Portions of Karl

The Game of Life

2012-02-15T00:58:00.000-08:00

The shit I get myself into

I'm telling you, this blog just keeps getting placed in the back burner as my life continues to blaze it's trail into the unknown depths of my career. (Which has been pretty sweet, as of late.) So let's play a game of catch-up, shall we? Before I leave your asses hanging again.
For one thing, I was not dropped by the designer I, apparently, assist for now. Yeah, I'm no longer an intern which is pretty cool. So it's been event hopping for the past few weeks and there was even talks of me attending MAGIC this week over in Vegas but school has been coming first lately. Yup, I'm such a scholar this semester!

Poolside Collection

The Dolls

Though with school aside, I've also recently been hired as an intern for a fairly well known-yet incredibly hidden-store, here in LA. (If you read the Style Rookie or are a fan of the Mulleavy sisters, you should know where. *WINK-WINK*) So I am incredibly happy to start come Saturday morning because with this, some magic can happen. Ugh, I just feel really good about everything right now because 2012 still feels promising.
-Karl

V D RULES!

2012-02-15T00:00:00.000-08:00

If you can guess where the title if this post was taken from, you can get a glance at my Gloria Estefan-esque hoochie-coochie! Anywho, happy day-after-Valentine's, you fuckers.
-Karl

Transgender Child

2012-01-23T00:44:00.000-08:00

This collection was the tits. The absolute tits, I tell you! I loved it and Givenchy is soon becoming another one of my favorites that's beginning to replace some of my older favorite's that I keep aligned on an imaginary shelf, in the back of my head. Because we all have one of those, am I right? Or is that just a "teen blogger" thing?

Well then, this collection seemed like a nice part two from last year's lovely collection with those now iconic rottweilers. Though those rottweilers only brought back horrid memories of my uncle's less than fashionable rottweilers. Ugh, not fun.
I love the shorts and legging combo here along with the huge loose jumpers. Then with the basic color pattern here and subtle details such as beading found through out just made this collection so much more appealing. Though a little tamer from the last, this was definitely a stand out on it's own. Though those nose rings are something worth writing about on their own. Loved it and can only wait for what's next.
-Karl

Pass the Mustard

2012-01-18T00:41:00.000-08:00

Marc Jacobs has never really tickled my fancy, to be quite honest with you, but I really enjoyed admiring his menswear collection for Fall.12. It had a very relaxed West Coast and Christopher Owens (of the band, Girls) vibe to it.

I loved that the collection was introduced with the pop of a bright mustard yellow amongst the first few pieces. It was quite a very nice welcome from all the black and navy I've been seeing. Though the long coats have been a nice trend amongst designers I've very much have been enjoying. And seeing how they very from designer to designer is quite enjoyable and something I look out for. Though the leather motorcycle jacket with the jersey sleeve caught my attention a bit more here. It'd fit right in with my garb here and I suppose that's just the one small thing I look forward to seeing in collections: what looks good in my closet.
-Karl

Double Fixation

2012-01-15T23:37:00.000-08:00

Come to me!

My love and affection for Prada is serious. It grows more and more with each coming season. Miuccia Prada marries whimsy and perfection like no other; it's not too childlike and just the right amount of serious. The different textiles, patterns, and colors are just effortlessly blended together that makes me smile a big cheese grin and even has me looking forward to growing older.

Her array of trenches and coats this season, uh, can we just dedicate an entire day to observing and fathoming over them? Please? Preferably that red double breasted coat with ADRIAN BRODY, of all people, wearing it. Man, that red trench is just the tits. I love it and I'm fairly certain it will be haunting my dreams ever so gently for nights to come. It makes me regret not buying that trench I saw at the thrift store today.
-Karl

Leather Panther

2012-01-15T22:06:00.000-08:00

Whimisical, literal, and so perfect. I'll take one, please.

Let's start this motherffff' of a season with some Jil Sander a la Raf Simons, shall we? Which, by-the-by, is a fabulous first in the world of Portions. Okay, so with the ambiance of this collection, one can assume that either you're in a 90's Harrison Ford action film or Dexter is after your ass but with the introduction of a handsome fellow in a memorizing leather trench coat, one can relax a bit. Trust, I'd rather have my life taken from me with a man in leather than a man in a recycled army green thermal. Ewwies! (Sorry, Dexter fans but tis the truth.)

Some of my favorite pieces, aside from the obvious leather trench, was the simple leather jumpers. The endless wardrobe combos I could make with that piece alone, is fairly close to endless. Though the dinosaur and whale jumpers are just as adorable and add to a more morbid atmosphere, ironically, but I dig it. Though they mellow the cold feel of the collection a bit but I caught myself wanting more leather towards the end. They may be plain and simple pieces in construction but their classic pieces that can be reworked in one's wardrobe for years to come. Which is my main attraction to this collection.
I blame my mother for my attraction to leather. Pleather wasn't too fond of growing up.
-Karl

Gimme Gimme Redrum

2012-01-12T18:14:00.000-08:00

J.W. Anderson Menswear F.W.12
It's like The Ramones and the creepy little boy from The Shining played dress up. I fucking love it. A lot.
-Karl

I Got New

2012-01-08T19:32:00.000-08:00

Inspiration.NewFear

I've been giving thought on a lot of things when it comes to the likes of this here blog. I've dabbled in the possibility of shutting it down and even selling it to a certain someone who's been wanting it for quite some time because I catch myself ignoring and forgetting about it. A part of it is due to the fact that I lost nearly all of my readers whom disappeared once I purchased my domain and now I rarely ever get any reader feedback anymore. Though after a few sleepless nights, I've decided to transform this here blog into more of a lifestyle blog. Mhm, that's right.
I catch myself really enjoying other, more engaging and nearly interactive blogs like Zana Bayne's Garbage Dress and Shini Park's PARK & CUBE. So you'll still get the doses of fashion, runway reviews, and style posts you've read about for the past two years but just a tad bit more personal, relatable, and with a whole lotta hootchie-cootchie! Just get used to the idea of me drinking and posing more often. So consider this the third chapter in the life of Portions, one filled with hugs and kisses and every once in a while, a bloody nose.
-Karl

Bad Karma

2012-01-08T04:19:00.000-08:00

Whenever something unwelcoming takes a step into my life, something good seems to always arise right away. The good happened to take the form of a great friend from up North, who came to visit unexpectedly, and a pair of boots I've been lusting over that presented themselves with a price tag of a mere ten dollars.
I like to think the universe keeps a good eye on me.
-Karl

Fab Five Freddie

2012-01-01T19:57:00.000-08:00

~*New aged dandy*~

This whole outfit came together at the last minute. Which I found rather amusing but it really ended up being a really comfortable outfit to roam around with. Though I decided to leave the fur at home since it wasn't as cold as I had expected. I especially found my MAN LEGGINGS (have to type it in all caps to emphasize on the manly aspect of it) to be quite fun to wear out. Definitely gonna buy a few more pairs prior to the season ending.

The bow tie on the other hand has been in the back of my head for the past few months but since a certain someone over at Pornogothic jump-started my crafty side, I had to run out and get busy. Now on to the next one!

-Karl

-Joke shop top hat

-Thrifted tuxedo top

-Thrifted red plaid button down

-Thrifted fur coat

-Handmade studded bow tie

-MAN LEGGINGS*~

What choo lookin' at?

When it's Over

2012-01-01T18:29:00.000-08:00

I'm one of those few people who feels a sort of mental change come new year's. Like, I just let go of this year's issues the moment the clock strikes twelve because from then on, they become last year's issues. It's the same thing with my birthday each year; I feel the change.

I rang in the new year with my great friend Victoria. We started the night at her friend's warehouse party in downtown which sadly ended up turning out to be pretty wack. We chilled on the rooftop for a bit while some old hipsters played their sad and sappy little country tunes down in the first floor. From there, we roamed to LA Live to just walk about and see what was going on with some rum and coke in our hands.

That, in itself, was alright. The LA Kings game just finished so there was a bunch of obnoxious frat bros running about in paper crowns while families ice skated and couples headed for the lounges and clubs that surrounded the place. That got boring quickly, so with only a half hour to spare, we roamed to the pier. Long story short, we made it on time. Though just as we entered the restrooms, because we both had to pee really bad, the fireworks went off calling in the new year.

I welcomed the new year realiving myself with Date Rape bumping in the background on a pier. Clearly it must mean something about how my year is going to turn out. haha
Needless to say, I ended my night at a local diner with the sky foggy as hell with a bunch of adorable seniors in glittery clothing and a really great friend by my side. I'll take it. Now I just need my babe by my side.
-Karl

Hello, Goodbye

2011-12-31T19:31:00.000-08:00

Thanks for tuning in and see you next year!
And a ~special~ shout out to all of my Ukrainian and German readers who link my blog to their odd little sites.
Love you all!

TOO KAY EE-LEH-VAN

2011-12-30T03:33:00.000-08:00

TRUTH
For me, two thousand eleven was a year built around promises and the capability of showing and telling my future. All laced with potential and often, lies. Though I did genuinely enjoy the year. I did enough to satisfy my constant need for movement and I feel like I finally found my neish in the many corners of my life, like, with finally feeling stable about school and my career path. For the most part, it's been rocky but I feel very positive about what's to come.
I feel like I've grown into whom I always said and thought I was.

BEAUTY
This year, I find my appearance taking center stage in it's own right. For whatever reason, I find people have finally taken note on my appearance, in whole. I get smiled at more often, I make people flutter with nerves from a single glance, I get away with murder, and the stares I get when out, often make one feel odd. Though I've come to realize some people have found this to be a form of insurance to keep their selfish hearts from breaking.
It pains me so, but keeps me at a distance I've grown to find comfort in.

FREEDOM
The few insecurities I thought I didn't have, I did have. I let them go, one by one and have really grown from it. I'm a lot more at ease with myself and I find myself loving the person I'm unfolding to be. I look back at who I was a year ago and I really feel like my whole being has grown and matured at a new level. Like, a fresh new start I can play with and finally sculpt my foundation on.

LOVE
Ah, love. The one thing I kept at a distance but soon brought to the surface. This year, I surprised myself with just how many can fancy a boy. A boy they know nothing about, yet can sculpt into the person they merely illusion. I can't say I'm proud but I can say I'm in love. In love with myself and another. Another whom I confide in and feel from a distance.

2012, I dare you.
-Karl

La$ V3ga$

2011-12-26T13:39:00.000-08:00

Since my Christmas was wickety-wack, here's some pictures from my holladay in Vegas. I was partially tempted to stalk Bebe Zeva but, that just requires too much energy.

-Karl

Old Vegas aka Fremont Street

I really need to stay at The Golden Nugget

The Cosmopolitan was so purdy

Uh, my favorite wine. BUY ME SOME

Sippin' bubbly from a dinosaur sippy cup. Holla!

My sister and I

2011-12-20T16:11:00.000-08:00

I find that the older I get, the less I expect from the Holidays and gifts alike. A lot of it has to do with the the fact that everyone is broke but for the most part, according to friends and relatives, I tend to be, tOo OuT tHeRe. I personally think they're just cheap turds who choose to not look into my interests when they're perfectly projected on what I wear on a daily basis. But, that's just me.
So, for the most part, I just sit there on the couch come Christmas day with nothing to unwrap in my coat, sunnies, and spiked nog looking like a haute Grinch while my relatives jizz over what they got each other. BUT ENOUGH WITH THE LIFETIME MOVIE DRAMAS, here's my damn ass wishlist because God damn, I deserve one!

