Monday, November 9, 2009

Naturally Selecting.

Terrifying, bulbous, sadistic and grotesque!

All things considered...I hope to see some dear girl fearless enough to brave criticism, common sense and gravity in these glorified lobster claws by Alexander McQueen. McQueen has a very special way of reminding us all of our primordial soupy pasts and how fashion like man, is ever evolving.

Darwin is absolutely rolling in his grave.

xx til next,


Crushing on Velvet.

While I have always proposed that black, black and more black is the way to go lately I have developed quite the wandering eye! I've been going ape as of late for the rich and warm and pregnant hues that fall inspires.

After seeing red for so long now I find myself surprised by my newfound infatuation with her more mature and muted cousins. Romantic rougey reds and plums, deep emerald and inky blue cobalt are marvelous when paired with a strong brow, scrubbed face and blushed cheek.

The most fascinating bit of all is the way in which we can now wear these colorful and enchanting new dyes. Imagine the intensity of a rich plummy velveteen coat over an infinitesimal gold party dress and very pale skin traipsing through the park en route to an idyllic dinner party? Or could you even bear to fathom how sublime these velveteen trousers by Chloe would look when paired with a scooped black top shorn above the navel?

I surely hope to see an army of deeply pigmented velveteen courtesans this holiday season!

xx til next,


Monday, June 1, 2009

Panty lines, redefined.

While most of Leighton's wardrobe on Gossip Girl may be undeniably uptown, Meester proves to be a bit more "cheeky" on the red carpet. At last night's MTV Movie Awards Leighton rocked the shit out of an Emilio de la Moreno cut out dress and some ultra plush Brian Atwood booties.

I love when designers find sexy, and innovative ways to show more skin. 

xx til next, 

Thursday, April 9, 2009


Isabel Marant suede over the knee boot. 
Inspired streetwalkers.

xx til next,

The After Party.

My friend Brittany coined the phrase "Rockstar's Daughter" to describe when a chick is acting pouty and holier than thou. 

Don't you love it?

It brings to mind the likes of Theodora Richards and Daisy Lowe, Zoe Kravitz and the Jagger clan. Drinking too much whiskey, smoking every last cigarette, their handbags splashed with vodka and grenadine and filled with hotel room keys. Reform school, boys in bands, day old Marni stacked heels and Givenchy lace ups landing heel first in yesterday's room service. To make a long story short, for one night every girl should be able to act like a pouty entitled brat.

So why don't you...

..forget about work tomorrow and go out tonight? Cash in one of your sick days, (It's not YOUR FAULT that the cute guitarist kept your champagne glass filled all night!) Life is too short to be a worker drone and no one knows this better than these birds. 
..shimmy into your tightest leather pants, throw on your ex boyfriend's well abused and threadbare Lou Reed tshirt and wear a sexy Kiki de Montparnasse bra underneath it all?
..wear those red patent mary janes you bought at a sex shop and for ten quid as a laugh? Fetish footwear is so this season.
..forgo washing your hair and let it hang sunbleached and dirty down to the small of your back? You will be dancing all night anyway.
..wear a fur and all the jewelry in your jewelbox? When it comes to this look more is definitely more.

The night is young and so are you. Be a haughty bitch and have no apologies.

xx til next,

photos: foto decadent, lefashionimage

Interior Divine

Chic parisiennes just cannot be beat. 
Everything about Thibault de Montaigu & Sofia Achaval's home GLOWS. 

The books! 
Her lava lamp-esque rings! 
His schoolboy haircut!

I've never thought neon pink patent could feel so at home. 

xx til next,

All photos from

Quote of the Day.

"What you need is a face. If you have a face you don't need height or a voice. Models know this; that's why the good ones don't need to talk much."

-Karl Lagerfeld

xx til next,