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Lux Lotus Icons: Fleur Cowles

FlairwomanI often reflect on this absolute gem of a quote from Fleur Cowles  as a daily meditation:

"I decided [the wing of a bird] would be the symbol of Flair because it's flight of fancy, which is what we need if we live an interesting and imaginative life. A flair for something--I don't care what it is, but whatever it is, have elegance in it, even if it's shining shoes. And knowledge--whatever you do, learn more about what you're doing."

More pearls of wisdom from a truly independent spirit can be found here. Related: The Best of Flair.

Other Lux Lotus Icons: Denise Levertov, Mae Murray, Elsa Von Freytag-Loringhoven, and Diana Vreeland.

My GOODNESS *Blush Crush*

My birthday's just around the corner and this  is a bit beyond my means at the moment, but I do know a few chaps in this town who are awfully young to be doing so well for themselves...

I  think I would have to marry the one who gives me a  1950s Schiaparelli Pink Necklace.

Bag Ladies of the Digital Age

I love we make money not art and most recently, this post on the perfect "cheapo laptop carrier."

Kalup Linzy at Petit Versailles

A friend of mine lives just down the block from the most charming community garden I've ever encountered, called Le Petit Versailles. Most weekends in the spring and summer, the garden hosts avant-garde performances by downtown artists working in a variety of mediums. Last Friday evening, we were there for a screening of Play Wit De Churen - and performance - by much buzzed-about video artist Kalup Linzy.

Borrowing inspiration from the soap opera lexicon and our culture's endless appetite for tawdry supermarket-checkout-aisle-style romance and balancing it all effortlessly on the fine line between the scandalous and the mundane, Play Wit De Churen was hysterically funny and so brilliant.

Said critic Holland Cotter of The New York Times recently (in reference to two recent showings at The Studio Museum in Harlem and Taxter & Spengemann): I don't mean to spoil the fun by adding that he laces his work with shrewd home truths about race, class, sex, love, family, and stereotyping. He does, but you can ignore all that if you want. You cannot easily ignore Mr. Linzy,though, and we'll be hearing from him again real soon.

The artist himself made an appearance at the end of the screening and sang briefly before making an exit - he ran off the stage and out the gate - as dramatically effective as his work. Keep an eye out for it.

Come By + See Me Sometime

630394787501lzzzzzzzIn response to numerous requests, I've incorporated details on my upcoming events (note: all involve clients of mine in one way or another, and only the events I personally plan to attend are listed) into the basic site design.

The latent promise of fabulous evenings in the near future awaits in the calendar bar just to your right. You can also sign up for The Lux List to occasionally receive details by email (I think I've sent one out in the two months since I started it). So see you soon?

Del.icio.us Half-Dozen (Art)

Six links that I've had bookmarked to share for a while, and are definitely worth checking out:

All Wear Bowlers

I went to All Wear Bowlers on Saturday night, and all I can say is GO before it closes later this month. As shows go, it's elegantly sharp, unbelievably intelligent, deeply philosophical, absolutely stunning, and easily my favorite in recent memory.

Lauren Harp nee Edelweiss?

If you only buy one magazine this month, I recommend the current issue of Harp.

I came across the current object of my affection at Olssen's while killing time before a lunch date in DC's Dupont Circle neighborhood when I was there last week. I chose to purchase it because I liked the hot pink, all-caps title and groovy psychedelia-themed cover, as well as the promise of an interview with Rilo Kiley's Jenny Lewis.

It's really an excellent read from cover to cover, though, with a unique slant on the music industry, primarily from the view of recording artists and musicians. Articles include everything from TONS of interviews I loved (Aimee Mann, Lucinda Williams, Martha Wainwright, The Flaming Lips' Wayne Coyne +++ too many more to mention!!!) to album that influenced Iron & Wine's Sam Beam, the editors' list of the 20 "most overlooked psychedelic albums of all time" and a very inspiring and informative, down-to-earth guide on how to hold private concerts in your home.

Related from the LL Archives:
Things I Now Know (or Need) Thanks to Suede
Mrs. Lauren Edelweiss
It's Psychedelic, Baby!

The Smart Set: May 16-22

This week's edition is so packed full of yummy cultural goodness that if it were a sandwich, it would be a huge, sloppy Dagwood. Noted:

I can't really TiVo without a TV, so I'll be busy searching for the mythical bar of my dreams, where the Jane Birkin documentary on the Sundance Channel plays on multiple giant plasma screens, cute French waiters trip over each other trying to light my cigarettes, and there's a mint green scooter parked out front with my name on it [via La Depressionada].

Still hungry? Psychedelic benefits, existential vaudeville,  portraits of  vanity, brilliant art and Banville double-vision are just a click away. Devour the whole thing here.

Clandestine Smoking + Nostalgic Glamour

Pinup038I quit smoking seven years ago, and now I try to limit my occasional habit to special, social occasions. Lately, though, I've been working 24/7 and find myself craving my old addiction pretty much daily.

I am trying to abstain by keeping busy, busy, busy (although that's the cause as well as the cure), and can't decide if I feel better or worse knowing that, "Cigarettes are still sublime."

Nonetheless, I do love the idea, explored in Scott's thoughtful post,  that our collective attitudes toward smoking as a society could be the focus of serious cultural criticism; it's such an interesting, provocative subject to examine from an intellectual perspective. Personally, I do think painting cigarette smoking as illicit heightens its allure as a rebellious behavior on the most primal level.

Having once been a smoker for almost a decade, I can honestly say that it is absolutely not a sexy habit at all in practice, although our culture generally seems to regard it as sexy in theory (esp. the accoutrements - I spent many glamorous smoke breaks, waxing philosopically in the equally precocious company of my fellow sophomore Sabrina Bergman, who was fond of elbow-length gloves and an antique cigarette holder).

My opinion: smoking, not unlike the labor movement and most of the 20th century, is sexy, but only in a nostalgic sense. Some, it seems [note: check out the fab illustration by Ariel Bordeaux], would quite disagree. What do you think?

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