Saturday, May 23, 2009
Medicinal Marijuna legal in California
Do you find it curious that a police car cruised by while I was shooting this?
Friday, May 22, 2009
Tourists and locals packed the Vegas Strip nightly to swing to the sensational sax sounds of Carl Ferris. The remarkable musician belts out his own original compositions that may be purchased on site by virtute of CD. Or, plucked up at his web site for a song. HD Video capture by Julian Ayrs @ The Tattler.
May not be used for commercial purposes without the permission of the artist Carl Ferris or the Videographer Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
The Lifeguard. Ultimate homoerotic fantasy! Human Art Series by Julian Ayrs @ the Pop Culture.
At GAY PRIDE 1st week of June, Prince Charming or a Knight in "Shining" Armour might just turn up. So, be your buffed best, eh? Bottoms up! Window display courtesy of Love Connection (WeHo).
One of the biggest problems for actors is getting over stage fright. BANG - one of the top IMPROV companies in the Los Angeles area got it right, though. Their studio fronts on to busy Fairfax Avenue with a big picture window. Lookie-loo's can take a gander with no obligation. Captured on HD Video by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
The ulimate Male Model. Chiselled features! Baby Blues! Classic Looks!
When I flipped through the morning newspaper and stumbled across Arthur Erickson's obituary, one or two disturbing memories were dredged up.
C'est la vie!
Years ago, our professional paths crossed in Vancouver (B.C.) when I was a struggling artist (painter/sculptor) and his star was on the rise in the exciting field of architecture on the picturesque West Coast of Canada.
One day, amid quite a bit of fanfare, it was announced that Erickson had been commissioned by the burgeoning city to design Robson Square (pictured below) in downtown Vancouver.
On the heels of the announcement, Erickson's architectural team put out a call for a dynamic piece of sculpture - to fulfill the role of centerpiece - for the tantalizing project which was going to span over several blocks in what amounted to a lush garden setting.
After reviewing the submission guidelines, it hit me like a bolt of lightning.
If I designed a piece of sculpture that was not only aesthetically-pleasing - but functional as well - surely I would nab the assignment hands-down.
After all, the neon tube light sculpture I conjured up in my creative eye would not only add an eye-catching decorative flourish, but provide much-needed lighting for the breath-taking open space which was to include a world-class skating rink on the landing below.
I hired a competent draftsman to professionally prepare the designs in scale, at which point, I excitedly submitted the professional package to the officials in charge of the competition.
A few weeks after the deadline for entries passed, I was informed by way of a curt letter that my concept for the "Light Sculpture" was rejected on the grounds that the materials involved - neon, transformers, and delicate tubing - were too expensive to render the art piece cost effective for the Robson Street project.
If I recall, the price tag was approximately $30,000.00.
A mere drop in the bucket, when you consider that the city fathers slated millions upon millions of taxpayer dollars to erect what was intended to be a "landmark" architectural gem in downtown Vancouver.
What a disappointment.
But, a few months down the road, the depression over the loss of the commission turned into downright anger.
One day, while I was perusing the morning paper, I happened across a notice that greedy self-absorbed Arthur Erickson had been hired to design one of the subway stations on the newly-approved extension to the existing line.
I was flabbergasted when I read a description of the design he proposed for the space.
Erickson's "neon light" proposal for the space "mirrored" my own creation.
That slug literally stole my concept, idea, and design right out from under me.
I dashed to my typewriter (no table-top PC's in those days, folks) and fired off a letter.
In sum, I demanded that Mr. Erickson explain why an individual of his stature and prestige in the architectural arena - blessed with a deep well of creative and financial resources - would have the audacity to steal the work product of a struggling young artist without so much as a nod or a "thank you very much".
You got it.
Erickson didn't even give me the courtesy of a reply.
Ironically, when Robson Square was erected and a gallery had been installed in the mall area downstairs on the street level later, I was asked to exhibit a handful of my sketches and paintings in a group show of local artists.
At that juncture, the original sketches for the neon light sculpture I designed, had been beautifully framed - so, cheeky devil that I am - I displayed the incriminating sketches for all the world to see.
Of course, my intention was diabolical.
I proceeded to pen background info on the neon light sculpture; then, it was summarily posted abreast the three framed drawings, so the ugly issues would be in the forefront.
