So I’m laying in bed with nothing to do on a wednesday night, which is now an early thursday and I have this sudden urge to write. But I want to start this new addition to my blog called, “Late Night Nonsense.” Every thursday or friday night, I want to designate a time where I can talk to you guys, who are still out there, about anything and everything. The nights might vary due to my work schedule, but it’s summer and I am going to make some time.
My school year has been quite crazy and it was hard keeping a balance between work, schoolwork, and my social life. I’m not gonna lie, my social life came first most of the time, but I really need to change that for next semester. I haven’t been living up to my full potential lately, is anyone with me? My mind has been all over the place lately and I just can’t seem to figure out what my calling in life is. I really am questioning everything I’m doing. I am hating all of my English classes I’ve been taking and I sadly came to terms with the fact that I am not meant to be an English major anymore. Now I have this urge to want to work for the CIA. I know right! NewBeautyGuru meets agent! Haha no, but I want to try and pursue international relations/political science. I took a political science class my first semester and strangely liked it. I’m not so into politics and maybe it was the teacher who made the class enjoyable, but why not give it a shot? I am in college, a time when I am supposed to be free to experiment. I just hate going to my advisor and telling him all of these changes I want to make because I change my mind so often.
Last night I was talking with my mother and I had gotten a text from one of my friends who needed advice. My mom quickly told me that my true calling is counseling. At first I laughed, but then I realized I am pretty great at giving advice even if the other person does not want to hear it at the time. And then I realized again that I hate psychology with a passion, and I need to stop dating psych majors. Seriously! Every guy I have been on a date with has been a psych major, do I have a sign on my back saying “All psychology majors come date me!?” I don’t think so, and it has not been working for me either. At this point, I am done with guys and need to focus on bettering myself. Guys will always be around weither we want them around or not.
Why is figuring out one’s path so difficult? I wish there was a book that outlined everyone’s futures to give us all some relief from stressing out over everything. At this point in my life I am unsure of every little thing, which bothers me so much. I have always been so sure of myself and it’s all been blown to pieces. At least I know I am not the only one who feels this way and I just have to have faith that it will all work out. God has a plan, I have to sit back and try to enjoy the ride.
What else do I do when I am just laying in bed? It’s only fitting that I am listening to some get up and dance in your underwear kind of music! I’ll link my favorite songs, that may or may not get me out of my bed and make me dance shamefully to it in my pj’s below. But you guys didn’t need to know all of that, I’ll just give you the music.
You are going to want to listen to all of those songs, my favorites are 1,3, and 4.
I know that my blog is supposed to be about fashion and what music I’m listening to, but today I am going to change things up. Someone recently asked me to write something for them and I think it came out pretty good. It’s a little deep at first, but I think it has a good meaning behind it. It shows a little more of my creative side, so I thought I would share it with you all. Warning: It’s kind of girly, but then again a women wrote it lol. I know there are probably some grammatical mistakes, so please be gentle and kind. I am opening up to you all so please take that into consideration. In the end I will also share some music on my playlist!
“She is nothing more than crimson red hands that leave marks on her wrists
Or the same hands that leave imprints like battle wounds
Those battle wounds in which gush out what is left of her soul
Slaughtered like some sort of animal.
She is nothing more than red hands that slap across her pale, white face
With nothing to be seen then the red fingerprints that linger on her face
Like a branding of some unusual creature.
She is the woman you see in the store who always wears a smile on her face
She is the girl who never gives up because she believes in the virtue of every human
She is the woman who gives more than she should
She is a girl who is lost and stuck.
He was once the star quarterback who had a promising future
He is the guy who looses his temper
He was the boy who lost it all
He is the guy who sits on the couch doing nothing but living on the elixir of whiskey
He was the guy who said he knew how to treat a woman
He is the guy who looses control for the fear of no control
He is the guy who blames her for everything he has ever lost and what he will loose
His red hands of hate now only define who he will ever be.
She looks out the mirror of a house that feels more like a prison
Through the darkness she is still able to see the beauty of life
The moonlight illuminates the night, the stars twinkle, and the crickets sing a
Melodic tune that make it a midsummer dream, whisking her off to another whimsical land.
Through the midst of the woods and the glimmer of the moon, she sees the most striking creature.
