Love for Longshore

My adoration for New Orleans-based artist Sarah Ashley Longshore started long ago. Well, not that long ago, but certainly at a time when a lil’ someone like moi was able to communicate via email with the now-queen of Pop Art like an old pal. Fast forward to last week when Ashley graced Houston with her signature, over the top presence, and things felt like they came full circle. After six years of my courtship, we were *finally* able to meet (embrace) in person - and so I thought this momentous occasion merited a collage and a trip down memory lane.

2017 Limited Edition Beaded Bags by Ashley Longshore

Work Hard Eat Carbs// Yes// Power Pussy

Once upon a time, there was a girl who graduated UVA and was immediately hit with the real-life-blues, only to be doubled down with said blues upon starting to work for Teach for America shortly thereafter. With what can only be compared to a balloon being pricked with a needle and all the air coming out at once, the college “good life” was gone in an instant, and girl was left positively windburned.

The year was 2012, and girl was scouring the internet, looking for beautiful things to distract her from her not-so-beautiful day job (as she still does today). Enter artiste Ashley Longshore, whose pieces filled with glitter, color, and visual stimulation left girl with her eyes filled with hearts (like the emoji). Girl annoys her mom about how much she lurves Longshore to exhaustion; mom bequeaths girl with a commissioned Longshore portrait of girl and her cat for girl’s birthday; girl.freaks.the.flip.out. Does girl own Louboutins or a Louis Vuitton chest? No. Can girl even afford to drink Veuve? Absolutely not - she’s on a teacher’s salary. BUT a girl can dream, and dream she does of the “good life” that she once thought was gone forever, thanks to the talents of Longshore.

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We fast forward to fall of 2013. Girl has decided to go to law school (at this point, much like the author, you’re probably wondering why does girl continue to inflict such pain on herself?), and upon receiving the first of her loan money from UPenn, she decides the most reasonable and responsible thing to do is to buy herself a Longshore piece. This time around she goes with an Audrey Hepburn wearing a cap of anemones, since she can already predict her eventual lapse into insanity brought on by studying and exams and a Philadelphia winter will lead to her wanting someone else to talk to besides her cat.

We fast forward again, this time to 2014, when Longshore causes Insta-hysteria with her Selfie Project, inviting her followers to send her a selfie - a lucky 500 will be chosen and painted. Girl can’t possibly resist; girl sends Longshore a selfie; girl faints when she finds out she is chosen/painted, hits her head on the floor of her empty apartment, awakens days later/eventually recovers when cat wakes her up with some hungry-meows (not really but almost - figured if you’re still reading we need to up the ante a little). Girl repeats the same play-by-play in the previous sentence when Longshore takes her Selfie Project to the Bergdorf Goodman windows in January of 2018.

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I could go on, but you already know how this story ends because at this point Longshore has broken the internet. Apart from being fawned over by celebs and being the first female solo artist to take over the Bergdorf Goodman windows, she is now Bergdorf’s artist in residence (with a restaurant designed to showcase her work) and one of the most recognized names in the Pop Art world. Much like I was back in 2012, the masses are (rightly) attracted to her no-F’s given, sequin-encrusted depictions of the “good life” because (at the very least) they make you feel like you’re living it just by looking at them.

An afterword: Longshore visited Houston last week for a book signing at the Post Oak Hotel, and you bet your bottom dollar I squeezed my preggo self into a dress and waddled my way over. You can also probably guess all the thoughts that were playing in my mind: will she remember me? will there be a really long line? will people take pity on me and let me cut the really long line? what should I say to seem less-stalker and more-hypegirl?, etc. Well it was certainly a *moment* when she spotted me walking into the book signing, and ran over to give me a hug AND ask about my cat! Dead. Died and gone to heaven, I tell ya. I can confidently say it was one of the coolest moments of my very “good life,” following Ashley these last six or so years has been one of the coolest things I’ve ever done (go girl!), and that she is the coolest (and nicest - I mean, will I ever have a more fabulous bump rub? I think not.) ever. I love her just as much as I did at the start of my story and am happy to share the love with the numbers that grow by the day. The end.

