Leather & Stripes.

...make everything nice.

*I was too lazy to divide the content into two posts, so I conveniently shoved everything into a vertical catastrophe.








Hiya folks! How was everybody's holiday? Good, I assume. Mine was .... conventional. Ha! So my family and I all got ready for Christmas Eve Vigil only to drive to the church and find out that we were four hours early, yet we could have made the Spanish mass. Wtf? We drove back home, my mom cooked a lobster and steak dinner, and after she let us open one present each, we said to hell with it and she permitted us to massacre the perfectly-wrapped gifts under the tree. Shortly thereafter, we dressed once more and headed to the service, which might I add, was BEAUTIFUL. The soloist in the choir indeed had the voice of an angel, and altogether the choir sang in perfect harmony. Also, it didn't hurt that our priest has an insanely hypnotizing set of chords.

Attendance to a duo-set of parties ensued Christmas day, and we capped the night off with a movie. Exciting, eh? Bitch mode. So I wanted to address very briefly the legions of sartorialists out there who so happen to disagree with Beyonce's fashion choices as of late. Obviously, you are completely entitled to your opinions especially if I ask you what you think, but it seems like the basis of some of your 'arguments' derive from this ludicrous idea that Beyonce is simply 'too big' to dare wear designers such as Alexander McQueen, Balenciaga, and most recently Gareth Pugh; an idea probably generated by a group of 90 lb. kate moss-wannabes. Sure, it's so nice and humbling to read editors support the healthierheavier side of the weight wars in the industry, but philanthropy isn't at the top of your list when you criticize an artist's fashion choices. I'll stop here before my mouth combusts with a slurry of combative viscosity, but just remember this, the fatass you call Beyonce is and will continue to be wearing things you will never even be able to touch in your ENTIRE lifetime. So, go ahead and slip on that $30 H&M frock you think looks great on you; just know that Sasha Fierce can rock a dress that probably costs more than your parents' mortgage.

Cue Miranda Priestly:

"And Emily......"

Otherwise, for you B fans, due to an unsuccessful cyber hunt for onset photos, here's some horrible screen clippings from a YouTube video of B in Gareth Pugh like I promised.


The only two remote looks I came across were these, so I assume the armor can morph into different collars. Yes? No? Correct me if I'm wrong.

A second look:




I couldn't seem to find the runway look, but heller it's obviously Gareth Pugh SS09. Also, thanks to the lovely Mariane of Merkovsky for identifying the sequins dress to be vintage Thierry Mugler! Lastly, I am aching to find a shop that still sells this bad boy.


I swear I would forego a month's payment for my car just to own a pair. I beg of you, professional online/tangible shoppers, inform me of a single place that has a dusty pair beckoning to deplete my bank account. I BEG OF YOU! Okay, that's enough.

Sources: [ Style, tfs ]

12.24.08

Merry Christmas sugar plums!

Don't my siblings and I look ferocious? Haha. Have a stellar time tomorrow girls!

--Jey.

Imma A Diva.

I'M DYING RIGHT NOW.
Edit: Unfortunately, the video has been taken down, but I'm sure you can find a video still circulating around YouTube somewhere. =]



OHMYGAH. My hot pocket is frantically quivering. Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't she stomping into her intro with a skyscraping pair of Balenciaga booties? I was chatting with my ever so knowledgeable Reggie, and he is quite convinced that in her first dance scene, B is wearing the shoes from Ghesquiere's SS09 collection, but don't they look like Gareth Pugh? Cue, direct from the runway, the armor suit from Gareth Pugh SS09. I die. The only significant pieces I can't seem to identify are her tassled-shades and the body hugging sequined dress she wears in her window scenes. Princess points for whoever can identify. I mean HELLER! Beyonce obviously knows how to do vicious. I am also told that she is wearing Marni wedge platforms, but I can't F ing see the details of her footwear because of the quality of the video. Whatever, I trust him.

Anyway, for your aesthetic enjoyment:






[ Flickr, JustJared ]

I couldn't find any photos of her in Gareth Pugh, but hopefully they'll be released within the next couple of days or so.

Finally, what do you critics think of Beyonce rocking all these designer ensembles?
Merry Christmas Eve!

--Jey.

Recent Buys.

Hey everyone! For some reason, I'm feeling so disconnected to the blogosphere lately. Maybe a lot of you do because it's the holidays and we're spending more time with our loved ones? In any case, it's time for a legitimate post, hopefully. A little photo sesh with my sister.





And remember those Minnetonka moccasin booties I mentioned she scored at the Salvation Army?


Now for some wardrobe establishment; some of my most recent purchases.



