Fashion Week: Fall 2011

Fashion Week: Fall 2011

This month’s Fashion week did not disappoint! It is hard to even be completely excited by next fall, as I am still cold…lol…but the fashion is amazing. A few trends to watch our for. Fur, Wide legs pants/jeans, Wrap shirts/dresses,  ponchos, the Charlie chapin hat…(any hat you can find!), front pleated pants,

You also see the traditional black, but not a lot of chocolate brown. There was a lot of focus on the more washed out  coloring, but lots of color.

Fashion rookie Alexander Wang showed a lot of masculine touches in his pieces, undone hair,he still stayed true to some of the current trends like transparency, and seventies chic skirts in satin. He had a lot of oversized. BCBG Max Azria also followed this trend including beautiful pops of Pantone new coral and also a beautiful Caribbean blue.

Diane Von Furstenburg also following the trend with heavy emphasis on black and beautifull subdued brighter colors. She also introduced polka dots and a Knee length Mo-hair vest that was to die for! She also had beautiful gowns with these bright pops of color.

Max Azria stayed true to Mr.Ledger’s  essence and created a beautiful line that offered the trend with color and a power/militant sort of vibe with it.

Marc Jacobs was polka dotted out! Nothing more really to say…

I loved Naeem Khan so much I could not take it! With rich traditional fall colors he gave viewrs an attack of dresses.  Sprinkling here and there pants and suiting. The fall line is overwhelmingly sexy! He was just showing off!!

Proenza Schouler was giving us something refreshing, show bright and rich tones on velevet  and the whole collection displayed beautiful geometric prints.

Z spoke by  Zac posen was hot….and all black, literally almost every piece was black or had black in it, I was a little creeped out by the pale face and black lipstick though.

Funeral of a Friendship...

Hey SNTCC! This Eulogy is from July 2011. A lost rant that I am finally laying to rest...

You were never a friend, more like an overzealous acquaintance.

I don’t wish you the best, I wish you to fuck off and enjoy the hate that you have created.

If you are ever in need don’t call me, you don’t deserve my charity.

Drunken nights filled with mistakes, vomit stained carpets for me to have as takeaways. Your heels marching to the sound of the drunken versions of the songs you re-state.

You are a fucking puppet, your thoughts and opinions are determined by the way the wind blows today.

Loyalty to you is whoever will agree fastest with you.

If I was smart I would have looked at our friendship as a business investment to pursue. Buying up as much stock as I could in the tequila you consume.

I once felt sorry for you because I knew you didn’t know the woman who looked back at you. Now I know this is the only way it can be for you.

You blissfully choose ignorance, a coward with an agreeable smile. You do this so you can continue to hide from the monster you created on the inside.

Your words are empty and hollow, much like talking to an echo. A beautiful parrot you are, repeating back everything you are told to by your short tempered keeper.

Don’t ever make the mistake of ringing my number, once you burn a bridge you can’t go back the same way.

How dare you question the extent of friendship another is willing to face. There were times in my life where I was wishing and hoping that you might care and be there. Instead life was only about you.

Tears blazed down my eyes the day our friendship died, but with this little note. I lay it down forever as a complete joke, realizing and smiling, I have only happy tears now and I am of good cheer. I am not longer dealing with the judgmental pretender I used to fear.