed sheep landscape on canvas

Cecile Bahnsen Asics

Kids section

L’amour t strap mary janes in red or black or baby blue

Panda fleece

Cutest pajama set ever from Konges Sløjd

Kawaii Chocoholic Ballerina dancing boy and girl with bunnies metal tin aluminum can storage box container from Japan

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So, in the spirit of digital simulation and celebration, I’d love to invite you to my saltburn, rothschild-ball, madhouse Kennedy, 24-hour Christmas party.

In 1972 Baroness Marie-Hélène de Rothschild and her husband, Baron Guy de Rothschild, hosted The Surrealist Ball at their family estate, the Château de Ferrières in Seine-et-Marne, France. The invitations were printed in reverse, requiring guests to use a mirror to read them.

Invitation

Dress Code: high-glamour, gothic aesthetic

The dress code mandates the bizarre and dreamlike but in /per yard fabrics in unexpected color tones. A few other rules apply.

Spectacular headwear will be requested but not in camp/costume way.

Black lace will be appropriate if it plays with conservative and risque elements.

If you insist on dressing casually, you have to cross-dress.

Reds are only allowed if the inspiration is at least 200 years old. No bodycon reds, no red lace, no red with high slit/asymmetric nonsense.

Camp/costume only welcome if it’s tinsel. You’ll reflect the candlelight and thus add to the party.

You can wear this dress if you can find it:

What I’m wearing

I’ll be wearing white for the entire 24 hours as a sort of nod to christmas bride, snowy day, white hot. It’s also my party so.

Dinner

The main dinner will be hosted at a spiraling table on a mirror floor. Spiral so you can talk to people beside you, behind you and in front of you. Mirror floor to enhance buzz and see up people’s skirts.

Every guest will receive their own silver tray of bonbons for dessert

I like the idea of large wreath, with hanging starlight and maypole ribbons enshrouding the entire spiral dinner table.

Event Design and Decor

Entertainment

I’ll have chorus girls sing cult classics like Bohemian Rhapsody or Strawberry Fields Forever in Christmas Carol choir tone.

I’d also like to cast and write the screenplay for some psychedelic puppet/shadow show.

Christmas morning and gift opening

Chocolate mousse and black coffee for breakfast

I’ll host breakfast outdoors with a long table. Cotton pajamas only.

Guests will be escorted by angels carrying their gifts to their cars

Thanks for coming. Here’s our pic from the night.

For those of you that are therapists who understand the nature of neurosis, you will appreciate the humor of the moment when, still under the influence of this psychotropic agent, I went back home through the snowstorm to my parents’ place where I was staying for the weekend. I was at that time a professor at Harvard and I was visiting with them and it had snowed heavily that night and I shoveled the walkway and it was about 4 in the morning. My parents came to the upstairs window with a look of um

judging

um

an evaluation of the fact that one doesn’t shovel snow at 4 in the morning. And I looked up at them and I saw in them the structures, the ways in which I had found legitimacy for my life. First from my parents and then it turned to my professors and on and on it went. And I looked inside myself, which was quite a new experience. And I realized that it was perfectly all right to be shoveling snow.

And at that point I waved at them and laughed and went back to shoveling snow.

Now you can hear that that is a critical moment for a Jewish neurotic.

Okay. I just want you to appreciate that.

episode 292 here and now