

reggie.
portland, oregon.
august 2011.
Megan, your portraits are so delightful. Reggie is one of the best subjects I’ve seen in a while.

Today’s Reason I Love the Internet: Advanced Style
“I am tired of the cult of youth. The cultural rejection of old age, the stigmatization of wrinkles, grey hair, of bodies furrowed by the years. I am fascinated by Diana Vreeland, Georgia O’Keeffe and Louise Bourgeois, women who have let time embrace them without ever cheating. Society today condemns this, me, I celebrate it.” - Tom Ford
A street style blog for the silver-haired set. So much inspiration! I love these amazing women (and a few colorful men). Here lies hard proof that style and fun don’t have an expiration date. I also love the advice these advanced fashionistas give. Among the best: keep dancing, anything black needs a lot of bling, and always dress for yourself! I am inspired to be better at all of these things, and a little less fearless.
I’ve vowed that if I grow old, I will wear red lipstick every day, and grow my hair out and wear it in german braids. Tom Ford is an absolute god of a man; his utter understanding of ‘style’ both by sight and every other sense of the word is effortless, he embodies the term.

An update on my hair : now almost bellybutton length. Give me another month.

I had an exceptionally lovely afternoon.
Firstly, I want to say, people should compliment strangers a lot more. I had a man approach me at the station today, tapping me on the shoulder to tell me how beautiful he thought my hair was. To be honest, these offhanded comments actually brighten my day a little bit. I try to reciprocate when I can; telling shopkeepers I love the necklace they’re wearing, saying thankyou to my hosts after I’ve left a cafe - I even told a man I loved his haircut the other day at work. These little morsels of kindness can make someone’s day, and I don’t think people stop to compliment or thank others as much as they could.
I spent the afternoon with a really dear childhood friend of mine, Marissa, and we had coffee and crepes at a little french creperie down an alley. The photo is courtesy of her, and she’s captioned it ‘My beautiful creme brulee’ on her facebook page. People like her help me know I’m not alone in this big, scary city.