The opening look for the Spring 2009 3.1 Philip Lim show was one of the most popular of the season--and really, what's not to like? However, if you look closely, you can see that the pieces that make up the look are fairly common: slouchy black pants, short sleeved white blouse, cropped vest (okay, the gold Sargeant Pepper styling is pretty special), and black open-toe shoes.
It can be interpreted in a number of ways! Here's mine:
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May 1, 2009
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tamia
A few days ago (I don't remember how) I stumbled upon an image of a gorgeous Ann Demeulemeester vest. My mouse clicked on it of its own volition, and I arrived at the CoutureLab site.
Compelled by a propensity to obsess over things I don't need/can't afford, I cautiously clicked through the sparse but amazing collection of antique lace neck pieces (not plain ol' necklaces, thankyouverymuch), tulle skirts dusted with gold leaf, exotic printed gowns, and
After nearly being left behind by the bus in Shelbyville Indiana, getting lost wandering around Michigan Avenue for over an hour, dancing until my feet hurt (these shoes are NOT made for walking) and randomly running into an old friend on the street, I can honestly say that I had a great time in Chicago.
Until next time, Chi-town
April 24, 2009
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tamia
I'm not sure why I continue to torture myself in this manner, but I've decided to take the Megabus to Chicago to attend a friend's birthday celebration (woo-hoo!).
Long bus rides are not my idea of a good time, but it beats driving: Tamia + long distance drive in unfamiliar territory = road rage of the highest degree. Plus, I'd inevitably get lost. Like, stuck in the middle of a cornfield in Arkansas lost. Yes, even
April 20, 2009
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tamia
Have you ever been attracted to something (or someone) you never would have considered your type? You know, something that doesn't fit into your usual style, something that doesn't "look like you?"
I never bothered to take psych in college, so I'm not sure if this particular condition has a name, but I do know it's happened to me before. I still regret not buying some of the ugliest rings I've ever laid eyes on (they
