Showing posts with label fashion week. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fashion week. Show all posts

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Vibes

Ralph Lauren (via style.com)

Laurel Pantin (via Citizen Couture)

Bianca (via calivintage)

Prabal details (via This Time Tomorrow)

Acne shearling jacket (via Fashion Toast)

Samantha Pleet's dreamy space (via calivintage)

Tommy Ton (via style.com)

What I'm loving lately:

xox,
Sara

Thursday, February 7, 2013

FASHUNNNNN DAY 1

LADIES AND GERMS, #FASHION WEEK IS UPON US.


Organic by John Patrick
ONE SENTENCE REVIEW: When sexy shepherdesses take a trip to the city. Interesting.

But I love the garb, there's no denying the comfort factor and frumpy-sexy vibes that these clothes give off. I mean... that shearling sweatshirt? GENIUS. And I think I might want to incorporate pink into my wardrobe? That's major.



Thakoon Addition
ONE SENTENCE REVIEW: Voluminous, reinterpreted menswear makes for a sexy, morning-after-ish look.

THIS IS SO GOOD I AM DEAD.

xox,
Sara

Monday, October 1, 2012

Wild horses & mixed prints

You know that Rolling Stones song that croons, "Wiiiiild horseeeeees couldn't drag meee awaaaaay?" I always like to be a smart aleck and point out that wild horses can actually drag anyone away from anything... unless they weigh more than the horse or are attached to an anvil the size of Kansas. You know. Maybe this means I've never experienced true love. And maybe it just meant that I'll be a cranky, cynical old cat dog lady for the rest of my life.

... UNTIL NOW.





Dries van Noten's Spring/Summer 2013 collection is the most impeccably designed, perfectly curated collection of wearable art I have ever had the privilege of feasting my sparkly blue eyes upon and I will not be a whole human until I can embody this collection/own every single piece of it/pick apart my wardrobe and recreate these garments with the clothing I currently own I CANNOT HANDLE THE BEAUTY, OKAY.

Strap me to a wild horse and it seriously could not drag me away from a room full of this collection.









Dries. Call me.

xox,
Sara