My birthday is next month. I will be 35. I’m not a huge fan of birthdays. That has nothing to do with my age and everything to do with the incredibly shitty ones I had as a kid. Though the bdays have improved drastically as a wife and mom, I am still somewhat reluctant to make an event out of them. For fear of…I don’t know what really. I think I still tend to restrain my emotions due to some long held fear of….something.
Well, I enjoyed my recent dressmaking experience so much (thanks for your kind words!! I will try to get better at replying to those much appreciated comments!) that I’ve been trying to think of another reason or occasion to indulge and completely disregarded my birthday as an option.
The bug to bone (PUN!) has been reawakened (with a vengeance, please help me refrain from ordering that beading tool) by viewing some spectacular examples of couture artistry in motion via that most excellent medium, YouTube.
Look at all of this deliciousness and tell me you don’t want to spend weeks working on an outfit you’ll only wear a handful of times ;)
discovered via Pauline Alice
discovered via Frau Fleur
discovered browsing Dior
I’ve been collecting couture/high fashion-y inspiration in a pinboard, naturally.
Or from here, where I could work with a new and challenging material (like leather!!) rather than more traditional couture techniques.
I realized, somewhat belatedly, that I could create my own reason to wear finery. That I have friends willing to play dress up, just for the hell of it, and a husband who would take me anywhere I wanted to go to show off my hard work.
Do you need a reminder that any day can be a special occasion? Look at those videos and dream with me.
Apparently, I can still be surprised.
I kind of expected this cover.
Though I am still SO PLEASED.
But this video.
I can’t even get into the painful, beautiful, complex, disheartening, encouraging, ever-changing THING that is the relationship between black women and their hair.
It’s too much.
I will give Vogue an A+ for respecting and including this (clearly joyful!) part of Lupita’s life with the Vogue masses.
And for these insanely beautiful photos.
On the off chance that I run into you while running around Brooklyn, Lupita, I apologize in advance for being starstruck and weird!
Photographed by Mikael Jansson
All images from Vogue.com
Gaultier, McQueen and Toledo make gorgeous, amazing, show-stopping pieces. But the ones I love the most are not necessarily wearable for my life or personality.
This post is all about wearable, everyday, work appropriate, accessible-to-
The kind of thing I’d wear AND feel comfortable in.
Reese : Beckham : Wang
All three designers make that kind of wearable magic.
Tracy Reese: Leggy, colored, cropped, knit.
VB: Leather, short, texture, flippy.
Wang: Drape, tees, fluid, structure.
“I really love the technique of sewing more than anything else…the seamstress is the one who knows fashion from the inside! That’s the art form really, not fashion design, but the technique of how it’s done.”
I’m not sure how I first discovered Isabel Toledo. Maybe it was when the FLOTUS wore her designs. Maybe it was when I saw her shoe collection at Payless. Whatever threw me into her path, I’m grateful. I find her, and her relationship with her husband, Ruben, kind of fascinating. Though, perhaps at first glance, her clothes don’t scream SEXY. To me, there is something about the cut and fabric and the way Ruben draws it all that is so, so sexy to me. Maybe it’s an understated way of expressing sexiness, but it is no less effective.
So continues my exploration into all things sexy. Any undertaking of which MUST include pieces by one Alexander McQueen.
McQueen was undeniably a genius. A tragic genius. One too sensitive for this world.I don’t proclaim to know much about him beyond that. But one only need look at his work, his quotes, examine his aesthetic to determine that much about him.
Alexander McQueen :: Savage Genius
: Construction : Demolition : Silhouette : Cutting : Erotic : Power : Fear : Perverse : Sexuality :