For starters, your homeboy loves himself some shoes but those suede buckle boots are killer and I'd rock them orange Vivienne Westwood kicks so hard! (Phixclothing.com, Couture.Zappos.com)

I really don't care what Karl Lagerfeld says but I've really been wanting some decent sweatpants. I normally stray far from any form of sweatpants-y esque stuff but a nice pair would be nice and I've really been into loose and huge shirts lately. (Patriciafields.com)

I seem to have given way to baseball caps as of late. Like, I've accepted the fact that I have a fat head and can get away with them. Am I finally turning into a real boy?! (PatriciaFields.com, JohnnyCupcakes.com)

And to pin point that I am a man of substance, I'll be needing these two for my ever growing library. (Amazon.com)

So yeah, that pretty much covers it for me. Not much but still, FAM-BAM, IF YOU'RE READING THIS, HERE YOU GO. NO EXCUSES.
-Karl

The Weirdest Comparrison

2011-12-09T14:39:00.000-08:00

The other day, while minding my own bizniz, my friend looks over my shoulder and spots a picture of Alexa Chung on my dashboard and proclaims we look alike. I did one of those, 'the fuuuck' face's at her as she gave me a well exclaimed reasoning. Apparently we have the same squinty eyes and cheek bones? I didn't believe her then, nor do I now but this photo for comparison has me kind of seeing what she meant. But even then, a comment like that just lowers my self esteem and boosts my ego even if Alexa is a chick. haa
-Karl

Does this make me an it boy now? Photo of me circa Dec. 2010

Obsess-Fest over Lovefoxxx

2011-12-06T01:46:00.000-08:00

Lovefoxxx xoxo

I've had the biggest style b0ner on Lovefoxxx since my high school days. She really knows how to work loud colors and prints like no other hoodrat I've yet to come across. Not to mention, she also has a really sexy, raspy voice that just makes me melt into a huge puddle of envy! But seriously, she's affected my life so much that I even named my vroom-vroom after her. And for a dude to name his ride after someone, that's some serious business right there.

Two listens in, and you'll love it

So anywaysss, let's talk about her garb in CSS' latest music video, City Grrrl, shall we? For starters, that first look with the yellow jumper and all that silver jewelry and cut offs, uh, PERFECTION, MUCH. She's very much a Luella girl, if I do say so myself. Every look in that video was basically style p0rn for me because if you look at most of my garb, we're basically twinsies. And not to mention, she's one of the few people who knows how to work Jeremy Scott's stuff without looking like a tool.

If you notice as well, she wears the same pair of reddish-brown Doc's through out the entire video and that, to me, is what a true style God looks like. If you can rock a single pair of kicks with just about every outfit you wear, you're basically Jesus to me. It takes a true mastermind to do that or just someone who's too poor to afford any other pair of kicks a.k.a. ME. Though I wouldn't necessarily call myself a mastermind. el-oh-el

Ugh, Lovefoxxx, just come over and play dress up with me. We can raid our closets and dye our weave's and I can totally be your hype boy! Yeah! I'll stand in the back at every interview and show. I can be that secret member of CSS who plays the electric triangle! Mhm, it'll be amazing. *Sigh*
-Karl
PS.
Ssion is such a babe. The End.

Giving My Hot Red

2011-12-04T22:31:00.000-08:00

Something about shorts exposing a lot of thigh is really freakin' sexy. I don't know why, I just can't help but reenact this facial expression. So when I got my dirty little hands on a pair of blood red vintage high waisted shorts that fit me too big, I tailored them to fit me!

Talk about showing some leg, dayum! A lil' hairy situation, too.
Though seeing as though that's really a picture of ~*moi*~, here's a better picture of me and the shorts. Duhr.

Vintage jacket - Thrifted shirt - Vintage shorts - Gold chain via my grandma
I wanna say I blame, and thank, American Apparel for giving me the confidence to expose my hairy-ness to the world wide web. I mean, if it wasn't for their over zealous way of being natural and hip, I would probably be all up in the safe zone of my pants. Though better yet, it's probably just the fact that I'm so comfortable in my own skin that I'm not afraid to show my hairy numbers to dah world!
Anywho, the shorts are basically the best and they can pass for vintage swim trunks so I'm fairly certain I'll be living in them all through out the Summer next year.
Uh, this has been a post. About shorts in December, holla!
-Karl

Daba-Doo

2011-11-27T19:59:00.000-08:00

I've come to realize that Oxnard is like a little piece of heaven in Southern California. It's home to some of the best local twee-pop bands and thrift stores. I made my rounds to the thrift stores this afternoon when I was over taking my grandma home and holy hale did I find the best t-shirt ever!

Mhm, that's right, a Flinstones shirt that they only sold at Mcdonald's back in the day. It's like, in perfect condition and just makes me spit from being so happy, considering The Flinstones was one of my favorite flicks growing up. It's just too good not to post up and show off!
-Karl

Going Down Under

2011-11-26T23:37:00.000-08:00

Hello, sailor

Now I normally wouldn't blog about one's under garments but one, this a bliggity-blog run by a dude, that's ME, and secondly, why not? I just found this underwear company too cute to not talk about. For starters, Jac5 is an under-roo company based around the concept of a Jack Russell and it's characteristics; Loyal, Super Smart, and Barking Mad and they are expressed through the different styles they have for sale.

This is here is Super Smart (and rather sexy,) my personal favorite.

I personally fancy the Super Smart selection just because they look sexy and appear as though they'd do a damn good job of holding everything in place. TMI, I KNOW but hey, a boy's gotta have everything kept under control. Don't want anything looking out of place and mcnasty because it's not cute. Trust me, that is one problem a guy can have which is fit (and design, if you're a freak like me, haha.)

Adorable, right?

And can we take a brief (see what I did there?) moment and admire just how cute their flagship store in Hong Kong is? UGH, it's so vibrant and just makes my bum happy just from looking at it! I'd totally go if it wasn't so far out. BUT A BOY CAN DREAM, RIGHT? Especially since they have the only men's underwear art gallery in the world.
So just do me a favor and check Jac5 out. Their underwear is cute, sexy, and appears to understand the concept of a man's body. Preferably the nether regions which are rather important, if I do say so myself.
-Karl

How to Survive Black Friday with StYlE: The Guide

2011-11-25T00:56:00.000-08:00

So yeah, today is Black Friday. If you have no idea what that is, you are one lucky son of a bitch or you're most likely Canadian or something non-American. But it's really the only official "holiday" in my book that deserves the title of HOLLADAY because you'll be hollering and screaming at all the good deals all of the major retail stores have around the nation on this fantastic Friday after Thanksgiving Thursday. (Such a lovely contradiction, no?) So I took it upon my jank ass self to bring you:
Black Friday: The *StYlE* Guide*
Consider this my way of saving you from the embarrassment of walking into public at midnight with sweat pants on because we all know how Karl Lagerfeld feels about that one.

lol This bitch. Vintage denim jacket-American Apparel cardigan-Standard Cloth cable knit print cardigan-Black Levi Supper Skinny's-Fake Docs-Sunnies from downtown
1. Get yo' shame face on!

You'll most likely be walking into stores you truly hate, like Walmart, when your classy ass prefers sexy stores like Target. Though you know someone that you once knew will see you. Preferably some hoodrat from your history class from your Junior year of high school that you once had beef with. Yeah, nothing personal.
2. Dress like your going to see your worst enemy.

Uh, I know your ass is not going to waltz into public with some sweat pants and a pair of UGG-ly boots on. I really could care less if you can't fit into your skinny jeans because your fatass, who's always on a "diet," over ate again. You squeeze yourself into them and prepare for battle because sweat pants are just not cute at eight in the morning when you begin to realize that you are in public and not at home! Though do layer it up because I don't want any of you cuties to get sick when you're waiting out in the cold.
3. Accessorize like you mean it.

I'd rather look like a potato in layers of clothing as long as my garb looks cute with the help of some accessories. Which is why I wore all of my gold that I like right now. If I could, I would have been there in only gold because I love gold and too much clothes just makes me wanna be nakey. It's dah trueff!
4. Take some sunnies to protect your eyes from the morning shame

By the end of your shopping eleganza-extravaganza, you've basically have turned into a vampire who's only way of surviving is through shopping. So clearly, after being indoors for so long, you completely lost your sense of living. The sun will be out and your eyes wont be able to handle the brightness and shame that will cast over your frail and turkey-filled little body. So just keep a pair handy for this.

***

So yeah, that's about it. I myself would be out buttt, shit got cray-cray at the Walmart I was at. I ended up leaving early because my fam-bam got freaked out once everybody else turned into savages.
The line I was in, for video games, completely went ballistic once the plastic protecting the boxes full of games got removed. People got trampled and at one point, the entire shelf caved in with people in it. It was just not healthy even though I did manage to get some footage of it.
Click here for le video: I uploaded it to my Tumblr
Instead we all went for tea and pancakes at a local diner to chill out before going home. My dad called while we were grubbing and apparently, according to the news, two ladies had to be sent to the hospital, ten others were hurt, and some bitch used pepper spray on people to get what she wanted like she was at a damn Occupy Wall St. protest! The fire depot ended up shutting down the place for a bit.
Ughh, I'm glad to be home right now and I just find it amusing that the whole time I was in the store, right next to the mayhem, I was silently grubbing on hot Cheetos and a Ring Pop. At least now I know I'll do good in situations like that. bahaha
-Karl
*This is clearly a half-joke so, yeah. Don't be a party-pooper and get booty hurt.

V for Versace

2011-11-19T14:27:00.001-08:00

I know you're not hating on my mis-matched bed linens. I lost my white sheets while moving. :(

Oh H&M, how you like to temp me so. If you aren't selling knockoff Vivienne Westwood pants that make my heart swoon, you are collaborating with top designers that make my heart swoon and then, proceed to have it fall out of my ass.
So can we all talk about how flawless and perfect this collection is?! I mean, look at it. Right now! Google the entire thing, go! I know you've probably already have but do it again! Then write me a full report on how amazing it is because it's that amazing.

Normally when top design houses or designers collaborate with lower end stores, their collections stray so off course of who they really are as the designers they've planted themselves to be, that it's just like buying some pointless garb with a pretty tag featuring the name of so-and-so. But with this collaboration, Donatella really made a home run.
It's clearly Versace and it reads through out every fucking piece like a damn history book which is so cray-cray that it almost brings me to tears. Well, not really but I'll assume you know what I mean. (And can I just say, Donatella is just the sweetest, cutest thing, ever. Gah, I fell in love with her while watching all of the behind the scenes shindigs.)
My eyes instantly gravitated towards the so Gianni print with the palm trees, cheetah print, and gold border that I just had to own a piece or two from the collection. So while waiting in line (at 3 in the damn morning!), I counted my pennies and made sure I'd have enough for the hat (because it's just cute, OKAY?) and the shirt featuring the print blown up. Though while waiting in line, my poor little heart was getting spat on by the people around me.

Takin' a peep because I am ghetto-fabu.

For me, I look at the people who missed work for this, I look at people like me who saved for this, and I look at the people who have an unconditional love for Versace that it really ticked me off when the assholes around me were talking about buying in bulk so they can double the prices on eBay. It's like, what the fuck, man? You're going to buy in bulk for your greedy self and take away from someone who's farther down the line than you? It just upsets me so. Especially now that I'm a full blown fashion student who's learning from the bottom up about the inner workings of the fashion industry. The main part of fashion that this generation doesn't give a shit about because they'd rather pay more attention to the shows than actually take in what goes into producing those garments. And I understand that H&M is mass produced but it's nearly the same thing here. UGHHH, I'm just gonna stop myself before I get nasty.

So gaudy, I love it!

So anywho, I figured I'd talk about how I swallowed my love for fashion and turned into a total consumer-savage-label whore and nearly dueled it out with people to get what I wanted. Which was quite a rush. I ended up getting the cap, the shirt, and at the very last minute (and I'm talking last minute. Like, I totally snatched it right as someone else was reaching for them,) the crocodile skinny jeans. It was such a rush that I had no idea what was going on until I was handing over my money. Though lucky me because all of the mens stuff was absolutely swallowed by the time I was leaving. Like, if I hadn't had snuck my way to the escalators, pushed myself through a pointless crowd, and stumbled, I probably would have left empty handed. So I really regret nothing even if it meant swallowing my anger and becoming the one thing I hate.
And since I'm a ~*FaShUn BlOgGeR*~, here's a few pictures of me in my garb. Which I grabbed and put together in the dark, by the way. Holla~

So, Myspace. But I had to improvise. Meh. All vintage.

Had to bust out the gold for Versace. All vintage except for the lion head.

