bon iver. live in tucson. with megafaun. it happened.

by diana deaver

“bon iver” (or, more correctly, “bon hiver,”) means “good winter” in french.
i hate winter.  like, seriously hate it.  
want to see fury?  take me to some snow.  turns out though, the only thing the two (bon iver and “good winter,”) have in common, are the ability to make me want to cry and cuddle. 

bon ivergood winter music.  

that being said…   despite “guest list” status,* (a beautiful, beautiful thing, even when you are in the financial situation to joke with your bank teller, “i’m living dangerously!” and NOT have him give the straight-faced reply, “yes.  you really are.”) i just wasn’t feeling like leaving the house monday night.
that’s another thing i hate most of the time – leaving the house.  
it takes effort, and i have a lot of awesome things at home that i like to stare at.  
and a friend who conveniently needed/demanded a ride somewhere that was not the venue at the exact same time megafaun (the opener) went on.  

but something compelled me to go anyway. (fear of the wrath of an abandoned amber post-show?)  
um, can i just say that this is one of those amazing moments in my  life where i can say, “i made the right decision?”
  

something beautiful

not megafaun, but that’s ok – because it’s bon iver

(another thing i did monday evening was hear that megafaun was freakin’ amazing – but i wouldn’t know this for a fact, so you should ask amber about it.) 

bon iver?  the show was – dare i say it? – practically… epic.  
amber and i clutched each other and cried, and were (nearly) oblivious to the pain in our feet from balancing in 4″ heels on an ancient, angled theater floor for three hours.   

makes you not feel foot painthe events pictured above create a scientifically unexplainable condition in which the shoes
shown in the photo directly below do not cause pain to the wearer-
while listening and sometimes even up to 4 hours after.

ambersome Serious Bargaining has been going down at the house all week, over this dress.

 

wait!  i wore a dress too guys!  look at me, too!!  look!

i wore a dress too!

wedges: the preferred shoe choice

the last thing i did – obviously- was over-use my camera, for both photographic and video purposes.  just for you. and because i really really like going home and looking at pictures of things i just participated in.  (seriously.)

as for the “video” portion that i mentioned? 
that’s why this is posting thursday afternoon, not tuesday morning as i’d originally dreamed.
don’t even ask how many hours i’ve spent with youtube and my camera this week. let’s just hope this comes with a video-filled follow-up post… or at least some links.

and if bon iver is coming through your town, go see ‘em!  no excuses!

 

* emilie + erin – i/we love you.   no, like really love you.  as in, may we have your babies and marry you?  possibly not in that order?

Painfully Hip Design Collective and Agent Ribbons

by Amber Mortensen
(co-authored by Rory)

When Agent Ribbons (vaudeville outlaws, theatrical bandits, our only hope of making it out of monotony alive…) rolled into torrid Tucson like a three ring circus of unquestionable awesomeness, we were excited to reimburse the stratosphere some of our couchsurfing karma. Natalie Ribbons, Lauren Hess and their fanciful dancing bird, Christopher, hit the road from my old stomping grounds (Sacramento, CA) and have been on the lamb since January. We couldn’t let them make their escape with out documenting their dangerous levels of va-va-vaudeville vavoom.

I was feeling a definite Bonnie & Clyde streak brewing. Voila, our very first band shoot!





purple

They chose their performance outfits from the “Painfully Hip Closet/Room” for their performance at the gorgeous Solar Culture Gallery – a mustn’t miss in Tucson – which they rocked without question. After the ensuing spectacle, they left the crowd hankering for more and decided to sing for their supper at the Red Room later that same night. Better believe they had the entire restaurant up and dancing! Quite the feat… especially when late night mozzarella sticks are involved.

Agent Ribbons performance

photographer: Ryan Mihalyi
styling: Diana Deaver and Amber Mortensen
Hair and Makeup: Amber Mortensen
Special thanks to Stacey and to Solar Culture!

