Sunday, September 18, 2011
Last night I saw The Flaming Lips and they were glorious. I'm so glad I went and didn't participate or view any college football. I really hate football because I think it's incredibly boring. Anyway. The concert was fabulous. Wayne Coyne is out of control. Even if you don't like The Flaming Lips, the theatrics were enough to keep you entertained. Good thing I think they rule. Giant balloons, confetti and lasers everywhere, all the time. Surreal.
I feel better every day.
Thursday, September 15, 2011
This collection was extremely sporty to me. I think it was the swim cap/headband things. I love the structure of this pantsuit and the alternating greys in the pockets and buttons. I am super girly when it comes to dressing myself and when I have to abide by Western business dress, I always opt for a pencil skirt, but there is something extremely sexy about this pantsuit. No. I don't think sexy is the right word. Strong? This is a completely unoriginal phrase, but it's a masculine shape with a feminine twist. (Gag). Ok and this dress? Didn't even care about it when I clicked through the looks, but it MOVES.
I have never wanted a sweatshirt any more than this seafoam one. Actually this might be my favorite look of the entire collection. Weird choice? Idk. I seriously want this sweatshirt so so bad. It's seafoam green and shiny. I can't explain my attraction to it. Gimme gimme. Next look is just as lust-worthy. I think if this look, with the collar in the seafoam green would be perrrfect. I am surprised at how much I love both of these looks; neither one I would ever choose if I saw them in a store. Maybe the sweatshirt, but then I'd put it back and be like, it's just a sweatshirt, I'd rather have a dress.
I liked this when I clicked through the images, but I loved it when I saw it move. I love love love that red and I would be content with having a pocketed button down in every color imaginable. I think the button down is so versatile and the perfect amount of androgyny. Ok so this last coat? Perfect. My favorite piece of the whole collection. Even more than the sweatshirt. It's just so pretty. And so me. I love pretty, sparkle, shine, glitter, feminine and 3/4 sleeve coats, regardless of how impractical they are.
I didn't include any of these looks, but there a whole bunch of scale-y dresses and skirts, which reminded me a lot of Prada fall 2011. Also, the socks and pointy toe stilettos reminded me of Prada fall 2010. I know the socks + heels has been done a countless number times in every city, but Prada FW10 will always come to mind.
Marc by Marc Jacobs was fun. It was bright, preppy, wearable and American. This first dress reminds me of origami. I'm very into the jacket in the second look, but I think half of my attraction to this outfit is the fact that Karlie Kloss is working it. Girl can WALK. Bow down.
I like this less now that I see it here haha. But I still think it's playful and my spring/summer wardrobe is not complete without some form of obnoxious ruffle detail. I LOVE THIS SWIMSUIT. I love it. Seriously. I'm going to buy it. But really. First I'm going to lose 15 lbs and grow 5 in. Loljk. Not about the 15 lbs though. Because no one looks that good in a one-piece unless you're 5'9+ and 100 lbs. But back to my swimsuit lusting. Seriously though. I love this retro feel and the little pocket flap things are too cute to pass up. MbMJ orange one-piece, you will be mine come summer 2k12.
Simple. Cool. Marc. Love. Ruffle. How many one word phrases can I use before it gets annoying? Too late. I like this skirt a lot.
Marc rules. I worship him. Everything he does is nothing short of perfect, Marc my words :)
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
I am weirdly caught up on my school work, so I don't even feel that bad about going drooling over Fashion Week. Except even though I don't have work to do, I feel like I should be studying or something. Whatever. I'm not.
Ummm OSCAR DE LA RENTA. Let's talk about it. So like, Oscar is my favorite designer. I want him to do my wedding dress. I've said it before, but Oscar knows how to dress a woman and make her look perfect. This collection was superb. Su-perb. I think the very first look might be my favorite. That mustard color is insane. The black toile works without looking like a bumblee- no easy feat. I can't get over how much I love the croptop top + voluminous skirt. It's my favorite part about this collection. Love the red and ivory combo as well.
Such a cute little frock this is. Had to include it, because I love yellow. For a long time I wanted yellow in my wedding, but I've changed my mind. After the mustard and black croptop/skirt combo, this beige one is my second favorite. Oh, I haven't even talked about how much I love the hair in this show; it's so nonchalant and went so well with the t-shirt paired with a ball gown look.
And now we transition into Alexandre Herchcovitch. This collection legitimately made me smile and almost giggle. I'm not sure why. I think it was the round sunglasses (which are popping up everywhere!) and the perfect Stepford wife feel of this entire collection. The fabrics were really pretty, and reminded me of the Orient.
I love clothes. I love Fashion Week. I love talking about the clothes at Fashion Week. Stay tuned for more!
Friday, September 9, 2011
I apologize for my recent entries and their content. I also apologize for the overlap between this blog and my Tumblr. I just really wanted both of my social media audiences to feel sorry for me and listen to my whining. I'm done though.
I received an e-mail this morning that brought me to tears, it was so kind and smart. I am done feeling sorry for myself. I am done with my cryptic entries and sad song lyrics. I have been incredibly blessed with sweet, intelligent friends that have offered me advice and comfort, and for them I am so thankful. There are people in the world who have suffered much worse than I ever have in my 19 years. I am healthy. People care about me. I have the opportunity to attend a great university, obtain an education and hope someday to change people's lives as a result. I have things to do and places to see. I am done wasting my time feeling bad about and pitying myself. My life is glorious. I am ok. I accept.
"As time goes on you'll understand what lasts lasts, what doesn't doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve yourself"
Thursday, September 8, 2011
I am puzzled. I am sad. I am hurt. I am anxious. I can't wait. I want to open my mouth and let everything I'm thinking and feeling and wanting so terribly to say fall out, but I can't and I won't. I am quiet. I keep secrets. I play games and sooner or later, I will lose. I feel small. I feel terrible, but I look fine, and really, I am fine.
I am fine.
Monday, September 5, 2011
I've said it many times, but I treat this thing like a journal, because I don't keep a real one. In a journal you write about your life- joys, triumphs, challenges, sorrows.
Sometimes the teenage girl in me takes over and all I want to do is whine and vent via social media, so I have chosen my least popular outlet to express how I feel, because it takes too long to write it down and I don't want to talk to anyone. Honestly, I hate cryptic bloggers. I hate cryptic blog entries that are obviously about a particular issue, but the blogger writes the go-to sad song lyrics (Ingrid Michaelson) and posts weird, Myspace-like images instead of saying what's really on their mind. Sorry, I just became that blogger.
I am sad. I feel small. Things happen fast and take you by surprise. I haven't had time to be sad or maybe I haven't let myself be sad. I feel foolish and silly. I've only felt angry for a few minutes, but I think my anger was a facade for my sadness. I'm overreacting. I'm being dramatic. I feel like an idiot. I want to talk to someone, but I don't. I want to cry, and I have, for a few minutes. It's not that bad. I don't know why I think it's that bad. It's not even bad. Someone tell me to stop. Someone tell me to get over myself. Ok, this is enough. I'm starting to annoy myself.
I AM SO SAD BUT I PROBABLY WON'T BE IN A WEEK OR MAYBE LONGER THAN THAT. I DON'T KNOW.