Jazz Age

I recently saw Woody Allen's film Midnight in Paris, that had me yearning for anything roaring 20s. Just my luck that there happened to be a Jazz Age Garden Party on Governor's Island this weekend. I love New York.

Way more photos after the jump

Gatsby at Governors

It's like a trip to the Met... but with shoes!

Christian Louboutin Fall 2011 shot by Peter Lippman

Via Fashion Gone Rogue

PS. That studded little gold number is mine!

Governors Ball

Governors Ball was one of those days that could gone really wrong- but it had two killer ingredients- great friends and great music.

When I heard the words 'dance party' and 'Governors Island' in the same sentence, my reaction was hells yes. Unfortunately, the concert took place in a field more appropriate for bovines. The space had no character- no trees or shade, overpriced greasy food,  half assed "art" installations (giant cardboard headphones are not sculpture).

But then the music started. People Under the Stairs really kicked off the party. Then Big Boi stepped up to the plate with some old-school Outkast. The back up dancers of Empire of the Sun stole the show with their moves. Girl Talk was fun but dragged on way too long, his mixes don't justify a 2 hour set. Then after all the energy of the day, Pretty Lights wasn't bringing it. But I was ready for bed.

Ferry. Train. Home.

Neon Mamacita

From top: Gunne Sax Off-shoulder Prairie Dress, "Denim" Silk Oversized Shirt, Indian Skirt and Brown Backpack, Betset Johnson mini-skirt, 1950's Bud Kilpatrick watercolor dress, Gold tone multi-chain necklace, Vintage Ray Ban Wayfarers

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Neon Mamacita Vintage

Somewhere Along the Yellow Brick Road

This photoshoot is like that scene from the Wizard of Oz when Dorothy wanders into a field of poppies. Only this time, she's wearing layers of tulle and fur. And the Cowardly Lion is nowhere to be found.

In Bloom 

Vivane Sassen for Dazed and Confused

via Fashion Gone Rogue

A visit to the Met on the same day as the Puerto Rican Parade is always a good idea

 During my years of angsty adolesence, I would go for long walks in central park to smoke cigarettes on the sly and think about boys. Those walks would always take me to the Met, where I could sit for hours drinking coffee in the American Wing. This Sunday found me back in my usual haunt for the Alexander McQueen exhibit... Amazing! After that fashion pornography, we took a little wander. Here are the products of my afternoon.

From top: Clinton de Menezes Procession (Exodus), Vintage Blue dress and Rocket Dog boots, Johanne Vermeer (A Maid Asleep), Anish Kapoor (Untitled), Antique Glass Vases, Vintage Floral Gauze Blouse,  NYPD

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, They just Wanna, They just Wanna

All pics by Wynde Dyre for Golden Rule