A while ago, I posted about an idea for a magazine for and about fashion bloggers. Well, due to a combination of much-appreciated encouragement and extreme willfulness, I've been pushing forward and hope to publish the first issue in April thanks to some very generous and talented blogger-friends.
I am extremely excited/hopeful/stressed/fired up/nervous about this project, and have been vacillating between feverishly scribbling down ideas about all the possibilities and trying to focus on producing the
March 4, 2009
Between the cold/warm/completely unpredictable weather and a long string of 14-hour work days, I'm starting to feel like it's time for a break. What does it mean when you start plotting devious ways to break into the CDC in order to contract the Ebola virus just so you have an excuse to stay home and get some rest? It means you need a vacation, that's what.
Unfortunately, that probably won't happen anytime soon, so I just
Do you ever feel like it's easier to get dressed up than it is to go casual? Sometimes I have a hard time on the weekends because 70% of my wardrobe is work clothing.
Sweatsuits are about as casual as it gets, and I have exactly two pair--they were Christmas gifts. I refuse to wear them outside of the house. As I am vehemently opposed to sweats of the hot-pink-velour-with-rhinestones-across-the-arse variety, I hadn't given much thought
Two Fashion Weeks down, two to go! London was, as usual, the wild card of the group, with a number of up-and-comers fresh out of Central Saint Martins showing their designs on the runways. Tales of fabulous parties in hole-in-the-wall pubs filled with drunken, dancing (Br)it-girls make me want to say things like "What's all this, then?" in a (really bad) faux-British accent!
Let's get this party started:
Houndstooth and checks and tweeds, oh my! Traditional English gear mixed with modern
I found this skirt on a thrifting venture a few years ago and was immediately drawn to the gilded paisley print and lacy trim. I imagined wearing it in Moscow, standing in front of Saint Basil's Cathedral, exhaling puffs of cold air, swathed in a exotic furry hat and muff. Since that particular vision has not yet come to fruition, I figured I'd better think of some other way to wear it.
Pairing it with neutrals and muted shades works,