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The unexpected

29 Nov

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Daily outfit, Versace for H&M silk skirt, black blouse, black tights, black sandals

Let’s face it, this look is pretty hot. This would be my fall-back outfit if I couldn’t find a way to make this new skirt work. My new Versace for H&M skirt. There, I said it. I was one of those people who made the trek and tested her luck. Here’s how it all went down. My husband and I had taken a red-eye to New York; we were going to stay in the East Village and spend Thanksgiving week with one of our best friends and have dinner with his family. A few days earlier I was telling a friend of mine at work that I was excited about the upcoming release Friday, I thought I might check out the store before going to work. Here is where the first part of the adventure starts. I had the date wrong. The release was set for the Saturday of my early morning arrival.

Next thing I know, I’m contemplating whether I could have the cab detour on the way from the airport to the closest store to my friend’s place after landing. Anyone who’s taken a red-eye topped nicely with a sleeping pill knows that couldn’t possibly happen. I slept through the flight, as expected, remaining only moderately coherent for the next few hours while the successful attempt at managing my slumber wore off. I was in no condition to face a crowd, let alone handle any type of monetary transaction with precision. Or trying pants on. So I laid my head down and slept.

I woke up around 11:00am and decided that once properly fed and showered, I might investigate the idea. I had reneged on my previous commitment to actually go, I was now in a contemplative state while sipping hot coffee. It might sound like I took a few steps back on this whole thing but stay with me. Around 1:00pm, a quick internet search revealed that the nearest store in SoHo was indeed walking distance. I knew I was getting a late start, I’d heard about the lines; I also knew I had nothing to lose. What I knew most of all was that I was not going to subscribe to any kind of frenzy. I was willing to check it out but if it looked like a zoo, I would turn back and leave. Honestly, I assumed that I had missed my chance. Still, I walked down the five flights of stairs, made a left and headed out into the brisk November air.

I spotted H&M easily enough; I popped in and found nothing. A little disappointed that there wasn’t even a trace of a display, I quickly realized this store had probably not carried the line and that the store listing online had been erroneous. Nonetheless, I asked a dressing room attendant where the nearest store carrying Versace was only to be told it was right down the street. A block away, maybe two at most. I strolled over while the clocked ticked. A few minutes later, I walked down a flight of stairs to a line of people and started asking, “is this the…” to which an affirmative nod told me all I needed to know. So I got in line. It was that easy.

It was that easy! There were maybe twenty-five people ahead. It turned out they were letting people into the gated area as others left which kept things incredibly civilized. I had missed the rush, the time slots, everything. The woman in front of me and I chatted to pass the time. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood. Before I knew it, my turn was up. I picked through and found a few things I liked and made my way to the dressing room, elated and a little giddy.

Look, I’m just as surprised as you are how this whole thing went down. I had no expectations, if anything, I was madly curious. I wanted to see the clothes first-hand. Versace’s style isn’t even right for me, it’s completely over the top. But like any curious and adventurous fashion lover I had to see. Fast-forward to the present. It’s safe to assume I tried every possible suitable combination in my wardrobe to come up with a way to personalize the skirt. And so while the look at the top is hot and perfect for a night out, it’s also predictably safe. I want to wear this skirt to work; this is how I’m going to do it.

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Daily outfit, Versace for H&M silk skirt, rust tights, green cashmere sweater, vintage necklace

Vintage Vendome crystal necklace

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Black top/Laundry by Shelli Segal, paradise skirt/Versace for H&M, black tights/unknown, sandals/Franco Sarto, green cashmere sweater/Bloomingdale’s, rust tights/WeLoveColors.com, brown studded booties/Dolce Vita via Poshmark, vintage crystal necklace/Hell’s Kitchen flea market.

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I have a confession to make. I’ve become completely addicted to Poshmark. It’s an iPhone app that allows you to take pictures of your clothes to sell and follow other sellers to buy their clothes and accessories. It’s a much classier solution to ebay, complete with fun photo filters and the approachability of apps like Instagram. Check it out and tell me what you think. You’re going to be seeing a lot more cute things that I bought via Poshmark in the near future. Check out their facebook page for more info. I was one of their early beta testers and am absolutely loving it.

 
 

FBFF Q&A: Labels, good or bad?

