Confessions of a Fashion Fanatic: Lash Out

Confessions of a Fashion Fanatic

The daily chronicle of a fashion-and-beauty obsessed, style-writing, pseudo-Angeleno who made her way from the Great White North to La-La Land -- otherwise known as Los Angeles, California -- and back again. Till the next big city calls out her name, that is.

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I'm a Vancouverite who moonlighted as an Angeleno. My momma is the best in the entire world, and I'll argue you hoarse on that one. I've been in love only once in my life. The East Coast calls me but the West Coast is in my blood. Social butterflies -- and party animals -- are a great species. Fashion and writing will be the death of me, but what a way to go. Carine Roitfeld is fabulous. I would die a painful death if art, design, photography, fashion, music and dancing did not exist. Always kind of wondered why Smurfette was the only girl in town. I can't draw. Absolutely believe everything happens for a reason. I feel so lucky to have the girlfriends that I do. I'm a total sun baby. Think I might be a workaholic. I may have slight road rage. Ice cream and hockey are religions. I buy too many glossy magazines. Nothing beats someone with a killer sense of humor. Chivalry is really not dead. I'm a victim of minor vertigo and a serious lead foot. Always up for meeting people from paths different than mine and crossing paths with old friends. At the very end of it all, I want to be able to look back and say: Yeah, I sure lived a damn good life.

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Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Lash Out

The search for eternal happiness is really a series of smaller searches and discoveries that eventually make up the big, final find (is there one, though?).

Listing all my mini searches would take more time that you have to read and I have to type, but here's a sliver of a snippet of what I've been looking for in the past year.

And just to let you know, the list below is purely superficial.

1. Anything Alexander Wang for less than $400. I've been eyeing a T by Alexander Wang shirt, but still can't wrap my head around the fact that I'd be paying $130 for a piece of loose cotton. It's a struggle.

2. Gladiator sandals with a small wedge. I err on the side of short, so a little height in the summer -- without resorting to five-inch heels -- would be nice.

3. For the Mango store at the airport to get itself out of that atrocious location and move itself downtown. It really doesn't make sense to me business-wise why they would open in the International Departures section of an airport instead of downtown, where the constant foot traffic and the fashion-obsessed would rake them in so much more dollar bills.

4. DJ Z-Trip tickets for less than $42. He's great and all, but seriously?!

5. The perfect eyelashes. I eschew lash extensions, given the horrible experience I had five years ago that left mine brittle and dead.

In regard to Item #5, shu uemura has come through.

Okay, maybe a little too much with their new Lashes in Nature falsies collection, but these babies are like eyelash art.

Behold below.

I'm Lovin' it: Gwyneth Paltrow has herself quite a good little website in GOOP. This letter she wrote to readers in regard to Paris and her late father brought tears to my eyes. Maybe because I'm a total daddy's girl (and mommy's, come to think of it). But in a good way. My parents are amazing people :)

I'm Lovin' it, Part Deux: My girl Steph A. coined the phrase "bro-ing down" yesterday, in context to boys congregating in packs and doing everything together. Hilarous!!

I'm Over it: How the sunny weather makes me not want to work. I love and hate you, sunshine.

Music of the Day: The Calm Blue Sea. This all-instrumental, ambient, experimental group -- which has only been together since Spring '07 -- would definitely be absolutely phenom live.