Showing posts with label Roland Mouret. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roland Mouret. Show all posts

23 December 2007

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23 July 2007

15 July 2007

When my least favorite color happens to my favorite dress


After spending much time with her W Magazine photo shoot, I decided I needed to give Victoria Beckham a chance.

And I'm trying, really I am, but for every point she earns with her thinly-veiled attempts at friendliness and her impractically high stilettos while browsing the aisles at Toys-R-Us, she ruins her chances by doing things like taking my beloved, favorite-item-for-Fall Roland Mouret 'Moon dress', desecrating it with god-awful Pepto-pink, topping it off with a matchy-matchy Malibu-Barbie-looking Hermès Birkin bag and for some reason I still can't quite understand, insisting on maintaining that fake-as-hell platinum hair color.

If it weren't for her impressive almond-toed Sergio Rossi platform pumps, the perfect fit of the Mouret sheath, the Starbust-sized, pear-shaped bauble on her left ring finger (so ridiculous it's fabulous) and of course, that under-these-Tom-Ford-glasses-I'm-laughing-at-all-of-you expression, I might be tempted to cut Miss Posh even before the real game begins.

Scientology brochure-pusher or not, I'd advise spending more quality time over at the crazy compound with your newly-realized BFF so that perhaps by osmosis her good taste might dilute your own.

19 June 2007

Get your favorite designer dress for "free"


"Mom?"

"Yes, Johanna."

"Uh, remember how when I was younger you sewed all my dresses and Halloween costumes and oh, oh, you know how you're making those curtains right now for L and M?"

(silence)

"Mom? Are you th.."

"Yes, I'm here."

"Well, I was thinking about how you like to sew so much and how the sewing machine is already out and in your sewing room and how JoAnn Fabric is having that big sale you told me about on Sunday...and I thought you'd like to...I thought you might enjoy..."

"You thought I'd like to what, Johanna? I might enjoy doing what?"

"Um, well, I found this pattern of a really cute dress that looks just like a dress I've always loved - a dress you'll love, too - and since I'm trying to do that whole saving-over-spending thing you, Dad and I talked about over Christmas, I thought maybe you'd like to sew me the dress."

"Sew you the dress?"

"Yeah, so I don't have to buy it. If I could even find it, which is highly unlikely, because I've been looking for it forever, and I..."

"You want me to buy the fabric, buy the pattern, sew the dress and then mail it to you? Is that what you're saying?"

"Well yeah, so I don't have to buy it. If I bought it, it would be at least...I don't know, like $300. At least $300."

"And this way?"

"This way what?"

"And this way, having me sew it for you, costs how much?"

"Well, it costs me nothing."

(silence)

"Mom?"

"I'm still here."

"So, what do you think?"

"I think you're still seven years old."

"Does that mean you'll do it?"

"(Sigh)...it is a cute dress, and the pattern doesn't look too complicated..."

"Oh my God, I love you, Mom!"

"Listen to me, Johanna, if I do this, you're buying the fabric and giving me honest measurements."

"Done and done."

And in that five-minute conversation, the classic Roland Mouret sheath dress made the unthinkable jump from my never-gonna-happen wishlist to my confirmed-for-Fall-2007 lineup.

Ladies, if your sewing-inclined parent, sibling, work colleague or even your trusted tailor owes you a favor, head on over to VoguePatterns (or Butterick or McCall), find that Badgley Mischka dress, that Alice + Olivia skirt or, if you're like I am and prefer the sexy housewife look, the 'Vogue Vintage' section, pay the $15 pattern price and strike that deal.

My Mom doesn't know it yet, but I'm already cobbling together quite the Christmas list for her: this dress in cranberry taffeta, this cape in ivory wool-cashmere, this skirt in grey herringbone...

And why not? They're practically free!