Friday, March 7, 2014 Artsy Fartsy: Galore Mag
If you live in New York City, you’ve heard about Galore. The ’90s-inspired quarterly mag, launched in 2012 by Prince Chenoa and Jacob Dekat, perfectly mixes powerful women and sex appeal for a downtown-girl-meets-vixen-bombshell visual aesthetic that stands out amongst the typical newsstand crowd. But Galore isn’t just a magazine–it’s a media company that hosts events, produces short films and creates daily content for their site. In celebration of our killer Nasty Gal x Galore party last night, we thought it would be the perfect time to hit up these EICs and hear more about our favorite mag of the moment.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014 Role Model: Chloe Norgaard
Not to brag, but we’re totally Chloe Norgaard experts around here. Almost exactly a year ago, we had a balls-out hang sesh with this rainbow-haired babe in her NYC apartment, and today (and nearly two photo shoots later!) she’s back to talk all-things music. One look at her dream festival lineup, and you’ll fall in love.
Chloe's Nasty Gal Picks!
Reverse Make the Cut Skirt
Dancing With Daisies Tee
Beach Riot Golden Eye Bottom
Miista Ava Triple Strap Sandal
Sweet Tennessee Overalls
Jeffrey Campbell Nogales Ankle Boot
SKIVVIES Bat Your Lashes Lace Bralette
Jeffrey Campbell Tamaya Heel
Tuesday, March 4, 2014 Role Model: Frida Aasen
Just when you thought it was impossible to look cool at prom, model Frida Aasen showed us that some choppy bangs, bondage and a badass ‘tude can totally transform an entire outfit. But, we wanted to know even more about this blonde-haired beauty, so we asked her about dream date, go-to song, and her modeling career (duh). Check it out below!
Tuesday, March 4, 2014 Lookbooks: Anti-Prom: Blow Up
Jeffrey Campbell Syndicate Platform Boot; Dress Coming Soon
Ditch the boring gowns (and dates) and hang out with us! From balloon-print bubble skirts to volumnious 3-D roses and plenty of pink, these stand-out dresses are ready to hit the dance floor—and the after-party.
Monday, March 3, 2014 Guest Edit: Why Pink Is Punk
For my fifth birthday my parents threw me a pink party. Everyone (even my dad, poor guy) wore pink. There were pink balloons strewn all over the place, pink cotton candy, and a big chocolate cake with pink icing. I even took the theme one step further by anointing guests with a stripe of fluoro pink zinc (this was summertime in Australia, after all) across their noses upon arrival. To keep the peace, the few boys invited were offered orange zinc instead, but one of them, Ethan, insisted on having pink. I remember us girls thinking he was a weirdo. We giggled into our frosted-pink cupcakes and teased him all afternoon. Now I think back on it, though, Ethan was pretty punk.