Natch, I included the details about the design being originally rejected by the team of Robson Square architects, then later "lifted" by Erickson without my permission for use at the subway station just a hop-and-a-skip outside of the city.
The allegations were hung in plain view; consequently, thousands of visitors to the gallery read 'em over a four week period.
In spite of the embarrassing finger-pointing, I never heard a peep out of Erickson.
Curiously, there were no complaints from friends or business associates, or requests that the "offending" tell-all be removed from the Robson Square gallery.
The unscrupulous builder also rubbed quite a few architects the wrong way, too, due to his lack of integrity and ethics.
For example, Erickson was inclined to politic and back-stab in social circles, with the specific aim of securing commissions for his firm - and ultimately - exalting his name and reputation in the community at large.
For example, after the incident with me, he put his "foot in it" when he accepted a commission from Pierre Elliot Trudeau to design the Canadian Embassy in Washington (D.C.), in spite of the fact the judges chose another Architect's stunning design for the prestigious project.
In spite of an outcry (and scandal) that followed, Erickson didn't even have the integrity - or the decency - to bow out gracefully so that the winning entrant could take the reins and erect the showcase Canadians were entitled to.
Bad Karma must have caught up with Mr. Erickson, because the building he imagined the crown jewel in his lofty empire - was hailed in most quarters as lacklustre and a critical failure.
Questions were also raised over the years about his lack of foresight when he it came to the obvious.
For instance, Erickson pigheadedly pushed forward his designs for the "Museum of Anthropology" (a structure primarily crafted in glass that any fool with an ounce of intelligence could have anticipated might leak in torrential rainfalls) in spite of the fact he knew full well the flawed design was being erected in a region of the Pacific Northwest known for its unrelenting stormy blasts.
It leaked profusely, on occasion.
Shortly after those embarrassing scenarios loudly sounded sour notes around the architectural landscape, his professional career went into a decline.
Sadly, the aging Lothario ended up a pale reflection of himself.
Haunted by his own demons, I expect.
I trust when Erickson met his maker earlier this week - that he was forthright about his sins - otherwise he'll probably return in the next life mere brick and mortar.
Since I posted a couple of HD Video captures of LIVE PERFORMANCES by sensational saxophone player Carl Ferris on YouTube, fans around the globe have gotten warm & fuzzy over his soulful playing - and likewise - been dazzled by his remarkable finger-work on the instrument.
And, I just noticed when I played back a couple of the Videos this morning, that he has been getting a 5 star rating for his high-energy "feel-good" performances on the Vegas strip.
Hats off to Carl!
I was cutting across UCLA campus on Thursday when I spotted five or six clotheslines haphazardly strung from tree to tree with a-couple-of-dozen t-shirts flapping in the breeze on 'em with thought-provoking messages etched upon their faces.
HD Video (below)
A student holding vigile explained that the "Clothesline Project" is a non-partisan student organization which was established to raise awareness about the mulitiple and intersecting forms of sexual voilence in the community.
"Making a T-shirt is part of the healing process for survivors."
According to the non-profit group, for Survivors of sex crimes, actions taken like the one on the UCLA campus amount to a brave step towards speaking out about their sexual histories.
Essentially, the courageous act is intended to "break the silence".
In addition, family and friends of victims (who died as a result of sexual assault) may create a "shirt" in memory of their loved ones who fell victim to the atrocious sexual acts.
The Clothesline Project shirts are color-coded to represent the types of sexual violence that are ongoing daily in various communities around the country.
White, for instance, is "In Memory" of a loved one who was murdered as a result of sexual, domestic, or gender-based violence.
Red or Pink puts the spotlight on survivors of rape or sexual assault.
Individuals who were assaulted because of their sexuality or gender (who were attacked because they were perceived as lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, or intersex) are represented by the color purple.
Victims of incest and child sexual abuse are generally represented by blue or green hues.
According to staggering statistics:
*Every 2.5 minutes, there is a sexual assault (U.S. Dept. of Justice).
*1/3 of all females are forced into their 1st sex experience (WHO).
*1 of 16 rapists will spend a day in jail for their crime (RAINN)
*1 in 4 women experience sexual violence by a partner (WHO).
*1 in every 10 rape victims are Male (RAINN).
