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Stud-y this

One of these days these studded shoes are going to walk all over you

and these. durrrr

Imagine this... er, with clothes on, and in the street... looking semi-normal... but hot..

1) Studs walking down the street in Rome. Noooo no no, studs do not walk. They prance. They strut. They look deeply in your eyes for a millisecond, where you fall in love for-ev-er. Often have deep blue or brown eyes, stub-ble, and a beautiful smile. I will not mention their hair. That is another dimension of sexy. Another realm for sensual. We will not go there.

2) Studs on purses and backpacks. Texture-al stud-duction. Is that too much? Do I trespass and punneth too much? No. Because I have studded the sentence with puns. Studs are that in. Be-riddle me with love. Be-riddle me with shiny, metallic delights. Be-riddle me with fine men.

I am delirious.

Just got back from a pleasant stroll towards the beauteous Spanish Steps. We made love with Valentino. We caressed the fine cotton of Dolce & Gabbana. We stroked the fine leather of Gucci. Prostrated ourselves in front of the  Ferragamos. The fine male hired to be a live manniquin at D/G became objectified in our lustful eyes. Good. Good.

No false idols, just expensive ideals. I swear.

More lates. We are off to a fùtbol game tomorrow.

Gracious

Alexander McQueen is simply fantas-magnifi-orgasmic. He is an artiste.

Fashion is so cliche as it is; the names that make it big are different than the names that make their items marketable.

For example, I’ve been introduced to the work of two different freelance stylists, and their approaches are incredibly different. One practices styling as a pure form of art; the photoshoots are high/editorial fashion; the look is approachable only to a select few (some may point and say “elite”). The other has an incredibly keen edge on what will be marketed to whom; what kind audience will look at a certain edgy shirt and be 1) afraid or 2) stoked to buy it. You can see this in the way they run and manage their shoots.

A lot of fashion houses have trapped their creative director within these boundaries. Sure, there’s a difference between haute couture and pret-a-porter, but there’s a feeling that a creative ceiling exists– while many pieces of either line are unrealistically impractical– have they reached these heights of imagination, wide range of creative freedom?

Mcqueen's 2010 Spring Pret-a-porter via style.com

Resort 2010 via style.com

Spring 2010 Pret-a-Porter via style.com

Spring 2010 Pret-a-Porter via style.com

Spring 2010 Pret-A-Porter via style.com

Spring 2010 Pret-A-Porter via style.com

Spring 2010 Pret-A-Porter via style.com

Spring 2010 p/p via style.com

Clutch... literally! Spring 2010 P/P via style.com

Spring 2010 P/P via style.com

Spring 2010 P/P via style.com

Not to mention the hair!

Spring 2010 P/P via style.com

Spring 2010 p/p via style.com

Spring 2010 P/P via style.com

There’s something strangely hybrid/cyborg like with this line; while futuristic, the bright graphics definitely clash with the usual take on a Star-Treck suit.And the form fitting sculpts really pull it together– taht strange black clutch with holes for your fingers… well. We’ll see what others come up with, now that he’s gone above and beyond…

EXCELLENCE

<3

Graceee

I’m pretty sure I’ve already named a previous post “Ruby Tuesday”, but today is Truly Ruby Tuesday– I met a guinea pig named Ruby, and it feels as Tuesday as ever.

I guess the gossip lately has been about Taylor Swift V. Kanye. MTV awards is usually a spectacle anyway; do people realize that nominations and awards are probably determined through factors other than romantic appreciation of art? But since the obsession with the hilarity that is Kanye/MTV/Taylor Swift continues… well, you know what that means. It means we pull out the pros/cons chart, and venn diagram the shit out of this situation. But I won’t. Because it’s already too rewarding to imagine them open fist slapping each other.

Anyway, autumn is coming soon and I’m not one to buy a freshly killed fur coat, but a vintage one would suit me juuust fine. Sea of Shoes has been reviewing her own collection lately; and I must say they do look rather divine.

