Hello.
Below is the skirt I have been living in for the last three months or so.
Dubbed thee my 'lazy skirt' .. I could sleep in them. Thats a bad habit but I do.
Its more of an indulgence for me.

So does it give off the effect that I'm hanging upside down? Heh. I look a bit retarded no? 
Nevertheless. Tired of the monotony I guess. 
And look what I bought! I want to be cocooned in this forever.
Aaaand how cool are the elbow patches???

Saw them here and couldn't believe it when I saw the same thing at Zara. Do check out the site I linked.
Amazing street style and posting a few of my favourite ones from the same.

image source: streetfsn.blogspot.com

What I shot.

And I sort of just stared at it for what seemed like forever. Maybe its the color scheme. Hmmmm. Or the fact that what has been lying there sort of transformed into something else when you capture it on film. The many conclusions you come to when camping around with your cam no? 
And these.. 

They're like pupa! So if they were pupa, after the final metamorphosis, they will take flight suppose they're butterflies. I wasn't thinking moth. Nope. Aaaand I thought of all that after I shot these. I went as far as picturing them whizzing away. People do that right? 

And here I digress in all my masked glory. This was me today. If you guys were aware of Vogue's 90th anniversary and the huge masked ball event which was nothing short of the real deal... then you'll know where I was going with this because I happen to have a bag full of masks at the moment, safe-keeping it for a boy I adore who's planning to throw the same. I might be the one taking flight with all them feathers now. Perfect props now eh? 
Short post.
Next post I'm gonna make a mixtape for you guys! 

I miss audio cassettes.

image source : wingsofahero.deviantart.com

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!

Heleeeuhh.
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.

 style.com

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....
ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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 www.fashion-questions.com for featuring me over at their Fashion Bloggers Q&A sesh. Thankyou!

Blogging has been slow. I don't know why I need to reiterate that every time I log in and start a new post.Its become a habit, a way of excusing myself for the increasingly long gaps between posts. 


The blob on top of me head? A fellow fashion enthusiast? Is that the right label..well, lets not label people. Anyhoo, the fellow-err spotted me today for the first time while I was out for a movie with friends, and later told me online that I had a headlight on me head :DD ..that was definitely a first and surprisingly welcome. I never thought of the bun as a 'headlight' which after mentioned is mighty appropriate. So yeah..HEADLIGHTS, no, thats one HEADLIGHT. Check.. lets perk em' up on high yeah?
If I could write down a chronology of the past 2 months, it would be sort of like a snake slithering on slow mo and then ZAP.. going for the kill. Then slow mo and vice versa.
Can I quit my Masters and open a bistro? Or maybe a capsule collection? 
Thinking.. Yes. Still thinking of getting a crew-cut. Maybe next year. Prior to that was going hairless, no not like I'm taking a sabbatical. Yeah tell me you know what I mean. Just hairless. I'm striking that out now because my hair has been literally falling.


And where did the rain go? This line just came out of nowhere like a buzzer.


One of my professors walked in class with a navy tee, khaki shorts and a backpack. He has a smirk on his face and he waves his hands about in a flail-ly, erratic sort of way. You know he's not an old bore. An old Mac Daddy?Hmmm.. And that, sometimes at the end of the day makes me want to come back to class. You can tell how deep I am in the trenches..scholarly pursuit?? Pffft.
Psssstttt.. I am whining. Get back to subject.
I need a moodboard to cram in all I've just said.


I have a quote.
" To achieve its goal, photography needs to seduce - to interest and to transport the spectator into a world of illusion. Our dreams and our imagination are the sources of our desires. Photography, a modern ' opium of the people ' and fashion photography, as its entertainment branch, have the ability to change our vision momentarily and move us into a more attractive realm of existence. The impetus to action through images is the power of the fashion photograph. The contemplation of a picture of a woman in a dress is an immediate invitation to a vicarious existence. Like an amateur novelist, one can through the signal of clothes project oneself into a life one does not live." Alexander Liberman.


With that said, most times, just by reading this quote, I transport myself. Sheesh but YEP. 


Linger on the quote just for a bit and look at these. See these..?? I felt like someone gave me a good punch on my tummy when i saw these. Pictures via jackandjil. It would be odd if I did not post these here, considering how much I am in awe of Celine, with the new minimalism going on there lately.

I'm just gonna go now and try and get my spunk back. Steroids. Even Celine. Kill school. Fall even more in love with Marcus Mumford..btw I was talking music right now. Get out of this spell and yes tiny old me did acquire a few goodies recently and they are on hold till the spunk is back. Believe you me, the spunk will be back.

Long absence. And I'm back here looking like candy floss because of the mesh thats my skirt and pastel shades thats staring right back at you. 

And look what I did to my romper. Shhhhhhh.

CROP TOP WONDER is the appropriate line after the romper is severed right at the ribs. Caps lock on for those three words so yeah.. tummy jiggle everywhere. Best thing about them? Proportion.. and not just proportion but interesting proportions. Big difference there.

Not your average, proper DIY so I wouldn't recommend it. All I did was make a huge gash straight through without no real remorse for disembodying my romper. You see the normal crop tops around but this one's genius because its like a bustier though it actually is not. 

Anyhoo, just got back from class and I am tired. I thought of writing down a ton of things but sleep's calling me so its zzz..zzzz. OH..  Waiting for Fall so I can pile it up. Who's with me? :)