To get involved with the Clothesline project:
Imaginative one-of-a-kind window displays at thrift store
Thursday, May 21, 2009
when spiritually reflected upon
Collection of Poems
Julian Ayrs...reference link to feature film "DIM SUM FUNERAL" post launches raunchy porn site! Don't blame moi...
Well, it looks like the naughty mischievous flesh pots are at it again!
While the cat is away, the mice will play.
Yesterday, I was searching for some pertinent reference material on the Internet, when I came across a link to a "Dim Sum Funeral" post (google search) that was allegedly written by moi.
Since I have reported on the Independent film (which just nabbed distribution) no alarm bells went off.
Naturally, I was curious as to which post it was referring to, so I clicked on the link.
I quickly scrambled to minimize the screen before any acquaintances lolling about within eyesight could get a gander at the PC.
Why, pray tell?
For starters, an unexpected barrage of uncontrollable pornographic images flooded the screen, at whim!
But, the diabolical sex acts proliferating before me - in no way, shape, or form - matched up with any of the publicity stills I uploaded in tandem with the posts for the red carpet interviews or the critique drafted for the Indie film shot in Vancouver (B.C.)
After an investigation, I determined that some scoundrel hi-jacked my name (Julian Ayrs) and manipulated a google reference with the express intent of transporting unsuspecting web surfers (in search of my material) to a porn site outside of the realms of my own blog and personal web site. (http://www.julianayrs.com/)
A similar incident occurred last year.
When the bogus site came to my attention, I duly penned a post to forewarn - readers, media hounds, and the paparazzi - that I had no association with that graphic porn site.
I surmised at the time that the web site owner concocted the scheme to trade on my rising fame, and the popularity of my blog site, in a deceitful bold-faced effort to direct traffic to his or her porn site.
Shortly after I posted a "disclaimer", though, the link disappeared off the Internet.
Hence, I assumed that the little rascals got tired of their merry chase and found greener pastures elsewhere to chow down on.
Now, it would appear that the same purveyors of the skin trade (or a nefarious other few, as yet, unknown to me) are trying to cash in on my high-profile name and heavily-trafficked blog site once again.
Oh well, that's life.
Ironically, I'm not even a fan of porn.
In the aftermath of the last fiasco, I laughed it off to friends.
"I'd rather be part of the action, than sit on the sidelines jerk**g off," I guffawed wildly.
When it gets right down to the nitty-gritty, I'm flattered by all of the titillating - um - exposure.
But, I'm not surprised.
After all, no one has ever complained about my athletics in bed, yet!
Yup, there's a lot to be said about a big swinging di** in Hollywood, I expect.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Last night I got quite a surprise when I clicked on a Twitter update.
Vegas is following me.
Golly, I hit the jackpot.
After all, I don't recall ever having a city's fans follow me before.
Maybe the Mayor will present me with a key to "Sin City" on the heels of this enviable honor?
And, why not, I'm a likely candidate!
A flurry of upbeat posts I penned on the desert oasis this past week must have cheered up die-hard fans considerably.
Until I sauntered into town at High Noon, Vegas stalwarts were crying the blues about slumping Hotel reservations - and a staggering loss of revenue due to the failed economy - that had turned Bugsy's little gem upside down.
I must have hit the target with mouth-watering posts about 99 cent Daiquiris, scrumptious deep-fried oreos, and the bevy of bodacious babes that serve 'em up with a come-hither look @ Mermaids at the Fremont Street experience nightly.
Obviously, night owls were also delighted with a video clip that featured the eye-popping marquee @ Glitter Gulch, a prestigious Gentleman's club.
Entertaining footage featuring a sensational saxophone player (local musician Carl Ferris), a charismatic country-rock performer by the name of Scotty Alexander, and an Alice Cooper tribute band obviously scored big on the richter scale, as well.
The dazzling light shows captured on HD Video were pretty much a sensory knock-out, too.
While the last-minute jaunt to Vegas wasn't too expensive (I rustled up a spacious suite at rock-bottom prices at Expedia last-minute) the impromptu trek turned out to be quite fortuitous.
After documenting four sun-drenched fun-filled days & exotic starry nights in the destination hot spot, I am the toast of the town.
