Marc by Marc Jacobs Spring/Summer 2011 Ad Campaign – delicious terracotta, caramel and citrus shades under a turquoise blue sky.
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Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Glitter and Bloom sweater...
Today i wanted to show you one special gift from our designer Iva Stefanovic, this gorgeous gray sweater!Can you imagine how happy i was? :) You know about her from one of my previous posts and this is from her great collection "Glitter and Bloom"! I will make some photos soon, i promise!
And the second thing is, this new look of my blog, i always wanted to have simple background with wider space for photos...Tell me, what are you thinking?
Prva stvar koju ste verovatno svi već primetili je novi izgled bloga...nešto što sam dugo želela, i konačno uradila! :) Belo, jednostavno , sa većim prostorom za fotografije...Nadam se da će vam se dopasti koliko i meni!
A ovo što vidite na slikama, jeste druga stvar koju sam htela da podelim sa vama danas, a to je poklon od naše divneee dizajnerke Ive Stefanović, iz njene poslednje kolekcije "Glitter and Bloom" divan duksić!I veliko joj hvalaaaa na tome!! Da li treba da vam kažem koliko sam se radovala i bila srećna?! :) Savršen je, i jedva čekam njegovo svečano pojavljivanje negde! ;)
The True Grit silhouette: Not just for badass 14 year-olds
Roseanne Morrison, who predicts fashion trends for The Doneger Group, says spring fashion will be inspired by True Grit. Morrison confesses that she isn't quite sure how it'll "play out, whether it's with gingham or denim," but agreed that the predominant look will be worn-in denim and florals, fringe, and gingham prints, with a distinctively western touch. Talking about the movie's influence, Morisson said: "The whole western, open-range denim story has legs. I think it's going to be impactful to the consumer, because they're still into a very strong casual lifestyle business. And(...)I think it resonates with the consumer."
I'll admit that I haven't seen True Grit. I'm not a huge fan of westerns, though I've managed to catch a few on AMC during commercial breaks of The Real Housewives of Whatever City They're Filming In. Westerns feature sideburned, dusty, leather-faced men who ride around on horses, get into gunfights at the saloon, and lustily kiss worn-out womenfolk. They're tough talking and broad shouldered, the kind of men who build their own furniture and drink whiskey and skin deer with bowie knives. Sometimes they're nomadic wanders, usually gunfighters or cowboys fighting to defend their own innate sense of honor. And they always manage to look devastatingly handsome in snap button shirts and buckskins.
But it is the women in Westerns that are the unsung fashion heroes. They are earnest and stoic in full skirts, faded florals, and lace-up boots; or rough and tumble in beat-up pants, worn down boots and long braids. Such is the look of the female lead of True Grit, Hallie Steinfeld. In the trailers, she glowers at her male counterparts in wide brimmed hats and canvas coats. Reviewers describe her character as tough, capable, and sometimes deadly, rivaling any man in the ability to shoot, ride, play cards and talk trash.
But enough about that. Yes to gingham! And prairie dresses! And plaid! And denim! Haters gonna hate, but I am all over that stuff. I scour thrift stores for old Gunne Sax dresses. Cowboy boots make me squeal. Grant me with silver belt buckles and tooled leather bags and I'll be a very happy girl. I felt like I was channeling some True Grit spirit in today's outfit. Hand me a six shooter and double of whiskey, and I'd fit in just fine. We'll overlook the tattoos for now.
I'll admit that I haven't seen True Grit. I'm not a huge fan of westerns, though I've managed to catch a few on AMC during commercial breaks of The Real Housewives of Whatever City They're Filming In. Westerns feature sideburned, dusty, leather-faced men who ride around on horses, get into gunfights at the saloon, and lustily kiss worn-out womenfolk. They're tough talking and broad shouldered, the kind of men who build their own furniture and drink whiskey and skin deer with bowie knives. Sometimes they're nomadic wanders, usually gunfighters or cowboys fighting to defend their own innate sense of honor. And they always manage to look devastatingly handsome in snap button shirts and buckskins.
But it is the women in Westerns that are the unsung fashion heroes. They are earnest and stoic in full skirts, faded florals, and lace-up boots; or rough and tumble in beat-up pants, worn down boots and long braids. Such is the look of the female lead of True Grit, Hallie Steinfeld. In the trailers, she glowers at her male counterparts in wide brimmed hats and canvas coats. Reviewers describe her character as tough, capable, and sometimes deadly, rivaling any man in the ability to shoot, ride, play cards and talk trash.
But enough about that. Yes to gingham! And prairie dresses! And plaid! And denim! Haters gonna hate, but I am all over that stuff. I scour thrift stores for old Gunne Sax dresses. Cowboy boots make me squeal. Grant me with silver belt buckles and tooled leather bags and I'll be a very happy girl. I felt like I was channeling some True Grit spirit in today's outfit. Hand me a six shooter and double of whiskey, and I'd fit in just fine. We'll overlook the tattoos for now.
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| Vintage thrifted blazer; Anthropologie skirt; thrifted Gap denim shirt; Gap tights; vintage thrifted boots |
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
If I were a rich girl, na-na-na-na-na-na (etc.)