My fake Docs that I've been living in. Just had to introduce them to the blog. Sup, messy floor.

Lazy eye, much. Gold cholo necklace via my G-ma

And since this is my blog, I figured I'd leave you with an image of my face wearing the cap. Which, by the way, actually looks kinda cute on me. But only I can say that because I'm a ~**FaShUn BlOgGeR**~
-Karl

Halloweener

2011-11-04T01:21:00.000-07:00

Who's that hot babe creepin' in the back?
So October is now long-gone and ughhhh, I am one sad little person. It just came and went like nothing! But at least if there is one good thing about October, it always leaves with a bang. For Halloweener this year, I chose to dress a little Mickey Mouse-esque and I also went to an 80's club where some chick kept thrusting her beaver at me but that's a story for later.

Me trying to be cUtE and StuFf

Anyways, for my costume this year, I decapitaed a Mickey hat I got at Disney World when I was thirteen and added wire ears shaped in wibbly-wobbly circles and wrapped ribbon around to make it a bit avant garde, sort to speak. I actually got inspired by a photograph of Tim Burton in Harper's Bazaar October 2009 issue featuring that beautiful (and one of my favorites) editorial with models dressed in characters from Tim's flicks and other works.
I then paired it with a red polky-dot button down I got from the threeft store next to my school at the last minute and my favorite gold necklace. It looked cute put together, if I do say so myself.
So yeah, I hope you had a lovely Halloweener yourself, whom ever you are.
-Karl

My lips look all smushed and gross

My sister dressed like Gitsie from Party Monster and I just thought she was the cutest

Some dead foo'

Fall.Part 2: Rookie

2011-10-17T02:50:00.000-07:00

Tavi has always been one to inspire me but I don't know if it's because we're both born in April or because we're both beautiful black women but I've really been digging her Rookie mag and my golly-gee, she's totally been feeding my Fall vibes, man!
With the feel and look of Rookie, it's just been the absolute best thing to read and look at each day. And lucky for me, I've been able to translate that inspiration into my daily life with my garb and just with anything I choose to do. So consider this my mood board for October.
I actually do need to do a real life mood board for my fashion illustration class but, I think it can wait. I mean, how much inspiration and "mood" do you need for two damn ass maxie/muumuu dresses?
-Karl

All images found on Tumblr

2011-10-14T23:08:00.000-07:00

Inspiration.

Fall.Part 1: French Immersion

2011-10-04T21:47:00.000-07:00

France.Fall.Early 2000's fashions. All that I love.
Whenever the season changes from a scorching hot Summer to a breezy-easy Fall, I just feel so much more at ease. Like my entire world is aligned and I can feel the exact same way I did when I was a kid. Fall just brings a big can of nostalgia and it's something I really don't mind and enjoy dearly. It's like, I always get this tingly feeling in me as Halloween approaches and the weather fluctuates from windy and sunny to straight out overcast; which is my two favorite types of weather. (Like today for example, I woke up to a cloudy sky.)
So about nine years ago, I stumbled upon an editorial that pretty much embodied my love for October, Fall and ultimately lit that fire in me for fashion. I was ten when I discovered this editorial in one of my sister's YM magazines (Remember that magazine? It was such a nice read. Such a shame it's no more. R.I.P.) and since then, it's been one of my favorites.

My favorite from the series. Such a beautiful picture.
The editorial is simple in content with just a pretty girl in France meandering through the streets of Paris in some really intricate layering of clothing. Though for me, for whatever reason, it just spoke out to me. It embodied my love for Fall, pretty girls who appear as if they don't even know that their pretty, and the longing to be alone in a beautiful city. I clearly remember just sitting there on the couch and just falling in love with ever photograph that came. And who would have thought that nearly a decade later, from the boring ol' early 2000's no lease, that these photographs would totally capture the teen witch/witchy vibes we all love and adore.

To this day, I pull these photographs from my pouch where I keep my favorite editorials and advertisements and just long at the photographs from time to time. It's kind of like pulling out that last piece of my childhood that's still intact and reminds of the easy-going, happy go lucky kid I once was. Though it's not like my life sucks but it's just a nice, sane reminder of who I was and who I'm turning into.
Whatever, it's Fall and I'm happy! :)
-Karl

Photogrpahs taken and scanned from YM magazine

Paper Flowers

2011-09-26T01:46:00.001-07:00

Christopher Kane reminds me of that one kid in your Freshman art class who's really quiet, keeps to himself but when it comes to turning in your work, his stuff is always amazeballs and splits the class in two. Like, really, my gosh, it's amazing! UGH
-Karl

Floral Brigade

2011-09-26T01:31:00.000-07:00

Paying a little homage too J.W. Anderson, I suppose?
I always adore Ashish, it's just lovely seeing those sequined designs walk on down the runway every season. It kind of has the Warhol effect where it's like seeing something expected, something you've seen many times before but totally new and exciting. With this collection, that couldn't ring any louder.
Now with this collection, it brought back memories of being a kid with the bold floral prints; preferably the sunflower print in-itself. I just keep eying all of the jackets and picturing so many great outfits featuring them. GAH, I could do with that checkered orange flower motorcycle styled jacket. Lust in love*~
-Karl

All images via Style.com and Tumblr

I'm Miss world

2011-09-20T23:07:00.000-07:00

SOMEBODY KILL ME
I figured, fuck it, lets move right onto my favey shows from London Fashion Week instead of just posting some snooze-fest shows that everyone has already blogged about from NYFW. So this lovely little show surprised me and caught me completely off guard and I am totally talking about Meadham Kirchoff's show. Hole? Really?! Someone catch me, I'm dying!
Everything is so perfect about this collection. It's like looking at frosted desserts from a window while you only have a mere dollar in your lonesome pocket; IT'S THAT PERFECT. From sweet dreams, to toothaches, to busted up clown parties, I loved it! Now I wouldn't mind a few of those jumpers in my wardrobe, to be quite honest.
-Karl

All images found on Tumblr and Style.com

Meet you at the county fair

2011-09-15T23:51:00.000-07:00

Let's take a moment and appreciate these saddle shoe pumps, shall we?
I myself am not a huge fan of New York Fashion Week (London Fashion Week, holla~)but I do have my few designers I like to keep my eyes pealed for. Jeremy Scott being one of these lovely little designers. Though this time around, I was left feeling a bit apathetic but a good apathetic not a bad MySpace-Emo-song-circa-2005 kind of apathetic after viewing his RTW collection.
Anywho, I really enjoyed how Dukes of Hazard meets Miami Vice the collection was. I had both theme songs blasting in my head clearing out the not so enjoyable 80's hair band/country music blasting. Though I always find myself really looking out for any print Jeremy sends out because I really love his prints; their always fun and very pop art-ish. They, to me, make any of his collections really enjoyable. I also love the simple shirt-dresses he sends out with a bold image printed on the front. GAH, it makes my heart swoon and makes me wish I had bangin' legs so I can wear 'em! Though I'd probably only wear them with pants or wear them as PJ's because I do love me a huge shirt to wear as a simple PJ shirt. (Clearly I'm a luxurious sleeper and I demand the best in sleepwear)
-Karl

The kid in me is praying for a cow print revival!

All images from Tumblr and Style.com

2011-09-12T22:29:00.000-07:00

Speechless.

Young and Dumb and Old and Wise

2011-09-11T22:25:00.000-07:00

I can tell through my train of thought and wardrobe that I'm in that middle ground of being a teenager who's growing up. Kind of like how Britney Spears exclaimed while sitting on a boulder in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere, ~*I'm not a girl, not yet a woman*~ Yeah, it's kind of like that for me except it's with my wardrobe and not my private, nether regions.
Jokes aside, I can tell that my level of maturity is growing as I admire and long for more classic staples in my wardrobe yet still holding attachment towards fun, quirky, slutty pieces. Though instead of running around like a chicken without a head screaming, WHO AM I?!?! I simply welcome and somewhat embrace this new level I'm entering. I just find it amusing that I'm going through this phase as I'm moving into my new home in a new area of the place I've called home for so long. Get me? I'm really just moving across town where everyone walks their dogs and goes to bed by sun down. Save me? haha
-Karl

I make the cutest faces. Holla at my double chin, chow!

I wanna meet Dave Grohl

2011-09-08T16:46:00.000-07:00

Look at what came in the post, my new sunnies! They may be so ~*2009*~ and knockoff Jeremy Scott sunnies, considering today is the beginning of New York Fashion Week but, what the heck. I like 'em and I always prefer round and quirky sunnies because their easy to style. So bam, best of both worlds!
Oh, and if your going out for FNO tonight, have fun and make sure to grub on the free grubbage because tonight is the only night your inner fatty could come out at Fred Segal without crying.
-Karl

Homecoming

2011-09-04T23:35:00.000-07:00

My Summer garb really lacks and look, my ever shrinking bum!
Something about September gets me restless to no end. Like, grasping at water while it's going down the drain. That's how I feel about my Summer as it nears the end because I still haven't set out to do all that I wanted to do because being lazy in this unsuspecting heat just seemed so much more enticing. (And we were spoiled here in SoCal with nice weather all Summer) Well, not so much in my case because I was in school for six weeks so yeah, I deserved to be lazy. But even then, having three weeks to recoup just wasn't enough. So here I am, a week into school, with a full load of classes, and a room half full of boxes full of memories and clothing as I set out for a new home. So consider this my too-restless-and-longing-for-more style post for the beginning of the end.
-Karl

Vintage Woman's button down-DIY Tank-H&M skinny jeans-Handmade silver leaf pin my sister made at camp

Craft Goes Machine

2011-09-02T20:42:00.000-07:00

It's that time of year again.

About this Americana

2011-08-26T23:29:00.000-07:00

The spirit of America in one single image. How beaut!
The American flag is basically the underdog of trends this Summer. (and we all know that by this time next year, this trend will finally reach the wonders of mass production via Target) Though I think it's safe to say that Jeffrey Campbell seems to have pushed this trend just a little further into the light and like Agent Lover pointed out, the Jeffrey Campbell Lita kick is nothing but the lil shoe that could because just about every week, a new pattern or color is released. So when I saw that the Lita was released with the American flag on it, my head tilted up, my hands went up, and I shouted, WHYYY?!?!

I shouldn't run my mouth too much because I actually kinda like the Lita (I think the Lita should be the mascot of this generation, to be honest) but I just find it to be a bit much with the American flag. It's like running around with half the users of Tumblr on your feet. Though I do have an old pair of Chucks with the American flag on 'em. I actually bought them way before the internet became cool (look at me, I'm a hipster) and I just needed them for the sake of needing shoes. Though for me, I find it even more amusing when the this trend reaches the level of having it on your ass.
Wearing cut offs with this iconic print on your ass should be made illegal unless you can single handed name each of the states in alphabetical order. Though again, giving too much shade isn't cool because unless I have Google handy, I'd fail this test too. Sorry butt, but you're just not cool enough for these bad boys. See what I did there?

Just searching 'American flag' on Tumblr is giving me all of these amazingly stereotypical images of people and articles of clothing that totally fill the silliness of this trend. I mean, I'm not implying that I am so much better than these people but at least I can say that I am from the States. *Kanye shrug* But when the hash tags for these images say things like #Fashion and #Edgy, I can't help but turn into an umbrella and give everyone shade.
-Karl, from America

*All images found on Tumblr and belong to their rightful owners

Stay Golden

2011-08-24T01:44:00.000-07:00

I normally don't pay much attention to shoes but the current glittery kicks Miu Miu has dished out from their latest collection have really had my mind on binding my feet. Actually, no but oh hale, imagine? UGH, just the thought! But at least my feet would look amazing in those glittery confections. It's like Kimora Lee Simmons and Tinker Bell barfed all over an ordinary pair of sneakers and gave birth to these beauties!
-Karl

Gimme the ones on the right!

