Wednesday, March 9, 2011

marchesca fall 2011

If I had to choose one look to emit for all avenues of my life.... this line totally encompasses it!  How do you combine dark/mysterious with elegant purity? Ask Georgina and Keren. Vibing the whole shabby/cottage chic decor, my favorite color pallet of nudes and pastels, plus that artsy fabrics thing that i love and that soooo many companies are doing lately (J. Crew's attention to fabric detail... hello, spot on.), I'm unabashedly drooling over these...












P.S. These two designers met at Chelsea College of Art and Design in London and formed a the goal to "create beautifully crafted designs fuse high fashion with an eclectic aesthetic." So want to be them!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

celebrate!

the mid-point of mid-terms, Mardi Gras, Fat Tuesday, life itself? You name it! 

Monday, March 7, 2011

* your cal.

NYC Fashion week. Long overdue, but here are a few of my faves. All contrastingly different... what else would you expect with me? Ralph Lauren's perfectly polished as always, yet taking queues from Louboutin? But thank God for Marc by Marc Jacobs. My fall wardrobe will most definitely attempt to imitate his retro university chic feel. The one item that can't wait for fall purchase - I MUST own a pair of oxfords. Glad Marc and Steve are on the same track!

My favorite line gets it's own post soon -- pure runway-art ecstasy.

Victoria Beckham 

Ralph Lauren 


Marc Jacobs 




Marc by Marc Jacobs 



BCBG

Sunday, March 6, 2011

stone cold.

especially loving the moonstone look, but all these yurmans are bold with dainty details. yummm!


Tuesday, March 1, 2011

birth{month}


Time for this little Aries to begin the birthday bash countdown to the big 2-1. T minus 25 days.

switcharoo.

I was having one of those pleasant what if conversations on a walk though downtown this weekend. What if, in a weird twist of events, I was granted the powers of inhabiting someone else's body. In said Freaky Friday situation, I don't think I'd opt for the boy body so I could see what it would feel like to stand up peeing or to think about sex (what is it, again?) every 10 seconds? Rather, I think I'd like to spend a day (or whatever allotted amount of time) in the bodies of 10 people (possibly in different countries or culture) that are truly in love. This way I could unveil not only the myths of if we all see the same colors and feel the same emotions, but also experience "true love" and all the variety that love brings to different people. Then I'd write an enticing novel.

Oh the what ifs in life.