These women make my whole heart happy.
They are all so, so beautiful
dancer. reader. thinker.
30 May 2012 Leave a comment
These women make my whole heart happy.
They are all so, so beautiful
21 Feb 2012 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: 1550s, costumes, costuming, fashion, maybe not the best laid plan of a mice or (wo)man, Poll-y Wanna Costume?, renaissance, Renaissance Pleasure Faire South, Suffering Fashion Fools Gladly, wigs
Totally lost the teeny blue Post-it that had this one
(and yes, I write out all our CF workouts on blue Post-its.
Do not question the blue Post-it!!!):
10 mountain climbers (each leg)
Finished with pull-ups (still struggling with the fourth pull-up, ARGH).
I’m in the middle of creating my costume for Faire this year–
it’s a lot more complicated than my original costume,
by far and away–
my original costume is suitable for peasant class,
or for lower merchant class.
The bodice is simple, front-lacing,
the chemise and partlet are not starched or overly frilled,
and I have two skirts in a five-gore pattern with a standard waistband.
I wear a pair of Birkenstock mules in a light suede with this outfit,
and they work swimmingly.
I’m working with a FAHbulous group of folks
who dress as wanna-be aristocratic Frenchies,
and go around mocking people in zer Frahnch Accsahnts.
my outfit needs a leetle more *oomph*,
and a leetle more fashionyfashion.
So I’m making things.
This wonderful lady has given me brilliant ideas
on constructing said chopines,
and I ordered two sets of yoga blocks today.
I’m actually stupid excited to start creating those,
and I think I’ll be able to make something ridiculous and awesome.
I also ordered a wig:
I’m a tad anxious about that wig,
since I couldn’t find out what type of fiber was used for it,
and wigs, generally, are not returnable items.
I’m pretty damn good at making cheap shit look great,
so I’m trusting in my gerry-rigging skills if the wig is more *meh* than *OMG*.
I am *also* making a headpiece,
which will (hopefully) look something like hers:
My current plan is to draft the pattern on paper,
trace it onto balsa wood,
cut the pieces out, attach them together with…brads?
Paint with something pearlescent-y?
Something pretty, at any rate,
then attach it to the wig with combs and pins.
I have a little more than a month before Faire opens.
I can totally get all this done.
09 Sep 2011 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: *squee*, Alexander McQueen, fashion, Fashion's Night Out 2011, friends, grabbyhands, inspiration, lovelies, maybe not the best laid plan of a mice or (wo)man, Melrose Avenue, Steve Madden, stop: SEXY TIME, Suffering Fashion Fools Gladly, The Beverly Center, when in doubt look cute
After heroically fighting through horrible hordes of traffic,
I made it to the Beverly Center in Los Angeles for some serious Fashion Geeking
with Roommate Jessie and (former) Roommate Tamara.
Almost every store at the Center was open until 11pm;
there were free drinks and treats,
and all SORTS of amazing sales.
I scored a 40% coupon from Steve Madden–
which I elected to wait until tomorrow to use,
since the store last night was elbow-deep in women
staggering around with one right foot in a shoe.
The event planners cordoned off a huge section of plaza
for a runway show–I caught the last couple of minutes,
but only in passing.
They were very smart to elevate the runway,
since it was standing room only.
Jessie had to leave early,
so La Tamara and I hit Melrose Avenue
pretty much *just* to see Alexander McQueen.
And it was glorious.
I think McQueen will always be my favorite designer.
His style was so fresh, innovative,
his choice of fabrics perfect.
I love the unique way he combined structural edges
and soft, flowing fabric.
His tailoring was *impeccable*.
And I really wanted those sunglasses.
(I think Tam and I managed to get hit on by the only two straight men in Hollywood that night.)
(We still got it, baby.)
We will hit Rodeo, and work our way back towards the Beverly.
There was not enough time to see everything,
to take it all in.
I wish this were a couple of nights in a row!
I can’t believe I managed to walk around for three straight hours
in five inch heels.
It was totally worth it, kittens.
07 Sep 2011 2 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: Anna Wintour, caviar dreams on a mc donald's budget, dreams, fashion, Fashion's Night Out 2011, keep calm and oh never mind, Los Angeles, stop: SEXY TIME, when in doubt look cute, You Can Do It
Old Roommate Tamara and I are heading to Fashion’s Night Out in Los Angeles,
where we will drink champagne out of Louboutins,
exchange fashion tips with Anna Wintour,
and by discovered by Leibovitz, Richardson, and Meisel.
Like ya do.
But only if my dilemma can be solved,
which, naturally, is:
WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO WEAR?!?
All suggestions will be considered.
The management thanks you.
(what I wish was in my closet? see below.)
21 Apr 2011 2 Comments
Friend Aimee posted this on her Facebook,
And I haven’t stopped drooling.
I love her gentle reminders to be fabulous in the everyday.
I am not good at this.
Partially because I hate wearing a bra with the passionate fires of hell and underwire.
But the simple things,
the wearing a pretty dressing gown,
or nicely coordinated pajamas
instead of my usual yuckiform of shabby shorts and floppy tank?
I should do that.
Not out of fussiness,
but just out of a desire to celebrate beauty,
even if I’m just sitting around and clicking on the interwebs.
I’m going to try and drop in when The Boyo and I are up in Oregon this August…
I wonder how one of those pretties would look with my new fabulous boots…
14 Mar 2011 4 Comments
I submitted this to CuteOverload today.
How could I not?
24 Feb 2011 5 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: bah humbug, body image, boots, caviar dreams on a mc donald's budget, curvy, ea, fashion, grabby hands, over the knee boots, petite, stop: SEXY TIME, wardrobe, when in doubt look cute
I’ve wanted a pair of over-the-knee boots since well before
they became Rachel Zoe’s pick of the week at Piperlime.
They just look so…bad-ass.
I think one of the tricks to wearing these is to go with a flat finish,
and a low heel,
since they can veer into “Pretty Woman” territory in a hurry.
My other sticky wicket with these boots?
I have the shortest legs in God’s green creation.
So, hey, my petite fashionistas,
how in the heck do you wear over-the-knee boots without stumpification?
have any of my curvy fashionistas found skinny jeans to wear with boots
that *don’t* make your thighs look five miles wide?
I lost a few pounds recently,
so I thought I would give the much-lauded AG Stevie cords at Anthropologie a go.
So tell me, loves–
I long to wear boots with jeans,
but I currently reside in Wrinkly McBabar legs territory,
since all of my jeans are bootcut.
(such irony, that name.)
Tell me, o Interwebs!
What is the soluuuution?!?