These little delights were created by Amsterdam-based fashion designer Femke Agema. She says she was intrigued and inspired by totem poles. Totem is the name of her most recent collection. Here are some of her current and past pieces. I think I speak for everyone when I say, "WTF?"....
What a clever way to reuse old stuffed animals...
The wardrobe from Star Wars?
And the pies de resistance...
Hey, you can hide inside of it. Who doesn't want a cocoon skirt? That's what I want to know.
That's a sentence I never thought I'd say. Allow me to explain. When I say we, I really mean my fiance Casey is moving there for an amazing opportunity and coaching job for 9 months. I will come along, just not for all 9 months. (Somebody's gotta be here to plan the wedding...) My bosses and I are currently working out the length of my sabatical, but most likely I will live in Tokyo for 2 to 3, maybe 4 months.
After over a month of letting this thought soak into my brain, I realized one thing: IM PSYCHED!
How many people can say they have even traveled to Tokyo, much less lived there?! I fully understand and appreciate the magnitude of this blessing. This opportunity. This adventure. How are my bosses willing to let me take this sabatical? That is one of the greatest blessings of this whole situation, and I'm not going to question it any further. I'll just let it happen, as if it's normal in America to just take months off work.
What I'm excited about: the fashion and shopping (duh), traveling throughout Japan, experiencing basketball in a foreign country, experiencing everything with Casey, visiting Buddhist temples, sushi and international cuisine, seeing how much of the Japanese language I can learn, a new apartment (if only in brevity), Mount Fuji, Harajuku girls and geishas and samurai warriors (yup, just like in the movies), watching my future father-in-law and future husband coach together, not tipping at restaurants and cabs (it's actually frowned upon in Japan), new friends, learning a new city, standing out in a crowd, and oodles of things I don't even know I'm excited about yet...
What I'm nervous about:
That, ladies and gentlemen, is the Tokyo subway system. And I guarantee you I'm going to get lost in it.
Also, I'm afraid of offending people with my American ways. I have no doubt that I'll offend someone within my first week there.
So when does our Tokyo adventure begin? Casey goes over there in early September. I will have to wait until perhaps December or January, and stay accordingly.
Won't you join me as I say WOO HOOOOOOOO!!
Considering Rosetta Stone...
As if the fashion gods were smiling down on me today, I came across these photos from a runway show. The setting: Guadalajara, Mexico. The show: Intermoda 2010. The designer: Agatha Ruiz De La Prada. Don't let the 'Prada' part of her name fool you... The line is like the Powerpuff Girls on schrooms during a Mexican fiesta where only 8 year olds are invited. I can't even handle it. Let me show you why:
Maybe I'd wear the coat. Maybe.
Better that the two-tone tights and the dress be worn separately I think.
Yes, this is Agatha. Wearing creations of her own, no doubt. She seems like she'd be the crazy whimsical aunt who you see too often but she always brings you giant lollipops.
The only thing I can focus on is the lining of orange traffic cones around the runway. She may be implying that the garments are still 'under construction'...
Weird champagne flute headpiece. And I think I had those puffy shapes tacked to my bedroom wall as an infant.
What other inspiration could she have had for this piece than a piňata?
So many hearts...
Business in the front and party in the back... or rather on the side.
Now it's just getting rediculous. This looks like a Kindergarten art project.
But who am I to judge what fashion is? It's like the age-old 'What is Art?' question. Agatha, honey... I'm sorry but I will not be standing in line to purchase your piňatas line of clothing.
Holy crap. I repeat... HOLY CRAP. I never knew when I'd be announcing this, but as of 10:00pm on Sunday July 18th, Casey and I are engaged to be married. Since my freshman year in college, Case and I have been dating - that's 5 years and about 8 months. On July 18th, we began a new journey.
