Tag Archives: The Black Crowes

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: 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 3.

[The Chris Robinson funky chicken dance in Current/Elliott elephant bells + HTC belt + JCrew shirt + Nanette Lepore vest + Vanessa Mooney necklaces x2.]

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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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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 secretly enjoying bad dreams.

[Vanessa Mooney Fight the Power studded cuff bracelet + Holy Tee fringed shawl.] Still posting beach pictures… things have been too busy to stay caught up! Vacations aren’t what they used to be; what fond memories I have of reading in the sun have been obliterated by the most puny invoice of monthly billable hours [...]

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Tired, but wiser for the time.

[Vintage Black Crowes t-shirt + shorts.] Hey from Orlando, FL. Here on business, and feeling like this corner of the continent is some sort of mutant view on reality…

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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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Losing track of the English language at the Dorset Quarry.

Conversation with my therapist: “But, Carey, did you ever think to tell Rob: ‘I apologize, and I think this is a great conversation, I’d like to continue it some time, but right now I just want to look at the water…’?” “I guess, I just… I assumed… I mean, that’s how I am. The way [...]

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One man’s trash…

Wait, wait, wait—as you pull back from your computer screen, revolted—”this is not fashion!” Oh, but it is. You see… I got it on etsy. AND… it’s 21 years old.

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Good Friday: An evening with the Black Crowes.

We had a blow-out of a Friday. Not to be topped. Dinner at the bar at McGuire’s in Albany (post to follow; those fine folks know wine) and a knock-out, double-set Crowes show at the Palace. [Fans.] I bought that Amorica album—an original version, first printing—and used to carry it around in my backpack and [...]

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You again!

[Shopbop Bop Basics fedora + Zara skirt + Banana jacket + Prada boots + Citrine by the Stones necklace + Rob's belt] This hat is bound to be something I grab on the way out the door every day this fall and winter. You should see it with bell bottoms and a faded Lynyrd Skynyrd [...]

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