tamia
Where strategy meets style
marketing, strategy, personal branding, stylist, cincinnati, fashion, photography, midwest, creative
-1
archive,paged,author,author-admin,author-1,paged-124,author-paged-124,stockholm-core-2.0.2,select-theme-ver-7.0,ajax_fade,page_not_loaded,side_area_uncovered,,qode_menu_,wpb-js-composer js-comp-ver-6.5.0,vc_responsive

Changing (style) direction

For the past several seasons, fashion has been all about tough-girl grunge chic, replete with biker-inspired leather and spikes. "We're in a recession for chrissakes!" everyone exclaimed. Cue the shaggy hair, kohl-encircled eyes, and slashed and shredded clothing that looked like it barely survived the apocalypse; all finished off with four-inch platform stripper heels. NYFW, Fall 2009 It makes me tired thinking about it, and I'm a pretty hardcore strong-willed bitchy type. Maintaining such a defensive stance

2

I, Pad

In accordance with all the hype, earlier today I sat at my desk, anxiously clutching my empty wallet in anticipation of the revealing of the great and powerful Apple tablet. Feverishly updating a Twitter keyword search (which received no less than 200 new tweets every 5 seconds) and cursing whenever I lost audio from the livestream, I developed a somewhat comical system of refreshing no less than three simultaneous liveblogs of the event while retweeting ridiculous

0

Black velvet if you please

Do you ever forget you own stuff? Sometimes I come across a blouse or a dress or a pair of shoes I forgot even existed, and a weird shameful/joyful feeling of discovery washes over me. On one hand, there's the "Woo-hoo, more clothes! It's like I went shopping!" feeling; on the other hand, I wonder why I get to have so much that I forget about it, when other people surely need more. Still trying

8