BEYOND ANVIL BEYOND EPIC

my friend Erik (who started one of my favorite brands of all time, Fuct) threw a surprise birthday party for his lady Emmelie and WOW...i don't even know where to begin. i thought my party was awesome but this was beyond. we already know they pull out all the stops with amazing cakes, like the one they had for their daughter Bella's 2nd birthday, but when this was unveiled there was a collective GASP and a moment of silence for its sheer epicness. Anvil would be proud.


suppppprrrrrrrise Emmelie!


yet another DIY Raquel (be forewarned - i plan on wearing these all damn summer!) + Yohji Yamamoto Doc Martens


and then THESE were brought out. FUCKING Rock of Love dude! Erik had made backstage passes a la Rock of Love for each one of us with our photos and names on them and everything.


and thennnnnnnnnnnnn. THE STRIPPER. who kicked off the show by putting all the passes around Emmelie's neck like she was fuckin Bret Michaels, with the theme song of Rock of Love blasting in the background. check out Reese in the background!


aaaaand here's where it starts getting waaay NSFW so i'll stop here.



we each got our respective passes at the end. now that's what you call a grown ass party favor!


Alexander Wang Rico bucket bag + vintage scarf + backstage pass

HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMELIE!!!

good times

lost pics from when we went to watch anvil. the theatre was super luxurious. so were the snacks. me, not so much.

thrasher/neckface tee, vintage intarsia cardigan

DROP EVERYTHING

i can't remember if i've mentioned this before, but i'm a purely action movie kind of girl. no romantic comedies, no kate hudson, no jennifer anniston shit, like pure pure action: guns, violence, fighting, car chases, motorcycle chases. it sometimes ruins the movie for me even if there is just a tinge of a romance sub-plot. NO. gratuitous fighting and shooting YES. apart from these kinds of movies, the only other movies that i really enjoy are of the deeply-stirring-no-expectation-make-you-feel-a-whole-damn-range-of-confusing-emotions-once-you-walk-out-of-the-theater-keep-thinking-about-it-for-days-need-to-research-the-background-story variety. case in point, i just got back from seeing "Anvil! The Story of Anvil" tonight and it easily roundhouse kicked it's way into my top movie list. i'd been planning to see this movie for months and months and was finally able to coordinate with friends and see it. i knew it was going to be pretty epic but holy shit. i can't even explain in words how good it actually was. it made me so so sad but i effing LOVED it at the same time. it's both gut-wrenchingly painful and supremely hopeful. the whole time you're thinking FUCK I NEED TO HELP THESE GUYS. and then you realize wait, who the fuck am i? but STILL, i want to help them!! it's a compound of their 80s fame, their skills, the respect from lemy, lars, slash, and scott, and their damn talent and drive that is bewildering and just makes you want to cheer them on. but the kind of people they are, that's the cake. that's what brings tears to my eyes. they're just real, honest, hard-working guys trying to realize their dream. for over 30 fucking years! they play because they just love to play. they love their band, they love to make music. there's no douchebagervancerie here.

of the original Anvil, only Robb and Lips remain + bassist since '95 Glenn Five

to you, sirs, i tip my hat.