Photo credits: Fashioncopious.typepad.com
Keke Lindgard for Elle France. Just the right amount of preppy, casual and sexy. I love red lips.
So today I thought I would put on something cute for work as I was really not in the mood for tax – white collared silk top under black bodysuit with grey pencil skirt falling just above the knees.
But oh my gawd it was freaking freezing today in London. Pencil skirt – big, BIG mistake. Linen scarf – I was training myself for winter. Leather jacket – seriously, Yasmin, you’re not a polar bear. You can barely stand the air conditioning in your car.To keep myself warm I had to consume a LOT of tea. I kept whizzing off to the ladies every 15 minutes. I really should have anticipated this and shouldn’t have chosen such a time consuming outfit to assemble.
I thought I would be able to go home and change before dinner but it didn’t help that the tube was temporarily suspended, and there was a massive holdup on Oxford Circus so I was pretty much stranded in town, AND I had to pee. Real badly. I ended up seeking refuge at Selfridges (where toilets were easily available) until it was time for dinner.
So there I was, lifting, unbuttoning, pulling down, squatting, followed by standing, pulling up, buttoning and ‘straightening’ my skirt. Imagine doing that 20 times and you are where I am. Tired. As I am typing this I feel the need to go again.
Next time, I’ll just stick to chunky knits and black skinny trousers to work. Less tea, less trips. Fashion is not always a good idea.
I am quite sad. And pathetic. Whichever. You decide. Like every other female who’s obsessed about fashion, I am ecstatic, no, deliriously excited about Lanvin’s genius collaboration with H&M. After months of what feels like agonising pain, that wait is (almost) over. Lanvin’s collection will go on sale this Tuesday (23rd Nov) in London in selected H&M stores and online. It’s gotten to a point where I’ve actually had dreams (yes, more than one!) of Lanvin dresses and necklaces, oh, that fuchsia necklace. I will go insane if I don’t have that necklace around my neck within the next few days.
I’ve been ‘strategising’ the ways in which I will (note will. Don’t say I don’t have focus and drive) get my hands on at least one of these beautiful garments and accessories:
1. Waking up at 6am (the garments officially go on sale at 7am online) and ‘prep’ i.e. constantly refreshing the website in case it ‘decides’ to open earlier. I will have, laid in front of me, all of my credit cards – all with full financial capacity to enable maximum purchasing power. My laptop(s) will be placed in strategic areas in the flat to ensure maximum internet connection strength;
2. If that fails, I would call work and let them know I have an “emergency” and will be late for work and quickly rush to H&M store and brave the crowd of manic female shoppers;
3. Alternatively, I could go to the extreme – call in sick for work and start making my way towards all the selected H&M stores.
The boyfriend reading this will be shaking his head all the way from the Argentinian farm.
I’m getting all giddy now.
Photo credits: Style.com
I’ve never been a fan of maxi skirts until now. How can I not? It is such a versatile piece – it can be dressed up or down, worn day or night and it’s so comfortable. Also a plus: no longer having to pull your skirt down every time the wind blows, or if you are like me, constantly having to touch your butt to make sure your skirt is not tucked inside your lace knickers. Not that that’s ever happened to me, yet. I’ve always wondered, if you ever saw someone on the street with her skirt in her panties, would you go up to her and inform her or just stare and walk away?
I’ve once seen someone wear tights and a short tshirt (thus it wasn’t long enough to cover her behind) in public, in daylight – which means that you could literally see EVERYTHING; and I wasn’t sure if I should have gone up to her and let her know that she had (obviously) mistaken her tights for leggings. I mean, there could have been a possibility that she did it intentionally, right? I mean, it’s London. There are odd people with ‘eclectic’ fashion sense around here.
Anywhoo, I digress.
I used to think long skirts were only created for the tall and lanky but I’ve come to realised that with the right cut, and most importantly, the right attitude, anyone can pull off this look. Take lessons from Mary Kate and Ashley. It works. And they still look amazing without trying too hard. Love, love, love. Now all I need to do is see my tailor. Or get new heels to go with my new purchase.
It has become amazingly evident that the Ipad is the sexiest, if not essential, digital fashion accessory to date with major fashion houses creating its own version of Ipad covers to Vogue creating the first ever Ipad app version of a fashion magazine with its December issue. The application promises the exact same content as its paper counterpart but with additional features such as live interviews and fashion clips from international fashion shows. I can totally picture myself at Starbucks, tall skinny latte in one hand and the other flicking through the digital pages. Talk about chic!
Plus I’ve been told by the boyfriend how it’s a great conversation starter. So far, he’s been approached by men and women alike, young and old. I distinctly remember him becoming particularly engrossed with Ipad talk with an elderly woman on the tube. How convenient.
I do find it incredibly bizarre how the actual gadget is often the cheaper part of the package. Owning an Ipad does not necessarily make you fashionable; you gotta get the right skin to go with it first. Chanel’s signature quilted case will set you back $1,555 – better start collecting all those loose change in between the cushion covers. And you thought it was going to be that easy.
My dad is in town. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten a Johan lecture. It usually revolves around the same theme –
‘Yasmin, what are you planning on doing after you qualify? Are you going to get married? Are you going to continue with tax, be a lawyer?’
I flash him my biggest smile and say, ‘I want to work in fashion, daddy!’
My dad is not amused. He then tells me that I can do fashion, but that I should go into law first for a couple of years, you know, to gain some connections. With those connections, I would be able to meet someone who will (not may, but will) give me a fashion-based gig. For sure. Or, better yet, I should finish my CTA qualification, go home to Malaysia, become a tax lawyer (oh he is cunning, my father), gain some connections and then go into fashion.
I’m still considering.
photo credit: © All rights reserved Disney Enterprises, Inc. 2010 United States
Glen Keane The Little Mermaid, 1989 Ariel and Flounder Concept art: gouache and black line (xerographic copy) on paper Walt Disney Animation Research Library Collection
I love Disney classics. My all time favourite is The Little Mermaid. What’s not to like? Amazing red hair, the cutest little purple shell bikini and Disney’s very own version of Justin Bieber and Zac Efron. Kids nowadays are deprived of the idea of prince charming and happily ever after, and it’s probably our own fault. We’re scarred for life, it seems. Jaded is probably the right word.
Now with modern day cartoons it’s rare for cartoonist to even consider including a decent looking human being, let alone prince charming into its story plot.
I indulged my inner child and spent a Saturday afternoon watching Princess Ariel desperately try to get Prince Eric to kiss her. If someone tried that now we’d call her desperate. And slightly dumb. The latter for her bad negotiation skills. See? Jaded.
Despite how I feel though, I would still like my kids to experience that piece of happily ever after. Besides, it worked for Kate Middleton right?
I personally am not a fan of Olivia Palermo – granted my judgment is based on how MTV portraits her on The City and thus, all the bad magnified and all the (if any) good downplayed. Despite that, I doubt that it’s all just MTV playing up the bad. Nevertheless I have to admit, that girl can dress. I am madly in love with her Charlotte Olympia black laced booties. Beatrix Ong does one (nymph) which is somewhat similar but without the heavy price tag.