For me that is. I am not a fan of holey jeans, although it does add a certain look to an ensemble, I just can’t see myself wearing them. Maybe when I was in high school, but now I borderline between sophistication and a bit of tom-boy. (I laugh) Anyway, here’s one of my favorite blogger/fashionista/icon and her style I’ve come to admire over the last year or so when I stumbled upon her blog. Check out some of my favorites. {source}
I have a thing for decorative bodice, and sometimes choose a formal dress based solely on the bodice design. Because the way I see it is if the bodice is done up right, the rest of the dress will follow-flawlessly, or at least we hope that’s the case. {source}
I am always fascinated withthe 1950s-1960s fashion. I think the whole pencil skirt, A-line dresses, form-fitting jackets, red lipstick, perfect colored stockings and the best shoes, most of the fashion to this day appreciated and incorporated here and there. I love it when I see a period film perfectly detailing the fashion for the period (50-60s) and I think for me Mad Men was the best until just recently I discovered Velvet, a soap opera from Spain. The show is pretty cheesy, in a funny and cute sort of way, and I have grown to love all of the actors passing through, or staying on so far in Season 2 on Netflix. Also perks on brushing up on my Spanish of course. But what I love the most is the show is based on a department store in Spain competing with the likes of Dior and Chanel, introducing to us the best of fashion, haute couture anyone can wish for or imagine. I love it when a show gets it right in costumes and in Velvet’s case, set decor as …
Fashion is a wonderful thing, keeping us inspired and motivated to look our best. I can’t see my life without fashion, and hopefully very soon will be launching my own line of wear. Until then, here are some of my favorite everyday wear new arrivals at Bloomingdale’s .
Street style is just as important to Paris fashion week as the actual runway fashion introduced to those of us waiting anxiously to see what would be unveiled for this or that season. If you are as curious as I am about street style, then please click here to get inspired-street style. {source}
I’ve selected my favorites from here, how about you?
I challenge myself every year to create my style from the collections released by designers. I don’t normally follow trend, I simply create my own. So, here are some of my favorite wears from St. John, which I will add to other designer pieces and create my own style – which by the way I will be launching on this blog soon.
I don’t know about you but the first glimpse of George Clooney’s then girlfriend, Amal, and all I could think about was how much she resembled Jackie Onassis. A modern day version of course. Same sort of flair I think, and I am seeing more and more each day why George has fallen in love with this mediterranean beauty and brains. Lucky for some of us, Bazaar has posted some of Amal’s most stylish looks, which naturally I love. Take a look and let me know what you think?
I haven’t been able to shake off the French Riviera, mostly the fashion statement each and every woman makes there. More particularly in Cannes, Monaco and St. Tropez. The sad thing is, we cannot duplicate such fashion here in San Francisco. The interesting pieces are more welcomed in Los Angeles, Florida, and possibly New York. But not here. Although I do wonder how it would be if one SUNNY day I venture out into the street wearing one of Moschino’s latest collection, or maybe I simply have to move to the French Riviera.
Monday I woke up after eight with the bright idea to venture to St Tropez. I figured even if it was after ten in the morning by the time we were ready we could catch the next train to St Raphael to connect to the bus-cheapest way to St Tropez. We queued up in line at Cannes train station to buy our tickets. The sales clerk offered us seats on the sncf with reserved seats on the way to St Raphael and open ticket to get on any train for the return 19euros per person, since I explained I had no idea what time I wanted to come back. We boarded the 1130am train since it was the next available and within twenty minutes arrived in St Raphael. Having done this before I knew that directly to the right of the train tracks there is the bus depot connecting to St Tropez. What I forgot about was the fact it was still off season and buses were scares. Which meant the next bus was at 1pm …
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