In contrast, Harvey Feirstein was nearly tarred & feathered and banned from the glitzy Vegas strip, for criticizing the powers-that-be for trimming the length of Broadway Shows that hit town.
Nothing personal, Harvey.
In a nutshell, it all boils down to dollars and common sense.
Russian Roulette, anyone?
At a press conference yesterday, Robert Pattinson - sexy star of the Twilight vampire serials penned by Stephenie Meyer and brought to the silver screen by Summit Entertainment - confirmed he inked a pact to appear before the cameras for the 4th chapter when it lenses (Breaking Dawn).
It wasn't much of a gamble for the producers; after all, domestic ticket sales for the 1st Chapter of the Vampire saga peaked @ a staggering $190 Million.
A die-hard fan base (consisting mostly of primping teenage girls pining after sexy heart-throb Robert Pattinson) and a fascination with Vamp culture pretty much guarantees long successful runs for all 4 features in the popular series.
In spite of the heavy work load in that blood-sucking end of the biz, Pattinson has managed to take on projects of personal interest, as well.
Recently, he tackled a challenging role in "Little Ashes", for instance.
Set in Madrid in 1922, the tale focuses on a young Salvador Dali (Pattinson) who meets filmmaker Luis Bunuel (Mathew McNulty) and writer Federico Garcia Lorca (Javier Beltran) while attending University.
Fans of "Twilight" may be a little shell-shocked when they slip into a local theatre to catch the artsy-fartsy feature.
Yup, Robert Pattinson and Javier Beltran take a stab at a homoerotic soft-porn love scene!
Reports from the closed set hinted that this couple of straight dudes couldn't fathom their butts from their little doggies in the worst way.
In fact, Pattinson whined to a GQ editor that the extremely graphic sex scenes were not a regular piece of - um - cake.
"The hardest part was doing it doggie-style."
"Because we're both straight, what we were doing seemed kind of ridiculous," he quipped in an afterthought.
We gather from the Twilight series that Pattinson can suck, though!
News @ 11!
Make-up, do something with those pits!
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
So versatile! And, flattering to the Silhouette! Why, it's the classic T-shirt.! The savvy stylish fellow will pair 'em this summer (2009) with designer knock-offs, body-hugging jeans, or virile military fatiques even. Not just window-dressing. Captured on HD Video by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
The Queen tribute is one of the most popular.
Gets 'em rockin'.
But, when it is applied, it evokes the sensual.
Sleek chic "do's" are almost retro!
Captured on HD Video by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
Designers are clued in to the fact that because of the trend toward "same-sex" marriages , Wedding Gowns must be draped over models that appeal (and or represent) Brides of either sexual persuasion. So, it is no accident that faceless sexless mannikens are being used to fulfill the task. Retailers don't want to offend anyone, after all. It's a toss up for the Brides's Maids. HD Video capture by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
Just One LA is the place to trot off to if you're pining for splashy beachwear that will set you apart from the other Dudes. Sexy Bikini styles are all the rage (by the way, it IS next door to Rage) with a focus on bright eye-catching peacock hues! Happy Memorial Day, eh? Caught on HD Video by Julian Ayrs.
Here's the skinny! Stylish sleek with-it Dudes are trotting off to the beach in less fabric this summer! Sexy "dare you" Bikinis in eye-catching peacock hues are turning heads! That's for sure.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Heart-throb Ricky Nelson recorded this ballad back in 1963. It triggers dusty memories of my youth. I recall snuggling up in bed late at night listening to the top 40 on my transistor radio while everyone in the house was fast asleep.
Yoko Ono...tweets for social & political causes! A call for submissions for Fluxhibition # 3 in Fort Worth...
Yoko is a real whirlwind!
Daily her "tweets" fly into my update box @ Twitter and I am constantly astounded at her involvement in so many worthy causes.
Today, there is a plea for the release of Daw Aung San Suu Kyi, for instance.
Daw Aung San Suu Kyi is the leader of the opposition party in Myanmar - the National League for Democracy - and has been detained for 13 of the past 19 years (house arrest).
Recently, Suu Kyi reignited criticism of the military junta - and ultimately - a call from world leaders for her immediate release.
In March 2009, the U.N. Working Group on arbitrary detention lamented that the detention of Daw Aung San Suu Kyi violated both international law and Myanmar’s domestic legislation.
