Saturday, September 18, 2010

And so I was talking about PRECISION in my last post.
This next post would be a relevant follow up to that.
Precision and accuracy. 
Got these in the mail from Dad.

Pencil Sculpture by Dalton Ghetti.



First up, I thought they were cartoons. And then after reading the whole mail, I went ballistic and stared at them for almost an hour. You'll probbly be doing the same. The artist works with a razor blade, a sewing needle and a sculpting knife to carve out these miniature masterpieces on actual graphite ON ACTUAL PENCILS.. some of which took him years to complete. Some Artsy Shiz eh?

Another quote from a presentation I'm working on in school that I'd like to share, which kept me from attending the Forever21 launch here today. Yes after Zara, its Forever21 :)
" None of us follows a single vision; instead our very visions are products of growth and adaptation, not fixed but emergent. " - Mary Catherine Bateson

Aaand instead of parading around a dozen pictures of Rebecca Taylor's Spring 2011 here in this blog, which I obviously love but will not because I have a weird feeling they will lose their shizzle?? I will post this and this only. 
A very Happy Weekend to everyone!

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Lets go back to Proenza Schouler's Spring 2008 RTW.
Something about Lazaro's name would stay. I knew.
The collection was splashed all over Teen Vogue when I bought the issue around the same time the collection debuted. Then BAM! STRUCTURE. Its Jack and Lazaro who taught the little girl in me about structure in clothing.
And Vogue hit India..and India was talking about structure and I went TIIIING! I did. There was something transcendental about that moment. It definitely was a moment for me because Post-Proenza Schouler, I went structure crazy... Balenciaga then happened so it was only inevitable that Balmain would drop the bomb on them shoulders.. Hmmm. Thats bamboozling I tell ya. And after being bombarded with Balmain-esque shoulders season after season, on Gaga and the masses..that was a good thing and BAM! Pheobe Philo gave me..gave us all the respite we needed. Another whole new meaning to PRECISION. Precision that bloody precise it does not get precise-errr than that. Did I just say that? Oh well..there's always a play up with words here. I'm digressing to a point where I seem to be canonizing fashion history.

And so lets come back to Jack and Lazaro. 123456789+ posts back, I had this wool-y gray waistcoat on with a mustard colored dress that reminded me of PS Spring 08' and with fashion warlords embarking on fall's first wispy trails..thought I'd join in early this side of the world. Trolled around a bit with colors and forked these out for starters and after the final assemblage, it was Proenza all over again. Its the damned waistcoat I know. Below are images from the show thats gotten me talking all Proenz-y at the moment. AND I'm gonna say AMOEBA any moment now.

So see what I meant with the waistcoat???? Epic proportions structured around cinching that tiny belt and you're done for a little flare. A little gimmick for a night out or your trip to the drugstore which will only take you down a flight of stairs but a gimmick is a gimmick right? And that would be me taking the stairs IF I had to go to the drugstore. And my little gimmick for that?? I put on my Crocs. YES I wear my ugly-cute white Crocs. After ridiculing them..more like wondering what they were, I've reluctantly made acquaintances for more than a month now and its great for shuffling between North to South campus here. They get me to class. And I adore the contrast they give to the clothes I wear. All my blaspheming earlier and the present situation now which is I'm already thinking of getting another pair?? HAHA. I feel evil...*chuckle chuckle*

I seem to be on a talking spree about The Crocs.
And I was on a class spree today..armed in.. well... The Crocs. My trusty black Arizona emblazoned cap. Another trusty ol' black duffel bag. Ripped jeans..not screaming 80s though. And a very long tee. I had no time to take a picture so just imagine me in all that when you look at the pictures below. Its a definite contrast. Caps. Basics. Just saying.

Going Proenz-y.

No Jabbawockee here. The mask was an intrusion. 
SO what are you kids looking forward to as we fall into fall? I just stole that line.
Its Fashion Week. I wonder what's going on.
Its school week for me.. Term papers. Stack loada' material to read up  on.
Here's to a long happy gruelling week....

Monday, September 6, 2010

Great excuse to blog.
Because I actually went out last night.
And because I wore ' THE ' red dress.
The only red dress I own in fact.
Oh and I remember talking about it once here.
That I would love to prance around in it when I got the chance.
Got the chance and I'm getting right down to it. 
Lo! And Behold ..made more intoxicatingly red-err because the pictures were all taken at sundown.
And NO.. I didnt get inked.

What I adore about this dress are the details you have around the collar area and at the bottom of the sleeves.
Gold colored threads sewn in.
A bit poofy at the shoulders. 
You got to have the poof. 
Can you see the buttons? 
Tiny poppy red. Like pea pods waiting to pop out any minute.
I think we did good on our first night out eh?

And I want to share this cute illustration of little me by a fellow blogger.
This was definitely a first. Thank you so much!
She didn't forget my headlights.
I like the mang-ly legs.. considering my real stou-ty legs.
And I get to be all cartoo-ny. Weeeeee :))

Oh and another shout out to Alissa Carter of for featuring me over at their Fashion Bloggers Q&A sesh. Thankyou!