tilda swinton/ marchesa casati

everything about these 

photos are 

a thousand words...

still in love with this.

then and now.

little details are very important

this and thats

of frills on things

that make it just a little bit more special

a deep red hue

red

red

red

his version of a 1930s star

Harkening back to silver screen-era beauties and heady escapism, Galliano introduced his version of the 1930s star. To research the collection, the meticulous designer even traveled to Los Angeles, where he toured Old Hollywood homes, envisioning the lives of legendary actresses Mary Pickford, Tallulah Bankhead and Lillian Gish.

Back in Paris, on a laser-lit runway with floating bubbles, he captured the foregone era with bias-cut bejeweled gowns in billowing layers, feathery headdresses, Edwardian coats encrusted with pendants and brooches, lace blouses and semi-transparent floral summer frocks. Blurring the lines between silent film and the dazzling Depression era “talkies,” looks were unapologetically glamorous, tailored bed jackets empowering and slip dresses liberating. With charm and aplomb, Galliano resurrected the sensuality, independence and playfulness of a pre-color Lala land—a world of dark lips, smokey eyes and smoldering sexuality.

a modern take

a modern take on something inspired

by the 1920's

and something from the 1930's

stung

1920's inspired

make up

today...

what can i do to be glamourous?

a little touch of seasoning that makes a dish just right.


charm is the ability to make other people comfortable and happy in your company.

more bows...

a pretty tidy bow on a pretty little lady..

and this is a dainty little idea!

something every girl should have..

and something to brighten up any outfit..

well not too bright that is-

a lovely maroon colored blouse with a perfect bow

around the neck.

a continued...olga sherer

1.

2.

3.

these are darling...

a lovely bow indeed

bows of refinement

put a clever bow on every blouse..

and if you are in black and white,

then just add a bit of color

cracks

i really like the way eva green's hair and clothes

look in this movie..

 the ordinary color of this coat with  

exclamation point red lips

and a striped vest with a tie

edie beale goes to camp

[the styling of jenna lyons]

i love this fall fashions look.

and i think one of the reason why-

 i already have most of these sorts of

wonderful things already in my closet!

the real vintage stuff though...

A little bit Edie Beale goes to Girl Scouts Camp. 

"There’s an influence of the olives, clipboards, the utilitarian, funny hats, flowers stuck in the hair, fishbone braids and moccassins, but all paired with sequins!”Jenna Lyons, J. Crew’s uber stylish creative director said of the inspiration behind her quirky, always-fun fall looks.

 From blazers covered in over 20 brooches, to layers that seem to have piled up over days, the message was clear—more is more! Lyons said the trick to pulling off this overdone look now is not to be afraid: “The most important trick is mixing textures—wear something shiny with something rumpled and broken down.

do you know what this means?

that fall is on it's way...

hold my head

we'll trampoline

finally through the roof

on to somewhere near

and far in time

velouria

her covering 

travelling career

she can really move

oh velveteen!

my velouria, my velouria

even i'll adore you

my velouria

say to me

where have you been 

finally through the roof

and how does lemur skin

reflect the sea?

we will wade in the shine of the ever

we will wade in the shine of the ever

we will wade in the tides of the summer

every summer

every summer

every

my velouria

my velouria

forevergreen

i know she's here

in California

i can see the tears 

of shastasheen

my velouria, my velouria

even i'll adore your

my velouria

[lyrics by the pixies]

it's not hard to realize...

Here she comes,
You'd better watch your step,
She's going to break your heart in two,
It's true.

It's not hard to realize,
Just look into her false colored eyes,
She'll build you up to just put you down,
What a clown.
'Cause everybody knows
She's a femme fatale
The things she does to please
She's a femme fatale
She's just a little tease
She's a femme fatale

See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks.
You're written in her book,
You're number thirty-seven, have a look.
She's going to smile to make you frown,
What a clown.
Little boy, she's from the street.
Before you start you are already beat.
She's going to play you for a fool,
Yes it's true.
'Cause everybody knows
She's a femme fatale

[lyrics by nico]

dedicated follower of fashion

a dandy female...

They seek him here
they seek him there
his clothes are loud but never square.
It will make or break him
t
'cos he's a dedicated fol
so he's got to buy the be
slower of fashion.
And when he does his little rounds
l the latest fads and trends
'cos 
round the boutiques of London Town
eagerly pursuing

a
lhe's a dedicated follower of fashion.

[eve green]

There's one thing that he loves
and that is flattery
a dots
the next week he'sin
one week he's in pol
k stripes
a dedicated follower of fashion.
They seek
'cos he's
  him here
they seek him there
Square.
Ev'rywhere the carnabytion arm
in Regent Street and Leicester
 y marches on
icated follower of fashion.
each one a de
d

His world is built 'round discotheques and parties
this pleasure seeking individual always looks his best
'cos he's a dedicated follower of fashion.
erfly
in matters of the cloth he is as fickle as
He flits from shop to shop just like a but
t can be
'cos he's a dedicated follower of fashion.

He's a dedicated follower of fashion.

starless nights

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song
Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain
[the photos are by wendy bevan
and the lyrics by nat king cole]

red lips and...

pale skin...

[side note: I can hear portishead traveling down the hallway,

on a scratchy little record player,

coming from the other room..it's true.

takes me back to days of riding on the train everyday,

with my earphones on,

staring out the window as things fly by,

waiting to hear-

 'Last stop, Union Station'...]

and rare vintage finds...

hair half tucked under and pinned to the side-

perhaps if June Miller was thrown into a modern day...

and was sitting in the middle of union station in one of those

large brown leather club type chairs...

soundtrack for the day...

today i will dye my hair..

from platinum to medium golden blonde.

this is the sort of color i hope it turns out to be..

i will be dying it myself 

in my own little bathroom.

and then, when i am all done,

 perhaps i can look like i am going on holiday

to futuristic who-ville.

i love her make-up and the expression on her face.

and really, the color is wonderful.

then i have an appointment to get a signature facial

down in newport beach.

i have not had a facial done for a few years now...

and thought it might be about time

to treat myself to something i deserve.

[after i dye it---this picture will be the-

my hair 'then' 

to the my hair now]

it's not much of a change.

i always go back and forth.