“Is that a nightingale?” she asks herself.
She has never seen one in real life; she has only heard that their singing is one of the most glorious sounds one can hear.
She is amazed that this little creature has come upon her windowsill, and started
Singing a melodic tune, that transports her anywhere from where she is.
She needed this nightingale; she needed to remind herself that she could no longer be a victim.
With a twinkle of a star, she packed her bags and sneaked out the door by the very tips of her toes.
Her nightingale was her sanity, her new home, and with the help of her new friend she flew away from the lions nest.
With the moon as her protector and the stars as her guide, she never looked back.”
My favorite Band ever: The 1975 (I would literally post every song up if I could haha)
Formerly Princess Diane of Fürstenburg, the Belgian born designer is known for the iconic wrap dress. For me, she is known for having some seriously killer style! Her Spring 2015 collection is inspired by the 1950’s French Rivera, which is represented as cheerful and yet simple. I never really enjoy much of runway fashion because it is not practical to wear for the everyday woman, and let’s face it, there are some pretty crazy pieces of clothes out there. (Don’t forget to check out her new show on E! ) I always try to break the looks down and see if part of the outfit would work in an everyday look. So I will attach the pieces of clothing that seems most practical. So keep an open mind and let your creativity flow. Enjoy!
I have not been posting lately, but I felt like I needed to today. One of my dream jobs is to work in the City and become a famous journalist. This may or may not happen, but that is why I will always keep dreaming, and working towards my dreams. I would love to work at The New York Times as a fashion or music journalist, it would just be so cool. I decided to read a bit of The New York Times today and wanted to share an article I really enjoyed. I do not take any credit, I just want to share the news:) I assume you already know the title of the piece, since it is the title of this post. I hope you enjoy!! 🙂
Fashion in the Age of Instagram By:Matthew Schneier
In the Dries Van Noten exhibition at the Musée des Arts Décoratifs in Paris is a video that stitches together sequences from 20 years of his runway shows — a “supercut,” in online argot. On a tour of the show not long ago, Mr. Van Noten nodded along as memorable moments flashed: male models pedaling bicycles, women stalking the length of an enormous dinner table. But what stood out most were the ghostly points of light illuminating the audience’s faces in the recent shows.
It was, Mr. Van Noten said, their smartphones.
The professional photographers on the risers facing the runways now represent only a fraction of those furiously jockeying to document each outfit, accessory and bit of set dressing. Nearly every show attendee, from the front row to the standing section, now arrives with phone in hand and Instagram account primed.
So unremarkable is a smartphone camera in every hand, said Danielle Sherman, the creative director of Edun, that when she commissioned a director and a fleet of 20 borrowed iPhone 5s to create a video of her fall 2014 show, hardly an eyebrow was raised. “No one said anything or questioned it, or even noticed it,” she said.
This is fashion in the age of Instagram, a heady era in which digital media is changing the way clothes are presented and even the way they are designed. As shows are calibrated to be socially shared experiences, and fashion itself is rejiggered to catch eyes on a two-dimensional screen, some skeptics wonder what is being lost or sacrificed as fashion becomes grist for the digital mill.
Beyond question, the advent of digital media has fundamentally altered fashion, the designer Alexander Wang said: “The way that we shoot it, the way that we showcase it and the way that we make the clothes and design them changed.”
Digital media has also changed the way fashion is reported, consumed and shared. Trade papers and websites that once held court as the home of collection coverage have had their turf invaded by individuals. “I see the shows on Instagram now,” said Eva Chen, the editor in chief of Lucky.
“In some sense, every single person in the audience is their own media outlet,” said Keith Baptista, the managing partner of Prodject, the creative agency that produces runway shows for clients like Mr. Wang, Giorgio Armani and Ralph Lauren. “They’re all capturing these moments in this live experience to tell their own stories.” (Consider that Ms. Chen, for instance, currently has more followers on Instagram than her magazine does.)
Creating a unique — and, by extension, shareable — experience for jaded showgoers has become part of a designer’s mandate. Shows are designed to wow not only those in attendance, but also all of their followers. (That could be considered a necessary return on investment because, according to Julie Mannion, the president for creative services at the public relations and production firm KCD, a major show can cost $2 million to $8 million, in some cases reaching as much as $10 million, and last fewer than 10 minutes.)
