Do you ever feel like you're stuck in a style rut? You know, skirt + blouse, pants + cardigan, jeans + tee, blahblahblah boring. I hate that.
When I do feel that way, I look elsewhere for style inspiration--usually to my fellow bloggers or recent designer collections. I was procrastinating doing research and checking out some of my favorite blogs, when I came across a photo from Dries Van Noten's Spring 2010 collection.
I immediately remembered a
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
Yet another fashion month has passed without any need for participation from yours truly. Don't they know I'm supposed to be running thangs?
The Spring 2010 shows kicked off with New York Fashion Week back in September, and the fact that I wasn't a part of Fashion's Night Out and didn't get to attend Alex Wang's after party (We used to hang out in gas station parking lots back in my college party days--who knew we
Though it's almost the complete opposite of the fierce Xena Takes Manhattan looks we saw on the Fall runways, I was drawn to this softly feminine ensemble at Louis Vuitton. By using draping and ruching instead of ruffles and frills, toning down candy-sweet shades of pink with neutral beige, and adding glossy black accents via accessories, it's a modern take on femme fatale that's easy to duplicate:
1. Top, asos 2. Hareem trousers, Topshop 3. Hebano
After clicking through some of the looks from the recent couture shows, I went back and reviewed some of my favorite collections from Fall 2009. I was drooling over the combination of studs and sequins at Balmain and reminiscing about Michael Jackson's foray into French ready-to-wear when I made a startling connection:
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