My sources say the current order for detention is set to expire on May 27 (2009).
Yoko, and others, have jumped on the bandwagon to ensure the wrongful acts against Suu Kyi come to a peaceful end.
Please pledge your support, if possible!
In another tweet, Yoko invited artists to submit their work for an upcoming exhibition to be held in Fort Worth, Texas.
The show has an intriguing title!
"International Fluxhibition # 3"
The novel show will focus on an exhibition of - Fluxus Boxes, Cases, Kits & Containers - which will be crafted by a handful of contemporary Fluxus Artists.
Yoko noted there won't be any jury selection process.
In fact, all pieces submitted, will be accepted.
Deadline for submissions: June 30th (2009)
Fluxhibition # 3 will consist of Fluxus Boxes, Kits, Cases and/or Fluxus Objects.
The art display will be held in July at The University of Texas in Arlington (TX).
Submitted works will become part of the permanent collection of the FluxMuseum (fluxmuseum.org) and included in future exhibitions as well.
A catalogue will be produced for the show and available for purchase after the exhibit.
A great promotion for the artists, eh?
In addition, images of all the fluxus renderings will go on permanent exhibit at the FluxMuseum web site after the art show closes.
1) Create a Fluxus box, case, or kit using a classic theme or one new.
2) Send Fluxboxes, Fluxcases & Fluxobjects by June 30th (2009).
3) Attend the show in person if you can .
4) Write or contribute a related essay for the catalogue.
5) When catalogues go on sale, buy one.
6) Support the cause!
Submissions & Inquiries
6955 Pinon Street
Fort Worth, Texas 76116
When "tweets" of interest pop up out-of-the-blue from Yoko, I'll be sure to pass the fascinating artist's info along!
I was pleasantly surprised to receive an e-mail over the weekend informing me that statuesque beauty - Shannon Tweed - was now following me on Twitter!
A few weeks ago, our paths crossed at the Roosevelt Hotel, when Ms. Tweed & Gene Simmons appeared on the red carpet to show their support for a "Rally" to raise funds for the Los Angeles Children's Hospital.
In spite of the fact my new HD Video camera was fresh out-of-the-box that afternoon, and I was frantically trying to fathom how to operate the amazing gizmo, I managed to capture a handsome shot of the winsome twosome which I proudly posted on YouTube that night for the madding crowds to peruse.
By the way, eyes light up when I preview the clip for friends & acquaintances around town, so maybe I am on the right track creatively with my insightful "third" eye.
Of course, turn-about is fair play, so I cruised over to the Twitter home base of operations (and with the sweep of a deft finger) ceremoniously tapped Shannon's - um - "follow" button, too.
Now, I can keep track of Shannon's "tweets" without the need for a press release.
Thought I would get up to speed on the actresses' scuttlebutt, so I perused a couple of the latest updates.
I nearly fell out of my armchair when she noted in one post she'd just been in Las Vegas!
Golly, I just cruised back from "Sin" city bright and early yesterday morning.
Do you suppose we passed each other in traffic on Highway 15?
I was in a black SUV.
But, I expect that Ms. Tweed was in a sleek limousine.
A white one, just betcha!
I was really impressed when Gene's better-half casually mentioned she zipped in to say hi to "Hef" when she was in town.
I don't know many people - in fact, no one - on a first-name basis with the Playboy King!
However, I do have one small connection with the trail-blazing pioneer from yesteryear.
For example, I reported in a post a few months ago that one of the first modelling gigs I landed in Hollywood was through an agent at Playboy Models which was located on Sunset Boulevard in its early heyday.
Like me, it appears that Shannon is a bit of a "newbie" when it comes to tweeting.
In one update, she mused that she wasn't sure how to use the social tool effectively just yet, so she offered up the suggestion that followers could use the Twitter phenomenon to ask her questions about her life, career, what-have-you.
Great idea, for starters!
And, her reflection on the matter, triggered some thoughts of my own on the issue.
Twitter may be a potential substitute for a sort-of social register - or introduction service - for instance.
If you recall, years ago, folks - upper crust ones in particular - thought it very low class to chat a stranger up in an elevator, on a busy city street, or without a formal introduction by way of a trusted confidante, family member, or social contact.