Few shows can compete with Chanel’s for over-the-top theatrics. But the company set a higher bar for itself in February, when it erected a Costco-size supermarket stocked with some 100,000 Chanel-customized faux products. (The hams in the meat case, for example, had labels printed Jambon Cambon, a nod to the street on which Chanel maintains offices and a store.)
Before the show, spectators goggled through the aisles, taking supermarket selfies before the models, pushing shopping carts down the runway, filled their baskets. It was the show that launched 1,000 Instagrams, with “likes” in similar proportion: a photo from Susanna Lau, a.k.a. the blogger Susie Bubble, received more than 2,670, more than double that of many of the other shows she snapped; one by Ms. Chen had 2,330, several hundred more than the several others in close Insta-proximity.
The fervor was such that the collection itself was somewhat eclipsed. (Perhaps aware of the attention the mise-en-scène garnered at the expense of its fashion, Chanel declined to speak about its sets.)
It is not only the richest labels that think big. Mr. Wang has earned a reputation for social-media-friendly spectacles. In February, his show closed with robotic-looking models rotating on a platform as blasts of heat changed the color of their thermo-sensitive garments, a moment tailor-made for Instagram. “We try to think of the pictures that are going to come out online,” he said, “what the photographer pit takes versus what the audience sees.”
The picture, Mr. Wang added, is “something we always take into deep consideration, even developing a collection. Sometimes, I have to admit, as a designer, you get into this trap of thinking about clothes for a picture rather than what’s going to go into the market or showroom.”
The attention now paid to digital extends beyond scenography and staging. It has crept in, say designers and critics, to the design of many collections. Tiziana Cardini, the fashion director of the Milanese department store chain La Rinascente and a contributing editor at Italian Vogue, has noticed the change.
“Fashion has become bi-dimensional,” she said. “It’s just flat. I see that designers, especially young designers, are considering the shapes and volumes in a totally different way; the colors, also. I think they pay much more attention to the photogenic value of an outfit.” Asked why, she replied, “It’s the web, definitely, that has changed the language.”
Young editors, too, have been conditioned to think of fashion in the flat plane of the digital screen.
“What concerns me is the generational shift,” said Ed Filipowski, the president for media relations at KCD. “So much of the younger generation does not look at the clothes for the first time with their eyes. They’re trained to see clothes for the first time through photographs, two-dimensional as opposed to three-dimensional.”
(Was it this tendency that Rei Kawakubo, the Delphic savant of Comme des Garçons, was satirizing — or celebrating — in her fall 2012 collection, which consisted of felt garments flattened like paper dolls’ clothes? “The future is two dimensions,” was her explanation of the show.)
Both Mr. Filipowski and Ms. Cardini noted that the shift they have described is not necessarily a negative one. KCD, in fact, has implemented video “digital fashion shows” that exist only online, though Mr. Filipowski said that these are not meant to replace the traditional show.
The changes wrought by the flat screen do come with potential downsides. Though several designers mentioned the ability of Instagrammers to capture a garment at more angles than before, intricacies of cut and construction can vanish when reduced to two dimensions. Shows that may be gripping live may be done little justice on-screen. Junya Watanabe’s fall collection, all in black (notoriously hard to photograph), was composed of pieces of many fabrics sewn together to create a patchwork. On-screen, the nuances often failed to come through. Couture, relying as it does on minute handwork, may suffer even more. “People can’t see what couture is very well on a computer screen,” Raf Simons of Dior complained to Interview.
Online ubiquity can also result in overexposure and copycatting. Phoebe Philo of Céline restricts photography, refusing to allow attendees to shoot smartphone pictures at some of her presentations and supplying news media outlets with her own photos only when the collections arrive in stores. In 2010, Tom Ford took a similar tack by barring photographers and cellphones — the news media protested — when he showed his first runway collection in years.
Tellingly, Mr. Ford eventually gave in. His recent shows during London Fashion Week were seen online as most shows are — which is to say, in their entirety, nearly instantaneously.
While some labels still attempt to curb access — “There are brands that actually will block cellphone and data signals during shows,” said Mr. Baptista, the producer, declining to name names — most willingly accept that the genie is out of the bottle, digitally speaking.
