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That’s what my friend told me when I told him that the Prada flagship store had opened up in San Francisco (I’ve been waiting YEARS for this) and I was a little afraid for my bank account. Apparently it’s my job to go stimulate the economy. I will go check it out and report back on its awesomeness soon, but hopefully I won’t go tooo crazy in there. I don’t really like favoring one designer too much, and I feel like I already have too much Prada. I am in love with a pair of black and blue striped shoes from the fall collection, though…
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It seems that the better dressed employees are more likely to get promoted. The problem is, “better” in office attire speak often means “more boring.” I’m going to have to plot my way to twist the system so I can stay creative and office-appropriate.
Well, I made it to the Yves Saint Laurent exhibit at the Museé des Beaux Arts in Montreal, and I have to say it was pretty breathtaking. Seeing the outfits in person is just so inspiring, and it really makes you appreciate the detail and craftsmanship that went into his creations. I was in awe of the timelessness of the creations. They had a smoking from 1966 next to one from 2000, and both looked timeless and wearable and modern all at the same time. The pieces were just beautiful. And (pathetic confession alert) when I saw the video of Msr. Saint Laurent taking bows at his shows, and he came out for his bow at his last collection, I was moved to tears. I’m a big sob, so everything makes me cry, but it was still special. And there were sketches that were a lot of fun to look at. The jewelry that went with the clothes were breathtaking. I’m a huge vintage jewelry junkie, so I was in absolute heaven (or hell, because I can’t have any of it). Unfortunately we weren’t allowed to take pictures, so I can’t show you all, but if you have a chance, definitely go see it. Oh, and the dress in the picture above? Breathtaking. When I saw that dress next to a long pink one from the same collection, I actually gasped in awe.
I did some pretty creative shopping this past week. While making my way through West Village, I visited every Marc Jacobs store (there are a lot. He is kind of taking over the place) and bought some fun stuff. From the kid’s store. Everything was so cheap, I figured I’d take advantage of my tiny, tiny size. I ended up buying a couple things, but I will wear the pieces differently than a kid would, and I’m going to have to make adjustments to a dress I bought. I kind of popped the buttons in the back with my boobs, which is definitely a first. So I’m just going to make the button loops a little longer and wear a belt and voila, a cute little mini dress. The piece I wanted the most was a little blue cotton romper, but they did not have a large enough size, and even then I would have been lucky to squeeze my arms through those teeny little armholes. Remember when you were just beginning to grow enough to be big enough not to wear kid’s clothes, and suddenly it’s so uncool to be wearing kiddy things? Well I have no qualms about using my size to my advantage. Kid’s clothes are usually cheaper, and nobody will be able to recognize where they came from (no more oh-I-saw-that-dress-at-the-store syndrome)! I’m not just sticking to buying women’s clothes, I raid the men’s section, the kid’s section, any place I can find. Nothing is safe (insert evil laugh)! Now, if only there was a kids’ Marc store in San Francisco. I would be there way too much, shopping alongside the 10-year-olds.
Filed under: My Closet
Yesterday, I got this cute Miu Miu skirt at Holt Renfrew, one of the major luxury department stores in Montreal. I love buying things that are off the runway, because aren’t watered down or part of the collection that isn’t really visually or artistically strong enough to show but is only meant for the consumer. The skirt is a good bit longer in real life, plus on my stumpy little body it’s nearly knee-length, but I still love it. The material is a stiff gazar-type material that lies really nicely. And it’s one of those seasonless pieces that can be worn winter and summer. I think I’m going to save it for special occasions and the like. I don’t actually do that much, especially because if I like a piece, I want to get the most wear I can out of it. Also, I honestly don’t have that many special occasions. The problem is, I don’t have any tops to wear with it. I guess I’m going to have to go shopping…
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Hi friends! Sorry about the lack of updates for the past week (and a half). I was intending to do at least a little posting in between my hours and hours of shopping, but my roommate’s WiFi wasn’t working. Apparently bad weather affects internet connection? Silly East Coast, so backwards…(kidding, of course). Anyhoo, I have finished my little tour of New York City and various nearby areas, and I’m now in the process of conquering Montreal. I did a whole lot of shopping in New York and came away with lots of fun stuff, including (drum roll, please)…my first piece of Alexander Wang! JOY. PURE JOY. Other finds included another Vena Cava dress, a cool Wayne dress, some vintage jewelry (more on that later), some Marc Jacobs, and a Chloe Sevigny for Opening Ceremony dress! All in all, a good haul. I spent way too much time at way too many Barney’s/Barney’s Co-ops, finally visited Opening Ceremony (which is just as cool as I expected), saw an awesome concert in Central Park, and saw Chicago. There were so many shoes I wanted, but I resisted. I did buy tooo many dresses, but that’s an issue I don’t think I will ever get over. Sadly, all this shopping has made me want to…shop more. *Sigh*. I really do have a problem.
P.S. I’ll be back Wednesday, with lots to tell (but unfortunately no awesome designer/model/the Sartorialist sightings…I thouuught I saw Hye Park, but I’m not sure)!
Well, the time has come. I’m leaving bright and early in the morning (ugh) for New York! We’ll see what I will forget (because I will forget something) and how much my shoddy packing job comes back to bite me. I’m lugging my computer there, so I will try to keep posting. I leave you with this picture, because Lily and Vlada look about as tired as I feel. I had a late night last night which involved debauchery and hilarity. See you on the East Coast!
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Stuck in my head: Face to Face by Daft Punk
Filed under: My Closet
I have a business meeting today. With that comes the dreaded…business attire. Granted, this isn’t an intense suit-type business meeting, but still. It almost makes it more difficult, because I have to strike a balance between casual and business-like. The fact that I have very few business meetings coupled with the fact that I really dislike business attire makes dressing very difficult. I do not like getting dressed to be difficult. It goes against my laziness. Perhaps I will post a picture of my final decision on this dilemma. Not excited.
I am an avid fashion-lover, no doubt about it. But I’m no expert, and in lots of ways I’m really just an outsider looking in on a different world, so I’m reluctant to go around touting my knowledge or anything of that sort. What I do have more knowledge than the average person about is jewelry. I’ve been to my fair share of trade and gem shows, and after going for years now, I still consistently feel like I’m the youngest person there. I have an amazing jeweler (an unusual situation in itself…) who taught my parents and myself a lot, but it has also made me very skeptical. I have seen thousands, and I do mean thousands, of loose stones and jewelry of all types. So as much as I wanted to love Chanel’s new Camelia Paraiba brooch, I see many flaws. Paraiba could be considered one of the most expensive and rare stones in the world today, a stone which is only found in the state of Paraiba in Brazil, which is why so few people know about it. When I saw this brooch, I was a little disappointed, though. Sure, the stone is massive, weighing in at 37.5 carats (take my word that that is just plain massive, if you can’t picture how big that is in your mind.) But paraiba is praised for its brilliant electric blue color. The first time I saw a quality paraiba tourmaline, my jaw dropped. It is just the most electric shade of blue that you question whether it could even be real (my family was lucky enough to obtain a few of these amazing rarities). Chanel’s stone pales in comparison. This is my problem with some jewelry houses’ designs. They sacrifice stone quality for sheer size in an attempt to look impressive, knowing that most people won’t be able to tell. Time to step up your game, Chanel. I’m watching you.
