Live Large Like Louis

Friends, has the recession got you down? I know you're bummed to no longer have a bundle of Gs just laying around for that newest set of Louis Vuitton trunks you planned to scatter artfully throughout your home in an oh so status conscious gesture that screams, "I have money to burn, bitches!"

louis vuitton tommy hilfiger

Tommy Hilfiger via Fashionphile

kanye west house

Kanye West

louis vuitton trunks

House Beautiful via Margaret Long

So what's a label whore* to do when the economy declares most emphatically that there shall be no more excessive spending?

*Not that I'm judging, since momma wouldn't turn down a free LV bag. Hint, hint sponsors...

Well, you could bring some curb appeal to your real estate and watch the value skyrocket:

louis vuitton house

louis vuitton house

The window bars really ratchet the klass factor up a notch or 20, don't you think? Via

Of course in a house so special and ah, unique, one can't be expected to live a common, pedestrian existence, can one? One must extend one's special uniqueness to all aspects of one's daily life.

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Really, how could one be expected to use a common Hefty trashbag? That would be wimpy wimpy wimpy. Via

louis vuitton pig

Or have a common pet, for that matter? I think this pig would really say, "I like money, but I'm not afraid to get my hands entire body dirty."

louis vuitton toilet

I'm not sure brown is the best color in this context. Via

louis vuitton car

Now this is what I'm talking about! I'm not even kidding. I never wanted to drive a Cutlass Sierra until now, but I neeeed that car. Hopefully the man doing sexy pose on it is not included because he's covering up my paint job. Maybe they make Louis Vuitton camouflage? That would totally appeal to hunters everywhere, I'm sure.

I (Barely) Survived SXSW 2009

Hello darlings! It's been an insanely busy end of week/weekend, plus I'm getting ready to fly to Hawaii tomorrow, so today's post is more picture diary than cutting commentary. Hope that flips your bic because, phew! -- I am TIRED. So, if you don't already know, Austin is host to the annual SXSW music festival. For a couple of weeks the entire city revolves around films, free music, free parties, and lots and lots and lots of free alcohol -- unless you happen to be six months pregnant like moi, in which case you skip the drinking binges. Dammit. I only made it out two days this year -- and even that almost killed me -- but I'm glad I went. The unborn fetus and I saw some great music, and we even have a few pictures to prove it.


Day 1 was dominated by the Bird's Barbershop party, which was new and improved over last year's rockin' party due to an explanded venue and extra special marketing efforts by Miss Karly herself.

erin and karly sxsw

Poor Karly had to squat down 500 feet to match my diminutive height, and sadly this is the only SXSW picture I have of us together, so enjoy!

king khan and the shrines

King Khan and the Shrines are like some kind of a bizarre, transatlantic James Brown.

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N.A.S.A. rocked the house with extra help from a martian cheerleader.


My pal Diana was assaulted by an extraterrestrial creature.

tricky sxsw

Later that night we went to see Tricky at the Levi's Fader Fort and I happened to be in the right place at the right time.

fader party

Day 2 was all about eating burgers at P. Terry's, and then heading back to the Fader Fort.

sxsw people

After jamming to a set by Bun B, Karly, Hunny Bunny and I, did a loooooot of people watching while waiting for rumored special guest Kanye West to show up.

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He finally did. Karly braved the crowds to get pretty close to Mr. West, but I stayed back for fear of having the baby squeezed out of me by frat tools. This was the best shot I could get out of my point and shoot, but you can still see his cutoff jean vest/jacket thing that Karly found most perplexing.

We skipped out after about an hour and apparently missed Erykah Badu and Common. Bummer. But we did have a lovely late night dinner at the Magnolia. Mmmmm... pancakes!

So, that's it for my SXSW coverage. Karly's got more for you on Tuesday, but I'd like to leave you with some shots of Kanye West's house, featured in Interior Design.

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

kanye west house

Not bad. It's pretty much a masculine mod shrine to Takashi Murakami and Andy Warhol, and I would totally live there. Except for this:

kanye west house

Or maybe I would live there because of this? All the music and ambient pot smoke must have befuddled me, because I'm really not sure.

Well, blog buddies, I'm going to be on vacation for almost two weeks. I'm sorry that I haven't had time to catch up on a lot of your awesome blogs lately, but hopefully when I return from relaxing on the beach I will be totally rested and raring to go.

While I'm gone, Captain Karlypants will be steering the ship with help from first mate guest bloggers Hello Gorgeous, Eye Spy, The Homebound, and Even Cleveland. Please be sure to tune in to check out their fantastico posts. Thanks for supporting our blog, and I'll see you when I get back!