Is it Vaudeville? Or “cabaret-inspired victorian punk garage?” Pictures are always nice, but I’m going to let Natalie’s green wiggle dress do the talking:

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If you are a touring band rolling through Tucson, and would like to raid our styling skillz and alliances with amazing photographers like Ryan Mihalyi for some promo shots, launch us an email at painfullyhipATgmail.com!

agent ribbons and painfully hip

preen (and buffalo exchange!) fashion show for tucson HocoFest 2009

what’s HocoFest?  oh, you know…  i had no idea either.  until there was a fashion show involved (and that right there sums up the extent of the brain-space i devote to anything non textile-related…).

so turns out, it’s a pretty freakin’ awesome 3-day festival that “a celebration of all things music, solar & sustainable during labor day weekend in sunny tucson, AZ- home to one of the best indie music scenes in the states.”
(aw!  thanks hocofest website!  i think tucson has one of the best “indie music scenes in the states” as well!)

 

emilie

emilie, half of the preen-ownership duo.  um, was this dress MADE for her, or are you going to be 
stubborn and argue with the obvious?

so everyone’s favorite vintage shop in tucson, preen, would be getting involved, obviously.  
how so?  by combining with the also-fabulous buffalo exchange to create a  ”sustainable fashion show.”

um, hi world!  did you say that the show involved all things thrifted and vintage?  
huh…  i suppose we could work within those parameters.

 

preen tucson

pre-show. we (and by “we” i mean emilie,) did a fantastic job with the theme, no?  

so the theme was “glam rock,” something which i personally have never embraced as a style choice. it turned out to be a lot of fun to work with though, actually.

amber and i spent way too many hours combing through photos of david bowie, lamenting over our lack of one armed/one legged psychedelic jumpsuits, and listening to all things sparkly and amazing in our itunes.  we styled some really amazing catwalk outfits, which were immediately tossed out the door the minute we set foot in preen and realized we had some serious options to work with.  

 

d and ambo

me, amber and evee, wearing more makeup, leopard print and hairspray than we will for 
the entire rest of the year combined.

 

so preen had eight models total, and buffalo exchange had somewhere around 30, but we totally managed to kill it anyway. the missing 8th model from the group picture at the top?  this handsome looking fellow, abraham:

 

abraham, preen fashion show abraham, one of the only men i know who can totally rock pleather pants and a sequined bomber.

 

something else amazing?  tuani’s vintage gold fringe skirt, docs, and one glove:
seriously emilie, how do you pull this off?!?!

 

tauni malmgrenok, so she’s glove-less here, but i promise one came on for the show…

 

so enough “behind the scenes” already, right?!?!   you’re ready for some actual show-action!!
well, that’s “behind the scenes” too.  (hey, best spot in the house.  and a change of scenery…)

so…  some of us had never actually walked the the runway before and were actually a wee bit terrified.  i won’t say who this “someone” is, because i’d be embarrassed.  (hey!  i’m not a model, i’m a designer and a stylist!  being stared at is terrifying!)

this photo does the situation no justice – we’re all on the runway at this point – which i’m cool with.  but how does a girl with absolutely no catwalk experience pull it off when it’s her turn alone down the runway?  well, if you’re ever in the same situation, i’ll give you a little hint: do your most ridiculous dance and pretend everyone is eating it up.  

 

runwaythere’s no terror in large groups…

 

and not to save the best for last, but the show-stopper of the evening?  i don’t think anyone can argue with this:

 

eveeevee, in her cage-dress/vintage lingerie/black velvet little-boy blazer number, with the most amazing hair ever…

AND

erin's dressum, yeah.  an amazing trash can ball gown erin bradley, the other half of the preen
magnificence created by hand.  
yeah, i said it.  BY HAND.

and in case all that wasn’t enough, the Meat Puppets played immediately after our part of the show.  the meat puppets!  stop and think about that for a minute or two.  seriously, how awesome are the 90s?!?!

M.I.A. gets her design on and considers quitting her day job

It’s been said before that M.I.A. has some irrepressible personal style. That fact cannot be denied…

mia style

So it’s totally effing awesome that she’s starting her own clothing line of bomber jackets, print leggings and T-shirts!
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But really? No more of this…??


A friend of mine says that the fact that she can’t dance worth a can of chickpeas is like the effect of a cooling tower on preventing a nuclear reaction of cool.