Why Not go Short

when i was younger i dreamt of cutting my then long mermaid like tendrils in favor of short hair and petite bangs i also dreamed of walking on the beach with my newly short hair flowing out in the wind and to add some icing on the cake i also wanted my hair to be pink. I know now that as i tell you this you all cringe as if i just gave you on your birthday no less a suit made entirely of body hair you cringe to be polite, thank you (by the way). 

But you have to understand my hair is curly to the point of naturally being a 70s Afro so bangs and a short bob are a far distant dream. But to those of you with straight hair (i envy you) this look is something to now be desired according to Chanel's recent resort collection.

After years of hippie hair (for both girls and guys) Chanel is in tuned with my horrible childhood dream of cotton candy short bangs short hair look proving the mini me is always correct.

Well Chanel stayed true to the world's fashion motto,

"Anything you find hideous we find (metaphorically of course) beautiful and works of art."
-the people of fashion.

By adding wigs of super short hair with horrid bangs in all sorts of cotton candy colors Chanel is showing us the outcome of leaving  kid in the bathroom with grownup scissors but of course this is fashion and i speak on behalf of all my fashion peers that we find Chanel's more raggedy 20s inspired bob modern and trendy.
But Chanel was the first of many to feature what is now becoming the "it" hair do.

I give the short bang, short bob look the award of the "it" hairdo due to its almost sudden appearances in adds such as Gucci and Chanel's fall winter add campaign. Paired with the recently awarded bushy brow, which is the biggest beauty statement, this shortesque hair and two bold black brows make an excellent pair against crime when it comes supporting all things grotesque and man repeller making this years big beauty statement and this years new "it hair" a perfect representation of all things fashion.

But where you asked might this trend have emerged.

well my reliable sources (Note: my reliable sources are just me making stuff up to sound smartish) state that this is the year of the dragon pending towards the near obvious trend for fall winter, the boyish leather look with everything being black trend, that has fashion people blaming the The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (hence year of the dragon) and more specifically Rooney Mara for this most sudden trend of girls with piercings and all things leather.

though the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo has a more shaved head then the ever so desirable "it" look it still looks like you did it yourself on a bathroom sink with grownup scissors which is the whole "it" look.

short bags and short bob channel your childhood and remind you of that time you got gum in you hair and your mother cut most of your hair to short including the bangs which are probably a pain in the ass to grow out just to get that tiny harmless piece of gum your brother so innocently placed in your hair to make sure you get a hobo like 20s inspired bob done by your truly, your mom 

 but are you going to take the leap a dive some grownup scissors into your hair?

on a chair

cropped top: J.crew
scarf: IDK
plaid shirt: Idk
skirt: Urban Outfitters
shoes: Forever 21
socks: J.crew 

i am experiencing major writers block.

Reveiw: Celine : 2012 : fall/winter : ready to wear

Before Celine's fall/winter 2012 show Phoebe Philo (the pregnant designer for the show)  says to a rather small buzzing crowd of reporters for such a big event. 

“Ergh, I’d rather not say anything this season,” Philo laughed. “Just write what you see.” 

And i intend on doing just as Philo ordered.

Celine. 

'A brand now revolutionized by Phoebe Philo for the the "modern women" the "working mom" who handles it all' says all fashion reviews. But after seeing Celine's fall/winter RTW collection my thoughts have spiraled into a slightly familiar universe. 

I say slightly similar universe because the collection incorperated quite business like structured pieces known to be in the "modern women's" closet,  paired along with with fuchsia fur and color blocking jackets, golden shoes, and don't forget iconic western scarves not some peices you would find in the closet (the collection by doing this sends me mixed feelings). 

The clothing seen in the collectoin are not all a part of a  "business women's" wardrobe that most reveiws were priding Celines collection on being perfect for, but i love it anyway because it takes Celine away 

from other "modern labels" such as 3.1 Phillip Lim and Calvin Klein.  