First things first: I am not a rich lady. I realize that some of my previous outfit posts have included luxury handbags (the Louis Vuitton here, and my Marc Jacobs bags here and here...clearly I have a problem with high-end accessories, but the rest of my wardrobe comes from the Goodwill.) Believe me, I am far from a rich lady. Rich ladies have drivers and personal jewelers at Fred Leighton and private yoga instructors. They summer in sprawling estates on East Hampton and Bermuda. Rich ladies are frenemies with other rich ladies, whom they battle with on charity boards and lunch with at restaurants that serve $55 teeny tiny appetizers on huge white plates. They are Botoxed and face-lifted and silicone-filled, and have their plastic surgeons on speed-dial. Nannies care for their children, yappy little dogs are toted around in monogrammed Goyard bags, and personal chefs whip up their organic macrobiotic meals. They are pampered, luxuriant, and deeply, disgustingly wealthy.
I am most emphatically not a rich lady. I sit in carpool bitching at the distracted mom ahead of me who refuses to pull up the three inches necessary to get me out of the crosswalk. I feed my kids corn dogs for dinner - frozen, full-fat corn dogs, stuffed full of delicious things like nitrates and food coloring and preservatives I can't even begin to pronounce. I mop the floors, make the beds, clean the toilets and whine about the mountain of laundry that I can never, ever seem to catch up on.
If I were a rich lady, though, the first thing I'd do is change out of my thrifted (insert random article of clothing here) and into any of the following from Dior's Spring 2011 collection. Seeing these clothes makes my insides curdle with desire and my hands curl into grabby gimme-gimme ineffectual fists. I wish I had the occasion and money to dress myself in such a fantastically dramatic, feminine way. But mostly, though, these outfits induce fantasies of how I'd pull them off in real life.
This one would be perfect for viewings of horribly tedious (though deeply adorable) first grade school plays.
I'd wear this delicious pastel number while pumping gas and smoking a cigarette through a vintage Art Deco cigarette holder (which I imagine is included with the dress.) I'm not sure that voluminous skirt would fit in my car, though. And it's probably illegal to smoke while in a gas station, come to think of it.
I can see how sitting in carpool is these gowns might be a tad bit...uncomfortable. Wiggle skirts and cloud-like layers of tulle are practical for one thing, and one thing only: wearing to the Oscars. Or making Rachel Zoe say ba-nanas over and over and over and over again until her head spins and lifts her into the air like a helicopter.
I am forced to admit that there are no frothy Dior concoctions in my future. So here's what I wore today. My outfit might be missing red lipstick and stiff-shouldered swagger, but, alas, but it will have to do.
I am most emphatically not a rich lady. I sit in carpool bitching at the distracted mom ahead of me who refuses to pull up the three inches necessary to get me out of the crosswalk. I feed my kids corn dogs for dinner - frozen, full-fat corn dogs, stuffed full of delicious things like nitrates and food coloring and preservatives I can't even begin to pronounce. I mop the floors, make the beds, clean the toilets and whine about the mountain of laundry that I can never, ever seem to catch up on.
If I were a rich lady, though, the first thing I'd do is change out of my thrifted (insert random article of clothing here) and into any of the following from Dior's Spring 2011 collection. Seeing these clothes makes my insides curdle with desire and my hands curl into grabby gimme-gimme ineffectual fists. I wish I had the occasion and money to dress myself in such a fantastically dramatic, feminine way. But mostly, though, these outfits induce fantasies of how I'd pull them off in real life.
This one would be perfect for viewings of horribly tedious (though deeply adorable) first grade school plays.
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| Photos via Style.com |
I can only imagine the ruckus that would result if I wore this towering plume of a hat to Despicable Me (or whatever kid-friendly movie is playing at the moment.) I'd probably get pelted with kettle corn.
I can see how sitting in carpool is these gowns might be a tad bit...uncomfortable. Wiggle skirts and cloud-like layers of tulle are practical for one thing, and one thing only: wearing to the Oscars. Or making Rachel Zoe say ba-nanas over and over and over and over again until her head spins and lifts her into the air like a helicopter.
I am forced to admit that there are no frothy Dior concoctions in my future. So here's what I wore today. My outfit might be missing red lipstick and stiff-shouldered swagger, but, alas, but it will have to do.
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| Vintage thifted sweater tunic; Michael Stars long-sleeved tee; Gap belt; Gap Outlet jeggings; Frye boots; Plato's Closet leather bracelet |
Bracelets....
It's really cold here and i can't take photos outside, i barely get out the door. So , today i will share my bracelet collection:vintage, accessorize, h&m and painted by me, hope that you will like it!!!I miss the sun!:*
Vama i ne moram da pričam koliko je hladno.... Nikada nisam ovoliko priželjkivala Sunce....a obožavam zimu, što znači da je sneg preterao malkice! :) Nema izlazaka iz kuće, nema slikanja, ukoliko ovo potraje, i ponestane ideja za postove , ostaće mi još samo čarape da vam slikam, i onda sam sve obuhvatila... ;) ooo kako je ovo vreme dosadnoo...Zbog toga umesto nekog mnogo zanimljivijeg posta, možete videti sve moje narukvice, accessorize, h&m, najveći broj je vintage (mamine i tetkine) i one koje sam ja obojila! :) Njih ste mogli da vidite OVDE. Koje vam se najviše dopadaju?!
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