2011-08-22T03:08:00.000-07:00

"jwanderson started following you"

That awkward, yet surreal moment when your favorite designer starts following you on Tumblr. Oh don't mind me, just dieing of cardiac arrest here.
-R.I.P. Karl

Summer Blooms in You

2011-08-15T16:24:00.000-07:00

They call me, Swagga McDaddy.
Now I understand the Summer is pretty much over for us all by now but I figured, I'd post up a day-at-the-beach essentials list a la Karl because you know, we all need one of these and Anna Dello Russo's list just wasn't my kinda manly enough for me.
THE LIST.Top 5
1. The Bathing Suit
I understand that every guy enjoys wearing board shorts to the beach but lets be honest here, those things teeter towards capris considering just how long they are. Unlike me, I'm going to the beach so wearing anything remotely like pants, is outta the question. No matter how hairy my legs may be, I lean towards the classic side with my vintage swim trunks. Let the haters hate.

2. Something warm
Even if you've never been to the beach, at some point, you will get cold. And your nips will not lie, so bring something light, like I did with my jumper. It may be loose and it may be sheer (kinda like my personality) but it does the job. I also bring an extra shirt just add to the extra warmth without causing me to pass out.

A rare sight, my hurr in it's natural state.
3. Bag of tricks
Bring something to hold up all of your essentials, preferably something that doesn't read: I'm going to the beach. I grabbed my pleatha-leatha backpack because it's big enough for all my shet but nice enough to keep it all hidden away.

4. Protection-detection
This is something I regret not doing a few years ago (R.I.P. camera and cell phone) but If you plan on bringing your gadgets to the beach, I highly recommend you bring them in Zip-Lock baggies of some sort. It'll keep the sand out and keep your precious once-in-a-blue-moon man-tears at bay.
5.I dunno
I just didn't want to leave it at four. So instead, enjoy this picture of me, my best friend, and her cleavage so, you know, that I actually have a social life or something like it.

Happy Summer!
-Karl

Tranny McPhee

2011-08-10T01:19:00.001-07:00

And like that one alien-zombie foo everyone commemorates on Tumblr by showcasing his T upside down because it is simply too g0th and 3dgy, I have risen! So call me Jesus and lets go out for dinner. With blasphemy aside, here I am letting my very few readers know that I am well and breathing. The past couple of weeks have been really hectic for me. My draping class at school kicked into major high gear. Though I finished on Friday and let me tell you, it beat my ass real good. I suppose you can call me kinky but I learned so much and my respect for designers is at an all time high right now. Draping on a dress form and creating a completely new pattern was just so amazing but loads of hard work. Hard work I personally like to commemorate by wearing. And how I managed to squeeze my fat-ass into a size 4 empire waist dress that I sewed myself will be one great mystery that hopefully gets showcased on Unsolved Mystery's.
Well, hopefully, I'll get back into the groove of blogging again. Though as soon as this mid-Summer's cold goes away that my final bestowed upon me last Wednesday. Hope you're all doing fine n' dandy!
-Karl

PS.
And as if my life couldn't get anymore glamorous, I recently received a gold cap for one of my teeth from my dentist. I'm kinda bummed that it's only temporary. haha

Obliviate

2011-07-17T22:46:00.000-07:00

Consider this an outfit post/my bye-bye slip that probs wont ever end. tee hee
My last minute oh-sh*t-it's-almost-time-to-leave outfit consisted of:
-Thrift plaid button down
-Freshly purchased Chocolate Fogs tee
-Kidnapped mothers gold necklace
-Black pantaloons
-Black bewts
I suppose one can say that the end of millions of childhoods ended once the clock struck midnight this past Friday morning. Though for me, it was like boarding a train and waving goodbye to an amazing experience.
Harry Potter served me right and put on the proper track, I suppose. I still remember laying out on a blanket in the front yard as my mother read me the first chapter of a freshly purchased copy of the first book in hopes of trying to get me to read. At the time, I was a snobby little third grader who found no interest in reading. Though as hard as she might, I ultimately found no interest and left with the idea of Harry being able to morph into a cat...I dunno either. Though she ended up hooking the wrong child. My sister instantly fell in love with the story and it wasn't until around the time the first film's trailer was being shown in theaters a few months later, that I caught some interest. Considering the fact that my sister was spazzing in her seat at the cinema, I assumed the story must be good. And yes it was.
I soon after joined the ranks of the obsessed and was dubbed the HP nerd of my fourth grade class but I didn't care, I had pre-ordered my tickets for the first flick which were waiting for me at home and the rest of the class was just jealous of my boogie.
That night, the first night it was released, my life would have tacitly changed. Though I didn't really see it then. Harry Potter ultimately taught me many things like understanding love would always be there in the end and knowing that I'll always have a great support system at home. (I think that's why my bullies never got the best of me. HA!) Though if it wasn't for J.K. Rowling, I don't think my capability of being able to read at an incredible speed, would seize to exist.
I mean, I could easily go on and on but I suppose accepting that goodbyes aren't necessarily forever and knowing that Hogwarts will always be there waiting for me on my book shelf, is a safe thought that could keep my heart at bay. Though I like what my mother said best, "let's hope she busts a George Lucas and releases something new in, hopefully, ten years time!"
-Karl

P.S.
I totally shed precious man tears through out the entire thing on Friday. Especially when Hogwarts was being torched. It's one thing to read it and it's another to see it. UGH, WHY DID THEY DO THAT??!! haha

Busted Up Trunks

2011-07-12T00:13:00.000-07:00

They expose so much thigh, it's liberating! And a total farmers tan exhibition.
So here's the thing, I recently purchased a fantastic pair of vintage paisley print swim trunks off eBay and was planning on writing about them and how they totally changed my life and some how tying in a wish list, pursue, of the hunt for the perf pair of vintage inspired swim trunks. Though I figured, to make this post a bit more interesting, I'd photograph myself in them (because my uncle gave me his old sexy camera that highlights every imperfection on my face and ego) while I was out celebrating Americuh's burrday at the beach last weekend. But of course, nothing went to plan. I mean, I dolled myself up-JUST FOR YOU-and even my weave was the definition of perfect that day. Though the damn weather was just not up to par; my weave went from sexy to wavy and I was so cold, my lips turned purple and was forced to stay in my jumper the whole day. Here's a lovely example of the madness because reenacting Bay Watch in a fuzzy jumper was just a must.
-Karl

Couture Culture

2011-07-07T23:46:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the lack of posting(~*forever the worst blogger*~), I've been insanely busy with my patterns and draping class (it seriously requires my full attention which has me brain fried and cracked by the end of the day) and coming home to a house that's both hot and humid is not exactly enjoyable; I nearly fainted Wednesday afternoon. (and my weave's been quite fug as of late) So expect some Karlito-quality posts coming soon. In the mean time, take a gander at my favorites from the latest couture collections.

Couture Fall.11.Le Favorites*~
Alexis Mabille

I kind of got some Wickedy Weeotch of the West vibes through this small showing. Though I really enjoyed how dark, yet vibrant the collection was.

Bouchra Jarrar

I think this is one of the best ways to interpret menswear inspired pieces to fit a woman's body without it being too literal and that blue; can we just take a moment to appreciate it?

Chanel

Oh Chanel, sigh... though magnificent as this collection was with all of the details, I can't help but feel as though I've seen this already. Though I do love how firm many of the pieces were firm to the true nature of Chanel.

Christian Dior

Though without Galliano, I think Dior stands a chance with Bill Gaytten. I loved every look as it appeared; this is my favorite collection from the others this season. Very much excited for the future of Dior even though I'm still grieving over the loss of Galliano even after what has been said.

Elle Saab

What a lovely collection. I really do adore sheer fabrics and especially even more with near invisible beading on top of it.

Valentino

What a beautiful, eclectic collection. Nearly every piece was just fantastic and only choosing two was quite devastating. Though whenever the word Valentino comes to mind, I can't help but think of my horrendous editor in chief from my yearbook days in high school who just happened to share the same iconic last name. Though this collection is helping to clear the storm in that department.
-Karl

On a side note,
Rodarte recently showcased their first couture collection in an unused building in Florence. They seriously hit the ball out of the park with their gowns; they are really beautiful and totally capture what Rodarte is all about. It's also really cool that Kate and Laura Maulleavy donated the gowns to the Los Angeles County Museum of Art (LACMA); which is my favorite museum here in LA.

Photos courtesy of Style.com and NYmag.com

Washed Out Palm Trees

2011-06-26T01:11:00.000-07:00

Betty Paige
Every time I think of my Jean Paul Gaultier, my synesthesia makes me think of black satin lingerie and the song, Sweet Dreams. (Not to mention, a heavy dose of the eighties and hairspray.) Though with the herps, come the derps and I very much enjoyed either of them because this collection just seemed very relaxed.
Loose fitting pieces complimented fitted pieces while dark hues of color blended in with bold, almost sun-bleached patterns. Then at times, it appeared as though these patterns were like a game of 'Where's Waldo?' Though finding Waldo was rather enjoyable.
-Karl

This look here kind of made me giggle and throw my head back like your obnoxious uncle Barry because I've got shorts in a similar shade and the exact same shirt but in red. Looks like I found my look for the fourth of July festivities. har har har

Black Elephant

2011-06-21T22:28:00.000-07:00

The Rolling Stones
Alexander McQueen didn't disappoint this time around; it just wasn't doing it's justice for me last time around. I really enjoyed the suddle nods the collection gave to the sixties with the few hints of mod and all that is "English rock," which apparently was the inspiration for the collection, according to Sarah Burton. It as well didn't seem like a literal interpitation of the sixties as well which, I think, made the collection a bit more refreshing and alluring other than just seeing fitted pants and blazers strut down the runway and calling it a day.
-Karl

I just adore the look to the left with all the yellow; so perfect.
I also love those orange shades, a must for me this Summer.

Hole in One

2011-06-20T22:32:00.000-07:00

That jacket, it's so perfect with just the right amount of Palm Springs retro vibes to it. It's my favorite piece from the collection.
Finally, some menswear to bliggity-blog about!
Prada was really a pleasant surprise this time around. Normally I'm left feeling satisfied after viewing their menswear collections but this time I was kind of wanting seconds.
It was a very straight to the point collection with the golf inspired accessories and attire but I really enjoyed the vintage inspired fabrics the most. They just added a really nice element to the collection as a whole that made it seem less mundane and more whimsical. I even fell in love with the big envelope clutches; they'd just be so perfect for going to class and just shoving what you'd need for the day.
-Karl

I truly loved the accessories and fantastic vintage
inspired patterns. They balanced each other nicely.

And let's take a moment to appreciate the beauty
of the fantastic kicks Prada has dished out once again.
A boy can dream of colored leather and studs.

Head for the Border

2011-06-17T19:09:00.000-07:00

Going to Mexico for the weekend and of course I'm packing like we might stop in San Diego on the way back. Of course I am.
-Karl

PS.
The best Chinese food is found in Mexico. Not lying, it says so in the bible.

~Faded Summer~

2011-06-10T17:23:00.000-07:00

Press Play.

All images found on Tumblr and belong to their rightful owners

Get off the babysitter, Daddy's home.

2011-06-07T00:18:00.000-07:00

Sorry, I was watching Charlie's Angels, which is probably my biggest guilty pleasure, last night and that one line Lucy Liu says just never escapes my mind so it made for a perf blog title. Anyways, can we just discuss how amazing these photographs of Scarlett Johansson for W's June issue are? Who would have thought poor little Rebecca from Ghost World would be able to produce such amazing photographs ten years later?
-Karl

My Afternoon in Purgatory

2011-05-28T12:53:00.000-07:00

Well a week after the rapture was supposed to take place and here I am, sitting on my bum typing away. How lovely, really. Seeing as though if the rapture were to happen, which would be by far more amusing than scary, I'd be on a one way ticket to hell. haha
Anywho, last Saturday was my cousin's graduation over at Cal State Channel Islands. It's such a beautiful campus for what used to be a mental institution but I can see why a few of my friends transferred back to a uni near home considering there's absolutely nothing to do other than go mad. So this is the garb I chose to wear. Sorry for the webcam pic but I was in a hurry and I left the camera at home.

Loose but huge pullover-White button down-Vintage shorts-Vintage necklace
After the ceremony, I had to rush home so I could make it on time to check out the Silver Lake Jubilee which ended up being loads of fun! And of course I had to change because by then, I was one stinky fothermucker.

