I need to promise myself I will write more often as in at least 3 times a week. I think writing it out and publishing makes it seem more official. It adds a certain pressure to not let down your (non-existant) readers...

So, I will write more and actually tell people about this blog that I've been keeping quite a secret which is a very stupid and contradictory thing to do when you want to publish a blog... Lots of promises I have to hold now.

I like blogging a lot and I think that if I make myself do it regularly at first, imposing post length and oftenty (ain't it fun making up words?), it'll all become a habit and I'll wholy enjoy it. It's like ballet, at first, you have to mold your body, learn the basis, a difficult step that can last years. Then, once the movements have become part of your organism, of you, you can play around with what you know and really enjoy dancing.

Upon this note, I solemnly swear I will write more regularly and sell my blog to the world, maybe just starting with a close circle of friends.

Seaside

The Kooks are growing on to me... (Seaside?Matchbox?...)

I'm wearing a Mirror Dash sweater, Abercrombie tank top, Scooter bag, pants and belt handed down from Mom and Mellow Yellow shoes. The sunglasses and bangle I found in old boxes.

A Little Something Called Inspiration

Considering fashion blogs' increasing importance in the fashion world (and the controversy often associated to this growing ascent), I thought to myself "How have fashion bloggers changed the fashion industry or at least influenced popular perception of fashion?".

Well, it seems they have provided an everlasting source of inspiration accessible to many people (Going on Internet being much easier than attending fashion shows) making the fashion universe a whole less restricted. I don't think I would have ever developed an interest in fashion if people such as Tavi Gevinson and Susie Bubble (just dropping the names of two bloggers who have particularly inspired me and whom I look up to and admire) hadn't shared their point of view on style and fashion through their (awesome) blogs.

Blogs are such an easy way of communication (with easy inevitably comes dangerous but let's forget about freaky creeps on the Net for a sec (we've all had enough of our parents lecturing us about it anyhow) ). Anyone can write about anything they like (or dislike for that matter) and get feedback from anyone else. We do have to recognize how superb ( alternatives to awesome, anyone?) that very concept is. So, if on top of that, a blogger starts talking about fashion, a closed industry with a bad reputation, this concept just kind of becomes the epitome of superbness! Suddenly, people who thought they didn't care about fashion or never had the chance to care about it are given a glimpse into this industry and beyond that, the opportunity to contribute and participate in its evolution.

The more people take part in fashion (even if blogging is only in the smallest of ways), the richer the industry becomes. Diversity is good, diversity makes something more versatile, more beautiful, better really. What will this lead to in a couple of years? Will Internet help us find new talents? I am more than curious in getting all the answers to these questions but only time can tell.

Now coming back to what was supposed to be the topic of this post, inspiration, blogs will inspire our generation's for now unknown geniuses. As said above, blogs because of the fact anyone can start one, present a priceless diversity. So imagine the various styles that can be found on Internet! Blogs are so personal yet a plethora of Internet users can relate to them. And most important, each provides inspiration for their audience. Inspiration is at the basis of any artistic (and probably for any other type as well) creation, it drives people to put a finger on something nested in their minds and give it a name, making it something tangible. Of course, anything can inspire someone, a photograph, a film, a very precise moment, a face, a word and what makes fashion blogs great is that they do share such things on top of presenting outfits or in some cases, designs. It's not liking having knowledge at the "tip of your fingers" but something just as great and empowering.

I want to thank all the bloggers out there (we both know I really mean Miss Gevinson and Style Bubble) who inspired me to start my own blog and continually nourish my love for fashion (that sounds very pretentious, I don't mean it to). I've always liked fashion and kept notebooks with cutouts from magazines but fashion blogs have turned this fascination for fashion and style into something more concrete. Fashion bloggers have made me dare to try different, new thing with the way I dress and play with my clothing. Before, I'd see beautiful outfits in magazine fashion spreads and quietly think to myself how badly I wished I dressed that way. However, these were models on white backgrounds or foreign landscapes, there was no relationship between them and me. The distance thus established stifled any courage to wear different pieces than everyone else at school. Bloggers, because they seem so much closer with their beautiful yet amateur shots and authentic tones, narrow down the gap between common people and the fashion industry.

Bloggers inspire me and I do hope technology will evolve in a way so that they continue to.

A lil' snippet of "Evolving Influence":

P.S. A matchbox

I haven't posted in ages but I hope this post will make up for my absence.

Anyhow, now that fall collections are all out, I can come back to my season favorite.

Proenza Schouler

The images kind of say it all though contradictorily they don't do this collection justice. L and J (my affectionate nicknames for the two junior geniuses behind this little wonder) have finally given the good girl who knows how to have fun (notice the subtle difference with the stereotypical good girl gone bad) a wardrobe of her own. I think the reason I like this collection so much is not only because, well, it's beautiful, but also because somehow, I feel like these clothes are what I need. To me, this collection holds some teenage angst as well. The leather dress with the simple white shirt, the child-like coats with the thigh-highs, the red lipstick with the messy, unbrushed hair, it's like a girl trying to grow up but stuck right in between childhood and adulthood.

