December 21, 2009
Thinking back now, I believe my obsession began when I was fifteen and nothing would occupy my mind more than what my semi-formal and formal dresses would look like. I've still got my old Vogue tear outs and I've now conciously noticed my apparent idée fixe with shades of nude.
Luckily for me the fashion world seems to have similar bouts of nudity, rekinding my love for peach, flesh and beige tones all over again each season.
I love how nude makes a hushed statement without backing off aesthetically. The complexity and detail of a well layered black outfit is equally important when applying nude. You have to be careful to wear the right colour for your skin tone, avoid anything tight so as to not actually look naked and learn when too much is too much.
If you're a nude lover at heart but don't own anything in the pallette, start with a classic trench a la Hermes or Burberry or a simple shift dress inspired by the simplicity of 90s Calvin Klein.
Mentally scanning my wardrobe, I surprisingly and dissapointingly can only locate one such coloured garment: An oversized blazer which much to my delight will be losing its wear-virginity this autumn (or alternatively, the second it's cold enough).
Images: Style.com, 4th and Bleeker, Vanillascented
December 16, 2009
Sponsored by Samsung, this video first appeared on Pedestrian and isn't quite what I was expecting, but I'm hoping that with a little more time and a fruitfully delicious Parasian back drop, a painful 16 second monologue will blossom into an Style.com worthy profile. Am I asking too much?
Keep checking back for updates of her Parasian adventure.
On another note, I've had to postpone my French classes untill January due to illness but I got through my first week of intenstive beginner and all I can say is Merci mes fidèles adorateurs. Tu me manques quand je ne suis pas autour Fashion Falsehood.
Avec amour, Miann.
December 10, 2009
This picture of Abbey Lee depicts more than her natural nack for style; her lucious sun-bleached brunette locks seem to have been choped off.. But then again with the magic hands of hair stylists we can never be too sure.
Opting for a slicker, "dandy" look, Abbey appears more grown up and even a little more tailored (read: neat), but she still manages to rock her nose ring and rebellious antiestablishmentary attitude.
What do you think of her look?
Picture: Hanneli Mustaparta
December 5, 2009
The term 'editorial dressing' coined (to my knowledge, correct me if I'm wrong) most notably by 4th and Bleeker model-blogger, Alexandra Spencer, is as straight foward as de-coding the ingenious naming behind peanut butter. It's the idea of bringing runway trends straight to the street - however styled as the trend would be in an avant garde editorial. Sometimes it works but sometimes (Read: most of the time) it doesn't, which brings me to the point of this post.
I can safely and confidently say that my most hated trend of 2009 is tarty, tacky and completely innapropriate regardless of your wealth, status or killer pins. I'm talking about the garter trend.
Kym Ellery made it look fabulous in her A Tribute to Doctor Strange collection and Prada epitomised it when heroically teamed with their fly-fishing worthy leather boots. This is all well and good, but when taken to the streets well, you only have to look so far as fad hungry celebrities to see the result.
December 1, 2009
Festival wear worldwide has it's own unwritten, unspoken codes. It's encapsulated by celebrities at major international festivals and reviewed after Glastonbury and Coachella by the glossies and scrutinised by we in the blogosphere.
One stand out theory I relate most to festival wear is 'Nostalgie de la boue' or rather a longing for the gutter. It's the idea that the fashion concious scribe higher values to people and cultures considered lower than oneself, i.e. the romanticisation of the primitive: Hence fashionistas with enough money to buy expensive gowns opting for ripped denim, tattered hair, and bare skin.
The aim of dressing for a festival is to make sure you are appropriately dressed and prepared to look like hell by the end of the night. No one wants to see the girl who started out the day in gorgette silk with perfect hair and expensive heels only to bump in to her again around 10pm to find she has her Prada heels in hand, broken straps tragically tied together and make up running down her face. She would look ridiculious next to a subsequently wasted girl who was wearing an old band tee, distressed denim shorts and beat-up military boots jumping up and down to The Hives or Crystal Castles. Profound, oui? It's a case of which of the two looks more appropriately wasted.
Images: The Cobrasnake, Facebook
November 27, 2009
Given her penchant for looking fabulous in the buff, we can only assume she gets her kit off for the silver screen too.
Images: Pedestrian, Fashionisingpictures
November 25, 2009
Secondly, I've secured an internship with a fashion based PR firm down in Sydney over the summer right before uni starts up again in Febuary. This ofcourse will mean daily outfit posts of what will no doubtedly be one of the most enriching experiences of future employment I've had thus far.