The perfect leather biker jacket. [The Goodwill]


BDU boots. To my disgust, I found socks left in them by it's previous owner. C'mon soldier!
[Salvation Army]


Silver shiny windbreaker. [Steve & Barry's]


White tennis shoes. [Wal*Mart]


Silver bow tie. [Saxon's]


Patent dress shoes. [Salvation Army]

Whew! I also bought a lightweight cream scarf, but I wasn't satisfied with the resolution of the photo. Moving on. Today, I witnessed a wedding proposal which induced a sea of misty-eyed family members and friends. The event was actually a birthday party for my god-sister and she ended up getting proposed to. Ha! Talk about an insurmountable birthday present.

I'll be leaving to Guam in a couple of weeks, allegedly. My uncle was trying to get my sister and I to leave the day after Christmas which is insane to me. I really have no clue of the exact date we'll be leaving, but I guess this is what you expect traveling on someone else's expense. This is the third time I will be leaving my family, and although my sister will be coming with me this time, it's still disheartening to experience. The first time I was 18 and heading off to New York to start fashion school. I swear I was completely overcome throughout the entirety of my trip. I balled when I said my goodbyes, when I landed in Chicago for a painful eight hour layover, the first night I was in PA, and finally the first night I was in Manhattan. I guess I have a phobia of detaching myself from my family, my mom especially. But I'll probably get over it once I'm back home.

If I don't post in the upcoming days, I just want to wish every single one of you readers a Merry Christmas!

--Jey.

Half-baked.

I just want to admit that I am a shameless biter mostly because I saw a guy on LOOKBOOK with a cassette tape dangling from his neck, which obviously prompted me to recreate a statement necklace. I guess my parents are accustomed to the iPod generation because I was looking for old cassette tapes around the house and to no avail, and if I haven't made myself clear before that I am a victim of immediacy, the video cassette atop my chest should prove otherwise. Talk about a craving almost fulfilled.

Yesterday my sister and I finally found our town's Salvation Army. I actually found a lot of good pieces in there but later decided to hold back as we were shopping for other people. My sister, though found some fringed-moccasin booties by Minnetonka in perfect condition and a Polaroid camera which managed to astound her throughout the rest of the day. We headed back there today for a haul, but I guess it's okay to close at 5 o'clock now. After that we headed to the closest Goodwill where I found an absolutely perfect leather motorcycle jacket which will make it's debut in an upcoming post.

Anyway, Christmas is coming up gals! Enjoy your last days of this holiday season!

Hannah Sider.

Thanks again Hannah! Check her out below sugar plums =]
For the eye.
For the mind.

The Wang Man.

Alexander Wang PF09

I've been steadily reviewing the Pre-Fall 09 collections as they continue to roll into Style, and for the most part, my hot pocket isn't quivering frantically. But I guess Alexander the great never disappoints. Ha, look at me referring to him on a first name basis as if we were ever acquainted. The fact that the majority of his pieces are so universal in either a man's or a woman's wardrobe establishes the power of his dynamic. I mean c'mon. I die for the leather biker vest, the jump suits, the scoop neck tees, and the slouchy pants.

In other news, I haven't posted in over a week because honestly, I'M BORING. I promise I'll be more amusing once I'm back on Guam. For now, family is first.

=]

Protuberance.

Yesterday I went with my mom and sister to Salado, a very small town with cute antique shops lining the streets. It's convenient if you're up for getting into the Christmas spirit because there are carolers strolling the sidewalks, Santa and his Mrs. rocking atop a porch, and a very talented children's choir permeating the air with delightful tunes. We stopped by a shop that lured me in especially with enormous 50% OFF ENTIRE STOCK stickers plastered on the windows. My mom was completely freaking out because every step we took, the whole house creaked and she convinced herself that it was also somehow moving. Mothers. Anyway, there was a variety of Christmas ornaments personalized with names; great for gifts!
About halfway into the duration of our stay, we all realized that we were the only brown folk in the entire town which is quite hilarious considering the racial ancestry of Texas.

Surprisingly, my mom wanted to check out another town's Goodwill where my sister scored some chic riding boots, and my brother, an irrelevant Letterman jacket. I found what could have possibly been the perfect leather jacket, but I didn't want to entirely deplete my mom's bank account. Funny story: before the Goodwill, we ate at Applebee's which was more than satisfying. Our bill was $56 and some odd cents and my mom left $50 in the ticket folder and told the waitress to keep the change. Obviously she didn't mean for that to happen because she thought she left $60 for her. It was such a refreshing laugh I swear.

And if you sugar plums haven't already heard, Hot Topic has some pretty ferocious skinny jeans, a couple of which resemble some looks from Balmain's Fall 08 collection.

That's all.

Long Johns.

My pyjama conversion as of late. Surprisingly, the gaping holes tickle my fancy. NEED INTELLECTUAL STIMULATION.

Smile.

My mom bought me a couple of new fedoras over the weekend, and I thought it was perfect to debut my woven one today under the blazing sun. Anyway, thank you all for the kind words regarding the meanies out there! My friend told me that if I believe, the world's a beautiful place most of the time. Thanks Jenny Bear!