 

As with ever carnival a runway show has its main attraction in the case of Celine's show the "main attraction" were there stiff mid-calf coats that paired most outfits in some way or another.
As the models strutted down the clean pristine gray concrete runway enclosed by "fake" white walls (which is a understatement to the normal over the top runway shows that are more closely related to carnivals then models showing off clothing, the jackets did not move a bit they enclosed the model like a floating cocoon making magic come from basic clothing.

to create the "perfect" show everything must be fined tuned, cohesive, to everything else in the show including the styling. 

the styling of the show featured straight sleek hair making me very envious and dark eyeshadow around the eyes otherwise commonly known as the "smoking eye" (notice my stupidity towards makeup i am still what would be called an amateur ). 

  The sleek long hair points to our generation's ever fascination with the straightening iron (depressing curly hair gals like my self) and burning our hair to the point our hair is flatter then a pancake (yes i am comparing hair to food)
this hair that is the equivalent to pancakes on a food form (and i am not talking about those no fluff pancakes no those real flat ones) shows the quite business modern aspects of the collection while the
smoking eye profiled the fun fuchsia aspect to this just fine collection. 

white walls, gray concrete floors, a perfect scene for what you would say was a walking of skinny girls wearing basic cloths in basic colors otherwise known as a perfect scene for what you would call a "modern" runway show.
The runway was relatively short lacking the usual length of a runway show which is normally the size of a Football Feild (no wonder those models are so skinny)
the usual flash of the photographers nosy cameras was lacking.
this was due to the small amount of parasites photographers.
the audience of the show included mostly high raining officials of Fashion that praised the low key event. this is again an example of the conflicting show not knowing what to decide between a modern cheque look or a different more colorful low key approach.  

Celine's fall winter 2012 ready to wear show
included stiff  jackets, pants and sweaters, and basic shoes in both gold and white, this was paired with western like Hermes scarves draped all westernly around the necks, then as a dramatic finale like a final punch fuchsia fur jackets strutted there way down the aisle.

The show seemed to have a taken to an identity crisis on whether or not to go completely modern meaning stiff business like figures dull colors and basic shoes or to favor its counterpart which included, basic eye popping colors unique fabrics, and bold colored shoes, and of course fuchsia jackets. 

the show striding in between low key and dull modern makes it stand out from other shows making it utterly Celine.

Fuchsia Jackets

(what a finale)

  

Review: Comme Des Garcons: fall 2012-13:

My soul mate is fashion  but there is just  some things that have always bugged me about my lover and that are those petty rules of the fashion dos and do nots 

never wear dark colors in the summer 

never shorts in the winter 

no knee high boots with a knee length skirt 

do: look perfect (and skinny) in everything you wear 

Fashion is filled with those unspoken rules that if broken you will receive a head to toe look and a face from your fashion peers that is equivalent to that "you cut the cheese really badly look". Some of these "hidden" rules are beneficial such as don't wear socks with a flat pair of sandals or else you just may end up looking like a male tourist. But then who says i can't wear leather during the summer just because i will most defiantly pass out  it is strictly a winter fabric. Well I say these "hidden rules" suck and i will try to my best attempts to brake each and ever one personally (because i was a rebel during my kindergarten years).  i mean whats the worst result that can happen to myself a lashing on fashion police and a famous "you cut the cheese look".

And I think Comme des Garcons agrees with me and it is their #1 goal in their Fall 2012 ready to wear show  to break every one of these hidden rules.

  Instead of following a bunch of rules Comme Des Garcons with their incorporation of bold extenuating the hips jackets and dresses (never look as if you got curves one of the #1 rules), floral literally from head to toe(a big fall don't), and light airy cotton candy colors dripping off of what 

appears to be 2 dimensional figures (3-D has always been in) broke all the rules.

   

Review: Comme Des Garcons: fall 2012-13 ready to wear: 
i thoroughly enjoyed the Comme des Garcons show featuring  cliche patterns of camo, polka dots, and checkered print and don't forget the click clackady clogs that have heels under 5 inches clacky down the runway at the beat of no music and judging by the ten minute applause as the finale it was defiantly a winner among all fashion editors and the strict headed people of fashion. 