Oh geez, look how Italian and gaudy I look with all dat hair! Dayum!
It's fairly much what I wore on my burrday but I don't care! So what if I'm an outfit repeater?! SUCK IT
So yeah, the festival was a loads of fun and the music was fairly much kickin'. I mainly went for one of my favey bands, Neverever but I think I fell in lust with Restavrant. Quite amazeballs. So if you're ever down in LA around this time next year, make sure to stop by for the Jubilee.
-Karl

Restavrant

Neverever (Quality is shit but whatevs)

Haunted Gardens

2011-05-27T15:21:00.000-07:00

My name is Karlito and I am a closet theme park junkie.
Haha, there, I said it. I've had this infatuation with theme parks, such as Disneyland, since I was a wee little lad. I don't know why but it's something I quite like. I think I just enjoy the amount of detail the interior of the attractions like The Pirates of the Caribbean and my personal favorite, the Haunted Mansion receive. So when my eyes met with one of the editorials in the latest issue of Vogue featuring Karen Elson, the Haunted Mansion came to mind.
The photographs for one thing, are beautiful and so simple. Karen Elson is one of my favorite models and she never seizes to amaze me with her Gothic princess skin and fiery red hair. So right away she has that mysterious aura around herself with all the florals, purple and blacks that only Nina Ricci, Chanel and Mulberry can dish out. Though I have been wanting to visit the Happiest Place on Earth as of late, so this is probably my love of fashion helping fill that void.
-Karl

How romantic, getting to dance with the love of your life for all of eternity.

Promathon

2011-05-14T17:43:00.000-07:00

The only photo taken that night that I approve of.
Exactly one year ago today, I partook in one of the strangest nights of my life: prom.
I mean, what does one expect from prom? What exactly is it about prom that makes every one go coo-coo-bananas? Is it the polyester everyone inhales from the dresses or the sheer exhaustion of looking for a date? Though after going both my Sophomore year and Senior year, I found nothing special about it, really. You go, wait in line, eat, take photos, dance and leave. That's it. Though aside from spending a few hours in a shitty museum that's disguised as a venue, having my ride get towed afterwords on Sunset Blvd. while grubbing and spending one-two many hours at a bar with a bunch of under aged asshats, prom wasn't as memorable as 90's movies set it out to be. (Curse you Drive Me Crazy!*shakes fist*)
Though looking back, I think the main reason as to why I didn't enjoy myself last year was because I really didn't give a fuck about what I wore. Actually, I did but I didn't go all out as I normally did on a regular basis at school. I was just really just tired of high school and wanted it to be over so because of this, my drive for prom and other Senior fun shit was rather low. Though looking back, this is the grab I should have worn:

-Red tuxedo jacket with black satin lapels (oh yes, satin. Oh so fancy~)
-A pair of black skinny jeans. Maybe get all kinds of crafty and add two strips of black satin on either sides of the legs
-Plain ol' white button down with black buttons and cuffs
-This gold necklace and/or black bow tie
-A pair of two incher white leather creepers
Haha, it amuses me that this is the only thing I regret about high school but now, I present...

So here's the thing, I've never understood why the guy always has to be the doormat. Always trying to match the color of his date's dress with the stupid vest underneath the jacket and with that demented boutineer. Where's the fun in that? We dude's deserve to dress up! We deserve to have some options other than black or off black. Shit, the guy usually spends all of his moneys on the chick as she just accepts it all like a classy prosti. So here's something you and your ego could consider for prom. My gift to you, my lil' high school dudes:
1. Incorporate a pattern with the shirt and place the colored vest (if you must wear a vest) over the shirt so you don't appear as boring, just slightly.

2. A patterned jacket in either plaid or leopard will always work. h8rs goina h8

3. If you're not as ballsy, take after me and bedazzle that jacket with brooches. A set of three brooches set together on either upper corner of whichever lapel will work just fine. They can incorporate the color needed or simply give off the impression that you're OMG RETRO or a hoarder like moi.

4. Shoes, man, SHOES! Sport something else other than the same ol' black patent leather kicks with a brown or metallic oxford or even a nice lace up boot. Docs always work, no matter what your mother says.

5. Now bow ties are fun but they're getting a bit mundane and too ~*mainstream*~ (and when something becomes mainstream in the world of menswear, good luck seeing it go) so if you must insist on using one, purchase one in a pattern (stripes, mmm) or lightly spray paint the top of it with either a silver or gold. I've seen it done with a maroon bow tie and gold spray paint. Came out bitchin'.

Now lastly and most importantly, remember, this is prom not some important event full of class so have fun but don't get preggers! *gives serious stare*
-Karl

Pumped Up Kicks

2011-05-14T00:51:00.000-07:00

Okay Robert Verdi, I'm jealous.

Vintage Hermes scarves transformed into custom Vans. Yes, I just died.
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Decomposing Fragments

2011-05-10T22:45:00.000-07:00

Saying something along the lines of, "you don't know what you've got till it's gone" is incredibly mundane when it comes to the likes of Alexander McQueen but those words can't help but ring in so much truth as of late. Upon reading the small editorial in Vogue showcasing the latest exhibit honoring McQueen, Savage Beauty, I really couldn't help but feel like I never even knew the man after so many years of admiring his work.

Everything Sarah Burton was saying about each garment shown in the editorial, shed knew light and meaning to his work and collections in whole. It makes you want to revisit those days when you first saw the collections take center stage either in person or behind the comfort of your computer screen and really just take it in, deconstruct it and fully analyze with both your eyes and heart.

I can't help but feel a bit of regret for not doing so though. I find the idea of no longer having the chance to even meet McQueen hurts a little bit more. Though the closest, I suppose, I'll ever get to being near his presence was when me and my family got to stay at the Wynn in Las Vegas three years ago.

I remembering waiting in the lobby for my parents to return with the keys to the room while I read a pamphlet describing everything the hotel had to offer and a few trivial tid-bits about the hotel. One of the few things that I remember reading was that the wife of the owner/architect of the hotel, Steve Wynn, personally asked a rather iffy McQueen to open up a boutique shop in the hotel's shop section. I remember feeling some sort of nerdy pride amongst myself for being in the company of such an exclusive shop whenever I had to walk by it. (And I was not about to let my broke ass walk in either. That would have been such a sad mess if I did.) It just sucks that I'll never be able to have a proper discussion with such a genius as he.
Now excuse my rambling but I can only hope that the exhibit makes it's way to Los Angeles because my heart still needs closure.
-Karl

PS.
Out of curiosity, did anyone else have all of the blogs they follow get wiped off of their dash? My dash says I'm following no one. Stupid Blogger.

Stroke My Ego

2011-05-07T22:41:00.000-07:00

So on two random occasions, like today, random strangers have blessed me with one of the best and worst compliments I've ever received, "you look just like Jon K!" and on both these occasions, a silent thank you proceeded on my part after hearing such words spill out of their hopeful mouths. You know, to hear such a compliment like that is like being told you look like a unicorn instead of the troll you've been compared to most of your teen aged life. So to go from something so ugly to something so beautiful only means one thing: a boost to my ego and a huge plunge to my self esteem.
I personally don't think it's true. Sure it was a nice thing to say but come on, if anything, I look like a miniature fat version of the guy. I mean, sure I have cheek bones but Jon has fucking razor blades! Bro could cut someone with those!

A proper comparison, I'd say.
Jon has beautiful lustrous locks that would make even Rapunzel jelly! I've got the bootleg version they'd probably sell in Downtown LA next to the bootleg Lady Gaga MAC makeup.

He's got beautiful furry eyebrows you could knit a jumper from and put for auction to end world hunger. He as well has two plump lips you could lay on, on a beautiful Summer's day in the midst of July. I've got decent chola brows and lips that only plump after a visit from the dentist.

***
With jokes aside, I really just wanted to address my some-what battles with my appearance. Ever since I ventured into the land of puberty at the tender age of eleven to the midst of it at the age of fifteen, I was pretty funky looking. Being bullied for my appearance through the ends of elementary and all of middle school really left me scarred and the least confident kid on the block. So being compared to a freakin' model is a near 180 for me. It honestly hasn't been that long that I've come to terms with my looks; coming from practically being ignored to being eyed at by people is something that's fairly foreign to me.
Now I'm not getting at that I'm suddenly the hottest lad that's ever roamed the land because that's not what I'm implying, it's just that now that I'm older and my body's developed quite fully, being looked at instead of being over-looked is some what reassuring. People who gave me hell are now suddenly asking for my hand in friendship via Facebook and letting me know they've always admired me. Now I've never needed acceptance from anyone and I doubt I ever will but when you're told you look like someone who gets paid for their looks and people are changing their views on you, you just can't help but feel at ease with your inner demons.
-Karl

Sweet Nineteen Rebel King

2011-05-02T23:02:00.000-07:00

My friend Vicky surprised me with a cake that morning. Thx, boo!
Wow, just like that, my burrday comes and goes. It really wasn't spectacular this year but the boneless buffalo wings I ate on Friday definitely made up for the change of plans. I mean, how on Earth do you make Parmesan cheese flavored buffalo wings? Pure culinary magic, I say!
Now onto the fun part, this is the garb I chose to wear on my buffalo magic outing:

Paired it with my mum's gold necklace that she doesn't wear anymore.
I chose to wear my most recent prized posesh, my threefted nearly-shear button down featuring a pretty snazzy print. What called me to the shirt was the images found through out the shirt. It has a very nostalgic-high-school-teen-dreams feel to it with all of the footballers found through out so I figured, why not wear it on my last teen burrday? Fits the occasion quite well, don't you think?

I'm not gonna lie, it kinda creeps me out wearing this shirt as I use the loo. Close yo' eyes, dudes!

Now as a treat for both you and the future creepy-chihuahua-hoarding-middle-aged man that I'll become one day, I figured I'd make you all a virtual mixtape featuring all the sweet tunes that I listened to as a teenager. I'd save this for when I'd turn twenty but eh, who cares? I'll just make part 2 next year!

Side A*~
1. Lust for Life ~ Girls
2. 109 ~ Toro y Moi
3. New Theory ~ Washed Out
4. Queen of the World ~ Ida Maria
5. Smile ~ Lily Allen
6. Should Have Shot Paul ~ The Strange Boys
7. Teardrop Tattoo ~ Neverever
8. Fingers Crossed ~ Sweater Girls
9. Back of the Van ~ Ladyhawke
Side B*~
10. Move ~ CSS
11. Let's Go Surfing ~ The Drums
12. Beat on the Brat ~ The Ramones
13. Mirror Kissers ~ The Cribs
14. Totion ~ Mika Miko
15. Speed Demon ~ The Donnas
16. Wasting Time ~ Reading Rainbow
17. Party Talk ~ Craft Spells
18. Past Afar ~ Catwalk
19. Dream #7 ~ Axel and the Farmers
Dats all folks!
-Karl

The Burrday Curse

2011-04-26T22:41:00.000-07:00

Friday marks the day I embark on my last year as a true hoolagin, a teenager. Yes, I'm turning nineteen, HOLLA!*~ (Finally, I will be able to understand the true meaning of this song.) So as a treat, I suppose, I'd let you all in on a little sumthin-sumthin' I like to call: the birthday curse.
*insert lightning sounds and wolf howls here*

It's something me and my family like to joke about but unlike them, I don't take it lightly. You see, because of this "birthday curse," I allow myself to be 100% selfish in any which way possible on my birthday. So, for twenty four hours, I am the most obnoxious person ever next to Kanye West; if nothing goes according to plan or the way I want it to, I have a s-h-i-t. I know this isn't helping the reputation of our generation but let's face it, when people are dieing, having weddings, throwing stupid Quinceanera's, making plans on or around your "special day" which causes everyone you know to simply forget about you on your birthday, it simply causes one to go into a selfish-coma. (Thank God for Facebook!)