Fall Formal

Now that it’s mid-October, I don’t think I’m pushing the envelope when I say, it’s fall, y’all. Just kidding - I don’t say that (out loud). Inspired by the colors of this season’s foliage and the formals you’re bound to have on your upcoming agendas, I whipped together this collage for Over the Moon.

Tassel Earrings - Suzanna Dai// Caged Bag - Zara

Red October

I thought I was prett-ay prett-ay clever coming up with this Red October themed collage, and was even going to to go to great lengths to make a drawn out analogy, likening the glamorous-yet ominous vibes I get from crimson and red to the espionage thriller novel-turned-movie. But alas, it appears Kanye beat me to it (such a fashionista) with his (apparently) much-coveted Red October Air Yeezys. Great minds think alike maybe? Except I take issue with the claim ‘Ye has a great mind…

Pink Ostrich Clutch - Calin NY// Heart Hoop Earrings - Rebecca De Ravenel// Crossbody Bag - Zara

Sweater Weather

This morning my husband ran upstairs to tell me there is a cold front coming this week with the same enthusiasm I used to tell my mom I got a 100% on a spelling test back in the day. Perhaps we were both still on a high from celebrating our exotic shorthair’s third birthday (happy birthday dearest Bobo! - since you’re *obviously* reading this), but we welcome a dip in temperature with wide open arms. Even so, this collage may be getting a little ahead of myself - but then again, that’s kinda my m.o..

Cobalt Suede Clutch - Calin NYC

BINTO Baby

I’ve made a conscious effort to avoid preggo-absorbed posts on here since my priority is to appeal to the masses, so to speak. But today is the exception because my UVA friend Suzie, founder of women’s health supplement company BINTO, and I are joining forces. It all started approximately seven months ago, somewhere in the midst of the “OMG I’m pregnant” moment, when I went through my (very) rudimentary checklist: no more alcohol… start taking vitamins… take it easy on the caffeine… no more alcohol…

As one does with college friends, I had stayed up to date with Suzie’s post-grad endeavors and knew she had started a company geared towards providing women with organic, personalized supplements to target their specific needs - from infertility, skin and digestive health to prenatals, energy issues, and overall health boosters. As I read and got overwhelmed by different reviews on prenatal vitamins, BINTO’s no one-size fits all philosophy appealed to me because it felt like I had a professional holding my hand during what seemed like a frantic time. Once the daily packets (so easy!) arrived and I started incorporating BINTO vitamins into my daily routine, those feelings of wtf-am-I-doing?! eventually morphed into a you-got-this, just-follow-your-new-to-do-list state of mind.

Fast forward to now… I’m 8 months pregnant and am so grateful to have experienced a relatively easy and go-with-the-flow pregnancy. That checklist I started back in March has totally upgraded (thanks to the help of many) into my daily wellness routine I shared with BINTO for its Medicine Cabinet Series. Feeling happy and healthy these past months have no doubt helped me (and baby!) get to where we are now, which is a different kind of frantic, omg-he’ll-be-here-soon-what-do-I-do?! state of mind. But it’s a good state of mind, and one I feel very lucky to have reached.

So if I have any words of wisdom to impart during my first foray into preggo-world they are to TREAT. YO. SELF. You can tell yourself you won’t buy any new clothes, but if you’re anything like me, that can’t be helped. If you can find ways to feel fabulous while your body does its thing, then do so (pro tip: investing in accessories takes the mind off of sizes on tags; you’ll wear new shoes, bags, and jewelry during and post-pregnancy). But most importantly - treat yourself (as in your corpus) right. Do what ya gotta do (travel while you can, massages, exercise classes, blow outs, etc.) and take your vitamins. And if you can find some as easy and effective as BINTO, all the better.

Printed Maxi Dress - Ganni// Velvet Embellished Headband - Benoit Missolin// Pink Linen Dress - Sleeper// Sunglasses - Krewe// Ice Cream Earrings - Jennifer Loiselle