There are, after all, positive gains as well as potential drawbacks.
The London designer Mary Katrantzou has been aware of the possibilities of showing work online since her student days at Central Saint Martins. After she made a collection that included several bustles, she recalled Louise Wilson, the outspoken director of the school’s master’s program, bellowing: “The front, Mary! You only see the front on Style.com!”
Her brilliant prints and color palette, like that of many in her generation, may have been affected by the digital space, as Ms. Cardini suggests, but Ms. Katrantzou credits it for making her work stand out from the crowd on the web, effectively giving her an advantage over those designers who aren’t attuned to the online palatability of their wares.
The digital world can also open a more direct line of communication between designers and their fans than was previously possible. “I want to share with people,” said the dedicated Instagrammer Riccardo Tisci, the creative director of Givenchy, during a recent visit to New York. Mr. Tisci prefers to use the medium to share not necessarily his clothes, but the inspirations behind them, like the Giò Ponti architecture and design that influenced a recent pre-fall collection. “In Ukraine, a girl who doesn’t know who is Giò Ponti” likes the collection “and doesn’t know how I get to that,” he said. “To see the beginning of the story is quite beautiful. I think Instagram, if you use it in the right way, it’s a positive.”
Designers are not the only ones embracing the freedom offered digitally. The stylist Carlyne Cerf de Dudzeele, a fixture in the industry, now hosts a YouTube show and is Instagramming merrily. Though she has worked with photographers like Peter Lindbergh and Steven Meisel, she recently took matters into her own hands for a fashion story in System magazine. Every photo was, as the opening page made clear, “Shot with my iPhone.”
Her prefatory note enthused: “New World / No Retouching, No Assistant / No Budget, No Brainstorming, No Moodboard / Heaven!!!”
And crucially for designers, in the new world, any phone can be an instant till. When Ms. Katrantzou introduced e-commerce on her website, she Instagrammed a photo of an embellished minidress called the Midnight Chrysa to her followers. It is “an imposing dress,” she said, which costs $8,680. She sold three that day.
I couldn’t just post one song when I love music so much and The Vamps. It is so hard to just pick one artist you love because there are a multitude of good ones. Well these boys are british, they have talent, and did I mention they’re BRITISH!! lol, for most of my readers you know I have a mild or a high obsession with brits. Don’t ask why lol. Enjoy their latest single, Wildheart!
Tori Kelly has some serious chops. I have to say I love those gold accented jackets in the video. This song is something I have not been able to get out of my head lately, along with some fall out boy songs. If there was a song that described me, even in the least, this would be it. I am a hopeless romantic, and will be waiting for that special someone 🙂 I hope you enjoy the mesmerizing voice that is Tori Kelly with her hit Dear No One.
P.S. I would also check out some of her other songs, they are so meaningful and perfect too.
It’s no doubt that white has been very prominent in the fall/winter trends. White goes with anything and in the winter it just looks crisp and clean. In the picture above, blogger Annabelle Fleur, pairs a white coat with a simple black top and pants, that are also embellished with metal accent pieces. For a pop of color she adds the perfect yellow bag to her look.
I for one do not like to wear all white, which is part of the trend while adding layers of it. So I like this look because the white stands out with the other pieces also getting their shining moment. I would wear this in a heartbeat!
Stay tuned for my song of the day, I hope you enjoyed!
I have not seen the Great Gatsby yet, but that doesn’t mean I have not heard about the fashion. The era of the 20’s is something I adore. I have always loved movies set in the 20’s with mobsters, flappers, and the elegance. It helps that the men dressed sharp for anything, it’s not like todays times where you see boys with their pants starting at their knees. Men knew how to treat a woman, and understand their true beauty. I can’t wait to watch The Great Gatsby, just for the Fashion and of course Leo DiCaprio. Can he be anymore perfect? Now let’s talk about this picture. Jimmy Choo heels, you can’t go wrong with those. These heels may be 20’s inspired but is current for today’s woman. The dress is simple with a touch of class, if you don’t want to go too Gatsby, wear this alone with your favorite accessories. Jewelry, can this get anymore perfect, glam up your everyday look and shine anytime of the day. I hope you liked this, comment if you have anything you want me to post, don’t be afraid, I’m not going to bite. Stay Classy!