In Honour Of My Orange Room

I am thinking of graduating from leopard to tiger print, as my jungle print of choice.

However, when you do a google image search for ‘tiger print lingerie’, almost everything that comes up is not even close. It’s like, 70% leopard, 20% zebra (not even feline!) and 10% tiger.

Image via: HubPages’ Hope Alexander

I guess it’s not that important, I’m just kind of worried my dreams of a perfectly coordinating room/wardrobe are gonna fall by the wayside.

October 28, 2010. Tags: , , , . clothes, life is strange. Leave a comment.

All Over The Place

Vogue USA May 2010 - "Americans In Paris"

The trend towards minimalism and simplicity in fashion, the idea of classic style, has been ringing loud and clear for a while now. It seems like everywhere people are pointing out the perfect plain white shirt, praising the line of a camel trench coat, swooning over crisply cut trousers. A curated “capsule wardrobe” is the dream – owning a few very fine, very simple items that all  fit together.

Annemiek of Mode D'Amour

I have one or two friends who do this very well, which I think is terribly grown up of them. And I’m inspired by the fashiony people online who have the confidence to wear basics and still stand out – like Anniemiek of mode d’amour, pictured above. Unfortunately some days I need to wear a tutu, and others absolutely require studded cowboy boots, or masses of leopard print. I guess I still haven’t graduated from dressing as playing dress-up.

And much as I admire the ideals of a chic, all-purpose wardrobe, reading about these perfect bastions of simplicity doesn’t make me want to pare back. It just makes me want to buy MORE – white silk shirts and tailored pants, but more nonetheless. So if it’s going to be excess anyway, I might as well keep up my diet of variety and resign myself to a collection of mismatched rainbow indulgences, knowing there are a few bright stars out there who play that game at a much higher level and utterly rock it. Thank goodness for Gossip Girl, Gala Darling & Sea of Shoes. I’m not ready to grow up just yet…

Serena & Blair, living large

September 16, 2010. Tags: , , , , , . clothes. 1 comment.

According to the madness that has seduced you

Portrait of the Marchesa Casati by Augustus John

Favourite line so far in the latest AnOther, from a reference to Peggy Guggenheim’s museum  in Venice:

“The palazzo had once been home to another rare bird, the Marchesa Casati, who was a tourist attraction in Venice in the 1910s, walking her pet cheetahs on jewel-encrusted leads nightly throughout the city, nude but for a leopard skin.”

Unbearably intriguing.

You can read more at the Casati Archives, some gems:

“Accompanied by her pet boa constrictor, she checked into the Ritz Hotel in Paris where it escaped….”

“Bizarre wax mannequins sat as guests at her dining table, some of them even rumoured to contain the ashes of past lovers…”

“Nude servants gilded in gold leaf attended her…”

Marchesa Luisa Casati with a Greyhound by Giovanni Boldini

Both the paintings I’ve included here are terribly lovely, but maybe not entirely representative.  Casati was a muse and patron of many avant garde artists, a bit of searching reveals some very dramatic and strange portraits and photographs.

May 20, 2010. Tags: , , , , , . art, history. Leave a comment.