When i view back on this collection my first thought is "finally they have invented a wardrobe dedicated to flat Stanley's girlfriend" to the evening wear Stephanie (the girlfriend) will be so happy to wear due to the overuse of sequins (she is a glamorous one)  and those evening wear dresses that rethink the old phrase two for one special because of the clever way a dress was drawn on top of another one (maybe to make these plump figures look just a tad bit thinner because this is fashion by the way). The evening wear wrapped up the finale of the show like any typical show but the fact that the dresses were only slightly altered from their twin cotton candy color dresses (the only difference : sequins and length and the dark colors used) made the evening wear feel more natural and not so much made up.  The whole collection was also as flat as a pancake making me think that the world has gone flat again. But thankfully for style bubble we get to view these magnificent objects of wear from the back and boy due we see plenty.

Though the designer, Rei Kawakubo, for the show clearly states “Two dimensions are the future” and her flat Stanley show you can see the first glimpse of the future but then when looking towards the back of the clothing you see 3-D junk jutting out like razors as if giving a salute to the past and giving a hello to the future of the 2-D.

The show also appeared as if Kawakubo was poking fun at how we all make things big in the details with the overuse of mixing fabrics and embroidering and never making the clothes actually big. And Kawakubo, fulfilling are dreams of fluff filled baby toys, made them big and flat as if she rolled out the clothing with a rolling pin.

The absence of a soundtrack, the flat clothing, the goodbye salute to all things 3-D, and the law breaking collection made Comme des Garcons Fall 12-13 ready to wear collection one of my favorites for giving a smug look at fashion and saying yes i just did that i just broke all the unspoken rules of fashion with no lashing from the fashion police and a reward of an applause that lasted ten minutes for doing so.

So now that you see you can get away with that hint of floral during the winter are you going to do it break that solid barrier of winter and summer and wear light colors this upcoming winter?  

  

Moony

Well below you, not underneath your feet dimwit, no below you on your glowing computer screen beholds the story of when i saw the moon at 6 am still bleary eyed because i am technically a teenager and as one i have a scheduled time of waking up at the least, past noon. But the sight i saw dragged me away from my white covers that i retreat to ever time i wake up to early and my feet carried me like a blindfolded Zombie to see a sight that was beyond Gorgeous  for Montauk standards  (the awesome town in which i am  sitting my butt at for a few weeks) which are pretty high.  

I woke up a few mornings ago to the soft whispered sound emanating from the waves and the tweaking, twirping, of the early bird. And after struggling, in this near perfect atmosphere, to pry open my eye lids i glided over to the deck that beheld a magnificent view of the BayBeach (a beach in a bay Note: this is not a technical term just something made up by a brilliant mind)
The Baybeach (try saying that ten times really fast) took my morning breath away (leaving my mouth minty fresh and the air around me smell like SH--, poop). The pier, that jutted out like peninsula, glistened with a fresh misty dew that was attached on it as if pierced with glue. The water lapping at the  piers edge was almost a Caribbean blue with specks of light and white sea foam. And the clouds, the clouds, some dark leftover from night and some fluffy and big were caching onto the suns rays making them appear as if they were dipped in a sunset orange. But the most shocking of them all was the moon hanging low in the sky amongst the dark and gray clouds, a full belly moon.

It was morning at my aunts home with the good view when i saw this peculiar sight the moon the sun on opposite ends of a battle field. The sun with white clouds  all surrounding it. The robust clouds were like pawns of battle, they were cast away with such ease. The light from the sun's rays gave the fat clouds orange specks and the urge to move forth. Then the moon with its dark thin low hanging Stratus clouds that were to be sacrificed amongst the battlefield they resemble spirits more then dark fog they were.
then the battle comanced while i endivered on my Special K.
Then when I swiveled around to gather more milk.
And when i turned back around all that fills the sky are white puffy clouds dipped in dripping scarlet sunlight.
I viewed the dark clouds retreating with the tired moon on there shoulders because the day belongs to the bright ball of light and not the maker of waves.
And then i think to myself how much i love the thing that orbs over the night rather then the thing that gives me nourishment and light and i think what a great breakfast with the view of a battle where i wish the looser had won.

well Because i think about this spectacular blog 24-6 (the Sunday is reserved to being lazy and using my dogs Buddha belly as a pillow ha you thought i was going to say church)  i whipped out the old Nikon and started snapping away at the sight of the battle spilling me Kellogg's as i was so engrossed. 

