GO go go Lexi!!!! I am doing this damn thing, scrappy and happy. I'm tired of waiting. Playing the waiting game is no way to live. Waiting for a special, opportune time to begin. Waiting for the right amount of this or that (speaking of which, remember that 90's hand game? Double double this this...?). Starting is what is important and so PAINSTAKINGLY hard. Waiting for me has been an excuse that I am no longer willing to accept. The truth is I abhor excuses. So I said bye. I am creating my own path to what I want FINALLY.
I first visited the majestic city of New York in May of this year. It was a mix of so much overwhelming raw emotion, both thrilling and draining. The highlight and transforming experience was my visit to the Manus x Machina : Fashion in an Age of Technology exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. This exhibit featured an ethereal and impeccably curated collection of couture and ready to wear pieces, some intricately hand worked, some from machine, and some that were an ambiguous mix of both. This is the reason for my return this past Monday.
Two of my favorite pieces from the entire exhibit.. The piece on the left is Sarah Burton for Alexander McQueen and it gave me major chills.
I got the feels in a major way from the first time to the last time ( visiting this exhibit). I am always talking about feels. You will see the word "feels" in most of my Instagram captions. I have learned that I am a very emotional being. When I say emotional, I am not equating that with weepy crying feelings. I feel the vibes and energy of spaces and individuals like a radiating force. This exhibit full-on engorged me with emotion. Every single intricate aspect of the exhibit was a breath-taking experiential element. The lighting and the lack thereof. The cool and fluttering air that breezed through the exhibit highlighted the intended movement and rhythm of many garments, that would have been absent to the viewer otherwise by its stationary state.
In this exhibit, my most minute doubts about my choice of my life's work were washed away. My feels confirmed my passion and undying love for the fashion industry. So I swore to come back before it was gone and I did.
This first post is dedicated to NYC and my adventures there this past Monday and in May, that reawakened and startled my convictions and dreams.
Welcome to the start of a wickedly magical journey that will have its highlights, spits, fits, and maniacal shits.
One of the many cool spaces we passed on our 3.5 mile walk to the Met (yes 3.5 miles, that was no typo). It was so worth it though (how else would I have gotten this spectacular moment?).
Such a striking wall that is a layering of old, new, neglect, and love. Glad I happened upon (just now noticing I think that is Pee Wee Herman in the bottom corner on the door, how funny and weird).
Hanging in this cool little niche, partially for the picture, and partially just to rest.
This picture was for Jonathan, my sweet boyfriend. He says when I make this face its time to go duck hunting. It's always duck season with me.
Outfit deets, consist mainly of thrifted items, the bread and butter of my wardrobe ( which can be a fashion gal's dream or nightmare, but it works for me).
Black Slip Dress with Lace Ruffle Detail / $6.50 / thrifted
White Lace up oversized Tan/ $3.50 / thrifted
Buttery Velvet Brown Choker made by me! Check out the links on the side bar to my Poshmark Closet and my Etsy for similar ones for sell! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------->>>
Black Wrap Necklace also made by me
Bronze Neck Cuff / $5 / thrifted
Tetris black sunnies / $3 / thrifted
Brown Wilson's Leather backpack / $5.90 / thrifted
Topshop Floral Canvas Shoes /I can't remember the price of these / Plato's Closet
Guys these flowers are leather and silk. The manipulation of these materials blows my mind. Feeling chilly with awe.
Can you guess what those are? Yep straws!!! More impeccable manipulation, transforms the object into another texture completely.
3-D Printing is so amazing, especially when blended with fashion. Iris van Herpen is an amazing designer and artist.
My view when I resurfaced from the goodness of the Met.
This is my awkward face of pure joy. Jonathan captured this with me completely unaware. It wasn't until later when browsing through my pictures I found it. At first, I was thinking there is no way I am including this (its way to close for comfort). Then I thought I need to own every aspect of myself the cute, the crazy and the uncomfortable. So hey y'all, this is me in pure bliss.
To the amazing man behind me and so many of my crazy ideas : Thanks for being the best friend that will use your day off to bolt to NYC to make my dreams come true. A guy that will endure my need to stop at every partially interesting space. Your support is immeasurable. Also thanks most importantly for taking most of all my pictures, what would my blog be with out you, lol.
Interested in more insights on the Manus x Machina: Fashion in an Age of Technology? Check the links below for more info !