Showing posts with label Christian Dior. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian Dior. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 January 2012

Saturday, 14 January 2012

Gris City


I’ve always identified the colour grey with Christian Dior. Not because Paris is often full of rain in the movies, but because grey is one of those über-classy colours that personifies what Dior stands for. Lady-like elegance, chic modernity, the New Look, class, and just a touch of edge.

Christian Dior said it himself that “the colours of grey, pale turquoise, and pink will prevail.” A truer statement couldn’t have been said considering the upcoming spring 2012 trends. I’m not sure about the pale turquoise and pink being everlasting colours (they change tones every season), but grey is here to stay.

Being the colour-purist that I am, finding the perfect shade of grey polish was a challenge. I looked at pages of swatches, but there are surprisingly few proper greys. Most of them have hints of blue, or green, or brown (the worst) in them, or they’re metallics. But I finally found the perfect grey in the least-likely of places: I present to you “Fog”  by Joe Fresh! Yes, that’s right, the Superstore-sponsored brand has the best grey, and at less than $4 (usually they’re 3/$10) this polish is a steal! That Joe has a real eye for colour, since they’ve produced some beautiful polishes in shades that are to die for (I’ve featured their polishes “Peacock” and “Iris” already). 





Thursday, 12 January 2012

Lady Dior

Marion Cotillard for Lady Dior handbags. Ad circa 2011.
photo courtesy of twenty2

my take on the ad :)
Lovely Girl dress, vintage Christian Dior handbag

For the latest Christian Dior fashion, check out their website. 

Tuesday, 10 January 2012

Memories & Mistakes


image courtesy of Corbis

“I think we have to be aware that people are allowed to make mistakes in their life.”

Everyone makes mistakes. Some big, some small, pretty much all embarrassing. Last year was full of them, even for me. Playing the wrong card, at the wrong time, with the wrong person was a pretty much constant theme. Then again, last year was full of extreme changes, big upheavals, and big choices. Even with meticulous planning it’s not possible to foresee the future, and that’s when mistakes happen.

What makes a person strong is having the courage to make mistakes freely, and then keep going. Even after all the heartbreak & heartache, I’m not someone who crumbles. Years of sitting quietly and allowing myself to be pushed around reached a breaking point last year. It didn’t happen all at once, but I started being more vocal about my anger, one situation at a time. In some cases I chose to take the silent path, and just walked away. Not a lot of people understand why, but that’s because they don’t need to.

This year will no doubt be full of just as many mistakes as last year, but this time around I’m meeting them on my own terms. The people who aren’t worth my time won’t have a place in my life, and I won’t be forced into situations that I don’t want to be in. When I make my mistakes this year, it will be because I choose them.  But until that happens, I’m going to float blissfully unaware of what the future holds, and have a lot of fun in the meantime. 

Sunday, 5 June 2011

Pump it Up!



I've been on tenterhooks
ending in dirty looks,
list'ning to the Muzak,
thinking 'bout this 'n' that.
She said that's that.
I don't wanna chitter-chat.
Turn it down a little bit
or turn it down flat.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.
Pump it up until you can feel it.

Down in the pleasure centre,
hell bent or heaven sent,
listen to the propaganda,
listen to the latest slander.
There's nothing underhand
that she wouldn't understand.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.



















She's been a bad girl.
She's like a chemical.
Though you try to stop it,
she's like a narcotic.
You wanna torture her.
You wanna talk to her.
All the things you bought for her,
putting up your temp'rature.


Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.

Out in the fashion show,
down in the bargain bin,
you put your passion out
under the pressure pin.
Fall into submission,
hit-and-run transmission.
No use wishing now for any other sin.

Pump it up until you can feel it.
Pump it up when you don't really need it.


~ Elvis Costello






featured shoes: Aldo "Miesin" pumps
featured outfit: mottled leggings by Sirens, vintage suede handbag by Christian Dior