Officially a 3L
Going to go pass out and hopefully will wake up feeling like a normal, sane, social person.
Yesterday I went into the belly of the beast and managed to get away with my credit card balance intact. AllSaints’ Soho store is overflowing with skulls, sewing machines and the deconstructed styles I fell in love with in Belfast. For my own good, I decided to visit on a specific mission, to pick up this shirt for my nephew. His dad, my older brother, is away on a nuclear sub with the Navy for a few weeks, so I thought this nautical theme shirt would be adorable. Thankfully the kids’ display was a straight shot in the doorway, so I avoided most of the womenswear. Final damage? Only $20 - should have be $35 but they mislabeled the shirt and only made me pay the sticker price. Steeling myself, I neglected to check and see if there were similar price surprises throughout the store.
Going to go pass out and hopefully will wake up feeling like a normal, sane, social person.
-I cannot suffer through the London Olympics — we’re not prepared, Liz.
Wesley Snipes speaks the truth - London unveils their creepy and somewhat distributing Olympic mascots.
Keeping in line with Vogue’s long-held love affair with skinny, tall blondes, Blake Lively graces their June 2010 issue, marking her second cover appearance. For a Vogue cover, it’s surprisingly natural, despite a clearly over Photoshopped upper thigh. Blake is known for her curves, no need to give her an emaciated leg.
I told you I love a Justin Bieber song? Can I plead temporary “I’ve been doing but finals for a month” insanity?
A new vintage shop? That has its own Tumblr? Mere blocks away from my apartment? Greenpoint just gets better every day. Once I’m free of corporations, I’ll be paying a visit to petit boudoir. Law school finals really put a dent in my ability to blog and shop - only eight more days until I can emerge from my hermit-like existence.
Fashion tends to be a very personal topic - one person’s hideous is another’s stunning. I tend to err on the side of applauding risk takers and those who end up in traditional “what on earth??” lists. I have a love/hate relationship with Jezebel.com. I love their exposés on dirt bags like Terry Richardson and Scott Baio, but sometimes I find the site close-minded. Particularly when it comes to fashion.
Case in point, their coverage of the Costume Institute Ball. While the site generally promotes acceptance of risk taking and not judging women, they seem to adore traditional sparkly gowns and eschew those that take a different fashion route. Some of my favorite dresses of the night, including Blake Lively’s ludicrously short (but fun and refreshing amidst a sea of long, muted gowns) Marchesa, M.I.A’s couture chain metal dress by Alexander Wang and Kirsten Dunst’s Rodarte all landed on the “bad” or “ugly” lists. I even appreciated Tina Fey’s YSL jumpsuit. Come on, at this point, does anyone really expect anything but quirky, not quite right red carpet fashion from Tina?
There are always missteps on the red carpet, but there should be a place for those who step outside of the box bit. Particularly during an event like the Met Gala, which traditionally offers up a red carpet full of outfits that would never cut it during awards season. I expect straight-forward, run of the mill fashion critique from People Magazine, but if Jezebel wants to be an alternative, forward thinking blog, I think an attitude overhaul is needed in some areas.
Excluding ophthalmologists, most doctors do not do eye exams before dispensing Latisse, but they do explain how to apply it. Latisse must be dabbed on the upper lash line only, since it can grow unintended hair — on the cheek, for example.
— Things I never notice on a woman - short eyelashes. Things I certainly notice - cheek hair. To me, Latisse symbolizes the ultimate in unnecessary beauty treatments. Are slightly longer lashes really worth all the downsides highlighted by the New York Times? Including a cost of over $100 a month, possibly permanent changes in your eye color and cheek hair?
Just snagged this Laundry dress from Gilt for $99 (originally $295) to wear to my friend’s Memorial Day weekend wedding. It’ll be my second wedding in as many days - I’m in my college roommate’s wedding in DC on Saturday, back to NYC the next day for another. Now that the dress situation is taken care of, I can move on to shopping for shoes and gifts! Well, really I need to return to studying for my professional responsibility and entertainment law finals coming up this week…but online shopping is the perfect “I don’t even have to leave the computer!” study break, no?
I’m pretty sure Justin Bieber borrowed his dad’s tux for the White House Correspondents’ Dinner. (via)