Only while walking through New York’s Upper East Side can one describe an apartment as “extravagantly” decorated for Halloween.
However, that is exactly what they are.
If a giant green balloon witch that scales 8 feet, handmade scarecrows hanging from trees, life size plastic goblins behind iron wrought gates, and a mechanical Dracula that pops in and out of his casket aren’t considered extravagant, I don’t know what more you can ask for. Factor in the fact that New Yorkers don’t have front yards, and I think it’s safe to say that these houses get extra points for their ingenuity as well.
Since Halloween is my favorite part of the “holiday season,” I figured I’d share with you some of the sweeter details from photos snapped around town this past week.
“If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.”
- William Blake
As part of my birthday celebration this weekend, I visited Redbull Studios to view their newest exhibition, “Spaced Out: Migration to the Interior.” The exhibition, curated by Phong Bui, features two floors of psychedelic artwork and installations.
This particular exhibit is unique in the sense that the gallery itself is the artwork. Instead of a minimally distracting, stark white space, Bui’s gallery creates an immersive experience in altered perception. Metallic rainbow floors, bright-hued walls, and cotton candy carpet blur the lines between visual consumption and active engagement. At times it is almost as if the artwork is an accent to the gallery’s setting rather than the actual point of focus. Metal sculptures and canvases of neon abstract shapes appear a natural part of the fantasy-world presented.
The pieces are striking and thought provoking— from an isolated room covered in molds of children’s shoes, to a vintage television that only shows static and emits bird sounds, to a peculiar and seemingly absurd 40 minute video.
I always view my birthday as my own kind of personal “New Year.” At this time, I look back and evaluate the things I’ve accomplished within the past year, as well as the valuable lessons (both good and bad) that I’ve learned.
I have to say, 24 was a pretty solid year. Yes, it had some of its stellar moments — getting featured on BBC, seeing the Foo Fighters, going to the Ray-Ban District 1937 party hosted by Blondie, attending some really great fashion events — but I honestly have to say that compared to 23, it was a very tame year. However, “tame” can sometimes be a good thing… especially if you’re accustomed to always being on the go.
Thus, I found it only appropriate that on the eve of my 25th birthday I would share some of the more “practical” insights I’ve gained over the past 365 days, as well as some accompanying moments from instagram!
Never put anything cashmere in the washing machine. If you can’t pay for dry cleaning just wear a dirty sweater instead… at least you’ll still have one.
Fix your leaky roof right away. Or else the leaky roof will turn into a collapsed roof in the middle of January.
Never, ever, EVER use expired hair dye. You will have purple hair.
Pizza and a cup of coffee is a totally acceptable breakfast. It’s just as fabulous as brunching at Balthazaar but you don’t have to deal with assholes. Just look at my instagram feed. Do people still brunch at Balthazaar? I don’t know. I’ve been too busy hanging out with Papa John in Spanish Harlem.
I don’t think calling Miuccia Prada a prophet would be too radical a claim– especially while discussing the direction women’s dressing has taken the past three decades. It’s no secret that where Prada goes, the fashion world follows. One could label her a “visionary” in the sense that whatever she creates one season tends to magically appear the next… everywhere. I will swear up and down that (regrettably) Prada’s SS’12 collection is SOLELY responsible for the resurgence of the crop top–even though the trend didn’t really catch on until the 2013 collections. Prada always has her finger directly on fashion’s pulse– giving consumers exactly what they want before they know they want it. It’s undeniable that Prada’s originality has dictated so many of the trends we wear season after season.