Scout Willis

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A StyleLikeU Production, directed by Magdalena Wosinska & starring Scout Larue Willis

As I slammed the door to the way of life I had become conditioned to after twenty years of inundation and repression in the form of my childhood home I let out the most primal of screams. And with this scream the most sudden release of the maddening mantras of an upbringing I had yet to face the horrors of. Clad in leathers, silks, turquoise, and blue jeans I set off before first light, seeking a truth as painful as it was freeing. I will yank that rotted tooth of deceit from the roots and god willing I will throw it into fiery seas, with this sacrifice will my long burdened heart remain disquieted? Read More

Split fires, save matches, be comforted that all must change eventually.

Dizzy from the smoke of that morning’s first cigarette, I thought to myself, “The comfort we find in familiarity is just a synonym for the fear we have of change. We are so comfortable in habits, so we simply inhabit the insecurities we are given by our parents, wear them in until they’ve got holes, patches, and stains, threadbare though they might be we still wear them. The difference,” I realized as I began to hitchhike the boulevard, “is whether it be done red faced or with a certain measure of heroic pride. If I reveal my flaws wholeheartedly then I have won, even if it is the smallest and first of many battles to come. And when I can finally revel in my deep festering, long scabbed over wounds then I finally might become my own master. I will air those wounds, bathe them in soothing tonics but feel their sting with all the pleasure of a soft kiss. For that feeling signals truth. All know that it is the truth which burns us with the bluest flame, the blistering first degree is a slap of reality, but that initial shock cannot hold a candle (pardon the pun) to the dull pounding ache of latent acceptance that will keep you awake at night clutching your heart.”

When I caught a lift headed north from a Jayne Mansfield look alike in a t-bird with diamonds hanging between tan bony cleavage, I said goodbye to Los Angeles as I knew it, to Laurel canyon mamas in cotton caftans crooning to tiny children, goodbye to awkward adolescent girls in chiffon prom dresses looking like palm trees, all legs and long tangled brown hair with red glitter barrettes shaped like parrots and sparrows, farmer’s markets populated by skinny punks with bleached out flat top hair, beautiful mohawked children waltzing in moshpits with bruises blooming on knife blade cheekbones, goodbye to pink car orgasms atop Mulholland drive reverberating off the canyon walls.

But the siren call of the desert was too strong to keep me there.

Shedding yet more skin when I found the leather clad dream lover warrior man from my most vivid visions, with his hot steel steed I had no whims to resist and so clambered astride just like my mother always told me not to. We slept on beaches and cliff fronts, and huddled ‘neath Navajo blankets, pale limbs scratched by Apache wool and beard alike. It’s senseless really. This naked teenage lust wanders lust. We watched everything disappear as we fled to the deserts where the city lights never stray and even the cactus are at peace, where sphinxes and stone cold foxes alike reside, we feasted on avocados, drank Mexican beer and lemongrass tea. Never mind to the wild Western winds chapping at my lips I am drunk on the newest way of life. But dawn awoke me in her freshest gown and once again I was gone. For the love of a man will never measure the love of road yet explored, so it is you dear road, shaped into my beloved unknown, that I worship. I climbed to the tallest heights in conditions of the most brutal sort, I summoned you, bravado. At the summit I made an altar in your name. Hands trembling as I lay out this old blanket and upon it all my cards.

And when you have seen them, the tarot, the sparrow, the knave, and the ace, I shall say to myself: Jump for now it is out of my hands. If I am meant to be caught, then I trust that I will and if my fate is to be smashed and cut and bruised as I catch each jagged edge, only to hit the ground with all my speeding force then I will do so. I will be broken into pieces, smaller than I am now to be sure, But no matter how damaged I will begin an ascent once more.

For what is the use of anything but the most savage of feelings? This agitation has been born within me and I have no time for meandering dull emotions I must not be done I must not be content with humdrum along the spectrum the fiery lust must only be conquered by the hardest darkest parts of the lonely soul. I am plunged into the unknown. I have written all I know and now all of the unknown that seeks to escape my bosom bleeds from me, my hands never write quick enough. I will be incendiary one day. I will finally combust spontaneous applause. Stand up and become all ash and cinder it will sound like the bass drum and a whiskey soaked song, it will smell of violets and tuberose and sex, it will be a spectacle, spectacular wandering lust combustion nervous of the result.

Directed by Magdalena Wosinka

Starring Scout Willis

Creative Direction, Cinematography, Styling by Patrick Orcutt

Photography by Magdalena Wosinska

Text by Scout Willis

Video Editing by Adam Saewitz

Hair and Makeup by Sandy Ganzer

StyleLikeU Executive Editor, Ramona Canino

StyleLikeU founders, Elisa Goodkind and Lily Mandelbaum

  • blackcat

    i actually really, really loved this. she’s so talented and creative.

