let it be known

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I nonchalantly declared my ignorance of the name 'Ruven Afandor' when the boy mentioned Ruven is in town and borrowing gear from his studio (to shoot Janet Jackson no less). Turns out it's kinda a big deal as I am now finding that he is one of the leading editorial & celebrity portrait photographers the world has to offer these days. Oops.

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His editorials are like the final products of my unactualised, subconscious day dreams. His portraits are laced with an opinionated and dominating visual language that have the subjects taking on a character that is their unguarded self plus just that little bit more.

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Whatever he does it unmistakeably and recognisably his own.

Photos: Ruven Afanador

bonjour

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Who saw Midnight in Paris and fell in love with Lea Seydoux after shockingly being snapped out of the long dreamy affair you'd had with Rachel McAdams as the perfect woman? Me.

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...only to be set straight by this. Oh Rachel. You are a dream boat.

But wait that's not the point, the point is the image of Lea for the Prada capsule jewellery collection/resort campaign. I have to admit the campaign as a whole didn't quite meet my soaring expectations but in my books that one image alone gives it enough credit to ride on the wave of it's hype.

Images: Prada 2012 Resort shot by Steven Meisel, Lea Seydoux, Woody Allen & Rachel McAdams at Cannes for Midnight in Paris


melted cheese oozing from my (glittery gif)heart


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Some things we do:
1. Close our eyes and think of where in the world we could be right now. And not just any country that haphazardly first comes to mind, you've got to really feel it - and have reasons.
2. Kiss in public places...blissfully unaware (ok, so maybe a little bit aware) of how "inappropriate" it actually is to most people.
3. Wake up and talk in the special language that actually is no language at all that sets the tone for our whole morning.
4. Wear your clothes - both of us.
5. Fight over who pays, lately you win.
6. Silently dream together
7. Lose things - including time. We talk about how annoying it is but secretly, I love that we even share our downfalls.
8. Have your hand tucked under my leg as I drive
9. Crave new things. Places, experiences, knowledge, foods, feelings, locations, objects. New things that can become old, familiar memories one day - memories that have been created together
10. Love

deliciosity

Annie Novak has a green farm on top of the Eagle St building in Brooklyn where cucumbers, bees and basil grow best. She loves where she is for the foodies and a rockin view of the best city on the planet.

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SO CUTE!(not food).

This is Tartine Bakery, San Francisco. Liz licks the bowl and recognises toast fried in butter (!!!!! trying that ASAP) as being one of the best smells. Gimme some of that banoffe pie. With that much baked goodness I too would be satisfied with self serve filter coffee, assuming that's what that is at the table?

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Rockaway Taco, Rockaway Queens...the subject and location of only my favourite Selby film ever (well, so far, out of the 4(?) that have been made), where the work is hard - but feels so much easier because it's beside the beach. Amen.

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Forget Willy Wonker, The Mast Brothers have a chocolate factory AND it's in NYC AND they have hip beards so whatever they're doing has got to be good. They do what they do because it makes people happy..and I think they like sailing...or just made the most of hamming up their last name.

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Humphrey Slocomobe is an icecream shop in San Francisco. Their flavours include: Boccalone Prosciutto, Sweet Summer Corn, Foie Gras, I Have A Dreamicle, Peanut Butter Curry, Rhubabrb, Salt & Pepper, Creme Fraiche, Cinnamon Brittle, Dirty Girl Strawberry, Sour Cream, Tahitian Vanilla and so on and so forth. I think that's all I need to say about the place.

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My apologies for bombarding you non-Selby lovers with such a slay of pictures. I love the imperfection, the nonchalance in every shot. I know it doesn't excite everyone the way it excites me but I'm concinved he's not out there to do what pleases people anyway, which is exactly why so many people love it.

Photos: Edible Selby