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Unfortunately my ten-week stint as a fashion intern at BlackBook comes to an end today. I'll possibly post later about it, but right now we have business to get to. PR was on last night and I have to put in my two cents. As an avid SATC fan, I absolutely loved the night-life, night-on-the-town challenge. If I were a judge, I would have had the contestants to tell me why Carrie Bradshaw would wear this, because to be honest, that's really what this particular challenge asked for even if not clearly spelled out. No one better embodies a girl on the town than Ms. Bradshaw - except maybe those Studio 54 types. That being said, I definitely think Kenley's win is deserved; Carrie would totally have worn that out with her three sidekicks. Plus I love that Kenley her aesthetic draws from the 40's and 50's - my favorite fashion era. Right now, she's my favorite.
Now onto people who the judges didn't scrutinize. I feel like Stella's leather, rocker outfit would be worn by Samantha, if it maybe had more color. For me, Stella's leather look was a little too flat tonight, she needed something to make it pop a little bit more. I really didn't remember this look until I went online to Bravo's website this morning.
I love, love, loved Jerrell's garment last night! The colors worked really well together, but if the dress were recreated, it could be done with any pallette. It could look good in plums, reds, blacks, all of them! The only teeny problem I have with Jerrell's dress is that it's not made so much for a night on the town as a formal affair. But even so, this dress made me really happy.
Now I really can't end this post without mentioning how the designers are rubbing off on Tim. Last season, with Christian saying "fierce" all the time, Tim picked it up. This season Blayne (let's be honest, the producers hit the jackpot with him) taught Tim the phrase "Holla at cha boy." And this is only the third episode, we still have ten more designers to boot before the finale.
I'm going to continue my little love-story with Sephora, because I am temporarily at a loss for what to write about (mainly because the next shows aren't for another few weeks and the next episode of PR is tomorrow...).Sephora is the perfect place to test drive new products, especially if you like to know the results before you buy them - for instance this past Sunday (another anecdote). My parents were visiting for the weekend and it was rainy. I was walking around with my mom and we happened upon a Sephora (ok, so it may not have been a coincidental happening, but we wandered in just as well). After looking around - this is the same day I found that neat little eyelash curling wonder in the post below - I decided to do my mom up right by putting a little makeup on that clean, but empty facial pallette of hers.It started innocently enough with mascara to open her eyes up. We found and applied an exclusively-available-at-Sephora prdouct, Imju Fiberwig mascara ($22). I'd never used it before, but it worked nicely on my mom. I may try it in the future, but I have such an addiction to mascara that I have about five tubes to get through before I can even think about buying more.
Next we moved on to eyeshadow. I'm not so good at eyeshadow, so I always choose really neutral colors to just subtly enhance the eyes. Shiseido has the perfect quad combo of colors in one product. The Makeup Silky Eye Shadow Quad ($35) in Desert Winds (pictured is Flora and Fauna) worked famously because it picks up any slight gold accents in the eye and just really makes your face look fresher. This shadow combination really looked great on my mom, I was so happy!
After eyeshadow, it was still raining outside, so we continued on to blush. Next to mascara, blush is my second favorite beauty product because it gives the face a little bit of color. I picked out Lorac Blush ($18) in a combination of Rose and Soul for my mom, because on their own, each color was a little too-too, but together they really worked (pictured is Lorac blush in Pink). If I had to go back and choose again, I wouldn't pick to mix two colors, instead I usually opt for more of a bronzer/blush, but that's just me.
Last but definitely not least we moved on to lipsticks. While I usually just use chap stick because it's quick and simple, I chose some Stila for my mom. The Stila Lipstick ($18) is nice because it has a glossier finish than most other lipsticks so you can just apply it and go (I can't say which color I used on my mom - or which is pictured for that matter - because the colors online all look fairly alike). And this one passes the straw test; after having a diet coke following our little adventure in Sephora, the lipstick had lasting power.
Our time in Sephora inspired a mother-daughter outing when I get home, and I can't wait! I love picking out makeup for other people just as much as I like picking it out for myself.
Today, I visited the store that is surely heaven on earth. No, really. Sephora, land of quality makeup, strong perfume and stand-out tools. The third of those really has me excited right now. As far as I'm concerned, the search is over. I found the perfect eyelash curler, and it's only $5. Time for an anecdote: last Christmas I was doing my makeup, same as always. I was curling my lashes with my trusty Clinique curler and all of a sudden, as I was clamped down on my lashes, my wrist jerked and I ended up ripping off the eyelashes on the inner half of my right eyelid (no pictures). Needless to say, since then I've been on the lookout for something a little kinder, and until now, nothing has replaced the metal contraption that caused pain throughout the longest six weeks of my life (it took six weeks, but the lashes did grow back).The Culprit:
The Hero:
With a sleek black, plastic body (and no handles - it's not scary-looking or intimidating at all!) and a clamp that simply slides to curl your lashes, this is the perfect remedy. It was pretty much love at first sight.
But just when I thought this contraption couldn't get better, it did. When you turn it over, the curler has another little gadget - lash and brow brushes. They just slide out the opposite side of the curler. Someone at Sephora is a genius.
How about a closer look. Beautiful. I've always thought that all anyone ever needs to look good are good lashes, and this curler is practically an all-in-one. The only other thing it needs is the perfect mascara, which I'll find in another blog entry. For now, this is my happily ever after.
Throughout my summer in New York I’ve seen many a crazy fashion statement. And as an intern at BlackBook I even blogged about a few of them (ahem, the wall-clock purse?!). So when I was standing in line at Starbucks and saw a man wearing gladiator sandals I didn’t point, look twice or even giggle. No, like the blogger that BlackBook molded me into, I stealthily captured the image so I could share it here.
Gladiators are one of this summer’s trends, just like the maxi dress and tie-dye (apparently), but there are some trends that don’t translate from gender to gender, and some that do. And I must say (after a lot of thought), this is a trend that can work for both men and women. With the right hardwares – like this pair – gladiators can be butch enough for a guy or trendy enough for a girl. However, not every shoe can make the gender jump as easily. Like wedges.
I know every other person has a different opinion about this, but I just can’t get my mind around man wedges. Earlier this summer at the menswear shows Fendi introduced these red, patent man wedges. And I don’t think wedges can be masculine. Gladiators yes, wedges no.
I'm a fashion intern in New York City this summer, however it's quickly coming to a close. My ten short weeks at BlackBook Magazine end next Thursday. Spending a summer in the throes of Manhattan have been everything from exciting to frustrating. I live, well only for the next week or so, six blocks from Bryant Park and wish everyday that I could come with hoards of fellow fashionistas to the tent shows. I've spent several Friday's off in Bryant Park with my blanket and chick lit in hand, watching people and daydreaming about those two weeks each year when the world stops for this small grassy knoll. Like others I spend countless hours combing style.com and imagining being in the middle of it all, thinking about which upbeat songs play as ready-to-wear pieces are modeled for two thousand people...
My normal, non-intern life is far less glamorous. When not in the middle of the city I'm in Waco, TX (yeah, the place where that Davidian thing happened back in the early 90's) working towards a major in journalism and a minor in fashion merchandising at Baylor University. Thousands of miles from the heart of the fashion industry, while all the time lusting for it. So while I may not live "la vie en vogue," I'll post about it, and hopefully someday achieve it (even though really, as long as I'm writing or styling, I'll be happy).
Now that you know a little about me, I hope you enjoy reading my occasional postings.
