Cincinnati Fashion Week wrap-up

The inaugural edition of Cincinnati Fashion Week ended on a high note last week, with a show for emerging designers at Suite at Blackfinn on Thursday and el grande finale (I like to mix French and Spanish—I call it Sprench*) fashion show Friday evening at the Hyatt. I attended an AIGA event about the future of design on Thursday evening (possibly more on that later), but I arrived at the fashion show just in time...

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...

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...

This page is in French

I came across some old(er) photos while backing up my computer, which I’m supposed to do weekly but am more likely to do quarterly. Ah, well. The skirt and top are both thrift store finds–the skirt stood out because I’m always drawn to bold stripes, and little boy’s oxford shirts are permanently on my “I need more of these” list. I picked up this sweater dress (again, while thrifting) because the embroidery reminded me of...

Fashion Month Review

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...