In the wild & woolly world of today, it makes sense therefore to sign up with a social hub like Twitter, then casually "follow" an individual at a safe distance without any obligation until such time as there has been an opportunity to establish a sense of who the person is, determine what their hopes and dreams are in life - and ultimately - fathom if there is a place for that individual in the social, political and/or spiritual circles they travel in.
In the event the experiment doesn't pan out, well, no foul - eh?
Looking forward to more "tweets" Shannon; after all, they've been a joy thus far!
And, at least we have Vegas, right?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Google...glitches in their system @ YouTube may cause videos not to broadcast! Staff at Internet giant have wasted my valuable time & cost me $$$.
Yes, I know you're frustrated.
You cruised to the Tattler site to view a few of the new blog posts - which featured my HD Video recordings from Las Vegas (a Carl Ferris "saxophone sensation" video among them) - but an error message has been advising you to check back later.
How do you think I feel?
I spent about two hours preparing videos at the local Internet Cafe at a cost of about $25.00.
Yup, at that precise moment, they shut down the site for maintenance.
So, my uploads were lost.
At this juncture, all you folks are owed an apology, and I am owed about $25.00 in costs and two hours spent toiling at the computer trying to deliver up those Music Videos.
Does Google care?
It doesn't appear so.
They have taken on the old mantra of the telephone company.
"We're Google. We don't have to care."
What a shoddy way to treat people (clients, by the way).
So, you'll have to cruise back tomorrow for the goodies.
Curiously, earlier today when someone asked me about search engines and Internet companies, I asserted quite confidently that Google was one of the best companies on the world-wide-web.
Now that this snafu has caused them to fall from Grace, I guess I'll have to take that back.
It's frustrating as heck trying to work with people when the effort is hindered by their lack of any sense of integrity or professionalism.
For a sampling of rinky-dink google product, check out the edit bay or spell check, at blogspot.
What a flimsy software joke!!!
Nestell Bovee said it best:
"The small courtesies sweeten life; the greater ennoble it."
Curiously, when I clicked on links to videos on other web sites today after my video list went down, those creative recordings were playing without any snafus or problems all afternoon. Was this an example of selective maintenance at google or what? Enquiring minds want to know.
Jim Morrison may be haunting his old digs at the Alta Cienega Motel in West Hollywood.
Yesterday, after I shot some footage of the Motel from across the street, I zoomed in for an up-close image of the name of the cozy little establishment.
After my lens settled on the end position, I was about to fade to black. Suddenly, something very eerie occurred. An orange & yellow light sprang to life and not only illuminated the face of the Motel - but also - cast a warm glow in the center of my video!
Watch the video quite closely and see for yourselves. Was it a coinicidence that the light came on when it did? Or, was Morrison's ghost playing tricks with me?
I am a well-known psychic and I used to appear each week on a TV Show about the occult - Tomorrow's Fortune - on CKVU TV in Vancouver, B.C.
Was the Doors lead singer keen on the fact he might be able to use my "sensitivity" to acknowledge to die-hard fans that his spirit is alive and that he is haunting the Alta Cienega Motel? It was quite a mystical experience to me.
Shot on HD Video on Saturday May 16th (2009).
A stroll along tony Robertson last night brought me face -to-face with this Bodacious Babe posing erotically for style stalkers like moi! Chic cocktail dress impeccably paired with eye-catching accessories cry out: Style Babe! Video shot by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
Carl Ferris gets down with his sensational sax playing at the Fremont Street experience in Las Vegas! Here's a knock-out snippet of a segment of HD Video coverage shot by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler earlier this week. Glitches at YouTube have caused delays in posting a handful of other recordings on the net, but I expect all choice original captured on tghe strip this past week will be available for die-hard fans to delight in by Monday (May 18th). Enjoy!!!
Under construction for the past year due to a fire which razed the place, Micky's swung open its doors recently much to the delight of die-hard fans. Same old same old. Hot strippers! Exotic cocktails! Party-hearty atmosphere. HD Video by Julian Ayrs @ the Tattler.
Fashionista ponders her next shopping spree! Tip to the style mavens: don't plunk down the cash in one hefty breeze-through. Share the wealth and stylishly mix 'n match to whip up some individual flair!