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Stylishly Late

Fashion fades, only style remains the same

Becca: “Hello, my name is Becca and I’m a kleptomaniac.”

(applauses) Support Team: “Hi Becca”

So, my name is not Becca, and I’m not a kleptomaniac. Well, I’m a compulsively stealer of…images. My computer has ridiculous amounts of images that I just  “Save as…” whatever name I can think of. Sometimes I’ve tried to organize these images, let’s just say that at this moment they are kind of organized. So, recently I “robbed” this image of Gisele in a…well, water-dress, which made me think on that dress that Marylin wore to John Kennedy’s birthday, you know? when she sings him “Happy birthday, Mr. President”, yada yada yada. Which made me think of a time I was watching E!, back at the day when I was a teenager, and this woman (I don’t remember who she is, if someone knows, PLEASE let me know who she is) was being interviewed at a red carpet, wearing a nude-dress and saying that when she told her designer (again, WHO?) that she wanted to feel like Marylin, not to have the same dress, just the feeling.

For me that was eye-opening. Really. It sounds incredibly ridiculous now, I know. But back at the day, I was like “Wow, why doesn’t she just want to gave the same dress?”, “What’s up with this feel-ing?”. A while later I understood (or so I think) this whole thing about inspiration.

And well, who embodies this nude-felling better than the one-and-only Carrie B. at her first date with Mr. Big, wearing the infamous “sex dress”?

P.S.: I just remembered that I have another outfit (not dress!) which falls too into this naked-feeling, It’s one of my favorite outfits of all times.


Happy Birthday Mr. President – Remix


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I mean, after all, if you wanted that you would just go to fashionologie or fashionista. This is just a reminder for me to know how the hell can I find that magazine before going back to the glorious Americas (as in the continent). Three weeks.

So, really, how can I get this in Paris? There used to be this books/magazines/mooks/hipster-things store at this Citadium place which is “hyper-cool” (I actually find it pretty lame, I’ll ellaborate further on), called The Lazy Dog (OMG these guys are just so…funky!) that was actually pretty “sweet”, as my new Kiwi “coloc” would say. But last time I went, it was replaced by this random store.

O.K. so now I just saw in the website that they have some other location(s). It’s pretty embarrasing that I have been meaning to go to their website but never seem to do it (I guess I am myself quite a lazy “chienne”, lol, I’m sorry, I had an intense day being a neo-yuppie, not much intelligence left).

Soooo, my plan A is now going there to see if I can find a lovely LOVE. But I’m clueless about a plan B. Any ideas?

Now, as promised…On why Citadium is lame: so, basically it is this sort of mall (at least that’s what I have understood in my visits there and what my third-world.piti-yankee perception lets me see) with “hip” stores like….Pull and Bear (which I’m sorry fellow Parisians, but is not exactly the epithome of cool) and little kiosks selling bright-neon watches (again, I’m sorry, even in Venezuela nu-ravers are not cool anymore).

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Clockwise from top right: Yves Saint Laurent A/W 1968; Britney Spears, VMA 1999; Rose McGowan, VMA 1998; AA Micro-Mesh High-Waist Brief Romper; AA Nylon Spandex Micro-Mesh Jumpsuit; AA Nylon Spandex Micro-Mesh Long Sleeve Mini Dress

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When I was little I was asked quite a lot what was my favorite color. It was blue. I remember asking this same question to my mom, only to be told: “it depends”. She sayd that her favorite colors to dress-up were not the same as to paint, etc etc.

This been sayd, her favorite colors to dress-up where black and white.

Nowadays those are my favorite colors to dress too. I guess I was influenced by her aesthetics. And yes, I do am aware of how un-cool I am by saying that my favorite colors to dress-up are the same of my mom’s, but then again, going to Engineering School and doing Model United Nations doesn’t really help much either.

So, all this to say that I love the monochrome combination, etc etc. Particularly, I am very fond of Little Black Shoes. Of course I love LBD too, who doesn’t? But those ones last longer, at least in my case. The thing about Little Black Shoes is that they have a short life-cycle, at least in my World (Key word: little, we’re not talking about some Louboutin stilettos). Just in the last 2 years I have had to literally put in the litter-can 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 pairs. It’s not that much that they are rubbish, but that I abuse them without mercy to a point where I look like I live under a bridge. They last for about 6 months and then I have to look for a replacement, which is normally hard to find, until one day out-and-about (while wearing the LBS of the moment) I find the substitute pair and throw the old ones away.

The pair in this picture where bought at Aldo in Copenhagen, about 3 weeks ago, where I was with my family. It was pretty symbolic because just a year ago, while on a summer trip at Vancouver with them, I bought a very similar pair (just without the black band), also at Aldo. Both moments ended up with me putting the old-pair on the trash.

I guess that just means that I’ve gone through long journeys or something?

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For the moment I’ll leave you with the trailer of a movie I saw a couple of weeks ago. I fucking love Iceland and Icelanders.