Lastly, I finally have a job again and thus have removed myself from the unemployed-stastic category for our government to piss and moan about. For those of you in Brisbane, I now work at Ultra Suite so pop in to say hello and try on some amazing gowns. Also, a local nightclub approached me to be the label coordinator for their monthly fashion parades so if you're going to be in Brisbane on the 4th of December make sure you head to GPO for the show and the champagne.
That's all from me for now;
November 23, 2009
Meet Indhra Chagoury and Jeremy Somers. Two Australian creatives driven to collaborate by the need to make something different. The pair collided when Indhra's tailor made swimwear called for the input of Jeremey's artistic flair and thus their label We Are Handsome was born.
The debut SS09/10 collection features sleek one-piece swimsuits printed with various retro motifs producing that Californian, vintage appeal. With pieces titled The Los Angeles; The Hollywood; The Miami and my personal favourite The Africa, you can sense the global reach these boys are straining for and will no doubtedly achieve.
Retailing for around $AU180 a pop, you can secure your own slice of made-to-order summer this season.
We Are Handsome. Yes, you certainly are.
And from the heavens she rode; ever present, ever visible
The Los Angeles
And the champagne tasted that much sweeter
Release the wildcat into the steel jungle
Every head turned when he walked into a room. Every single one
Footloose and fancy free - enjoy the ride
November 11, 2009
I received an email with a preview of her latest Autumn/Winter 2010 collection titled 'A Tribute to Doctor Strange'. I'll post images tomorrow night so prey do keep in touch.
P.S. Patty Huntington if you're reading this, how do I post images from my Berry?
P.P.S. You're my hero
Download the lookbook here
November 10, 2009
I'm not sure but if you have an answer, I'd love to know.
On yet another of my recent thrift store rampages I picked up this amazing, old, floor-length nylon skirt with a blue/black shine and narrow knifepleats right to the hem. I could not stop cooing over it in the middle of the store, like some nylon-obsessed freak. Never mind that I was paying more love and attention to my new skirt than the cute-as-a-button toddler running around with the little old ladies behind the counter. No. Not cuter. My skirt was definately cuter.
So anyway desperate for something new and exciting I decided to cut arm holes in it and wear it as an oversized cape. Running around on Saturday night I felt like a magician and if I swiftly pulled up my cloak to my face, I could whisk away under the cover of darkness into the warm summer night.
November 7, 2009
One the way to our thrifter's dream store, I made a wrong turn that would eventuate into the best wrong turn I've ever made. To sum up what we found in a few words: I would have to say it's a thrifter's wet dream.
There was more vintage than you could poke a stick at and soon enough we were sprinting circles around the newly-discovered warehouse with piles of the cheapest authentic vintage pieces I've ever seen. My partner in crime (who writes for my FSU blog) cameaway with the most drool-worthy studded and fringed vintage leather vest with all original buttons and badges. I nearly fell over in the hat section and for those of you who are familiar with my obsession with boater hats, had to decide between one that is identical to two I already own, and one with flowers and a faded old ribbon. The former was so crisp and uniformed yet the latter had so much character and charm. I had to have it.
We never made it to the megastore, but along the way we found one of our own.
October 29, 2009
Anyway, today I finally took a mountain of clothes and shoes (I had time to reflect and say goodbye to my Escada heels) to St Vincent de Paul to donate what I couldn't sell on my Facebook store. I promised myself I would just run in, donate the goods and get the hell out of there before anything caught my eye but alas, my op-shopping addiction got the better of me.
So 10 minutes and $10 later I walked away with the most lovely floaty summer dress (among other things). It's actually huge blouse but conventionalism won't stop me from rocking it as a frock. I also picked up a beautiful brown monochrome rose-print scarf, a beige poets blouse and the most amazing leather artist bag which will be fully utalised this summer!
October 28, 2009
October 27, 2009
Currently: Hiding under a mountain of paper work and text books and going crazy abstaining from a) social activities b) being a book worm c) acting like a fashion nazi d) op-shopping.
Further more, I haven't really seen anything in this previous fashion month that I find diffulct to absorb and accept as the current trend. I'm loving the piled up watches (the very reason my collection of broken, yet pretty, watches won't be thrown away just yet) and I'm even learning to love the LV bunny ears. Though, mind you, they do easily look ridiculous the moment they step outside of editorial. Maybe I'm finding it so unproblematic to accept all the current and new trend influxes because I haven't had the time to trawl through Style.com and completely emulsify myself into this season to discover things that I hate. Usually I'm a raging, antagonistic killjoy when I see something I don't deem fashionable, but thankfully for you all this post wont have the "rant" tag attached; instead it has been tagged with "inspiration", referring to the bunch of below images that I'm finding most of my desire encapsulated in.