Thursday, February 28, 2013
Monday, February 25, 2013
But I thought I recognized her dress--it has a strikingly similar cut to the one Nicole Kidman wore. Not that there's anything wrong with that, of course.
This morning I checked the designers, and Mrs. Obama wore a custom Naeem Khan, while Ms. Kidman wore L'Wren Scott.
On another front, Jack Nicholson, in his red bowtie, slightly oversized suit, and strong spectacles, seemed to be channeling designer Alber Elbaz:
They are also not so separated at girth either. Or mirth, from their happy expressions here.
Not because of the host's sexist production number--that inspired a different reaction--but because of Halle Berry's beautiful dress that, to me, recalled sparkly strips of film from a reel.
Clever without being self-conscious or perhaps even intentional, the Versace dress nonetheless paid homage to film-making.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
The Liberty products were too watered down, Calypso too baggy, Neiman Marcus too pricey for the quality, and so on.
But I took a chance on Prabal Gurung's collection, partly because two former students are great pals with him and I was feeling vicariously chummy; partly because I liked what I tried on.
What did I try: The red wedge sandal, above and below. It's got great lines, and whereas I have wisely? foolishly? spent close to my monthly mortgage on a special pair of heels from time to time, it was a lark to spend so little on something that really looks good on one's feet.
Why, you could even say that these shoes give me great pleather to wear. Except that it's too cold to wear then yet, of course.
Have any gentle readers had happy luck with a Tar-zjay collaboration?
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
So please, Mr. A., don't make me Alaia by changing your strategy. (Yes, there's a pun in there, just use your Noo Yawk accent to find it.)
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
My editing class is studying typography right now, and the clean, modern "T" with an appealing depth seems much more elegant than the olde scripte T of yesterday (though I really did LOVE how various artists interpreted it in each issue).
But maybe what I like best about this new T is its colour (in this issue, anyway). This pale pinky pewter reminds me of, say, the jacquard cushion on a lady's antique vanity chair, an old-school powder puff, perhaps.
And I like how T followed through with variations on that pink throughout the issue. The gently powdered face above, the pink of the sash-as-scarf suits me, to a T.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Dowager Countess grants Edith permission to write a newspaper column, noting that she is neither young nor Fun. : "Toni-i-i-i-ight you aren't young. So go set the world on fi-yyyah!" Lady Edith channels Kelly Clarkson, as she feels "Stronger," yet notes that her Grammy has sneaked in an insult at the same time.
In turn, the befuddled flirty newspaper editor tells Lady Edith that he and his mad Bertha Rochester-esque locked-up wife are "never ever ever ever getting back together."
Lord Grantham frets at dinner about the increased Irish presence in Downton (his son-in-law). "Soon we'll be singing 'Molly Malone,'" he grumbles.
Lady Mary rejoins, "Papahwhrr, don't preach," demonstrating that it is actually she who's behind the times. Really, Madge?
And indeed, after the cricket match during which Tom (the Irish SIL makes the winning catch, the gang breaks out into the Once-inspired Lumineers number, "Ho Hey!"
But Mosley disappoints during cricket, which is upsetting, considering all the hype leading up to his performance. Frank Ocean may feel his pain, what with a New York Times Magazine cover story on his the day of the Grammys and being featured earlier this week in a NYT story on syncing his running video to his live upper half. Did the sound dim? Was Ocean off key? To be Frank, it wasn't a winning outing for either gent.
The dowager countess, who is still confused about what a "weekend" is, transposes the words of "Ho Hey!" when she summons Ethel to her home. There, the dowager reassigns Ethel to a new place of employment in a new town where she can be close to her son (whom she gave up to his grandparents for adoption). The dowager further remarks that Ethel's past can be "wiped clean," rendering her not un"Like a Virgin," as Madge makes another cameo.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
I've refrained from writing about the complete foolishness that is the new, public-domain edition of L. M. Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables series because the cover, with its bleached blonde, twenty-first century Elly Mae Clampitt-meets Playboy centerfold while making hay in plaid is so absurd that it defies commentary.
Indeed, the AoGG book cover is as ludicrous as replacing the cover image of this:
Wonder whether he could make the laughable cover disappear?
This P. E. Islander will take her green in less that fifty shades--the natural greens complementing the iconic green gables and shutters of Anne's house will more than satisfy.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
While we were waiting for a technician to help us out, we made good use of the quilts I've made, as well as my favourite blanket--a checked wool beauty from Norway's Oleana:
I adore Oleana blankets, which are sumptuously thick, soft, and gorgeously designed. They reverse to a slightly different colourway and set my senses a tizzy when I am wrapped up in one.
But they are rather cher (hence my post title), so I have thought that it might be great fun to make a quilt in an Oleana blanket style.
I'd probably choose a check, in a blue, to complement my red check blanket. The border could be appliqued, even in felt, for the tricky curves and curlicues. This may be my next project, since my hands are working again with (and are grateful for) the heat.