Here is the story I emailed to family and friends:
Casey knew that if he planned anything big and out of the ordinary, I would probably be suspicious. So he kept it simple and impulsive. The whole moving-to-Tokyo thing popped up [editor's note: I will post on Tokyo soon], and we haven't had a normal relaxing day just the 2 of us in weeks. Yesterday, we finally had almost the entire day to ourselves to hang out. Big doggie Kaiser is staying with us this week in Dallas; we took him to dinner with us on a patio, went to a great movie, and came home to take Kaiser on the last walk of the night...
As we're strolling, Casey asked me, "So what kind of things can we do together while I'm in Japan?" Because talking on the phone is expensive from there, we discussed using Skype, writing letters, emailing a lot, and perhaps he would keep a journal blog just for me to read. We walked back into our apartment, and he says "I know what we can do while I'm in Tokyo..." I had just sat down on the couch. Casey suddenly got down on one knee. He was shaking, a little pale, and sweaty. For a moment, I thought he was having a heart attack. Then I saw him pull something out of his pocket. It still hadn't registered that it might be a ring. It was a green velvet box - the most wonderful sight ever.
"...we can be engaged." he said. Casey said the look on my face was priceless. I started giggling uncontrollably. I didn't even cry. I just treefrog hugged him. Even Kaiser knew what was happening because he started leaping around and licking our faces. After our long hug, I realized Casey hadn't asked 'the question'. I said, "Well... ask me!" Then came the "Will you marry me?" and he jammed the ring on my finger (yeah, I have large knuckles). It's a beautiful piece of jewelry - simple and elegant. He apparently chose everything himself - the stone, the cut, and the setting. I think he did a fantastic job. He asked for my parents' blessing months ago, and they just kept it quiet... jerks.
After that, we made dozens of phonecalls to family and friends. We toasted with champagne, courtesy of Mike Gilb, at our favorite bar to celebrate. I had the best sleep I have had in months, and I woke up with a smile on my face.
Casey made the perfect ring for me. I couldn't have hand-picked a better ring. Simple yet unique.
So I guess I'll be planning a wedding in the near future. How long can I bask in the betrothal bliss before I have to start doing something? Casey says I'm bad at making decisions. Maybe, but when he asked "Will you marry me?"... I had not a single iota of hesitation. YES! A thousand times YES.
I can honestly say that my heart is completely full and I have never felt love from so many people like I did upon announcing our engagement (indirectly) via Facebook. Among our college friends, word travels fast. Calls, emails, texts and FB messages have been flooding in. It's the best feeling in the world. Thank you - thank you - thank you to our family and many friends for their unconditional support and love.
My man Kaiser is staying with us this week. Who is Kaiser? Just the coolest creature you'll ever meet. He's like a dragon, but furry. He's like a horse, but he likes to lay on the couch. He's like a dinosaur, but he knows the commands 'sit' and 'shake a paw'. He's our family dog, and he's an enormous Great Dane.
He lives with my family in Austin, but every now and then, Kaiser likes to go on an adventure and stay with Casey and I in Dallas. If I don't blog much this week, it's because I'm playing with Kaiser. When people meet him, they immediately fall in love. Perhaps it's his big sad eyes, floppy ears, and rediculous mass. He's 175 pounds - one of the biggest Great Danes I'll guarantee you'll ever see.
I chose him from his litter when he was only a couple weeks old, already the biggest among his brothers and sisters. Why did I pick him? He was the most plump pup in the group, and he had a distinct black spot on his upper lip that looked like a moustache. We named him Kaiser because he's 'the king'... Duh. He does this pretty much all day:
Yes, those are sheets draped over our couch because Kaiser drools like nobody's business.
2 years later, Kaiser is the best dog ever. Not the brightest crayon in the box, but sincerely sweet and loving and easygoing. I'm a short human and he's a oversized dog - we look like a carnival act walking down the street. When I walk him, passers-by always throw out the "Is that a horse?" comment, "How much does he weigh?", or my favorite - "Can you saddle him up and ride him home?"
Let us begin another installment of Artsy Fartsy Friday!
I thought this was an interesting project. German ad agency Butter and Eizo (a medical imaging company) created this morbid - yet still somehow sexy - PinUp Girls calendar for 2010. You're forced to look at the subject in a completely different way when you are able to see through to the models bones...
