'Oh..'

Are you familiar with the feeling you had after shuttling from your lounge chair to the pool for hours ignorant of what time it is, needing for a rest, leaning your head on the decking of the poolside, thinking about how amazingly 'dolce' it is to live a life like this, with absolutely nothing on your mind except that bitch reminding you not to pee in the pool. That feeling I'm talking about is precisely the one you'll experience when shuffling through Slim Aarons photos.

In his own words, he called, what he made his career out of, "photographing attractive people doing attractive things in attractive places". In all his photos he emphasizes this glamour and joy of being calm and serene without even a slightest worry about the struggle to make a living, that's why we get this feeling of exact happiness from Aarons' photos. 

As summer dances right in front of us in a sensuos way during which you can't touch but only watch, Slim Aarons' photography is like a medicine for our souls craving to put their feet on the hot sand.

When did we go 'modern' ?

How would you react  if you saw Vermeer's girl with the pearl earring with a pair of jeans on? If you would ask me, I got bewitched when I saw this photograph on the shelf of a bookstore and I can't help but adoring this phtograph, in which Dorothee Golz inserts the Renaissance-era portraits into the photographs of modern life, since I saw it on the cover of a Turkish magazine.

It's one of the best witty criticism I've ever seen of the contemporary life via the figures at classical era paintings.

If you want to see more of such compositions, you can check Golz's site. 
I don't know about you but when looking through these photos, I heaved a sigh of longing, longing for the past.
 It's a crystal-clear fact that women have gone much further than one could expect then, in terms of revealing and releasing her body. And to me, that's not modernity, that's a shame. (I mean revealing, of course not releasing.)

Je m'appelle Candy

As my fellas already know, I have a huge soft spot for everything that is published; magazines, books, booklets etc. and DVDs. Major part of my income are eaten up by these every single month and no regrets at all! 

And my third but not the last soul affair is with, as you may guess, the short films. I have a huge short film collection on my computer, either independent or commercial. 

But this time when I saw Roman Coppola's name on the screen, while stalking for a new fav on the internet, my heart, so to say, skipped a beat. 

Our beloved brand Prada's updated version of (I hope less) candy scented 'Candy L'eau', which is planned to hit the stores in April, is the key point of this lovely and witty short film.

The main girl of the film, Candy, in real life French actress Léa Seydoux, looks more than just glamorous. Candy colored set design, Léa's charming porcelain face, smooth bangs and oh-so-sweet shade of pink lipstick and polish she is wearing have totally got me drawn into the ambience of the film.

The whole flick is sooo Lula-ish, soo pleasing and soo Les Parapluies de Cherbourg-ish, and for those who are craving to experience a little bit more of it, 

        

To be continued...

Salut Mrs. Dickies!

You love layering up but sometimes you end up like "What the big F?! I look like a damn Robocop!" in front of the mirror? Whokay then, here is your remedy coming from the very depth of the fashion history; the dickies!

When I was lingering through the scenes at Downtown Abbey to see how they could manage to  look damn so razor-sharp in which John Bates was helping his sir to get layered up with dozens of layers under, I noticed that they weren't actually wearing dozens of layers, so as to prevent their smokins looking lumpy and bulky, they were using dickies!

A dickie, though it may sound like a prettified version of a quite different 'thing' , is a piece of neckwear used to simulate an undershirt. And that fresh and crisp and crease-free look they have is all by dint of 'starching'.
Today, goddam unforunately starching is as dead as dodo but thank Goodness the dickies've made a comeback to save all of us, to give our flesh some space, who feel like naked when head out with just a single layer, be it a shirt, on top. I'm telling you I even layer my bikini tops!
After my lasting research on the internet, I've found myself in a heaven of dickies, yay! (God, how awkward it sounds://) What's more, they're not over-priced! (No offence big fashion houses but I'd rather not spend hundreds of dollars on a dickie!)

The name of this heaven is CeCe Toppings-they prefer calling them toppings instead of dickies, which is completely appropriate for a sedate brand- and there you have dozens of alternatives to pick up from. 
Take a look you're gonna love them!

Photo by Garance Dore

Woody Wood

Having led a life so far that I assume to be a potential inspiration only for Woody Allen (Man! He is my favourite one, he is the one and only director prettifying even the ridiculously dull lives, even when I'm crossing the street- I always compare certain phrases of my life with the ones through which the characters of Woody Allen go on the silver screen. For example, right now, I'm right in the middle of my 'Milly' phrase, with my goofy and overexcited face all the time. (Not that I've just met a casanova, don't let it be misunderstood) By the way don't get me started with my tempestuous Maria Elena phrase.

Whatever, this tshirt should be MINE ASAP! 

Yet more, isn't that a ravishing tattoo idea??

                                    “Written and directed by Woody Allen”

Scene 4

Day.

Indoor.

The girl stops writing, stands up and gets out of the room, hastily.

Combo No. 1

Bordeaux has been at its full speed for months, but now it has its bestie beside; 'le navy'! I can't help picturing them always together, my bordeaux skinny jeans, navy denim shirt and navy printed silk foulard have been the 'in case of urgency' combo of my wardrobe, always clean, always ironed. 

So in order not to live that morning crisis in front of your wardrobe, get your hands something bordeaux and something navy to go with it. They are both gonna be the lifesavers of your closet. 

Au revoir.

(Agh! I'm so much in a Francophile mood!)

More bordeaux inspiration:

Fifty Shades of Pink

We've all had enough of the shades of grey for the winter. As I'm all saluting the spring sun, these fifty shades of pink I've seen at the ongoing fashion shows have completely bared my soul. So, get ready to see lots of pink in this year's autumn, ranging from powdery pink to sugar pink. But the common point of all these pinks is they all look lady-like, not that pretty girly look we used to see around. Shortly, pink will be the new black, please kindly welcome it!

p.s. By the way, I'm all in a daze by the dozens of ways fur can be used other than the common ways. Fur t-shirt is definitely gonna be my all time favorite!