  • Pete

    Great. A generation Y ad masquerading as free expression with celebrity kid as the subject and product. Hope she lands the reality show deal and looking forward to the agency tweets about her favorite skin products.

  • Stef

    Did Scout write the text?

  • marriane F

    she performed at school a few weeks ago,.

  • elisagoodkind

    yes Scout wrote the poem…she’s an amazing song writer too. xElisa

  • David Moore

    When a new moon rises,
    Some Howl for Attention
    seeking to Lie
    on the tail, in the shadow
    of the moon.

    The wolf’s eyes
    do not see this shadow,
    The wolf instead,
    challenges the lies
    cast by the reflections
    of the sun.
    The wolf challenges the night,
    willing to fight,
    heaven or hell, for fun
    or even, for nothing more than
    a voice, their place to run
    with the stars…

    Those who have chosen to take this beautiful expression
    and proclaim it to be anything less than beautiful art,
    they are merely jealous that they can not ever understand….

  • K

    I see nothing of fashion/style in this and I’m in the industry. It’s more like trying to get her name out there and doing whatever means necessary to accomplish it. Stick to school, Scout. Be somebody and do something worthwhile with your life. We don’t need another spoiled, little rich off of Mommy & Daddy’s money in the public eye. Be a positive influence on other young women. That is what the world needs today.

  • yogi_3333

    not to be taken lightly

  • Stephen Lee

    As a twenty two year old, who has always had a passion for reading and writing, coupled with a fond love for the profound beauty of the English language, I must say I am thoroughly impressed with the intellect and skill displayed in this piece. To weave so many compelling thoughts in such a seamless manner, indeed, is remarkable.

    It requires a high degree of skill to effectively communicate the meaning, message and vibe of this work due to the complexity of the writers very unique voice, however she communicates all of those points flawlessly; and as for that one of a kind voice of hers, it is one which she clearly knows, understands and makes her very own. Well done. Looking forward towards more work from this artist.

  • Don

    Edgy “Tinseltown” poetry. What the world needs now….

  • The Royal Oui

    Boring, trite, unoriginal. The photos are only passable because of the costuming and location, and she’s obviously trying really hard to be Francis Cobain. If she weren’t celebu-spawn those pics would never exist. She’s pretty, but let’s not kid ourselves- she doesn’t have model-looks, and she lacks the energy and spark for that deficiency to be overlooked.

  • marriane F

    that’s quite a rude thing to say, Donna Jean. Do you get your kicks being mean to young girls? go ahead and let your anger seethe out venomously towards this beautiful girl while you hide behind internet anonymity.
    I’m sure it makes you feel really really good about yourself.
    Scout, is brave as hell, and fucking beautiful.
    you, are just a mean bitter person.

  • joehollyweird

    That’s irony Donna J. Just what the poem and video are about; vanity. Something about the vanity of the world we live in focuses on delivery and not content. Funny how someone’s bum becomes the focus of media attention, when what they text is saying is “hey, focus on what’s inside.” excellent poem, excellent video. vanum populatum – annihilate vanity.

  • wmsweeney

    self indulgent tripe being presented as inspired poetry…

  • rose

    K, I am stunned that you would fill any of your time making such a judgmental and distasteful comment to such a beautiful person who is comfortable enough in her skin to stand on her own in this piehtce. Who are you to judge what is fashion and style and what is not? “working in the business” , that is a joke. art is art, “being “in” the fashion business does not make you an artist, as clearly you are not.

  • Donna Jean

    K makes sense.

  • stylelikeu

    @The Royal Oui
    I beg to differ. Everyone at Stylelikeu adores scout for her passion, intelligence and amazing spirit. We took these photos of her not because of who her parents are but because she is an incredible person. These photos would exist regardless of what her parents do for a living. Get off the site with that kind of judgement.

  • http://n/a Raven

    There is some very mature wisdom here. ” And when I can finally revel in my deep festering, long scabbed over wounds then I finally might become my own master.” I’m kind of envious–wishing I had the bravery to allow my soul to be free like this….

  • G

    my critique is for the creative director and not towards scout in anyway.

    personally i think the video is dreamy but scout looks very uncomfortable in most of the shots. shes doing these awkward model type poses that make no sense.

    she is moving as though she is being photographed for a catalog or a street style photo. its not effortless, natural, or candid.

    complete opposite actually.

    she appears to be nervous and not sure where to put her hands or what to do. watch the video closely and you will see this. her writing is beautiful but her lack of confidence unfortunately contradicts her prose.

    i agree when she says she has yet to “become her own master” but this is simply based on her body language.

    nice project, but we all know authenticity can not be faked.

  • shashi

    Wonderful writing, Scout. So passionate and free. Keep it up. This is your gift.

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