Corinna, Justin, Isaac and I on the street in NYC. This is an example of something you would find on my tumblr.
- Tumblr. Okay, so I don’t really rate it as a ‘real’ blogging platform (and I don’t really know what I mean when I say that…), but I have actually been enjoying updating mine lately. Maybe it’s all the questions I’ve been receiving. Maybe it’s my new ‘thing’ to be an agony aunt. Maybe it’s just because I’m putting up original content and I’m not just reblogging a whole bunch of crap that’s been seen before (oooohhh… Passive aggressive anyone?). Or maybe it’s just because it’s so damn easy to use and requires little thought. Whatever it is, it’s sucking me in. You can check out my pictures and answers to what are often ridiculous questions, here. (Shameless self promotion.)
- The birthday post Isaac wrote to me. Made my terrible New York to Los Angeles flight so much better. I cried – the good kind of cry. It was one of the nicest things I’ve ever read about myself, aside from that part towards the end. (Note to those who have been wondering: I DID NOT TURN THIRTY.)
- This will sound lame but it is literally one of the highlights of this week (it’s been slow): my mom bought me an orange, I ate it, and it was the. best. thing. I. have. eaten. in. weeks. Oranges are my favourite food.
- This new book, ‘Phone Book’ – basically a tangible, published copy of the uncensored contents of someone’s phone, including raunchy messages, NSFW photos and just everything in a phone that people with phones have. I don’t know why but I’m kind of obsessed with this idea. My phone is a hub of information. If anyone got a hold of it they would have access to pretty much my entire life. It makes you think, anyway.
- My mate Kam at Air New Zealand in Los Angeles, who cheered a sad girl up on her birthday. Thanks Kam! And thanks Air New Zealand, those new planes are the best thing since sliced bread – a big thing coming from an anti-flyer like myself.
- MOS DEF WEARS CRANE BROTHERS!
Continue reading ‘Highs and Low(e)s.’
Last week it was Georgia in a undone formal look, this week it’s Corinna donning the double denim for Isaac and Justin‘s baby, the ‘Like the Boys‘ series on the GQ Eye. Although I am now back in New Zealand (sigh), I was lucky enough to be around for Corinna’s shoot a couple of weeks back. Here are some of the things I saw behind the scenes:
Continue reading ‘Behind the scenes with Corinna Studier.’
I’m back in Auckland. It went like this – I woke up in New York City, on my birthday (the 25th, American time), with the feeling of dread and a suitcase that needed packing. I packed it – slowly, and with this sad puppy dog face on the whole time. I packed it and had a shower and went for my last supper – a fried chicken sandwich and chamomile tea. Isaac sang me a song to cheer me up on the walk to grab my bags. That’s what best friends are for. We hopped in a taxi and I sobbed like a little kid the whole way to the airport whilst Isaac sang Whitney Houston songs. We arrived at JFK and I checked in and we got him a taxi back into the city and said our goodbyes. I cried my little heart out all the way through security.
Continue reading ‘Honey, I'm home.’
Last week I had the pleasure of witnessing the creation of the GQ ‘Like the boys‘ shoot – styled by Isaac, shot by relatively new but upwardly mobile photographer, Justin Chung, and featuring fellow New Zealander, Georgia Fowler. (If you haven’t seen the shot or the interview with her yet, check it out here.)
I really can’t say enough great things about Georgia as a model (and a person!) – she’s a pro. You can’t get a bad shot of her, nothing’s too hard – her enthusiasm is contagious and, as you can see, she’s got those facials down. Such. A. Babe.
See more below and a few more on my photo blog over the next few days.
Continue reading ‘Behind the scenes with Georgia Fowler.’
All Images/Isaac Hindin Miller.
I don’t know streetwear. Sneakers are sneakers, that really stiff raw denim just seems uncomfortable to me and the way I tie my laces is just the way normal people tie their laces. I am not an aficionado by any means, but you don’t have to be an aficionado to know that right now, Supreme is cool.
Continue reading ‘Yesterday I waited almost 2 hours to get into the Supreme store.’