falling tao

by Rachel Lynch in ,

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Listen, it cannot be seen, it is beyond form. Look, it cannot be heard, it is beyond sound. It is a struggle over the nature of reality. We want to write a peaceful story and mold a perfect form to slip into. We are in touch with our inner selves, our imaginary selves. And  when we know those selves, they are alive in us for others to see. We project art, and love, and imagination all over. You are hypnotized by the fiction of your own poem and write it everywhere. Your defenses drop and you see you reality in it's blunt fullness. Falling tao.


maxi dress from the skandl

sunglasses by Karen Walker

photos by Phillip Van Nostrand

listening to Falling Tao by Random Rab

American Hustle

by Rachel Lynch in , , , , ,

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saturn crop top by Jac Vanek

sequin disco shorts from Rock Refinery

salem boot by UNIF

yellow fur coat by Bitching and Junkfood

photos by Shooka

my alien girlfriend

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1 2 3 4 5 8 10The girl from my dreams ain't from round here. She don't care bout the bull shit down here. I wish you'd come back and save me lady, cause these earth women wanna make me crazy. I try everyday to escape the world, fantasizing about my alien girl. Look into the sky to find love, cause these earth women are just too much.

She was standing over my bed. It must have been a dream, I tried to shake it from my head. Half asleep, until she reached out and touched me. No words needed, she spoke into my mind. Didn't make a sound, no need to. She could read through every thought I tried to hide.

She showed me how she came from a planet, where no one took their passion for granted.  I tried to understand, but I'm a one track mind staring at her space tits.

She wore a lavender velour space suit with gray boots. Titanium diamond studded waist too. A future 50,000 volt laser in the holster. She started chasing me, threw off my whole galaxy. And just when I  thought I'd ask for her name, she vaporized into a green light in the rain.

alien crop top by O-Mighty Weekend 

rainbow lace shorts by Tunnel Vision

pink space boots by Pleaser

sunglasses by Wildfox

teal fur by Nastygal 

words by  Molemen & Felt 

photos by Melly Lee 


by Rachel Lynch in , , ,

IMG_5128 copy bored4 IMG_5126 copy bored1 IMG_5124 copyBored in the USA. She said, "You started having fun with your style the day you stopped caring about being pretty."

And that was it, stealing second and straight into home. She cut her hair and ripped her tees. Traded her plaid for dip-dye and spilled milk in the lobby. She got kicked out of hotel rooms, and left her clothes in trails around the coast. She lost her jewelry just as quickly as she acquired it. She dropped her camera in the snow and snuck into the underground. Doesn't matter what they think, you have to do you. Trust me, You won't make it to the top trying to be anyone else.

bored tee by Too Ugly For LA 

dip-dye jacket by Chaser 

teal aviators by Wildfox

photos by Shooka

Los Angeles Sticker Club

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LA ME tee by Too Ugly for L.A.

sunglasses by Wildfox

bitch relax hat by Miss KL 

dip-dye jacket by Chaser


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I don't know about you, but my life feels like one giant crop top lately. Like, I can't stop wearing them. I don't know what's wrong with me. And I don't know if this is a fashion faux pas or a 90s stroke of genius.

The only thing that gives me slight hope is that Alexander Wang made some killer crops recently, and let's face it, that man can do no wrong. If he considers a nude leather crop top a necessary basic, then my eccentric collection of rainbow ones are ok, right?

Right. That's what I thought.

Winter may be coming, but that doesn't mean we have to hide our bodies. Be chic, be slutty, be you.

AS IF crop top by Dimepiece 

Sparkle pink shorts by 0-Mighty Weekend

rainbow monster fur jacket by Nastygal

sunglasses by Quay

photos by Fernando Gcervantes

your heart is a rhythm

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IMG_1813 copy IMG_1791 copy IMG_1795 copy IMG_1787 copy IMG_1803 copyyour heart is a rhythm. smiling and dancing to the rhythm, you go about life. you go about it with an intense love. a love so real you cannot help but give it to everyone you meet. and you're not just in love with the people you encounter. you're in love with the world itself. every street corner, every tagged wall, every shop and chained fence. you get off the subway and step out into the new york city night. it never gets old. the street lights, the people speeding, the lovers parting, the breathing. it's all inside you. the lights, the moon, the moving cars, you feel it in your innermost being, your heart. sometimes, it leaves you breathless. you are overwhelmed and grateful. it is all so much a part of you that you cannot even bear the blinking thought of parting from it.

