Yayoi-Kusama-retrospectiv-006-e1340018123418  Apparently I've been living under a rock because I'm just now discovering the work of Yayoi Kusama— "a reclusive, colorful, and endlessly intriguing character." How I didn't see her collaboration with Louis Vuitton last year—and fall in love then—or during college, is BEYOND me. but oh well. I'm ashamed. She's amazing. I'm obsessed. and now I just have to decide which book to purchase.   1958-KusamaStudio_full   dots   Yayoi-Kusama-Self-Obliteration-Net-Obession-Series1966-copyright-Yayoi-Kusama-600x478   God I hope I'm this fabulous (and still doing what I love) when I'm 80.   polka_-dots_yayoi_kusama   whitney05   Yayoi-Kusama-Leaves-1954.-Tate-Modern-Retrospective-600x442   Yayoi-Kusama   books2 one, two, three, four, five


DSC00556  DSC00568   DSC00573   DSC00585   DSC00597   DSC00605   DSC00598   DSC00609   Getting new magazines/books in the mail is literally as good as christmas to me. I recently picked up Man Repeller by Leandra Medine, The WAH Nails Book of Downtown Girls, MUUSE, and the Rookie Yearbook Two. Four COMPLETELY different publications, but delicious design goodness nonetheless. I especially love the rookie yearbook. I have the first one (of course) and wish these had been around when I was 13-16. I would have poured over pages (a la Amelia's Notebook anyone?). Reading them now is definitely nostalgic– and in the back of my mind I'd love to hold on to them until my hypothetical daughter/niece hits her preteen years. HA.