The perfect spring catalog for a perfect and beautiful spring day! The sun is warm and shining, there’s a soft breeze, my layers of clothes can be lightweight instead of adding thick or excessive layers. I can’t wait for flowers galore! My mother has already placed freshly cut daffodils in my home back in the 317 and I wish I could grow and afford flowers in my apartment up here at school.
Anyway, my newer fav, Magdalena Frackowiak, graces the spring-y pages of the J.CREW catalog and brings the perfect amount of sweetness to the shots. Now, go play outside in the weather. Skip class and swing, it’s worth it people!
So word is out that Anja Rubik is being the face for Fendi’s F/W 10-11 campaign. Not only does this excite me, but she’s apparently taking Jamie Bochert’s place as the face of Lanvin. I liked Jamie’s ads for Lanvin, they worked well with the flow of Lanvin’s expected flows and draping, but I’m really excited to what Anja will bring to the table. I think it would be great to have them both, but I suppose Alber is only feeling one girl at the moment. Straight to the top Anja, the world is yours, girl.
I was sitting in HTM today thinking about who I would place as my style icons. History of costume is a highly interesting subject for me and I could honestly study it and never get tired. I will add my icons as I think of them, but one has to be noted. Certainly, one of my favorite periods of costume was during the 18th Century, especially the Robe à la française, or the sack back gown, of the mid-1770′s to almost 1800. Marie Antoinette comes to mind during this time period as one of the most iconic fashion leaders during this period, probably because of the endless paintings that took place and her stance.
I love the elaborate details and satire of fashion that comes to play during this period. Men were often considered “dandies” or the “macaroni’s” in their attire, so women had to take it to the next level. Embellished fabrics, sack-back gowns, heavy petticoats, square hoops and panniers to the extreme hairstyles of wigs of high curls, powdered, frizzy hair, and even adornments such as the famous ship to celebrate naval victory. I love this period. I suggest all watch Sophia Coppola’s Marie Antoinette to get a glimpse of such extremes. Some may not enjoy the movie as it lacks the political aspect, but really, Marie became the Dauphine de France at the age of 14 and her innocence and immature adolescence was captured perfectly.
I’ve lost all hope in humanity. Really?! Okay, apparently before that awkward powder incident, she’s parading around town with Perez, a horrendously golden Perez at that. Not only that, but the picture with the one and only fabulous Liza leaves me absolutely speechless. It’s like spotting a rare animal mating out in the wild. This actually frightens me to no extent and I want to know what is happening in the world that it has to chew and spit this at me ever so violently. Well, I don’t know what to think about this world. I expect you to be bringing on the Apocalypse, raining frogs, blood, and all that jazz. Life apparently is no cabaret, old chum, so please tell me why this had to happen. I need Ms. Norbury to gather us in the school gym and explain this to me through group exercises and quickly thought up reasoning, because I have nothing that could help at this point.
Okay, apparently the first is at a Paramount party and the Lilo in a turquoise dress is at Perez’s birthday bash. Anyway, you have to wonder why she’s even there. I…just…don’t. On one hand, Lindsay is looking pretty good and has laid of the tanning. Only if she just let her lips alone and didn’t try so hard being sexy. She can do that without trying, otherwise it comes off skanky and filthy, and the latter is what has been really shining lately. Girl, call up Tina and get yourself back on track. Do it for me and my sanity, please and thank you. I’ll bring you endless Red Bull and Parliments you could ever dream of. Think of me, will you. Think of me.
Mmm, it’s no secret that I love sequins and long island ice teas. While Charlize is wearing a splendid amount of sequins here, she’s also a tall glass of long island ice tea, whatever that even means (I mean that with all sincerity and kindness, Charlize, as that could mean one part smog, three parts “The Jersey Shore,” with a splash of Coke. A compliment is what we wanted). She is a glamazon and dripping sparkles better than Ke$ha could vomit from a bender as a result from drinking and brushing with a bottle of Jack, which very well might be as dangerous as drinking and driving. Keep up the pretty, Charlize.
Now, I would like to see you in a serious role soon, preferably where you don’t have to make yourself ugly to show your talent. Oh, make sure Will Smith is far away from that role that I suggest, because let’s be honest, Hancock was a terrible choice in your career, and I can only forgive so much. I’ve already forgiven the Galliano Oscar gown for it’s sheer awesome-ness and flower boobs.
Lindsay, Lindsay, Lindsay. I’m highly confused what is happening in these latest photos. While I see your potential and that shining star that has since faded into oblivion of “The Insider” interviews and endless wackadoo Tweets about something or other. I don’t even know what to say? Unless you are too high to remember how to do coke, this confuses me at a level I cannot comprehend.
I really like the dress, but your face has surpassed what only a mother could love. Not even Donatella could love a mug like that. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you to get it together. Britney was more sane as the Incredible Hulk smashing cars with an umbrella and shaving her head, which was the most genius cry for attention in recent news. Lindsay, step up the game, child. What do you want from me Lindsay Lohan?! I appreciate what you can bring to this potential table, but right now it seems inevitable for you to die from a foot overdose on cocaine…and I don’t even know what that means.
I don’t know, maybe you put a little too much baby powder or Dr. Scholl’s in your heels, because that could explain the look on your face. Despite all of this, this is still an improvement of the Lindsay Leggings-McGee Lohan that I fail to cherish under such circumstances. My opinions include sleep, sleep, sleep, and a shower. Call up Tina Fey, get some help or maybe just explaining what the hell is happening here. The end.
p.s. I like the dress. Keep that up, no leggings, and wear the heels instead of the flats or unflattering boots.
In an all gold editorial for i-D, Abbey Lee makes Prada, McQueen, and Sonia Rykiel among others sexier than usual. No matter how sexy she is, I just want to squeeze her and be friends. I like her so much more than Miranda Kerr, because she has more editorial and runway appeal. Much more than just a pretty face. Enjoy space cadets.
Has anyone else noticed how their is an increase in McQueen in editorials since his death? Abbey Lee in an editorial, Demi Moore in W and another I’ve recently seen. Anyway, I love the shoes on Anna mixed with her Prada.
These are some very interesting platforms. These stacked shoes are designed by Finsk for their A/W 2010-11 line. The first pair are a bit impractical, but the rest seem practical enough to wear and I would love to see these being worn out and about. While I certainly do not see some girl wearing them out to a frat party, I can see them in a major city as streetwear. I like the suede and the colors and would like them to be used on some platform pumps and sandals. Make it happen, Finsk.