…she would look like TAVI, the fashionista/blogger who is, in fact, THIRTEEN YEARS OLD
Oh, can you read that wristband? Allow me: DIOR. This bitch (lovingly!) is sitting in first rows at shows in fashion capitals around the world: Paris, New York, Tokyo. Check out what she wears to school (when she’s not skipping to attend said shows):
Rodarte tights.
Tavi’s About Me: “Wears batman capes and oversized hats. Scatters black petals on Rei Kawakubo’s doorsteps and serenades her in rap. I wish I was Daria but I get too excited about things like candy to be deadpan all the time.” Also, she has a Bob Dylan shrine.
Tavi’s Book:
She explains: “One of my favorite color combinations is coral and blue.”
Her blog Style Rookie is a must-read, beautiful & quirky. There you’ll find commentary on design/fashion, more pages from her book, and breakdowns of what she wears (always a mish-mosh, always intriguing). Plus Tavi clues us in on her fabulously-eccentric, singular life in a charming voice. Sample:
“I packed my Proenza Schouler shirt (courtesy of Wonder [Bread] Boy Team Jack & Lazaro) but ended up wearing it to breakfast and Really Expensive Pharmacy At Which We Spent An Obscene Amount Of French Bones Because We Didn’t Realize There Was a Monopris Right Around the Corner.”
I was going to end this post saying that though it seems impossible Tavi is 13, her room proves otherwise, but then I realized that at 21, my desk in Bologna was pretty much permanently in this state:
At least Tavi has an excuse…
[mairin]