As soon as I learn to speak Dutch things are gonna get rough.

Whether fashion is art is a crux that is explored time and time again. Whatever the answer, it is more interesting to keep exploring than to arrive at a conclusion.  Undoubtedly fashion and art are inextricably linked.  That said, I am just hoping to wake up with a face like a Vermeer girl, but I digress, because today is about Van Gogh (yeah, I said it Vun Khokh).  In the interim, let's make like Abbie Hoffman and steal this fashion? Art? Both?

PORTRAIT OF AUGUSTINE ROULIN, LA BERCEUSE

vangogh2 by sayhellotomylittleblog featuring short dresses

Over the rich history of this blog (we are clocking in at like six weeks now), I have not been shy about how charmed and fortunate of a life I am living.  This past summer, I saw countless Van Gogh's, with the Van Gogh Museum as an obvious highlight.  I hadn't been to Amsterdam since the summer I spent there in 2002 above the Greenhouse Effect (I'll leave it at that), so needless to say this was a richer and far more memorable trip, as in, I remember it, and I wasn't tripping.  Can't handle the jet-set?  No worries, the Google Art Project updated their Van Gogh files last year with top notch clarity.  

 LA MOUSME, SITTING

vangogh1 by sayhellotomylittleblog featuring a navy blue blazer

I think at this point any self-respecting admirer of Van Gogh would have to say a little something about his sunflowers.  But I don't have a ton of self-respect and quite frankly, who wants to go head to head with Donna Martin or Mayim Bialik? No one, that's who.  What I do think worth mentioning here is a little ditty called Jumpin' Jesus by Sordid Humor.  Anyway, Counting Crows covers it, so you can find it here and the line "He likes sunflowers, big picture frames and Van Gogh" has been, like, haunting me since 1997.

WOMAN AT THE CAFE DU TAMBOURIN 1887

vangogh by sayhellotomylittleblog featuring avon

Sometimes I think blogging requires extensive volume, perhaps even to the detriment of quality. But today I actually imparted some serious knowledge.  Consider it dropped.  There is an amazing, teeny tiny feature in the New York Times Sunday Magazine that offers one sentence book reviews.  I heard a rumor that blog posts get an average of 90-120 seconds to be read.  In the immortal words of Mr. Hall, via Cyrus Rose, "Not Enough."  So, I'll bite.  This post in one sentence:  Mildly schizophrenic girl makes claims, remembered and forgotten, about the connections between art and fashion with a side of anecdotal music.