Tag Archives: Chris Robinson

Heaven can wait.

Probably the single thing taking up the most space on my hard drive is photos of Kate Hudson and Chris Robinson, back when they were together and playing out all my personal fantasies in real-time, in front of flash bulbs, where I could later cut them out of pages and hoard them in my journal. […]

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Happy Birthday, Chris Robinson.

Another year, another mess of incredible shows and awesome reviews. Wearing my widest elephant bell jeans and a shitload of beads in your honor. I’d send you a few vinyl records to add to your collection but I ain’t got yo addy, dude. HBD, dixie chicken. -C.

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Down the rabbit hole: Chris Robinson on his personal vinyl record collection.

Chris Robinson’s vinyl collection (part of it) in his Manhattan apt. All images courtesy interview piece by Mike Mettler in Sound + Vision, photo credits Sorrell Schneider. Do you have a count on how many records you own? I’ve probably got 4,500 to 5,000 records. I got rid of some to make room for more. […]

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The 8th Day of Chris-mas.

[Theodora & Callum caftan via Shopbop + Sam Edelman fringed boots + antique Moroccan pendant via Free People.] A bit of a stretch here, but that’s why I dig a good homage. I’ve been saving this pic of His Chrisness because I love this (probably fragrant) jacket and want to rip it from his scrappy […]

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The 12 Days of Chris-mas: Day 7.

[An epic track. Sir Alistair Raj scarf + Shopbop hat.] Apologies in advance I haven’t been able to located a 10-gallon hat, but you can see him do it better than I ever could. I want all of these get-ups:

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The 12 Days of Chris-mas: Day 6.

[This is what it’s all about: JCrew tie, tux shirt + vintage squash blossom necklace + Marc Jacobs blazer + Current/Elliott jeans.] Like a solid gold soul song that never gets old. Remixed. He’s just totally authentic, and I think that’s what I’ve always dug the most about him. To those who have noted I […]

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The 12 Days of Chris-mas: Days 4 & 5.

[Day 4 in a sell-out tie dye shirt I didn’t steal from an old boyfriend, but in fact bought from Urban Outfitters. This cannot be helped; Daydreamer LA’s stuff is so so soft.] A two-fer! Nothing much to see here, just some loose recreations—on a lighter note, if you will.

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The 12 days of Chris-mas: Day 2.

[Daughters of the Liberation army jacket + vintage pins + Vanessa Mooney pendant + Deena & Ozzy hat + Title Unknown dashiki t + some bellbottom cords don’t remembah.] On the second day of Chris-mas, I waxed poetic about the South and channeled Lieutenant Dan, because that’s rock and roll—the intersection of grit and glory, […]

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The 12 days of Chris [Robinson]-mas.

[DIY tie dyed shirt + Joie dress + Citrine by the Stones & Vanessa Mooney necklace, bracelets, rings, etc.] On the first day of Chris Robinson-mas… I demo’d an old J.Crew tux shirt to try and recreate this bit of magic:

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Chris Robinson, my style icon.

As if you already didn’t know there was something sort of wrong with me, my style icon is, in fact, most definitely a dude. Aside from Karen from Californication [that post, incidentally, gets more hits than any other post on C+C, and her character is pretty much a female version of Chris, what with the scrappy […]

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On near misses and bulls’ horns.

[Been wearing this exact combo pretty much nonstop for a month. Kind of gross. Urban Outfitters t-shirt + AG jeans + Kors boots + Banana jacket.] I’m always wary of airing any dirty laundry here. I’ve been called out on it before and it felt like an ugly accusation; it’s my podium, after all. It’s […]

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Black Crowes: Live from the Artists Den

[Chris Robinson on the Artists Den.] Sweet epi a friend just sent my way. And if I can state the obvious—however irrelevant: I just want to dress like Chris the rest of my days. Minus the beard, but I might not have a say in that if I go the way of my Granny’s chin […]

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