15 Jul

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Daily outfit and style tips, wearing green sweater, yellow dress, rust tights

Have I mentioned how much I love We Love Colors lately? I was complimented on my outfit at least four times yesterday while walking around because of those tights. Those TIGHTS! Where did you get them? 

I ordered them online from WeLoveColors.com.

Check my archives going back a few months and you’ll see how many colorful tights I own. I live in them three quarters of the year. They’re incredibly comfortable, they wash well in a mesh laundry bag with the rest of my clothes. I hang them to dry and they bounce right back. Are you sold yet? You should go order a pair or two. I’m partial to the more opaque microfiber but I expect to branch out with my next order.

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This week’s topic on Fashion Beauty Friend Friday is about labeling ourselves and each other. Is it doing more harm than good? How do we personally feel about labels? Read on to see what I have to say about it.

FBFF: As a someone who writes/blogs about fashion, have you placed yourself into some sort of blogging category?

FJ: Well, I think of myself as a daily outfit blogger, not because I blog daily but I blog about my daily outfits. Honestly, I’ll write about whatever is on my mind so the pictures speak to the outfit part and the content just captures vignettes of my life. Though this did slip by the wayside recently, I’m re-committing to perpetuating positive body image with deeper articles. Hopefully this comes across in my regular posts, also.

FBFF: What keeps you from or encourages you to label yourself as a certain kind of blogger?

FJ: I think broader categories are helpful in giving me a vision of how I move forward on this path and helpful to those looking for such. I’m not particularly afraid that I’m creating an impression that can be so neatly tied up and packaged that it defines me as a whole. This is one of many, many labels that make me who and what I am. The issue for me is when a label becomes judgment or dogma. It’s no different to me than saying, “oh, you like jazz? Check out the jazz section.” You like to see what people do with their everyday look? Check out what The House in the Clouds is doing. Kinda like that.

FBFF: When picking blogs to read and follow are you drawn to ones that indicate a certain group or way of thinking/being?

FJ: I never really defined it that way but I like bloggers who are likable. My criteria for that is personal, I’m sure every blogger is likable. There are many that make an impression on me in a way that leads me to believe if we worked together, we’d hang out. Whether it’s the tone of their “voice”, what they chose to share about their lives, my gut response is my safety check.

FBFF: Do you think there are benefits in labeling yourself or others?

FJ: Absolutely. As I mentioned earlier, I don’t think a label is a complete judgement of who you are. Is there anything wrong with saying you’re a lifestyle blogger if that best defines your intention? It makes it clearer to me what your intention is with your blog and I can decide for myself it my interest include lifestyle or not. Labels, categories… they’re all ways that help us find our tribes. This system goes way, way back in our evolution and there are many benefits with identifying your tribe.

I think that there can also be fear around being labeled or labeling oneself because it becomes a public declaration of how we are defined. We believe that there is no wiggle room, that we cannot evolve or change but that’s not true. I used to be Goth when I was a kid. It’s pretty obvious I’m not any longer. It’s ok, change is good and labels don’t have to be rigid or permanent. We hold the key.

FBFF: Agree or Disagree – We’re all just people; we don’t need all the labels.

FJ: Both! The labels aren’t the problem, it’s how we use them. There’s no problem if they are used as adjectives that assist in creating part of a whole, understanding the fluid nature of personal and professional evolution. The problem is when we are unforgiving and limited in our view.

Thank you Katy of Modly Chic for crafting this topic. Friend Friday is an opportunity for fashion and beauty bloggers to share their thoughts on a specific topic and read what others have to say on that same topic. For more information, check out Modly Chic and welcome to the wonderful world of blogging!

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My palette is very retro today. I think I match the late 60′s wallpaper in my dining room. Unusual colors combinations can sometimes work so well together. Although the outfit was apparently quite a scene, it was a good scene! I didn’t mix warm and cool hues and stuck to wearing warm, yellow-toned colors. I think that’s what made such a bright combo work so well. When in doubt, play it safe by keeping all your tones either warm, or cool.

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Mustard yellow dress/ModCloth, chartreuse cashmere pullover sweater/Bloomingdale’s, ochre elastic belt/Anthropologie, rust tights/WeLoveColors.com, platform sandals/Urban Outfitters, vintage resin daisy necklace/thrifted.

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Filip Jach