ombre chiffon long high-low dress by Jordan Taylor

pink sunnies by Karen Walker

pink shoes by Jeffrey Campbell X Human Aliens

photos by Jaglever


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2-22-4 2-52-8 2-9 2-62-1When an alien needs coffee. Count em' one, two, three. You're so cute when you need caffeine. The looks you give are so contagious. Just let me in, lets waste time. Stay up and get down. Let's make it happen all night. You drain the life from me, and it feels so good. Alien girl.

coffee tee by Wildfox

lace cape by Nastygal

human alien shoes by Jeffrey Campbell X Human Aliens

photos by JagLever


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When I heard NastyGal was having a fashion week party, I was down. When I heard the party was in Brooklyn, I was even more down… I'm into not having to travel far. My girl Shooka has just landed and booked in a cab over to my place, where all I did to get ready was put my glitter platforms back on. It had been a long day of shows at Lincoln, but I was ready to have a little alien fun.
I got to have drinks and dance with my favorite bloggers: JagLever, Worn Out, Feral Creature, Lust for Life and Snakes Nest.
Stop asking, keep dancing. It was really nice to finally hang with Fereal Creature in real life, Shooka and I felt like we had known her since birth (which equaled a week long streak of fashion mischief.) We hung outside for way too long/maybe spent half the party there… but since I rocked fashion week with Njoy, I had to show off all my new fancy e-cigs, #chic. Aliens with e-cigs is a new concept, but I'm like sort of into it.
It's extra #chic because Njoy got me access to exclusive events like the Desigual runway show, the Charlotte Ronson show , the Style 369 after party, as well as The Cut's official after party, where I showed up looking like an alien. I'd apologize for it, but I don't think I have too.. It's New York after all, where we do whatever the fuck we want.
ecigs by Njoy
rainbow lakehouse tee by Wildfox
pink kitten frames by Wildfox
glitter platforms by Demoina

Robots Don't Sleep

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Robots don't sleep. There's no place like outer space. Little robot boys dating alien girls. I love the way you say my name, like cellular harmonics. We can do it on Mars or get down on the moon. Heavy hands over the celestial bodies we inhabit. Our magnetic moments giving way to magnetospheres. We're lighter than the terrestrials but on fire like Venus and Mercury. You come to pick me up in your spaceship and I'm waiting here in my spacesuit. Electro music as we pass through outer space, making memories in the voids that exist between celestial bodies. I left my heart on Mars.

gold space suit by Closet Whore

black space suit by Close Whore

Moschino vintage leather rider jacket by Close Whore

photos by Calvin Bellas

Say YES to house parties

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Say YES to house parties! The club kids are back with 90s swagger. A rainbow gang of platforms, studs and lace. We are the teen dream, living downtown with more DJ friends than we know what to do with. We can dance and laugh all night long. We celebrate life because it's summer and being young is so good. Electric music and a house full of dressed-up nonsense. We don't mean any of it. We just wanna have a good time and dance all night.

say yes rainbow shirt by Wildfox

paris arm cuff by Samii Ryan

shorts by Tripp NYC

human alien shoes by Jeffrey Campbell 


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Lost in this Aquarium. Your aura is something you're not even sure of.  Little do you know, objects in mirrors are always closer than they appear. Keep a picture of my hologram in your wallet. We're at the carnival breathing smoke into the air. If you wanna come with me, scream out  at the top of your lungs. There is no hook. I have the simplest taste, I am always satisfied with the best.

blue disco pants by Edge of Urge

blue sunnies by Quay for Edge of Urge

cheap date crop top by We Declared

Goner Platforms by UNIF

photos by Tessa Swag

fuck with aliens, you know we got it

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Landing on planet Brooklyn, there's new rules in effect. If Barbie was an alien, she'd be yours truly, tucked away in her castle watching horror movies. I'm on top of a roof in Williamsburg, screaming, "get the fuck up out my way bitch." Hip-hop is my home, I have my shoes off. And if the Moon is the farthest that man's willing to go, then i'm gonna one up him. Hello Mars. And I don't know what I'm running from, but I'm running still. I tell them all what they're missing as I watch it unfold. Dancing up in the clouds, then landing back in my bedroom looking in the mirror like, "How'd I get this red dot on my head?"

