If you can’t guess what the theme was about… there’s no hope
So first thing… last week I was involved with two photoshoots. After a series of unfortunate events I struck out on my own and began dreaming up the universe, and how to translate it to fabric so I could do something with it to progress my fashion career. The first look I decided to send down the runway was that of model coach. I think I did really well with teaching the model how to walk. She has a decent runway walk now, and I would be remiss if I didn’t say I was a proud runway coach… the test shoot… we weren’t so pleased with although much of it was on my part. The photographer was great but I didn’t pick the greatest lighting conditions.
Look from Dior Couture F/W 2010/2011
“If you see me in the street with cellophane on my head and tell me I’m trying to be Gaga I will call you ignorant and uninformed”
Other than that though I’ve been doing alot of grunt work, behind the scenes stuff for those projects and others. My enrollment status for next year is in question but it should work out soon enough. But let’s get on to tonight with the Duke and Duchess.
So, of course it’s Sunday so I didn’t expect to be doing much, but I got a sudden itch to do something, see someone, and preferably someone of the fashion species… After a few tweets I decided to run over to Starbucks to crash Marquis and Ashleigh’s work hub… ohkay that’s not what I actually meant to do but that’s what happened sawwy. I threw on my new Lacoste sweater(ugh LOVE IT) along with a few necklaces around my wrist, and my sweats. For the last piece I slung the Silver Isabella Wolf Fang around my neck from Wendy Brandes(sssshhhh!!! I was meeting local fashion royalty something had to set me apart from the bums). The piece is a little small to be a statement piece if you have alot going on with your top, but paired with a simple top, like a sweater, button up, or cardigan… it sort of sets things off.
The night proceeded with us discussing a few things… a little business, but most of all kilts. Once we were kicked out of Starbucks(they didn’t really kick, just kind of nudged) we roamed USC’s campus. And then… we were unceremoniously chased to our cars by troves of roaches. Gotta love The South right?
Isabella Wolf-Fang Necklace
Designer: Wendy Brandes