sir, yes SIR

the  danger of doing this blog is that it heightens my desire to acquire the items i blog about.  perfect examples are the Burberry skirt i cannot erase from my mind and that damned Balmain jacket. 
'member them?  i do.  and i do want them so.

there's this little thing called reality, and luckily it checks me.  not always - but it does at times.  so, in lieu of saying "eh whatever" to savings accounts, and purchasing said lust items, i'm doing the reality dance and looking for alternatives.  for the jacket at least...  as much as i adore the gorgeous original designs (and every now and then, esp with shoes - i crumble - but that's a story for a different day), this search for the "real world" option is one of my favorite things to do. here's one of the few i found on my ShopStyle quest.

i'm on the hunt i'm after youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.....

Jackets by Victoria's Secret

best tea ever and more

i am relatively certain i've gone on about how much i love the shop Liberty in London.  (and yes i do realize it's a bit of a theme here... and i do realize London FW is over.  but it's never really over is it?  the clothes are still here, oui?)  bit of an esoteric tangent there.

so - Liberty.  my favorite tea room anywhere, AND some of the best shopping this side of.... well, anywhere really.  now, as i am currently in NYC (the shopping here is not too shabby either - but that's another story for another day) and not in London, imagine how it tickled me when i remembered that Liberty is doing a little somethin' somethin' with Target.   it hits stores (and the glorious interwebs) March 14th - and along with a line of home goods (including a tea pot that i will certainly own) there are a few very cute pieces.  it's got a 60's / early 70's flair to it - i kind of adore the jumpsuit, and the dress and coat... and how can you not love a good Liberty print?

they're goin mental at Target with all of these collaborations.  after the Rodarte collab, i wasn't sure i could love again.   but along came Liberty...   

rain? what rain?

right.  two things.   one.  it often rains in London.  if you did not expect or prepare for this, and only brought stilettos, well then... that's just silly now, isn't it?  two.   are you seriously going to complain about it when you're IN LONDON AT FASHION WEEK??   honestly.

ray of sunshine in said rainy times? the Burberry Prorsum show.  GORGE.  lovely and amazing.  i'm still not even close to over my obsession with the skirt from Burberry's spring/summer collection.  not even close.  and now add this in the mix!?!?!  we've got ourselves what is teetering on an addiction.  i cannot even fathom how much i love the over the knee boots in the army green/brown.  and the dresses?  and the bandage sweater?  i feel a bit faint - pass the salts.  seriously.   gorgeous.   stuff.   and call me a broken record, but how fantastic is the cobalt coat?


don't try to make me go to rehab for this one.  (insert Amy Winehouse song here)  this addiction stays in the picture, thank you very much, good morning.

love is in the air

wedding invite... west hollywood... quite the to-do. what to wear? let's go with this, shall we? oh - and add a custom necklace made by a good friend of mine -- keep an eye out for a post on her new online store - coming soon!

i now pronounce myself dressed

a bit of lovely for your monday morn

the shows must go on.  the fashion shows i mean...  there was a moment of silence to mark the loss of Alexander McQueen at the start of London Fashion Week.  bittersweet.   but the shows must go on - with the hope that there will emerge a new talent to grab the reins.

London fashion particularly rocks my little world - i suppose in part because of my Brit blood - it gets all bubbly with excitement.  there's always a bit more of an edge to the collections out of London than anywhere else.  it's just what we do i suppose...

right then, that being said, Matthew Williamson is not one of the edgier designers, but for the love of God he is a good one.  these pieces are BEAUTS.  normally he is Sir Print A-Lot.  but i'm much more into to the gorge lines in the simpler pieces this time round.  while the cape is killer with the shock of cobalt,  the piece that really has me all dreamy is that drapey jacket over a long dress.  LOVE it. LOVE. 

yes please!

it's all happening

saturday morning clicking around the tv yielded one of my favorite movies -- almost famous. the combo of the acting and the music backing it up twists me up into a ball of emotion.  i did have a moment in time where i was a bit connected to a band - that might be part of it... but it's also so honest and raw - it hits a beautiful nerve in me.   OBVS i love the clothes...  knee high boots and minis - and this coat - oh this coat...  i am a sucker for the 70's rock and roll clothing. 

watching it this morning something struck me  -- the quote that rock and roll was dead, and was turning into an "industry of cool".  which it did, and is.  i think the same holds true of fashion -- the fashion shows, the whole exclusive echelon of who is who and wearing whom...  often it's not even about the clothing...  i don't care about who sat in the front row.  i don't care who went to the after party.  i care about the beautiful things that some of these people are making. 

kate moss is a real fashion icon for the very reason that she's a bit of a mess sometimes, and she wears whatever the hell she feels and it's phenomenal.   Penny Lane puts fashion in its place too - saying "when we go to Morocco we should wear completely different clothes and become completely different people".

keep it fun - keep it real - keep it honest - do it with all your stars out.  it's all happening.

dear Sandra...

you looked smashing in Alexander McQueen at the SAG awards.  and you won.  i'm rootin' for you to win the Oscar because, quite frankly, i adore you and you deserve it.  in light of the recent loss of Sir McQueen, how lovely would it be to rock his frock at the awards?  

just a thought...  perhaps one of these numbers here.  unless you have a custom design up your sleeve that you have not yet told us about...

stay fabulous,

love, the-e-stylist