This 'curse' has been an annual thing every year since the day my father's mother, whom I never met, died the day before my grand and spectacular eighth birthday party. (I say grand and spectacular because I handed out Winnie the Pooh party invites to everyone I knew) I remember I didn't understand why we had to cancel it. Though looking back, I guess having 95% of my fam-bam (being Mexican and living in So Cal means everyone is related to you) heading down south does make for a rather lonely and empty party. But being forced to go see Road to El Dorado instead, was much, much worse.

Year after year it's been some-what like this. When I turned thirteen, my cousin chose to throw her family-money-guzzling Quinceanera exactly the day after my birthday. I remember I didn't even get a 'happy birthday' from anyone I knew at school or at home because everyone was too preoccupied over the damn Quince. (Shit, we didn't even go out to grub and it was on a Friday, too!) Sixteen Candles, much. I actually silently cried myself to sleep that night. ~*so deep*~

Now fast forward three years later to my sixteenth birthday, haha, that's the day my mum found out I was failing half of my classes at school. Now that made for an awkward dinner. The year later, for my seventieth birthday, me and my cousin were to spend a fantastic day at the *~Happiest Place on Earth*~ because they had that 'go in for free on your birthday' shindig. Though about three days prior, her grandfather passed. She ended up canceling the night before and at the last minute, my sister chose to go with me out of pity because if there's one other person who understands this b-day curse more than I do, it's her. We actually had a swell time and I must say, I've yet to have weird-Donnie Darko-esque moments in my life ever since. I remember locking eyes with random strangers, for no apparent reason at all, and then noticing they as well had on a Mickey Mouse birthday pin on. Ugh, witch craft, I say!

So, I mean, every year something happens, and trust me, something always happens. I know life throws unexpected obstacles at you but I like to think it all has to do with the actual day that I was born on.
I was born April 29th, 1992, on a Wednesday. And as we all know, thanks to this little poem, any child born on a Wednesday, is full of woe. (I guess the only cool thing about this is that I have a tie in with Wednesday Addams.) Though the true kicker, for me at least, is that I was born on the same day the Rodney King riots broke out all over Los Angeles. (You can read all about it here.) Ha, so I guess I'm just destructive by nature and must settle for destruction of some sort. I don't know but having this "birthday curse" does make me feel slightly special.
-Karl

PS.
Oh, and by the way, this year's plans to go down to San Diego for a birthday weekend getaway got canceled due to my sister's speech class. Go figure.

Ahoy

2011-04-19T01:02:00.000-07:00

I must say, I am rather excited for the new film.
Disney and Annie Leibowitz, one of the best combonations since the sun and the moon. I've been a huge fan of the Annie Leibowitz+Disney Dream Portraits since they first made the scene back in 2007. (I was preferably a huge fan of that Scarlett Johansson as Cinderella photograph; it was just really enticing and something that really wasn't done before with Disney.) Though with the introduction of these two photographs featuring Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow to the Disney Dream Portraits series, I must say these are definitely my new favorites.
They capture a kind of romantic side to this pirate character that doesn't get seen too often in any of the three films. Annie just has a way with what she does; it's always beautiful.

Johnny and his friend and artist, Patti Smith.
Now call me a loser but, I really had no idea who Annie Leibowitz was up until last year in my photography class during the final months of my Senior year. We had to watch a documentary on her and prior to watching it, I had no real interest on who this Annie person was. Though it wasn't until all these photographs I recognized started appearing on the screen before my eyes did I realize just how grand and magnificent she truly is.

Doing a Google search on her only justified how truly special she is to me. It was like putting a face on countless images that I had fallen in love with through out my childhood and teenage years, thus far. My brain kind of exploded when I found out she took the photographs of Kirsten Dunst for the Marie Antoinette editorial in Vogue's Sept.06 issue; those are seriously my all time favorite photographs. (I think I might do a 'Favey Editorials' post sometime soon.) Now I think I can die happily knowing who took them.
-Karl

Obsess-Fest Over Agyness Deyn: Coachella Edition

2011-04-15T00:44:00.000-07:00

So today, Friday, is the start of the three day music and arts festival known through out the land as Coachella. It's fairly much Christmas for music junkies, hipsters (LA shall be quite quiet this weekend) and big corporations *cough*H&M*cough* trying to feed into the whole 'street style' shinans.
Now it's been my dream to attend since I was a wee little lad but unfortunately the tickets are quite expensive ($300, gurrl plz) and they sell out quickly. Not to mention, where the hell am I going to sleep? A man like me needs at least a sink and an iron. Whatevers, a man can dream. Now onto the story!
Agyness Deyn is one model we can all say we love. She's bold, ambitious and a total babe with her short locks. Though one other thing that I'm more than fairly certain we can all take note on is her wardrobe. It's just so eclectic and amazing which is why I often times go to her for inspiration whenever I'm in a style rut. Though it wasn't until my Junior year of high school that I really took note on what she was wearing.

It was this image of her at Coachella back in '09 that kind of put my whole world on pause. I mean, just look at her in that loose fitting dress and the way she just works it; no real effort and she appears like she's some Goddess amongst a sea of tee's, cuffed up jeans and plaid. (I've probably printed this image out a hundred times because it just fuses my brain cells with creativity.)
Now last year's images of her at Coachella were just as incredible if not more.

Agyness definitely had a 90's flair last year, no doubt about it. Just look at her boots, fucking amazeballs! And it's always simplicity with her. She's never studs-and-leather-calling-for-attention, it's always a nice, genuine combination of a bunch of driftless things and that's what I love about her style aesthetic. It's just, fuck it.
Now a part of me doesn't want to sound like a reader of Nylon magazine or a big ol' corporation seeking style but I honestly look forward to seeing what she wears this year and not to mention seeing recordings of CSS' performance, UGH!
-Karl
PS.
Even Henry Holland was werqin' it!

The Circle of Life Around My Kneck

2011-04-13T10:41:00.000-07:00

Today's outfit called for the much forgotten African necklace that mum almost threw out but I kidnapped because I'm a pack-rat. Also because it used to fascinate me as a kid.

Boys In The Hoodie

2011-04-12T19:30:00.000-07:00

My ever growing love for J.W. Anderson continues to grow as each rising sun comes and goes. So it was no surprise that my heart skipped five beats and fell through my butt when I stumbled upon these hoodies.

Now I am myself haven't worn or owned a hoodie (cardigans: FTW) since I was fourteen and full of angst (and quite the case of acne; not quewt) but these hoodies are something I need in my life. Seriously, look at how beautiful they are! Who doesn't love acid wash, Swarvoski crystals and crotchet doilies all on a hoodie? Tis the best of it all and my grandma would approve.
So...my birthday is coming up in two weeks so, if you have, oh you know, some spare change, I'dloveitifyou'dgetitforme. Nothing big, right?
-Karl

Introducing The Newst Hilfiger

2011-04-06T01:05:00.000-07:00

There's so many things in life that I'll just never understand like geometry, why the sky is blue or what those orange peanut-shaped marshmallows are really made of. Though the most current thing that has had my brain in knots is the latest ad campaign for Tommy Hilfiger.
It just depicts a group (or family as it clearly states in the first picture of the campaign) of laid back aristocratic-like folks just posing and sitting in front of what appears to be a swanky country club where no one is permitted to enter unless you're not wearing socks.

I love how the "mother" is in the background giving a 'WTF-did-I-do-with-my-life' kind of stare. And what's up with the dude with the Jew-fro and shades? Bro, 2004 is over.
After starring for so long, I'm just left with the idea of: what did I just stare at for the last fifteen minutes? Is this some ad for a movie or a reality-TV show spin off of Arrested Development? It's just all so confusing. So seeing at it is neither of those, I couldn't help but feel as though the "family" was in dire need of a new family member. I mean, how could they not want another kid?

I could probably pass off as a distant relative or the adopted kid of the Mexican house keeper. Either way, I'd probably end up being the rebellious slut of the family and get shunned away. Though I would have a bitchin' wardrobe. (Me + plaid = BFF's!)
-Karl

No Place Like Home

2011-03-27T18:07:00.002-07:00

Lately I've really been enjoying this whole new minimalistic-rustic-great plains-Wizard of Oz vibes designers have been bringing out through their collections, preferably both of Rodarte's S.F.11.RTW collections. Now normally I'm not one to follow or put myself into a trend of some sort but it's really just been tapping into my mind set lately; I've just been feeling very blah. No real shape, no real form just content, perhaps. My life's about to get a little heavy the next couple of months considering I'm going to be moving and all. Though I guess I secretly just wish some sort of tornado could sweep me off my feet and land me in a far off land full of possibilities and glittery red shoes that can solve many issues other than, "do they make my feet look big?"
-Karl

-Cable knit print cardigan
-White tank. I'm quite ballsy for wearing it in this rainy, cold weather.
-Navy blue slacks from H&M
-Ryan Rowe boots that I keep wearing even though the soul in the back is nearly gone. I keep meaning to put them into retirement for a bit but they've gotten beaten up thus making them look better than usual.
-Sunnies I picked up in downtown. Quite Mod.
-Keepin' it minimalistic than usual with the pins; mum's vintage pin and gold medal I picked up at a flea market.
All images found on Tumblr and Nowness.com

Unwashed

2011-03-24T00:32:00.000-07:00

While reading a rather enticing article in W magazine by Christa D'Souza about going six weeks without washing her hair, I really couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I am myself don't shampoo my hair on a regular basis. I usually shampoo it about three times a month and if I'm feeling daring, even less. She was slightly complaining about not being able to handle going so long without properly washing it but after doing it for about two years now, one can't help but ignore the negative factors about.
Sure my head gets itchy every once in a while but it doesn't flake. And that's the amazing part for me because flaky hair is never sexy. Though she did mention that her hair began to smell quite odd, mine doesn't but she does have herself some long lustrous locks. I only use hair serum (which keeps my locks from being 100% mcnasty) so my hair smells of olives and flowers, for the most part. I only wish that she had kept on with the 'no poo' because not 'pooing your hair on a regular basis is quite rewarding when you do. (You should see my hair after I shampoo it, it's so purrrdy!)
-Karl

Feeling Quite Graceful

2011-03-22T14:33:00.000-07:00

I think it's fair to say that we all love Grace Coddington. She's just a beautiful human being, both inside and out. She reminds me so much of the Wizard from The Wizard of Oz in the sense that we all knew of her but we just didn't know her. You get me? Though where I'm getting at with this is just that ever since I saw The September Issue back in June, my affection for her has been quite grand. Mainly because of that scene when she's in Versailles and exclaims, "I think I got left behind somewhere because I, you know, I'm still a romantic. You have to go charging ahead, you can't stay behind." I think she just summed up my inner being, the one not many people see or know of, with that one line which is why I think she's amazing.
So upon receiving the latest issue of Vogue and reading the Letter From The Editor, I was surprised to know that it's her birthday is in April. (Oh gosh, I'm a horrible fan! how could I have not known her birthday?!) I was also surprised to know that Anna Wintour had the ability to tug on my heart strings; that LFTE was so beautifully written and quite informative on all that is Grace.
So all-in-all, I may be a month early to say this but,
Happy Birthday, Grace.
-Karl

ANNUH SOOEE

2011-03-19T14:59:00.000-07:00

Currently, I am suffering from a hangover so I figured, "hey, why not write about one of my favorite collection's that completely caught me off guard? Because, I mean, if fashion can cure AIDS, it sure can cure my hangover!" sarcasm~
So yeah, Anna Sui's collection completely caught me off gaurd this time around. I was on Youtube late one night and I just stumbled upon a video highlighting all of it's Sui goodness. I just loved everything about it from the geometric patterns to the color palette of the entire collection to the fact that every model had a different hairstyle; they were so cute and on a beauty side note, something about 60's-Mod eyeliner has always mesmerized me.
-Karl

They Call Me Crafty, Crafty Jones

2011-03-16T22:20:00.000-07:00

As the first project in my Fashion 1A class, we were required to cut and sew our very own tote bag or better yet, as my professor likes to call it, a "Nordstrom tote bag" because we're using all these weird techniques and shit to make it. It's actually quite amazing just how much effort and what have you goes into making a bag especially since I procrastinated and bought the fabric the night before.

