Thursday, January 29, 2009

I am Lauren, Lady Gaga enthusiast

This morning, while enjoying my coffee, and scanning Yahoo's OMG! page (a daily exercise), I came across these pictures of Lady Gaga...

Who in the world is Lady Gaga and why am I just now finding out about her? Where have I been??? Well, nonetheless, anyone who can rock this hairstyle, automatically earns my respect and devotion. The "do" is reminiscent of my very favorite Project Runway Season 3 contestant, Allison Kelly's She got kicked off for this one, ugh!

While I absolutely adore Allison, and her designs, I have to give it to Lady Gaga for truly pulling off this hairstyle. The bangs soften the look, and make all the difference. She says that the style is inspired by a 2008 Jean Paul Gaultier runway show, but while I've scoured the web for images of all his recent shows, I've been unable to find anything likened to this. Here are some more images I found of Lady Gaga and her signature do!

tights are not paaaaaaants!!!

LOVING the white jumpsuit!!!

I could tell, just from those 2 initial images, that this girl has got it going on! The more I read about her, the more I'm impressed. So who exactly is this Lady Gaga who's got me so worked up? After doing some research, I found that she is an American singer-songwriter and musician, known for her work in the pop/electronica genre. I have to admit, I was rather impressed with the 3 music videos I saw. While her songs tend to be about seemingly trivial and superficial subjects like parties, money, and dancing, I found myself truly appreciating the aesthetic quality of the set, costuming, styling, choreography, etc. She says of her 2008 debut album, The Fame...

"[It] is about how anyone can feel famous. Pop culture is art. It doesn’t make you cool to hate pop culture, so I embraced it and you hear it all over The Fame. But, it’s a sharable fame. I want to invite you all to the party. I want people to feel a part of this lifestyle."

What great dresses!! I wish I knew who made these!
(I prefer the pale Gaga)

Maybe one day I'll get to see her perform live!!! Apparently she's on tour right now in Europe with the Pussy Cat Dolls(another obsession)... if they do a U.S. tour together, I am SO totally there! Hopefully her back-up dancers will wear these sandals... a nice touch, don't you think?

Sunday, January 25, 2009

I am Lauren, clementine enthusiast

I'm a bit particular about the things I put into my mouth. It's not exactly that I'm a picky eater (I'm all for trying new things!) but I tend to be very sensitive to and aware the textures of my food. I prefer each bite to have a certain consistency... a consistency that is rarely found in the fat laden baby back ribs served at what seems to be every single Sunday afternoon cookout. Unless I have the time, and the patience, to painstakingly inspect every prospective bite, I am likely to opt for a hot dog at such events. One trace of that grimy gristle between my teeth, and I am done... appetite reversed... stomach repulsed... the end.

It's not just meat that gets me this worked up. Fruit, too, has me picking, poking, and peeling, all in hopes of perfecting the sensory experience. So, as I'm sure you can imagine, several weeks ago when my mom offered me a clementine I promptly declined, for the thought of tearing apart such a tiny citrus, full of skin and strings, did not exactly excite me. Nevertheless, upon convincing me that clementines are seedless citruses full of juicy flavor and joy, my mom coerced me to try a slice of her mini orange. And so it was, right then and there, that my love affair with clementines began.

I simply cannot get enough of these little things. They accompany me nearly everywhere I go. A 5 lb. crate won't last me but a week... I seriously eat them ALL day long. Chances are, if our paths ever cross, you've seen me peeling and picking at my juicy snack on multiple occasions. With only 35 calories (but who's counting?), an abundance of vitamin C, and just enough sugar for a little boost, these fruits make the ultimate snack. Perhaps eating 8 a day (buuuuuuut who's counting, right?) isn't the BEST choice, but what can I say, these things are rather addictive. Once I get the taste for a clementine, it's all I can think about... I MUST satisfy the craving. Thinking ahead, I always make sure to always have at least 2-3 in my book bag/purse/car/etc., just to be safe.

