10 Things

As I was browsing through some other blogs, I saw that Flashes of Style had created this list, and was challenging others to do the same. So I thought, why not?

10 Things that make me happy.

1. Getting flirty sweet text messages from the one I love.

2. Shopping for the cutest shoes and finding the last pair in my size.

3. Splashing through puddles without my feet getting wet.

4. Turning on the radio in time to hear my favorite song starting.

5. Random things. Like pineapples.

6. Sketching to some awesome music.

7. Eclectic yet beautiful fashion editorials.

8. Falling in love with something that I created.

9. Doing something to make the person dearest to me happy.

10. This incredibly adorable dragon ring on Etsy.com! MUST HAVE.

http://www.etsy.com/listing/59171545/steampunk-dragon-ring-dragon-body-wrap

What makes you happy? =]

A Coming-of-Age Tale

Foxfire (1996)
Cast: Angelina Jolie, Hedy Burress, Jenny Shimizu, etc.

I decided to watch this movie on a whim. I wasn't sure what to expect, but despite a few moments of predictability, I was blown away. It's a classic depiction of 90's teenage angst and a world before cell phones and parental paranoia. The characters gain a sense of freedom, confidence, and audacity through the strength of their friendship.

One of my favorite things about the movie is Angelina Jolie's character, 'Legs', and her complete lack of inhibition. She's the ultimate badass. I found this screencap (via Google) of her tattooing Hedy Burress, an incredibly intimate scene, and probably one of my favorites.



As each girl is branded with the symbol of fire to "commemorate" their adventures, Mazzy Star's "Into Dust" makes the perfect musical accompaniment.

Goldie: "Wow, this is great! Buttinger is such a Fuck!"

LV >>Droolworthy

I'm going to try to make a point to write every day. It might not be on a public blogging site, but writing is a good way to keep the mind fresh and the creative juices flowing. I actually started this post weeks ago, but never got around to completing it, not being able to find the words to say to describe the basic feelings in my head. So, in short, I wanted to say that Marc Jacobs is my hero and the Louis Vuitton Spring/Summer 2011 collection is beautiful. Instead of struggling to go into painstaking detail on all of the individual elements that make it whole, I'm just going to say I love it. The colors, the textiles, the silhouettes, they are all ingeniously styled and constructed. Here is where I have compiled a few of my favorite looks.





The open tops with the frog clasps are my favorite things about the collection. They have completely seduced me. They just look so easy, and I don't mean in a vulgar way. It's the simplest of garments, yet worn in a way that really flatters these lovely ladies. I'm in love.

The hot pants, on the other hand, I'm not too crazy about, but I can acknowledge their importance to the collection. Of course, the last look posted here has a rather awkward "tuft" in a rather suggestive place. Need I say more? >_>

Continuing on. I'm going to try to write every day. May it be a blog post, a poem, or a collection of my thoughts, words shall be my muse. And maybe I'll share a bit of it, too.

Fashion Week 2010. A few thoughts...

I decided to share Vassilios Kostetsos' Spring/Summer 2011 collection for a few reasons. One, that I was privileged enough to be present, Two, that I honestly didn't care too much for the collection at first, which leads me to reason Three: it surprised me. I realized that even though this collection is in now way at all wearable, (I mean, it's fashion week, how many actually are?) it is definitely full of drama and glamor. After watching it backstage and then seeing it on the bigscreen a few more times, I came to see an underlying notion I hadn't noticed before. Of course, I could be way off base here, but this collection, even the designer, is very focused on the glamorous idea of fashion. The idea of fashion being fabulous and beautiful and dramatic all the time is purely fantasy. Many people fail to acknowledge the less-than-wonderful aspects of fashion: Haute Couture is disappearing, and WalMart and Forever21 are banking on private label designs. This was not a million dollar collection. It may have cost that much, but that money is not coming back. Hopefully Kostetsos has a perfume or accessory line to fund his over the top line, but I will say that as a show, this collection was a success.

Well, Kostetsos could either be brilliant, or delirious. Maybe this is the only fashion he sees, and everyone who disagrees can suck it!

P.S. You can totally see me in the background at precisely 29seconds. WHAT. xD

:quote: Well this is me :unquote:

The secret of life is to appreciate the pleasure of being terribly, terribly deceived.
- Oscar Wilde

A little bit of boredom + a closet full of accessories = my little shoe ensemble here.


Here I paired my strappy little Calvin Kleins with a stripey pair of socks, and topped them off with cozy brown legwarmers. It was actually quite comfortable. And you can also see a display of my disgusting ugly wallpaper from the year 1963. (Maybe that's exaggerating) But I like this ensemble because of the variety of hues and textures. It's playful and eccentric.

This might be an interesting photo story. A cacophony of feet.

Networking is Notworking.

Hello to all who happen to stumble across this blog. There has been a serious lack of posting as of late. It depresses me. Which it should. Because my life was so exciting that I had no time to write! Alas... my internships and freelance work have all ended, so I'm back to the drawing board.

In short: I need a job.

But I can't complain! New York Fashion Week turned out to be one of the most amazing experiences I've had since coming to New York. I was given the opportunity to work backstage at Alexander Berardi, and I was able to get backstage on several other shows just because I was escorting a young teenage model. Words cannot describe the amazingness. Here I am, some nobody, breathing the same air as Christian Siriano, Vivienne Tam, Victoria Beckham (who even said hi to me)... THESE THINGS DON'T HAPPEN TO PEOPLE LIKE ME. And yet they did. So maybe... just maybe I'm meant for bigger things. I refuse to accept that my moment is over. This is the beginning.

A teaser from Christian Siriano