In the morning you were just a pile of fabric and in the afternoon,
you were turned into a bag only an old lady could love.

The only thing I can and will complain about is the damn pocket. If you only knew how long it took me to press and sew the damn thing into place, UGH! It took about half of class time, I tell yah' and I'm only in there for about 7 hours! But apparently, me and these two other girls are the "speed demons" of the class. I was rather shocked considering how long the pocket took but I'm not complaining. har har har
Now I just need to turn it back inside out and square the bottom sides, turn it back and add a seam around the top. Then I'm giving it to my herman (aka. sister) as a thank you gift for putting up with my sorry ass. Though if she doesn't like it, I can always use it as a face-hat-thing to protect my precious Gothic princess skin from burning.
-Karl

Dominated

2011-03-16T01:34:00.000-07:00

Dear Blog,
I feel like I've been ignoring you lately. I don't know why, I mean, I love you and all but lately you've been kind eh; not too exciting, not too boring. Though as of yesterday, you have been domained because I luv choo!
Luv,
Karlito
Serious talk though, I just bought a domain for my blog so no more '.Blogspot.com' at the end of the URL. Wooh, let's get naked!

Longing for the Rights of Spring

2011-03-11T23:39:00.000-08:00

I have a few reviews on a few collections that I've written up but with everything going on in Japan, I figured I could put those on hold. So instead I figured I'd just do an inspiration post because I think many of us can do with some inspiration right now.
Longing. Angst. Pastels. Spring.

Grrowl-Power!

2011-03-07T22:59:00.000-08:00

I wasn't prepared for this, Riccardo Tisci! You blinded me with more mad love with your ready-to-wear collection! Ugh, just go home because I can't! Clearly there was just too much awesomeness with the Menswear collection that it just had to be poured on over to the RTW. I mean, it just had to be. Pumas and pin-ups? I'm there! Givenchy, I got my eyes on you now. You better not get all into the "sometimes I'm awesome, sometimes I'm not attitude because I like having your love dangle on a string before me" mode; I'll secretly cry into my pillows at night if you do. Now onto some pictures because it took me forever to just choose a few. (I loved them all!)
-Karl

Style-Crushin' on Jihae Meek and Wallace Meek

2011-03-06T19:49:00.000-08:00

So Friday night I was given the special privilege of getting to hear one of my (many) favorite bands, Never ever, play live for eight dollars and fifty cents. It was pure bliss to tell you the truth but aside from their beautiful music and glittery banner they put up, one other thing that makes me love them dearly, is their personal style.

Jihae Meek is like a real life Jessica Rabbit, guhh!
Now I hate glomming myself onto people for their aw3$om3 and $up3r style but when it comes to Jihae Meek and Wallace Meek's (lead singer and guitarist), my heart can't help but go pitter-pat at a rate of a million beats per second! (haha, imagine?!)
The best way to describe each of their style is like John Water's and Shag having a love child, a very stylish child. It's quite magnificent having them serenade us all with their sweet tunes and beautiful attire and not to mention, their totally chill attitude is like the cherry on top. I mean, I wish I could show you all more photo's of their glorious style sense but you'll just have to go to one of their shows. *creepy WINK* But for now, enjoy this rather glorious picture of us together. OH LOOK, a small cameo featuring my sister! tee hee
-Karl

Oh, Johnny Boy

2011-03-01T22:29:00.000-08:00

Such a shame, it truly is. I can't say I hate the man exactly but, I have an intense low tolerance for racism and ignorance. Though what I can say is that his work will be missed and I can only hope for the best because last I checked, rehab doesn't cure racism.

Actually, I'm not sure if he did check into rehab but a few sources I've looked into have said so.

Eat This, Eat That

2011-02-22T23:39:00.000-08:00

The best way I can describe Meadham Kirchhoff's design aesthetic is like choosing to fall down the rabbit hole and always landing in a place far from Wonderland yet just as magical. Though with this collection I ended up in your grandmother's living room. All up in it's tacky, warm, and timeless sassy-ness.

I really want that jumper. Like, really badly. For the sake of loving jumpers and Hole!
This collection had everything we can all enjoy: interesting, childlike frocks with intricate, minimal details. I personally loved the little bit of menswear thrown in, it just lightly balanced out the collection without taking to much from it. Normally when designers do that, it tends to stray a bit off course but the pieces really blended in nicely. I'm never disappointed with Meadham Kirchhoff.
-Karl
Kate by Ellen von Unwerth for Vogue Italia, 1992 via Tumblr

Sunspots On My Skin

2011-02-22T20:21:00.000-08:00

Something that I love about J.W. Anderson is that I can never filter the inspiration I receive after viewing any of his collections. Most designers tickle my inspiration drive but I always catch myself filtering out the unneeded aspects of it. With J.W. Anderson, it's almost euphoric. I just catch myself drinking it all in and enjoying every last drop. It's like watching dye mix in with water slowly; you just can't look away.

Now this collection definitely had a double-take element to it because a few of the pieces didn't have a backing of some sort. Some of the skirts reminded me of assless chaps because your thinking one thing and then you see the backside and BAM, it's not what you thought. I found that to be quite cool because you really can do so much with pieces like that.
Until next time, J.W. Anderson, I await for your next batch of wonderful.
-Karl

Obsess-Fest Over Franky Fitzgerald

2011-02-16T22:57:00.000-08:00

I've written before about the glory that is Skins and the style each character has, my personal favorite being Naomi's. Though ever since series five has started, one character in particular had me fathoming over her wardrobe, Franky Fitzgerald.
Her wardrobe reminded me a lot of my own; a mixture of old-retro-1950's-saloon-1800's looking pieces, a hint of plaid and a nice chunk of Anglomania; enough to make Vivienne Westwood and Le Roux proud. I mean, honestly, this has got to be the best combination of garments my little eyes have ever laid eyes on (and that comb-over, my God! *FAINTS HAPPILY*):

So, while watching an interview featuring little ol' Dakota Blue Richards (while still in her Franky get-up,) I couldn't help but notice she had on a pair of leopard print Creepers while wearing a pair of nice trousers. Then after awhile it hit me, I own a pair of leopard print Creepers, that I haven't worn since my Sophomore year of high school, perhaps they would go nicely with the Lanvin X H&M trousers I just bought? Boy, was I right.

This picture be givin' me verdigo!

I seriously love the construction of the trouser's; no belt loops, their textured
and the side tighteners are like the cherry on top.
I'm so glad I found a new way to wear these Creepers because it was just depressing seeing them collect dust and look back at me whenever I'd open my closet. Oh Franky, how you bring new meaning to my wardrobe!
-Karl

Ra-Ra-Ra

2011-02-16T22:07:00.000-08:00

So here it is, my style post! Oh geez, I'm so bad at these it's not even funny. I think a lot has to do with the fact that I'm lazy and can't pose properly like the rest of you HaRdCoRe bloggers but mainly I think it just has to do with me being lazy.

Whallah, says I!
-Letterman cardigan I purchased three years ago OMGVINTAGE!!1 - American Apparel
-Thrifted Jean button down that I seem to wear too often - Levis
-Shirt is from a Neverever show
-Saloon type pants and suspenders - H&M
-Brooches are from all over dah wurlds!
And here's a picture of me being all Swagga McDaddy with Agent Lover all while modeling the Valentine's she made. (I STILL FEEL BAD I MADE CHOO NATHING!!) Ignore my fat boy face though, I ate something the night before and it made my face all bloated and shizz, not fun.
-Karl

Photos courtesy of Marie

Kiss Me Beneath The Milky Twilight!

2011-02-14T22:10:00.000-08:00

Happy Valentine's Day, my boos! I hope you all got to spend this lovely day with those you love. Hopefully you also managed to nab yourself a Valentine to call all your own because I sure did! Though my Valentine takes form in a pair of navy blue trousers; the last of the Lanvin x H&M collection available at my nearest H&M. UGH, I'M OVER THE MOON IN LOVE!

So yesturday, I got to spend a lovely pre-Valentine's afternoon with my best blogga' buddy, Marie of Agent Lover, at her friend's shop, the Pygmy Hippo (everyone needs to go and pay a visit if your ever in LA. I mean it!) It was so much fun just being there and hearing the convos her and her chicklet-buds had to say; their insanely funny! Though while all the fun was happening, Marie surprised me with a Valentine brooch/boutineer (how dare she make me a Valentine! I'm so horrible! criesforever) featuring the krypt keeper himself, Karl Lagerfeld!

He now watches over me as I slumber and dream.
It's seriously the best thing I've ever received. I wore it all day today and boy did it attract all of the haute babes, only until they realized I had an old man on my cardigan. Haha!
Happy Valentine's Day again, you guys!
-The other Karl

PS. Expect a style post soon!

Peering into my soul

2011-02-08T00:00:00.000-08:00

As of late, Rodarte has really been on my mind. I can't necessarily explain why but I feel as though I have some sort of spiritual connection with the Mulleavy sisters. Now I know that sounds weird and cheesy but truth be told, they play with my heart strings and capture a sort of decaying-horror beauty in each of their collections that I can almost always see my inner being through.
I'll post a proper fanboy post about Rodarte sometime soon.
Now I stumbled upon this video by complete accident. (I'm assuming that spiritual connection had something to do with it *moves eyebrows up and down*) It's a short film by Todd Cole featuring Elle Fanning and oddly enough, Rodarte. The entire film features Elle dreamily lulling around the empty rooms of the historic Baldwin House in garments from Rodarte's S.RTW.11 collection. Now the main thing that had me fathoming over the film is the fact that it was almost like peering into my forgotten soul.

It's extremely rare for me to have this strong emotional grasp over something but I'm glad this did. The entire film just brought me back to my childhood. From the color palette of the film and clothing to even the Southern California country side drive I take to get to my grandmothers house. (Those oil rig things shown in the beginning have always fascinated me) It just brought to surface everything I've forgotten but choose to forget, magic being one of those things.
Now by watching the film, hopefully you'll get the same nostalgic-magical feeling I received because I think Elle hit the nail on the head when asked about whether she still believes in magic, "when you lose believing in magic, you're too grown-up and take yourself too seriously. Peter Pan had a point!"
-Karl
All images are from Nowness.com and belong to their rightful owners
*It's not letting me post the video so you'll have to view it here: Nowness.com

Call the deep sea diver!

2011-02-06T21:44:00.000-08:00

Upon arrival from a quick getaway to my aunt's house, one of the most beautiful videos of all time graced me with it's presence. My menswear God himself released a new preview musicish-video giving off, I'm assuming, the inspiration that played into his new collection. I'm quite excited to see it! (And is that jellyfish I spy with my little eyes? LOVE)

A Zine About Menswear

2011-02-03T23:24:00.000-08:00

I just felt like this post needed a picture. So enjoy this one.
So I've been tossing around the idea of starting up a zine. You know, just base it off and on around mainly menswear because I just have so many ideas in my head about menswear. Like how I'm always complaining, mainly to myself, how menswear is never really explored to it's full capacity and that designer's always leave me wanting more. That's just the starting point,
I'd also like to include music in the zine as well. Maybe make a compilation of bands I like at the moment or make a monthly mixtape-on-paper featuring my favorite songs of the moment that you should like too. I dunno it's an idea I like toying around with. OH and also maybe include interesting articles and random interesting crap that I like because I have a knack for filling my brain with useless-but interesting-information. I like to think I'd create a mini GQ of my own that leans more towards alternative-artsy-nerdy thinking guy's like myself just minus the sexism because that's really not needed. Perhaps I'll just create the zine I always wanted to read.
-Karl
I'd probably call it Cherry Pie or something like that.
or Stained Satin

From Paris With Love

2011-01-27T02:22:00.000-08:00

I figured I'd start with my favorite collections from Paris because I love Paris or, at least I like to think I do. Either way, it's just as fulfilling. :)
Balmain
I loved this collection for the color pallet which in favor made familiar pieces like a standard peacoat, even more refreshing. As well as seeing new and old pieces being layered in new ways one doesn't normally see. This was almost tapping into the way I would dress if I had more jumpers and jackets.

