I wanted you to know me.

I really love to shop. Some people need food and water, but I need a mall. And, I haven't stepped foot in a mall in over a month, so I was incredibly happy when my mother decided to take my sister and I over to Mayfair the other day. I didn't buy a huge amount of stuff, but I did stop at Delia's and Hollister and get some things. "Hollister?" You must be thinking. "You shop at Hollister?" Yes, I know that I rave about the Aberzombies and Hollinazis, but I do shop there for basic stuff. Plain t-shirts, floral skirts, etc. I saved the jean shopping for Delia's, because I was in desperate need of black and white ones. When I came home, I had purchased two floral skirts, two pairs of jeans, and a green t-shirt. Please don't judge, because I usually don't shop this simply.

Other recent purchases; Since I haven't been blogging in a while, I figured it would be helpful to update, because I got this AMAZING pair of Cole Haans when I was in Chicago a while ago. I got them at the Nordstrom rack, so they only ended up being around $50, and they are the oxford style that I've been looking for. I also got a blazer about a week ago that is totally made of navy lace. It's really unusual, and I'm really looking forward to find as many was to wear it as possible.

And then, I was browsing through this upper end resale store(not entirely Gucci or anything, but they have a standard for the clothes that they pick out, so you usually recognize the brand names you see in there) when I found all of these amazing brooches, that sort of look like the picture below.



Personally, I love it. I've loved these silhouette pins and brooches forever. I think I have a Forever 21 necklace somewhere with a fake version on it, but those break so dang easily. Plus, I've always wanted one of the pins.

I've been browsing through some vintage sites online, and a majority of the pins like this can range from $400-700, which I was flabbergasted by. Mostly, because the pins at this resale store are all under $40. I need to go back and pick some up! I think one would look absolutely excellent on the lapel of a blazer, namely a navy lace one.

All for now.
<3 Amy

Christian Dior

Christian Dior was by far my favorite collection this season. Let's start by taking a look see at the entire show. Sorry about it being in two pieces, but all of the single videos were very low quality.





Wow. Just wow. I mean, what I show. Now, is it just me, or is this show absolutely perfect? Capes. Velvet. Wide brimmed hats. Fur. Riding jackets. Lace. Leather. Brooches. Pendents. Put it all together, and you get a dreamy romance story with a sultry heroin. Karlie Kloss should have rode in on a black horse, and I would have been absolutely convinced.







Okay, looking at these pictures, can't you see some bad ass princess escaping her castle prison and becoming an outlaw for love? Maybe I'm delving into this a little too much. But I love it still. It's so quixotic and romantic, in that Gothic way that makes excellent action movies. And then, as I was watching, these three images from my database popped into my head.





Don't ask me how CD made me think of that second one. My mind works mysteriously.

Claddagh costume, unknown source, and sad woman with vase.

All for now, guys. I am officially back. :D
<3 Amy

Silent killer.

Okay, as much as I raved yesterday about the mainstream fashion mag's tendencies, I have to give Vogue a little bit of credit. I mean, if I didn't read Vogue I would never have found Dasha Shishkin, this adorable Russian-born artist whose bold paintings have blown me away.







How excellent are they? I don't know why, but they make me think that this would be the result if Marc Jacobs, Tavi, and Lady Gaga had a threesome and drew their orgasm on paper. It's that excellent. The colors alone are so vibrant, I don't even want to get into the subjects of the paintings. I just love Dasha now, and I'm definitely going to follow her progress.

This just reminds me of some other photos in my computer's many picture folders that I was drawn to because of the color.





Pictures from Everything Style, Kelly Framel of The Glamourai, and Astronomy Picture of the Day, respectively.

Alrighty. Well, I'm off the mall for a much needed shopping trip. Til we meet again.
<3 Amy

Catch me like a cold.

I love those little bitches who you think are your friends and then turn around and stab you in the back.

That's immediently what I thought when I first started reading magazines.

Personally, I thought I'd be opening up mini-fashion bibles when I started reading Vogue, Harper's Bazaar, Teen Vogue, Elle, etc. But then I realized that half of them end up just being half fashion, half other random stuff, and half celebrity gossip. And yes, these magazines do have three halves. I was a little disappointed with this, because really. I want to see fashion on the covers of these magazines, not a bunch of celebrity women trying to make themselves sound good during the interviews.

Is that really all that fashion is now? Something to wear on the red carpet? Yes? No? Because I was under the impression that it was supposed to have to do with the whole 'self expression' mumbo-jumbo. Wearable art, that can interperted by whomever and translated into their own style. But now it's just become a mosh pit of which celebrity is wearing whose clothes, and whether or not it flatters their Photoshopped and airbrushed bodies. Because that wasn't what I originally thought.

Alright, that's enough with my ranty ranty time. Now I'm going to browse through photographs of Christian Dior (bye bye, Galliano) and Malandrino's Fall collections, because they make me happy.

I'm planning on getting back into this blog, so stay tuned for updates.

<3 Amy

How to shoot at someone who outdrew you

Hehe, I'm feeling a little ashamed about the fact that I haven't posted on this blog in months. MONTHS, I say. I would apologize, but due to the absense of posts, there has also been an absense of readers! How embarrassing.

Already it's July! Oh, dear, dear me. That means that summer vacation is a third of the way over. But since it's Wisconsin, the good weather didn't actually start until, like, yesterday. And of course, my parents are freaking about me (their oldest child) to go to high school. Then, as I predicted, they gave me this whole lecture on how it is great that I care about how I dress, but chances are there won't be a huge fan base of looking like you actually looked in a mirror that morning. I told them about the sweat-pant epidemic, and they immediantely joined me on the dark side.

Now, one of my less-fashionable friends (who believes that wearing a P!ATD shirt is original, asked me a little while ago, 'Amy, how do you dress the way you do? Like, how do you come up with outfits?' Well, that's an excellent question, my loves. How do you come up with a perfectly posh outfit, fit for only a chic woman (or man), or a Karl Lagerfeld devotee? This is an issue I will delve into next post, as we go through how I personally assemble outfits and transition them to the different seasons. Featured; vintage elbow length gloves, Free People wool coats, Betsey Johnson herringbone tights, and mint green dresses. Gotta love it.

All for now, loves.
<3 Amy