31 January 2008
What the heck, y'all seemed eager to eat all the candy last week, so I figured it'd be a good idea to pass some more out.
I wasn't in love with the cut of the colorblocked Calvin Klein gown Jamie-Lynn Sigler wore to the SAG Awards last Sunday, however...
And while we're on the topic of Lanvin, let me please lust over this pre-Fall peek at Alber's upcoming collection (photo courtesy of Ms. Spinach)
Not crazy about the embellished Herrera dress, not crazy about all the Godiva (I'm a Sunkist Fruit Gems girl) but Ali Larter, as always, is so well put-together I had no choice but to dub her a definite piece of "eye candy".
I may not be qualified to offer advice on true bargain hunting.
I'm probably not the girl to whom you should come for an all-sizes-are-equally-beautiful pep talk.
And I'm definitely not fashion-forward enough to recognize (much less understand) the obvious brilliance behind the denim-n'-stars extravaganza Lagerfeld and Pilati sent down their runways in Paris last Fall.
But as John Rambo sagely imparted in First Blood and reinforced in installments two through four, one must not permit one's weaknesses -or outside reminders thereof- to detract from exercising one's strengths. He had his cross-bow, and I, well, I have the ability to identify, locate and put forth for my readers a flat-out fabulous collection of showpiece necklines.
Necklines, they're kinda what I do best.
In the office, there is far less we can do below the belt than above; the range in cut and color for professional trousers and skirts is so very narrow, and thus, I greatly encourage you to look beyond the traditional oxfords and twin-set shells to consider any one of the following 16 varieties.*
Maybe not the last one, however, as its extreme volume tests even my sky-high tolerance for frill.
($36.50 at asos.com)
($276 at chickdowntown.com)
($160 at revolveclothing.com)
Large neck-framing frill
($276 at lisakline.com)
*remember, I'm not so much recommending the specific blouse as I am the type of neckline each blouse represents.
30 January 2008
...but please, go right ahead and tell me my hindquarters could stand to lose a few, that my asymmetric eye-patch is painfully '80s and that the red-rimming 'round my peepers makes me look an aged three years instead of my youthful two and a half.
Go on, I dare you.
29 January 2008
First, a photographic introduction to the influence(s) behind why my new favorite dressy topper is an LLJ, or "little leather jacket":
For those who were hoping I'd fallen off the Prim Express altogether with an admission of affection for Mary-Kate's favored Balenciaga ankle-booties, Ashley's beloved Louboutin 'Pinhead' boots, or their mutual affection for all things big and furry, I do apologize. I'm not quite there yet.
Where I am, however, is madly in love with the idea of wearing a fitted, moto-style black leather jacket on the red carpet -- or in my case, to a formal or semi-formal DC event. For the past couple of months, ever since my lone formal coat was sucked into a black abyss in a club bathroom, I've had to choose among my work coat, my more casual weekend coat, my olive trench and a host of cute but seasonably impractical jackets to top my cocktail ensembles. I know it might seem excessive to some to care so much about an item that will spend the majority of the evening on a rented hanger, but hey, that's me, I kinda want it all.
So after a couple of years of observing the twins Tanner rock this look so successfully, I finally came to a point where (a) I needed a new going-out coat (b) I found a very reasonably priced version of my ideal going-out coat and (c) I had the chutzpah to finally face the fact that there may be a little more Olsen and a little less Audrey in me than I ever wanted to admit.
Also, on a more practical note, the benefits of owning an LLJ extend far beyond just that which you'd wear on the party circuit. They look smashing with skinny jeans and flats, super chic with a high-waisted pencil skirt and pumps and even have the ability to enhance that ruffled jumpsuit you know you -and your friend to whom you've outsourced its less-expensive equivalent's search and rescue- are constantly looking for on the Interwebs.
In closing, I'd like to thank you, Mary-Kate and Ashley, for your leather-jacket-cum-party-topper inspiration -- I hope y'all don't mind too much I'm gonna have to borrow that.
Prompted by reader Angelina's suggestion that I include in my ASJiNE repertoire an end-of-the-month feature in which I highlight the item I've coveted more than any other during the previous 27 to 30 days, I give you just that -- but with an eensy tweak.
Instead of simply placing my seal of approval on this pair of jeans, that cool clutch or the funnel-necked leather sheath I quite literally can't stop searching for/fantasizing about, I thought a more interesting approach would instead involve writing about the genesis of that month's most notable influence, be it from a runway trend, a vintage find, a DC lawyer with an admirably avant-garde fashion sense, or in this month's case, a celebrity.
Or two, rather.
Check back later today for my first "I'm gonna have to borrow that" installment to see what finally convinced me to think of Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen less as the crazy cat-women in waiting I'd always assumed they were and more as two cool chicks with two very unique, often sophisticated and always chance-taking senses of style.
And no, (eye roll) their bony chests will not be the featured subject.
28 January 2008
I don't know about you, but what I witnessed walking down the SAG Awards red carpet last night did nothing for me.
Well, not nothing but pretty darn close to it.
My feeling is, if we're expected to endure Giuliana and Debbie's highly sycophantic, over-the-top "You look amaaaazing, girl -- how you keep yo'self so teeny-tiny?" interviews with some of the most annoying women in the industry -namely Eva Longoria(-Parker), Amanda Bynes and Nikki Blonsky- I better be able to de-numb my senses with some gorgeous gowns, sky-high stilettos and sparkly four-figure box clutches.
What I'm saying is, fantasizing about Javier Bardem, Viggo Mortensen, Josh Brolin and James Gandolfini -separately and collectively, I admit- should not have been the highlight of my pre-show.
Here below you'll find the two dresses that made me shake my head the least, the five that made me shake my head the most and the three that with a bit of tweaking could have been so much more than they were.
Keep in mind, I graded these looks in the same way all my college and graduate school professors graded my essays -- with a very generous bell-curve. In other words, someone in the sea of so-so had to get an 'A'. That's just how the system works.
Without further ado, here's what is hopefully the junior varsity version of February 24th's big game:
Michelle Pfeiffer in blissfully simple Versace
Lisa Rinna in a Cavalli-looking Jenny Packham
Jenna Fischer (braless) in Collette Dinnigan
Nikki Blonsky (Spanx-less) in IGIGI
Jane Krakowski, dress and gumball necklace by Malandrino
Chandra Wilson in sequins overload
The 'Would've been better if...'
...she'd gone up a size on top AND worn a bandeau bikini on her last vacation
Vanessa Williams in Escada
...she'd nixed the bow and chosen a less voluminous (i.e., column) skirtSandra Oh in a modern take of a Korean hanbok
...she'd left the dress un-brooched and taken the time to get a pediMarcia Cross in Monique Lhuillier