Until i observed the pictures and saw the dipping below the thin black clouds the pale white moon UN seen by my pictures. I started egging the moon on prophting it with my camera urging begging for it to unveil itself from its cover up just for one picture. 

But the cowardly moon stayed hidden scared of the light of the sun's rays. I gave it one last disgruntled look and went off to take a warm shower. Right before i was about to leave for a day filled with stuff i saw it, the white moon, mocking me peeking it's cowardly cratered head at me. 

i could just imagine the devilish grin placed squarely in the middle of its round face. As if it was geared towards me or the sun i will never know but i will know is that winning smirk said "i will be back" because the moon always turns full.

Snap

i blink away storing the sight into that filing cabinet in my brain labeled "witty moon" (mind it is quite a small file and i was to lazy to take an actual picture but this sounds more poetic).  

Moonlight gives a gently moonshine over the ocean it shimmers at night reflecting off of the moons aura because instead of rays that the sun emanates the moon is more of a light a circular orb that hangs as if on a string above the night sky eliminating the fright from children's eyes. 

Its brethren with the small stars that speckle the sky. 

Days ago, when dancing beneath the white light of the moon i thought that i saw the stars move up and down as if they were puppets and the Full moon remained still and stiff wise from so many attacks it knows not to dance because soon it will not be a whole pie but slightly hidden by the night sky.

Blazer - J.crew 

Skirt - Free People 

Plaid shirt - IDK 

shoes - My own two feet

When I was younger i dreamt of being an astronaut to reach for the stars but then i realized i hated space and loved fashion

i like the moon better then the sun it must be due to the fact that i have a twin bro and i can relate to Artemis (the Greek goddess of the moon) on the subject of hatred toward our lovely twins. The moon also has more mystery to it and can even light up the dark without using harmful rays but just its natural glow. 

So what's it to you Sun or Moon

All images besides the ones of me via Tumblr and the ones of me taken by my wonderful Aunt, Baba   

    

secrets what's your view

I love how none of the pictures match what i am about to talk about 

i have never had any humongous secrets nor have i ever told anyone the secrets of my aspirations, embarrassing moments, and guilty actions.  I have lately been thinking about secrets ever since coming upon this post in My Mother Fucked Mcjagger (2000) I contemplated for awhile deciding whether or not to release a secret to the world wide web a small secret i have never told anyone and leave it chance whether or not it would come back to haunt me forever like some weird ghost spirit that you stole a dollar from in the second grade, i decided not to simply........... because. (imagine me shrugging)

I thought for awhile about the quick decision, thinking it was in fact a missed chance to get something of my chest. Until i watched Moonrise Kingdom did i realize the line "secrets secrets are no fun unless shared with ever one" was now to  be viewed in a new light.

here's what happened:

The main female character (Suzy) reveals her hidden stash of books to Sam her boyfriend and he realizes that they are all library books and Suzy has stolen them then Suzy says that she didn't know why she stole the books besides the fact she wanted a secret.

(wow that was just a great retelling so many Thens sarcastic)  

And that started me thinking besides from, being afraid to tell the secret because your afraid of the persons reaction, were people keeping secrets behind a dam because they enjoyed having something they only know about?  

people like keeping a secrets they like having something that they are the only ones to know about they like the slight hinge of rebelliousness that comes along with keeping a dirty one. 

Secrets are good, there maybe healthy like an apple and without them and also gossip our world would not run a muck and i like my world better when its muck then never when its almost perfect. 

Because perfection is no fun. 

SO "secrets secrets are fun when kept quiet"