CLICK HERE to see the rest of the PinUp photos. Some are rather provocative. Check it out.
Below was an editorial in Yen Magazine, photographed by Sarah St. Clair Renard. I think the concept is just gorgeous and so poetic. Literal 'flying colors'. You can watch a musical video short HERE and see how they throw the pigment on the model. What a fun shoot to be a part of! This gives me ideas...
The garments were hung on the models with care in the hopes that Paris Fall Fashion Week soon would be there...
The fashionistas were snuggled all warm in their beds As visions of Couture danced in their heads...
See that? See what I did there? I took a children's Christmas poem and made it more awesome. But to many in the fashion world, Fashion Week is truly like Christmas. Looking at photos from the coming season's runways, I always suddenly yearn for that season. Like right now - a sauna of a summer here in Texas. But seeing pics of models in fall and winter wear... I cannot wait for autumn foliage and crisp air. I wish we had those seasons in TX. It just suddenly goes from hot summer to cold winter one week. BAM! Winter.
But I digress... So I took a cue from Vogue and did some Fashion Week snooping. (All pictures courtesey of Vogue). Why wasn't I on the front lines of the runway shows, in the seats, taking pictures? I don't know - Anna Wintour hasn't phoned in a while. And she didn't save me a seat.
Here are some of the featured designers whose pieces stood out to me:
Dries Van Noten - great skirt
Alexander McQueen - amazing patterns and fabrics in his finale collection
Givenchy - love the coat
Louis Vuitton - collection is all about emphasizing bust and waist
Stella McCartney - simple and classy, gotta love her
Karlie Kloss (one of my fave models) behind the scenes are Hermés show.
Though I didn't really like the polished leather skins of the collection, I can't resist a good top hat.
The Hermés runway
And these from the Couture 2010 shows:
Givenchy - Gaga's wedding dress? It certainly stands out, pehaps not in a good way though... but couture is couture - I'm sure it took months and months to create. It's very skeletal.
Jean Paul Gaultier - reminds me of Gloria Swanson's look in Sunset Boulevard
I'm ready for my close-up...
When it comes to fashion photography and runway, there's no doubt - hair is as much an accessory to the wardrobe as jewelry or a belt or shoes. The work of one particular hairstylist (or artist, I think they prefer to be called) stood out to me recently. He is French-born Robert Masciave. He apparently owns an award-winning salon/studio in London now, I believe it's called Metropolis Hairdressing Ltd.
Here are photos of some of his work:
Gotta love the 'ethereal equestrian' look
I think I know what he used to achieve these looks - the product is called White Sands. It's a sculptural hairspray or liquid texture gel. Ma'velous!
Mother Earth and Candy girls.
You can visit Masciave's website and view his portfolio HERE, but I hesitate to suggest it because the site seems rather dated. The photos and pages load SL...OW....LY....
Gosh I have SOOOO many things I have to catch up the blog on!
Holiday weekends always throw me off-schedule. We had a wonderful Fourth of July weekend in the rolling hills of Boerne, Texas... visiting the future in-laws and having a blasty-blast as usual. Pictures from our adventures to come. Oh, and I also went SHOPPING!! Hallelujah praise Je-sus in Hey-a-ven! I was in a retail-related drought. You know that feeling you get when you have brand new tags-still-on pieces in your closet? That shopping afterglow? Ma'velous, isn't it?!
For now, let's do a 180 and talk about clothing I would never buy but is nevertheless interesting to look at. Are they sweaters? Are they produce-inspired costumes? We don't know. But I do know that Phuong Thuy Nguyen put a lot of time and effort into these 'garments', so I appreciate them for their sculptural quality. I believe the pieces are part of a collection called Unconventional Body Objects...
Perhaps jellyfish-inspired? wink!
There's Phuong with her cableknit, just weaving away.
Random thought: I imagine that Björk probably owns a few of these pieces. And furthermore, does anyone else feel that (personal style-wise) Björk was Lady Gaga, just too soon?