the vegan leather bustier dress by Miss KL

the 6 eyes backpack by UNIF  

the halfmoon magic sunglasses in black by Le Specs

the eyesee choker by UNIF

the goner shoe in black by UNIF

photos by Tessa Swag


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We can make the world stop. We run around wild, but find rest to the sound of emancipator in your bed. You wish you were the girl. Cold shoulders, hearts on fire. Once upon a time there was a girl, who lived on a planet that no longer exists. On this planet, everything was discovered and everything was possible. She had a castle in a tree. She made diamonds from stones and gave them to her friends. She didn't want anything. She was happy being wild and throwing her bed on the floor to the sounds of violins in the sky. At the end of the day, she'd collapse into it like a wave that reaches the shore. She had fulfilled her mission, she had completed her purpose. She found rest in knowing that she had done enough. In fact, she herself, was enough.

stay weird 


beam me up beach cover up by wear declared

cheap date crop top by wear declared

logo beanie by wear declared

hologram sunnies by wear declared

photos by Worn Out

lullaby, let it fly

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Lullaby, let it fly. Hearts on fire, little nightmare lolita. I spend my days telling love stories that I lived in Los Angeles. You make me want to burn in the sun. She had known happiness, it light through her like the dusk. The sun falls back into the sky and you're way beyond the waves. The blue fell out of the sea and the sun came down in billows of lemons. She tasted the sky, and it was enough.

AS IF sweater by Wildfox Couture

Granny sunglasses by Wildfox Couture

sunhat by American Apparel 

human alien shoes by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by Sh0oka 

She is dusk, She is dawn

by Rachel Lynch in , , ,

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pink crop top by iamvibes

granny sunglasses by wildfox

floral shorts by nastygal

cream sunhat by american apparel 

human alien shoes by jeffrey campbell

photos by Sh0oka


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What do we have here? People want to know how we can be this weird. It's nothing new. I just never needed permission, went out and lived the life that I chose. Do what you do for the fuck of it, for the love of it. You don't need anyone to tell you it's okay. Take pride in being different, wild and free.

silver sunnies by Quay

Simpsons crop top by  O-Mighty

white zip shorts by Nastygal

leather hat from Owen NYC 

shoes by Demoina


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red circle sunglasses vintage from Becon's Closet (Brooklyn)

red heart lenon sweater by Wildfox Couture

human alien shoes by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by Sh0oka


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Welcome inside the Blonde Fun House, where the wild girls wear fur and things go bump in the night. Too many toys and rainbow jewels covering the halls. Champagne pouring on the white sofa and sitting down to a rainbow candy diet. Sunglasses at night and golden pumps on the spiral staircase, we're seeing through kaleidoscopes. We are the wild ones, we are the blondes. 

What's up my sexy ladies? I'm so excited to announce that now you can shop items hand-picked by me through my new online store! I went on an awesome secret buying mission a little bit ago and picked out some goodies that are now for sale. This is a soft launch, there are only a few of each item... we'll be adding a lot more in a few weeks. Anyways, we had a dope time creating this lookbook and the entire team was so wonderful to work with. 

So check out my new online store, and start playing this summer in the fun house <3 


rainbow bright necklace by shop blonde

the garden floral skirt by shop blonde

yellow mellow child pleat skirt by shop blonde

pink pleat skirt by shop blonde

bone moto jacket by shop blonde

electric blonde pants by shop blonde

white Marilyn dress by shop blonde

gold eclipse bustier by magical wonderland

purple floral bustier by magical wonderland 

silver fantasy bra by magical wonderland 

set design by Jacquelin Stanford

make up and hair by Lisa Heitman


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Girls who skate. No fucks given since 91'. Dating DJs and painting the park with glitter. Making boys fall and tripping bitches. Rap music covered in mirror sunnies. Vintage dresses, channeling my inner Reality Bites. 90s love on lock. Kissing girls behind the bleachers and reading classic novels. She rode in on a skateboard and out with her hat twisted back.

Reality bites rose dress by Moira Noree Vintage

summer rose halter top   by Moira Noree Vintage

little disco shorts by Moira Noree Vintage

electric blue sweater by Moira Noree Vintage