I am appropriately attirred in a retro jumpsuit from Vintage and Charmed, a surplus of a vintage store owned by the charismatic Lynette Harper in District Heights, MD.
The top half of the jumpsuit is horizontally stripped black and white; the bottom half is jet black and wide legged. Nautical is the theme. Yet, the tailored fit is something more akin to "Barbie Joins the Navy." The 5 inch Viviene Westwood crimson wedges seal the deal but sadly preclude me from promenading (with a modicum of grace) around the upper deck of Sue Hamilton's yacht. Oh well, I'm happy holdiing court in a lounge chair with a panoranic view of the cherry trees gliding by to the left and right of the Tidal basin. By the end of the 2 hour cruise, I had read Fashion Attorney Mariessa Terrell's latest article ("Does the Fashion Industry Encourage Copying?") for RAINE magazine (vol. 15) and I was ready to join my Beauty Editor, Lianne Farbes (@LianneFarbes) along with make-up compatriots: @belleamourbeaut; @Pinkdollstyle, @WhitneyStringer; and @FashionDecided for a sashimi and white wine dinner party to fete the 7th Anniversary of www.themakeupgirl.net! (Top site for the BUZZ on beauty and grooming products. Check out my recent review of SIMPLE Cleansing face wipes HERE). By 8pm I was reclining in Kelvin's town car and reflecting over the frolics of the day. You know what?! Metropolitan BEAUTIES have the most fun, snag the hottest swag and boast the best fashion sense and sensibility. Air Kiss a Fashion Maven Today!
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Dr. Debritz was correct of course. Ever since the metal was inserted, I have begun to experience extraordinary results. Not only can I run, walk and climb in even higher heels than before, I can also pick up an XM signal (sans device) come rain or shine anywhere in the continental US. Becoming bionic has its privileges. But, air travel by commercial jet is not one of them. No matter. There are other ways to get to Nice (France) for your birthday.
GIGGLES.... Never believe the hype! Washingtonians are fashion forward. You just need to know where to look. Whenever I have seen too many ill fitting leggings in one day, I pop over to Muleh (1831 14th Street, NW), the best place in the District to spot an international fashion-setter in her element. The options are lavish, wearable and endless. You may recall a few years ago, when Carrie Bradshaw’s creamy Vivienne Westwood wedding dress was positioned in all her glory in the center of the showroom floor. Unforeseeable? Not if you know DC like I do. Manager and buyer Dale Campbell who has something interesting to say on everything from interiors, art, fashion, beauty, textiles, etc. has a knack for infusing glamour into the everyday. Visiting Muleh and watching a member of our tribe pair a Paula Mendoza Aztec agate goddess breast plate with a white retro jumpsuit reminds us that we are not alone. Selecting a collectible Anglomania clutch made with love in Kenya by Vivienne Westwood reminds us that we have options. And, a woman with options and a few good girlfriends can start a fashion revolution.
Nevermind the number of attempts, darling. Progress is progress. Bearing that in mind, we greet the frosty temperatures with a bold Ruby Woo lip and a fierce long legged stride.
Thus propelled, it is not surprising when the invitation to the Omega Psi Phi masquerade arrives. Thanks to Jarmal et. al we will arrive lacquered and bejeweled to the Ball. Can think of no other way to seize the day. Miss Ross has entered the building. Chin Up. Heels On. You Better WORK! I have resisted the ordinary like it was the black plague for as long as I can remember. I mean why would anyone choose Martinelli’s when there is so obviously Veuve Clicquot yellow label in the next aisle?
Rendered tragically flat on my back since Christmas, I am lately, for hours on end pondering this and other why for’s of my life and the next. Perhaps it is the haze created by banana pudding mixed with Dilaudid? Or, maybe it is the silence that only searing pains at 3:45 am can elucidate. Whatever, I am all the better for an about face. Yes, BLINKY “Ordinary is extraOrdinary when unexpected, unsolicited and perfectly timed.” TIN HAT ON! We’ve a ways to go. Post Script of explanation: Blinky? Who he? Ah, the scented and stuffed green frog who has traveled the journey from Johns Hopkins trauma to Washington Hospital Center to National Rehabilitation Hospital avec moi. I blame Shaka and her propensity to perch on ledges great and small. I also blame D.O.E.S. and the most recent RFP that was due Monday at 2pm. In any event, Shaka is now walking my favorite lashes around the Bungalow (they are stuck to her right paw) and I am reflecting on another eventful week. This one involves an untimely parking debacle, NCIS on the National Mall, a presentation for CCDC's Fashion Merchandising program, and a stroll around the Wilson building. Over scheduling is threatening to cloud my sunny disposition. Ah well, it's nothing that a Miami sunset from the fifth floor of the Gansevoort can not cure.
It’s March and I am still chasing rainbows. I think I’ve found the gold this time hidden discretely under the stairs in an Hermes pink and emerald green scarf. Me-thinks I will need every penny of this Irish nugget to support Fashion Attorney Mariessa Terrell (In case you have not heard, she’s running for Chair of the DC Fashion Commission). As her campaign manager, I have heretofore pledged my commitment to clarify the record. Though the main proponents of the DC Fashion Commission project a wonderful sense of style, the Commission itself is so much more than fluff. Mayor Bloomberg of NYC realized early that Fashion means big big money for municipalities.
Likewise, the DC Fashion Commission is a legitimate tool for economic development in the District. Not only will it help to re-capture the millions of dollars DC residents spend shopping in neighboring jurisdictions but it will help to position DC as a leader in fashion policy, legislation and protection of fashion goods through the use of trademarks, patents and copyrights. Timing is everything. Who needs Leprechaun luck when you have vintage Halston and Chanel pumps for the campaign trail and beyond? |
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