Earlier this week when I bought my mini-crate of clementines, I found that 5 lbs. of the fruit no longer costs a reasonable $5.99, but now runs me nearly $9!! I came to the horrifying realization that my beloved citruses are presently going out of season. What am I to do? I am slightly (more like seriously) concerned about the absence of clementines in my life during the coming months. Will I find a seasonal replacement indulgence? Any suggestions?

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my daaaaaaaarling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

I am Lauren, particularity enthusiast

It's the second day of Sculpture class, and upon consultation for my first project, I'm greeted with an ebullient, "Well someone's a Type A personality!" He says it almost as if it's something to be ashamed of. Is there something wrong with having a plan, and organizing accordingly? Most certainly not, but I suppose it's an oddity in an introductory art course. Artists have a reputation for being more care-free and easy going... I must be the exception.

I am the type of person who tends to care about things that others could care less about. Curiously so, though, I would never actually use the word caring to describe my personality... hmmm. I don't care about the whimpering puppy dog on the street corner, or your neighbor's great uncle's ingrown toenail.

I'm just really particular, as I frequently find myself explaining. Type A is a bit severe- I've found that the word particular much better suits both me and my ways. In the world that I live in, things must be a certain way. Space must be optimized and time must be optimized... and in order to ensure this, one must... organize.

Those who do not share my curious attention to detail, might be inclined to protest, at the sight of my far from tidy bedroom, that I certainly am not of the organized sort. But these folks would be sorely mistaken. I care SO much about the organization and perfection of details, that the big picture tends to suffer. Ideally, the details will only contribute to the optimization of the space, but when time is not being optimized (nobody's perfect!) the ideal is not realized. Caring so much about the order of my highly organized drawers, when crunched for time, I will throw my (clean) clothes into the laundry basket, just to avoid having to deal with a sloppily folded tank top, that will most certainly require a REfolding when time allows. As you can see, this is not time-optimizing. Having to fold my tank top twice, once sloppily and once more to perfection, I am actually wasting time. Tidiness is not always the best use of time.

See how optimization is made up of various factors? It requires a fine balance... but this is getting too scientific... and I think you get the idea...

optimize [op-tuh-mahyz]: to make as effective, perfect, or useful as possible
particularity [per-tik-yuh-lar-i-tee, puh-tik-]: attention to details; special care

Apparently, attention to detail is considered an asset in various fields...

"Chef says that all your vegetables are to be the same size... anything less is unacceptable!"

This is from the book I am currently reading about a girl who drops everything to go to culinary school in Paris... Perhaps I should do the same- my vegetables are ALWAYS the same size!

Though my particularity may go unnoticed and perhaps unappreciated, I believe that it contributes to all that I do. My fastidiousness is my art. And my art is just that, fastidious.

fastidious [fa-stid-ee-uhs, fuh-]: excessively particular, critical, or demanding; requiring or characterized by excessive care or delicacy

Sunday, January 4, 2009

I am Lauren, Marc Jacobs enthusiast

Some say you can't judge a book by its cover... perhaps there's some truth to the tired phrase, but I'll be the first to argue that there is indeed merit in visually stimulated discretion. This is, after all, how I knew immediately that Kristen, my current roommate and most fabulous friend, would be worth getting to know. Upon our first meeting, I spotted the lovely Marc by Marc logo bag hanging upon her shoulder and I was convinced, right off the bat, that there was something to the budding friendship.

But it goes deeper than a brand name. Not only do I love Marc Jacobs' designs, but I am very much drawn to his entire aesthetic. His print ads are sensational, just like his handbags. More on Juergen Teller, the genius photographer behind these campaigns, to come. These images are from his 2006 spring/summer Marc by Marc Jacobs ad campaign... some of my favorites. Is Dakota Fanning not the coolest?

I appreciate fashion not merely as a status symbol, but as an art form to be enjoyed and revered. One who shares with me an interest in and an appreciation of an artist such as Marc Jacobs, shares not only incredible taste, but a quality of intriguing oddity that I find particularly attractive in a friend.

And a sense of humor can never hurt...

Keep an eye out for my fabulous new MJ bag... Santa really knows how to pick em!