Even the buttons...!

Deeeeelish...!

Ah! The turn of the seasons! It has everyone in crazy cahoots; there are flu strains to avoid as it chills, there are the slowly withering days of summer to enjoy, and we teeter on an anxious ledge of autumn…

More later.

Gracious

Tweet my Angst Away!!!

Has anyone read Catherine Called Birdy? It’s a funny historical fiction about this girl called Catherine (called Birdy. Naturally) who goes through the crucial teenage years as a daughter of a Lord in the medieval times. My best friend Lauren Singer and I used to crow about the medieval set- angst of Catherine– her piggish father sizing up suitors according to wealth, status, etc., and her own longings to be more than just a housewife! Anyway– she was witty, cool, intelligent– and one of her swears was “God’s Thumbs!”. Lauren used to exclaim it all the time at school (Briar Glen Elementary). It was good times. I used to love that ish.

Anyway– today’s culinary tidbits include a banana for breakfast, a cute quiche for lunch, and a tantalizing bowl of pho for dinner. No one wants to go with me (other than Sarah, who unfortunately has to serve the UW Huskies at their pre-game retreat at Hotel _____) ! Dumb !

Does anyone remember Austin Scarlett? The literally gorgeous man from Project Runway, season one?

Fierce

Peek a Boo I <3 u

I think he’s working for Kenneth Pool now as Creative Director of the Amsale luxury bridal wear collection. His site still features some of his fantastic designs though.

You know, he’s from Oregon. 
I don’t know what that means.

And I intensely dislike how Joaquin Phoenix sings Johnny Cash songs.

<3 Graceee 

KWLV?

Self-proclaimed stylist Kanye West has struck again.

Last time was the Air Yeezy– blech- looking sneaks with a strangely useless strap over the laces– but this time, Kanye debuts his Louis Vuitton– Actually, I should rephrase that– Louis Vuitton debuts a Kanye line of sneaks that give out the same, boring  hip-hop vibe. Throw a few LV logo flowers and some purely ornamental buckles and straps, e voile! A Kanye-The-Louis-Vuitton-West creation is made.

Looking at my collection of blogs, I’ve noticed that the infamous Mickey Mouse motif is still quite popular in design or illustration art. Even fashion photoshoots have used the Mickey Mouse ears as a definitive prop. There’s something so broad (and at the same impossible time, concise!) about what these round black ears represent.

via iamlocksin.blogspot.com

via toddproctordesign.com

via http://bobloblawslawblog.tumblr.com/

Photog Christine Hahn via christinehahn.blogspot.com

via lookbook.nu

via stylebubble.co.uk

An entire fashion piece about Etsy-made Mickey Mouse ears can be found here

As we can see, Disney’s death-grip on Western culture continues.

Buy your own Mickey inspired headbands on Etsy at

jenniferloiselle.etsy.com

Gracie

One of my favorite fashion photographers– well, I shouldn’t say that, because I don’t really know that many, and I pretty much like all of them– is Hedi Slimane. Former creative director for Dior Homme line, his “skinny suit” frenzy got Karl Lagerfeld dressing in his signature black suit-style. He has awesome photoshoots– an amazing, online archive-collection of all these photographs that each possess a creative theme. check it out at www.hedislimane.com <fashion diary>.

 I drew a picture of the dress in t his last photo; I imagined it to be a deep purple, with the cheetah spots black or dark dark blue…

Is LC hotter in America or Japan?

Sacre bleu! How on earth are decidedly fashion oriented self-made hipsters in Japan watching The Hills and understanding its ridicu-los-osity? Well, I had to investigate, and I was disappointed. Beloved Comrade Conrad only has a two page spread, and most of them are paparazzi pics:

Rawr. I WILL DOMINATE THE END OF THE WEEK.

SO FIERCE

Gracie

Today is hectic. LIFE IS HECTIC. BAAHHHHH

Check this picture out.

via johanprag.com

Gracie