mustard greens

Here is what I am feeling at the moment: 

 Mushroom hunting knife from Kiosk;

Amazing early 90's noise band t-shirt which I am fruitlessly trying to track down;

Emily Hope wearing something great, on the perfect quilt (all the pictures in her shoot are killer) from backyardbill;

 Detail of the monogram on a chemise from the late 1800s which I found on Etsy today, and bought, and am thinking of turning into a cropped top;

 Ilse Jacobsen rain boots from Lambs Ear Shoes;

 

This fellow's style is through the roof! From the Sartorialist.

I don't know: kelly green, off white, punk/dirty/worn/old, and workwear? Last month I was thinking red/fur. I bought a huge Red Cross flag made of linen from WWII to wear as a cape/wrap, a pair of red long underwear from the 1970s (with a dropseat!!) which, surprisingly, fit me perfectly and cost 16 bucks, and the shoes below, again from Lambs Ear (There is apparently no apostrophe in their store name, which gives my grammatical self a headache, but they are amazingly curated, so I guess it evens out).

lust

I'm sure I'm not alone in compiling images of things I want to buy, and then looking at them obsessively. Somehow when I finally get the stuff it hardly ever seems as fantastic as it did when I was looking at images of it longingly or waiting for it to arrive in the post. That mentality can be applied to almost everything in my life. I want it, I want it, I can't live without it, and then I get/achieve it and I'm like, okay, what's next? There is probably a name for that weird mental syndrome of always wanting what you haven't got.
At the moment, here are the top three tangible things I'm convinced will complete my life:

A Tornister's backpack from WWII. It's made of pony fur and has the name of the soldier who used it sewn onto one of the straps. It is probably totally haunted.

A wallet from the Japanese brand Macromuro. It's made of vinyl and leather and each one is handpainted. I love it irrationally.

Dragon leggings by Bernhard Willhelm. The crotch area looks sort of funny, but I think if you wore it with a tunic-y sort of shirt it'd look rad as hell. 

So cool to have gotten that lameness off my chest. Materialism sucks but it's simultaneously so much fun.