Thursday, August 21, 2008

Everyday is Halloween

I would like to believe I'm pretty trendproof; I found a style (that is to say, all black, which on some people like beatniks and mimes is a style, and on others, like me, is not) that suits me, and I purchase according to it. I know if I buy a snake-print mini t-shirt dress with exposed zips, I will have a million things to wear it with at home.

Yes, really.

I know what I like, I don't deviate away from my own style, and following trends blindly makes the back of my throat itch. I am like one little fish swimming defiantly against a mainstream of Gossip Girl and Blackberry phones.

So I can't fathom how many countless soccer moms are queueing up for this BRAND NEW, LIMITED EDITION lip gloss from YSL in, of all colors, PUR BLACK:

From plum to ebony, it dresses lips in an infinite range of shades, depending on how it is applied – feather light or rich and bold. Transparent yet intense, it plays on the depths of black and the pure shine of a sparkle-free formula.

Personally I haven't applied anything to my lips more wild than red since middle school, when we slicked on navy from Sweet Georgia Brown (remember that line? I was ob-sessed), or metallic frosty powder blue from Hard Candy.

It is currently on pre-order, and now it seems, back-order, but my order is in. Will LBL be as perennial as the LBD?

Buy YSL Gloss Pur Black here. If you give them your email, you get free shipping on your first order.

*And I believe this is a Blitz kid; these are the perils of saving things wantonly to your photobucket without saving descriptions!

Obscure Alternatives

If eyelashes can be considered a body part, they are one of my best. I've been hated for and metaphorically spat on by makeup artist and gay man alike (sometimes both at the same time) since my lashes are apparently so long and lovely. They measure between 3/8 and 1/4 of an inch long (I measured them at work today).

And they are falling out.

I think it's because I (naughty naughty) am just too tired after long nights of wining dining drinking and dancing to bother with taking my makeup off. I just smash my face up against a cotton pillowcase (another no no, "they" say you're supposed to sleep on satin) and drift off to dreamland, where last night I dreamt that a post I made got 45 comments. Yes, 45. I have come to the conclusion wholly borne of my own research that the kind of mascara I wear (usually Diorshow or L'Oreal Voluminous) is the source of my sad eyelashes; they dry out and can't hack the weight of all those petrochemical waxes.

So I made the only logical choice (shopping is always the logical choice) and purchased Longcils Boncza cake mascara. It is all natural. Marilyn Monroe used to wear it. It costs $39 + shipping, which now beats Kiss Me mascara for Most Expensive Mascara I Have Ever Bought (Kiss Me kicks ass though fyi).

Buy Longcils Boncza Cake Mascara from The Cure Shop. I did!

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Style Icon: Audrey from National Lampoon's Vacation??

Maybe being preppy is the province of the young: running through fields of clover and dandelion with your shitheel friends, in little white socks with Mickey Mouse on one side and Donald Duck on the other. I realize that this is an odd choice (and even i found it odd that I actually found screencaps from this movie; what would you ever use them for??), but being extremely hip-py (24" waist, 35" hips SAD), I don't look good in high waisted items, and I instead will live vicariously through teenage, slim-hipped Audrey Griswold. Her mix of alligator shirts, high waisted shorts and tooled leather bags are preppy at its finest.

Do you suppose scenesters nowadays understand the debt they owe to this movie? Tiny tucked-in tee, high waisted jeans, aviators. IT'S KILLING ME!

This looks like a one-piece, but no. Audrey wears the same color on top and bottom. No shame!

Here you can enjoy the whole preppy family. I think this movie came out when preppy was at its pinnacle, Izod shirts were a dime a dozen (my dad was a punk in the 80s, and one of his punk friends would go to department stores and rip all the little alligators off the shirts), and Members Only jackets weren't worn only by pensioners.

Even while dumping Grandma's body off in a deluge, Audrey keeps it fresh in striped windbreaker and white jeans.

And my personal favorite, rainbow top and screamingly pink little mini high waisted shorts that I could wear if not for these damnable hips. A girl can dream.

Caps thoughtfully stolen from Kill Froot Loop

Wednesday, August 13, 2008


I have readers, I can't believe it! Let us all welcome our new affiliate, Fashion Addict. She gets comments in the double digits. DOUBLE!

If people are really going to read this thing, I guess I have no choice other than to start taking pictures of my daily outfits, even though that still seems so alien to me. I have time to warm to the idea, as being a goffick in Florida heat is no easy feat.

I'm a poet and I didn't even know it.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

A Quick One

Whilst reading the September issue of Lucky (a terrific ish by the way, in which they extol both gothic and preppy as fall fashion trends, hmm), I found the latest from Frederic Fekkai, Salon Color. I've always been at a distance from Fekkai because though I enjoy high-end salon products, paying more than $25 for a bottle of shampoo gives me pause. I realize that paying $30 for a box of hair dye is along the same lines, but one of the colors is called "Brooke"! That's my name! Though I am definitely partial to Elle, a "dark golden blonde", aka brown.

Buy Frederic Fekkai Salon Color here