Fashion from a highschooler's perspective. That is all.

Sunday, December 31, 2006

New Years Eve Prep

1) Wash with fabulous Papya Body Scrub from The Body Shop

2) Outfit: denim pencil skirt, gray jersey blouse, cropped purple cardi, tights and black heels

3) Makeup: lots of charcoal Clinique eyeshadow, bit of blush, Lancome mascara

4) Hair: tie up in no-fuss bun

5) Spritz some body spray

6) Slip on shoes

7) Last check in mirror, lipgloss on

Have a wonderful New Year's Eve and Welcome 2007!

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Time Flies By When There's Everything To Do

Thank you everyone for your lovely comments on my presents. And as one can only read "He lost his limbs but not his soul"(MSN) articles so many times, here are pictures.

I apologize for the sideways photo. But at any rate, my gorgeous new necklace is above. It hasn't been off my neck since god knows when, all I need is a tag with my name/address/socialsecuritynumber and I'll never be lost again. But then again, not such a good idea.

A bigass watch from Aldo. One of two boxing day spoils (Seriously, I feel like I'm getting old. Last year I could shop for hours and come out with six bags of quality crap and now I'm exhausted after buying two items. Two!).

The face is bigger than my cheek, and the plastic links clink together since my wrist is too small for it. Nothing could be better. Oversized everything, for life!

Monday, December 25, 2006

The Last Christmas of 2006

Following Isabel's lead, here are the oh-so amazing gifts waiting under the tree for me.

- A red bead necklace, charming because of its' dark red colour and perfect length.
- Body Shop atomiser (I plan on creating a collection of atomisers. Reason? No reason)
- Black maryjane heels
- Cranberry viscose scarf
- Audrey Hepburn Treasures hardcover !
- Marie Antoinette soundtrack

Clearly, I am too spoiled.

Saturday, December 23, 2006

The Practical Christmas

Cocktail dresses are pretty to look at, let's get this straight here. Ogling dainty heels and frocks rank high on my time-filler list. But to be honest, as a high school student, I'm not going to be going to any cocktail parties during the holidays. Or even anyplace that merits a chichi satin clutch (although I would take one to, say, grocery shopping).
Christmas style has always meant, for me, cozy knits (yes, even those hideous reindeer-splattered box sweaters).
I love playing glamour girl probably more than the next girl, but Christmas morning (and the week before, and after..) is when you're allowed to wear your PJs and drape a cardi over yourself to go and make yourself a big mug of Camino hot chocolate. When a peacoat and scarf is the only thing you need other than your most tattered jeans/sweats for your coffee run.
Have a wonderful holiday, all you chic people!

Friday, December 22, 2006


There's nothing like a bit of glitz to cheer up (or kick off) your winter break. And nothing ever will come close to being as spectacular as a pair of uber-shiny, worn-in leather, gold oxfords. Can you say perfect?
Peeping out from a pair of wool trousers, or being the highlight in an all-black ensemble, even with the most feminine of skirts. It's the perfect mix of overconsumption and restraint.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

When It's All Falling Down

Why I haven't been blogging, I have no idea. It's not like I've been swamped with school, or other activities. I have, however, been lying around listening to old Tragically Hip CDs (haha, don't laugh) and dreaming of Christmas.

Current obsessions:

Revlon nail polish in a burgundy shade, with a slight metallic overlay

Clinique lipstick (A Different Shade of Grape) that's curiously the exact same shade as the aforesaid nailpolish and a cameo ring of mine

3/4 sleeve tops

Gift swapping, and eating all of the chocolate in the household before Christmas

School officially finishes on December 22nd, so expect actual posts and more frequent (I promise, I promise for real this time!) posting.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Lee Miller, War Photographer

Indubitably, this is the season of the icon. Films, articles, editorials on muses and style idols from all decades are being pushed at us from all angles. Edie Sedgewick, Marie Antoinette, Audrey, the list goes on.

After finding articles/feature in magazines (Swindle and Nylon respectively), my idolizing has been turned to Lee Miller. She was an amazing photographer in the 20s and 30s, and (in my humble opinion), really captured the essence of the war-torn, flapper-girl era.

Discovered by Conde-Nast, became a model, studied portraiture and photography, became muse/photography assistant to Man Ray, and then became a 'tographer herself. I find it amazing that she was able to accomplish this in the 20s. In the 60s, it wouldn't seem unnatural, but back then, women were still being ostracized and the fact that she lived such a glamourous life is pretty darn impressing.

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Opulence At Its' Finest

Call me stubborn, or just strange, but I'm wishing it's spring. It's kind of a funny story, since all summer I was all about ankle boots and chunky sweaters, and now all I want to wear is beautiful spring dresses and light coats.
It's over-saturation, I know it. You get so excited for a certain trend to hit the stores (ahem, ankle boots) that when they actually do get there, the love affair's all over.

Everything the stores do, Etsy does it better. The handcrafted jewellery and well, everything, is just so amazing and cannot be beat. I'm totally in love with this necklace.

Can't you imagine wearing a skirt as such with a gorgeous swing coat and bright flats?

The only time you can get away with delicate, low-cut flats is in spring. Summer is too warm for closed-toe shoes, and fall/winter is just too wet and cold.

Hi, can you follow me home? I can't afford you right now, but I swear you'll be worn frequently and lovingly. Ah, the joys for perusing Anthropologie.

Friday, December 01, 2006

Too Good To Be True

Tell me, what exactly is a snowboot crossed with a pompom-topped scrunchie? The answer, mes amies, is this hideous thing. Payless has gone the way of the inane yetis, expecting us to buy such monstrosities in a post-Christmas, Boxing Day fit of madness. Which is actually probably true. Oh, I feel guilty now.

The boot has potential though, which makes the whole thing so much more sad. It could probably work as a copy (excuse me, interpretation) of those crazy Lacoste puffa boots that were all over the Lacoste shows.
Why the weird moon-boot soles? A sleeker, less chunky sole, without all those plastic criss-crossing action would be nice. And the puffiness could be nicer without the dangly pompoms and a longer length.

Sometimes, it's just nice to bitch unnecessarily at a pair of shoes.