The Great Gatsby

 Unless you're living under a rock, I'm sure you've seen the trailer for The Great Gatsby. The costumes and sets look absolutely stunning, as if we'd expect anything less from director Baz Luhrmann. But at same time I find myself hoping for something that is not too...Baz Luhrmann-y? I've always imagined the story as being depicted in a way that's more subtle, perhaps even with an air of melancholy; but perhaps that's the route that was taken with Paul Rudd's version from 2000 (I love you Paul, but this just didn't cut it). I'm also excited for the inevitable resurgence of twenties-era inspired fashion by the time this film premieres in the winter: yes, please. Join me in fawning over all of Carey Mulligan's headpieces and watch the trailer here.

Rooms Filled with Light

The Drums

Over the course of the past few months I've had the opportunity to photograph some rather spectacular bands. Unfortunately I've also submitted to overwhelming laziness and have just gotten around to editing photos that have been sitting in a folder since the beginning of March. Thank goodness I don't do this for a living, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to eat for about two and a half months. The Walkmen put on a brilliant 3 hour long set on March 4 at Union Transfer; their show here in Philadelphia was part of a series of celebratory shows that honored their 10th anniversary as a band. Washed Out played at the same venue on April 19 and Fanfarlo was here to promote their newest album on March 8. The Drums were at Union Transfer as well back on April 23, and despite it being the most difficult show I've ever had to shoot (backlighting, smoke, more backlighting, and more smoke) it was a great show to watch. Every so often I have to remember to put down my camera, stop thinking about catching the best light, and just enjoy the music.

Washed Out

The Walkmen

Fanfarlo

Sheer Genius

Sheer navy blouse, Chelsea boots - H&M / Yellow skirt, gold necklace - Forever21 / Black opaque tights - Hue / Blazer - thrifted 

I've come to realize that the title of this post it a bit misleading, because this shirt has been the biggest pain to style. All summer I was inundated with streetstyle photos of model-esque waifs rocking sheer blouses via tumblr (and just about every other corner of the internet). But once this blouse came into my possession, I realized that I lacked the confidence to ever wear it out of the house with just a bra on underneath. But I think I figured it out, and for now, or until I become a regular at the gym, I'm going to keep my undergarments hidden.