The shoes are bad-ass awesome (I sat staring at a Tommy Ton real-life snapshot of them, hating the girl those Proenza Schouler-ed feet belonged to!). And also a little reminiscent of last season's underwater theme with the curved lines and shiny python stuff.

Youth and freshness are two elements that are difficult to capture and I think L and J (!) have become really good at it. The designs on the dresses at the end were something else. I loved the shiny blues and greens with sequins here and there. The scribbled pants were extremely attention-grabbing in the way their design was so chaotic. The fact these fabrics are always so attractive visually contributes to making that young vibe almost tangible.

The thigh-highs came in and added the perfect amount of sexy (along with those little mid-stomach openings or mesh decolletes). The fact they're put up so skin is seen only when you walk or when your skirt rides up in a certain way makes them less aggressive. I personally associate thigh-highs with a certain in-you-face kind of feeling and here, they're softened into something more innocent. I like that. Very much.

I'm listening to the Kooks' "Matchbox" and coincidentally, that word is perfect for bringing this collection down to,well, one word. A matchbox is filled with matches which make fire, fire being something dangerous. I feel like these clothes are a matchbox on their own. They hide a girl wild enough to go play with fire all neatly contained in a beautiful box. The sliding lid of the box is slightly opened, revealing bits of skin here and there, giving us a glimpse into a chaotic, complex mind... a Proenza Schouler gal.

Abbey Lee the Polar Bear

(all images via style.com)

Chanel bearsuits with mismatched patches of fake fur, furry boot bottoms soaked in water, a maze of fractions of icebergs, thick black fur pants. Karl Lagerfeld brought us so much fur yet itdidn't strike me as invading or overwhelming. He totally mastered making it blend into the outfits:the pieces of fur hanging off the leather and tweed jackets, or them being incorporated into coats with more subtlety. I also loved the accessories, especially this small ice-like bag.

Ooh and let's not forget this beautiful white dress which, despite its display of seemingly heavy fur, projects a certain youth and above all, lightness. It's like a cross of a butterfly and a polar bear that looks like an ice fairy. There's just something so pure, light-hearted about this dress...

And to end on another ensemble I liked,

in which the fitted boots, the bohemian-ish (one big ish!) bag, the soft skirt, and the kind of chaotic yet serene tweed vest are perfect both separately and as a whole.

Just like last season, I was exited to uncover this collection and will probably be looking at it over and over (and over) again.

In the meantime, I'm still luring over the Spring clogs...

Pretty Please?

I want this lollipops messenger bag badly. My birthday's coming up...

...Blue birds fly

So, I was listening to "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" (my mom has got this newly-found obsession for the song and she's making us listen to it over and over again to translate all the lyrics into French_ did I mention my mother IS French explaining the needed translation of English lyrics_anyhow) and I realized I had to write about Marc Jacobs' collection. I was hesitating to do this earlier and was trying (it failed) to keep up with everything going on at the current Fashion Week rather than pick out my personal highlights for the whole season.

But I guess nothing can really stop me from talking about Marc Jacobs (or Proenza Schouler) and his awing amazingness. His Fall collection was beautiful to me. Usually, and this applies to any collection I scroll through (examine closely might be more accurate) or see glimpses of in a style.com video, it takes me some time to take the clothes in, get the vibe, and figure out my view/opinion of the entire thing. However, for this one, it hit me instantly and the first time I saw it was enough to not only understand what (I thought) Marc Jacobs was trying to portray and also have me convinced. This says a lot about his designs and reveals a quality that is very typical of him. I know and I have heard countless people say it: the man comes up with collections everyone can refer to, he somehow manages to bring out diversity through unity (very contradictory... does that even make sense?) because his collections still present coherence.

via style.com

Anyhow, this season's girl was very vulnerable in a way, kind of naive with her simple hair and the whole tucked-in-behind-ears thing going on and the pink tinted glasses. That romantic touch though did not come in the way of the confidence that radiated from the simple yet well-cut pieces. I particularly liked the coats and the color palette was comforting in a way, a sense of "feeling good"ness that I think "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" conveyed too. Anyway, I feel very jealous of all the people who got to see this show upfront, it must have been a moving show and there's something about this whole collection that is simply touching.

I have homework to do (sadly) and though, I could (and would) write about this collection for hours, my notes are calling out to me for attention. See, they want me to ace my test so they are very supportive.

Enough about my talking notes, here's just a picture of Emilio Pucci fall RTW '10. I've never really followed Pucci but this strikes me as a darker collection and though the flowery motifs are still there, I feel like they're not as bright as I've known them to be.

via style.com

Voila! "Salome, come read your history notes!" and so they call with their squeaky note voices (because notes have squeaky voices, a most obvious fact, non?).