Jean Paul Gaultier
Now Jean knows how to put on a show and without a show, this collection would have just seemed silly. Even when the entire collection was nearly made up of mainly suits and business attire, it still read as an awesome James Bond flick. A flick that seems more fitting for the fashion world, that is. I really love how daring the show came out to be.

John Galliano
Ah, my favorite for last. Anything John seems to do, always taps into my love for traveling and history. This collection seemed to embody everything that makes John who he is from elaborate jackets to very simple pieces but with great impact. I also enjoyed the color pallet here and the amazing boots with red laces. John never disappoints.

All photos from Tumblr and Style.com

It's A Dog Eat Dog World Out There

2011-01-25T00:13:00.001-08:00

Sonny Photos (aren't these glasses major? I WANTS!)
Since I was a kid, pitbulls have always rubbed me the wrong way. My uncle had a few that would roam his backyard as if they were little miniature dinosaurs out seeking blood. They were big, had greasy fur from being outside and would leave presents that, if you weren't watching where you were stepping, would permanently damage the bottom soles of your shoes and hell, even your own soul. Ugh, they were never fun.
Now Givenchy here has created a way that has made me like pitbulls or at least appreciate their fearsome faces from a closer range. Aside from that, this collection had everything I love; plaid, tarnished gold hardware, letterman jackets, fun print jumpers and even red roses. They even managed to make brown and tan slightly more appealing and casual instead of the typical "I'm tan, brown and luxurious." So all in all, I applaud Givenchy and look forward to their next collection.
-Karl
EDIT Lolz of course their rottweilers not pitbulls, psssh haha
School vibes.Pep-rally Vibes.Grunge Vibes

Runway photos from Style.com
PS. Expect a mash-up post on all of my favorite collections from both Milano and Paris in the near future or until I'm no longer mclazy.

Harmonies For The Haunted

2011-01-19T23:09:00.001-08:00

Rick Genest, the muse.
Wow, you have no idea how badly I am in love with this collection; it's bloody disgusting.
It was a nice surprise coming home from spending a lovely day at the LA Zoo to a screen filled hauntingly beautiful images of Thierry Mugler's Fall.Winter 2011.12 menswear collection. It seriously amazes and practically makes me speechless when a designer can make menswear so engaging and beautiful just like any other collection that they can produce for women.
I still say that the craft of menswear is one still yet to be fully developed and the minds behind Thierry Mugler sure as hell are that much closer to exploring the true boundaries of menswear.
-Karl Paris Fashion Week, my favorite next to London's.
Anatomy Vibes.Ghostly Vibes.Jail Vibes.Thug Vibes.

All photos found on Tumblr and belong to their rightful owners

Black Beauty

2011-01-15T01:14:00.000-08:00

I finally saw Black Swan after like what, three months of saying, "next time I'm out, I'll go see it?" Though when "next time" happens, I usually end up spending all of my mons on magazines. (This is actually quite a bad habit o' mine.)
So anyways, I finally saw Black Swan and might I say, I enjoyed it very much. Everyone who's seen it before kept on telling me it's intense, scary and mind-bending. So with that in mind, I was kind of worried I'd made a bad choice of spending my mons when I knew I could easily spend it on magazines to add to my ever growing collection. Though once the movie started, I just sat there and let the movie do it's job.

By the time the Rodarte tutu's rolled on out(which were gorgeous by the way), I was signing my marriage papers to the film because I enjoyed it that much. It's seriously not a mind-bending film at all and it's just the perfect amount of scary. Though if you did think it was mind-bending, then I sure question your taste in flims, my friend. Spoiler: It's just about Natalie Portman's character going cray-cray trying to achieve perfection by becoming her character, the black swan. And Mila Kunis was seriously there just for the shizz and giggs. Honestly, what more can expect from Darren Aronofsky? And this film is a lot more tame when you compare it to his other flicks.
So if you haven't gone around to go see it, just go. It's seriously worth it and this is coming from the guy who can't sit still through a film.
-Karl
PS. Dear Mulleavy sisters, can we be best friends for life? Serious talk here.

So simple yet so majestic.

Sinfully Happy

2011-01-10T21:48:00.001-08:00

Hay guys, so the backpack I ordered came in the mail this afternoon. Oh man, I was so giddy, it's not even funny. Haha, actually it is. It's a lot bigger than expected and quite a dark shade of brown; it's nearly purple! Though I'm not complaining, I like it. Now I'm still feeling a little sinful for ordering from Forever 21 but who cares, right? Happiness is all I strive for and right now, I'm happy! Seriously, look at how happy I am!
-Karl

I'm so happy that I even grew a mustache!

Forever Horrible

2011-01-06T23:16:00.000-08:00

I'm currently watching Tank Girl (which is seriously one of my favorite films) with a sore throat and seeing as though I can never sit through a movie without doing something else *ahem,* I figured I might confess something to you all:
I ORDERED SOMETHING ONLINE FROM FOREVER 21
Oh I know, I'm horrible! Though ever since they've introduced their 21Men line, the will power to say no has turned into a yes and this backpack just said, "purchase me and all your sins will be forgiven!"

I share this with shame because we all know Forever 21 is notorious for counter fitting designers and if you didn't know that, may something holy bless your little heart. Though I'm not too sure if they actually ripped a designer/company with that backpack but it's just the idea of supporting a company that's notorious for doing so. Take for example, (real on the right, rip on the left)
Anna Sui

Phillip Lim

Christian Louboutin

Now I'm not saying DON'T SHOP THERE (or else) but just know that your ultimately giving in to a company known for counter fitting...holy hale, I'm a hypocrite. Please forgive me?
-Karl

Year of the Rabbit

2011-01-03T15:45:00.000-08:00

Happy new year everyone! Wow, 2011 already? Dayum, 2010 just came for dinner and left without saying goodbye. So anyways, a part of me has been insanely jealous like a thirteen year old girl of all these "this is what I wore on New Year's Eve" posts and since my camera has been missing (just found it today actually. Yay!) I decided to take it old school and draw what I wore that evening. Now don't get all art school teacher on me because it's been quite a while since I've drawn a person and I'm bound to have messed up somehow. So please be nice, tee hee.

Something about new year's just makes you want to dawn on all of your black clothing.
To my cousin's house party I wore:
-Black shiny button down
-Black shiny bow tie from Grad Nite at Disneyland
-A black vintage leather jacket that's been in my closet since April. I also put two vintage brooches on it; a crown and a horse. (Oh so Luella!)
-Black skinny pants
-Brown belt from God knows where
-The black combat boots my friend gave me.
Hell, even my hair took part in this. It was all kinds of Jon K that night.

Now to keep this post a little more interesting I've decided to include a few images that have been giving me some much needed inspiration for the Spring because Winter is seriously never nice to me. (My poor little hands all cracked and stiff with chills.) So I hope you all had a lovely new year's eve and I can only hope you'll all have a fantastic year! And as my resolution for this year, I promise to blog a lot more.
-Karlito
Now on to some pictures!

I still really need to/want to see this film. I love Sofia.

All images are from Tumblr and belong to their rightful owners.

Eternally Grateful

2010-12-28T17:25:00.000-08:00

As I mentioned in the previous post, I get really cray-cray whenever I receive gifts from friends and fam-bam members though this year was quite different. For one thing, I didn't get a load of gifts but the few that I did, held the impact greater than a thousand! One in mind, I think, deserves a post all on it's own.
My excellent friend Victoria, out of the wee kindness of her heart, gave me a pair of freakin' boots. I kept insisting she give me nothing but did she listen? NO. *shakes fist* It was a serious shocker when I saw them, let alone felt them because at first I thought she'd given me a horse saddle, I nearly fainted. But none the less, I am eternally gratefu l. So thank you Victoria because now my feet are looking mighty spiffy because of you and might I say, THEY'RE SOO COMFORTABLE, GAH!
-Karl

Enjoy this Photobooth picture of the boots because, once again,
the camera went missing and this time, It's my fault.
I seriously can't post anything anymore because it's missing. *sad face*

Happy Holladays

2010-12-25T10:52:00.001-08:00

Don't I look like Terry Richardson? DIO MIO
Tis the day of Christmas today, wooh! So I just wanted to wish you all a happy Christmas and hope you have a fantastic day! And if you don't celebrate Christmas, then I hope you enjoy your day off and indulge yourself in the happiness that is life and eggnog. NOM NOM NOM
Now Christmas is the only other day, other than my birffday, that makes me feel like a total cheap-chump. There's just something about receiving gifts that makes me both nervous and shallow. I'm always broke and I make it known that to keep the equality in my relations healthy with people, I must not be given gifts on these two days because if I am given a gift, I go in cray-cray mode and overdose on tea and Walker cookies for a week.
So with that aside, I hope you all received what you wanted and needed because I know I did. Tee hee!
-Karl
PS.
OH, I also recently dyed my hair aquamarine. Oh yuh!

Seeking Nirvana

2010-12-20T18:04:00.000-08:00

There's always been something about Kurt Cobain that I've just admired. Perhaps it was his easy way of brushing everything off his back without giving a single fuck or maybe just his playful aura that seemed to be visible around him. A prime example:

In the honor of a revival of a much more refined grunge "look," Silver Lining Vintage and Opening Ceremony re-imagined the iconic Christian Roth sunglasses as part of their new collection of shades. It's such a shame you can't revive someone so great.
-Karl

The Ultimate Gift Guide For The Men In Your Life

2010-12-10T19:48:00.000-08:00

I think it's safe to say that the holidays are now upon us and for that same reason, I catch myself watching those damn holiday gift guides on Youtube. You know, those videos where there's always some bizarre little chick talking about the perfect gifts you should be giving to both the ladies and men in your life? Though as usual, whenever they talk about what you should be giving the men in your life, it's always the same things brought up over and over again. So, given the circumstances, I decided to make my own holiday gift guide for the mens in our lives because I always feel like we get jipped. (I think we've all heard the "Oh honey, I just didn't know what to get you" excuse one too many times.) So in the honor of all us men who have been feeling jipped for years, I've made a guide featuring the things I find myself (and probably just about every guy out there, too) needing and wanting every year but just not receiving. Let's begin!

1.Pack that sh*t up!
I usually find myself in need of a new bag of some-sorts every year. Either a new book bag for school/running around town or just a plain ol' bag for the emergency weekend getaways that sprout up every once in a while. And seeing as though I'm really picky when it comes to leather bags, I usually opt for a bag made of canvas or another sturdy material.

1.Madras Backpack - Chapel Clothing (My personal favorite)
2.Classic Backpack - Fjall Raven
3.Typewriter Messenger Bag - The Bold Banana
-PLEASE avoid calling them "man-bags." Dump out the labels that add even more insecurity.

2.Boots WITHOUT the fur
Boots, boots are sexy. Yup, they are. I find them to be practical and are my go-to shoes when I'm on the run. They can make any outfit bitchin' and just give you that extra ounce of POW! So it's no wonder your man may fancy a nice pair because I myself am currently in the want of some black boots.

1.Ship Crested Boots - Alexander McQueen (Oh they'd really love you. I would!)
2.1000 Mile Boot - Wolverine
3.Vintage Combat Boots - MaeFair Vintage
-Avoid boots with zippers. No real reason, I just hate boots with zippers. <---HYPOCRITE

3.Keep me warm
Coats, man, COATS (or jackets)! I really can't stress enough on the importance of owning a nice coat or jacket. The only problem I have with them is that men, of course, tend to hold on to them for much too long so if you catch your man rocking a 90's esque type coat or jacket, introduce him to change. So I recommend a coat in these styles:

1.The Pea Coat - BDG
2.The Varsity Jacket
3.The Duffle Coat - A.P.C.
-When in doubt, buy it in navy. It's classic and goes with just about anything. It's like black but blue.

4.I jump, you better jump!
Jumpers, pullovers-however you fancy calling them, their another must. Though as usual, they never ever seem to please me. They're usually really gross feeling and for some reason, always a nasty color. (Dear fam-bam, in case your reading, JUST BECUASE MY EYES ARE GREEN, DON'T MEAN I LIKE MY CLOTHES GREEN!) So let's have fun and give your man a fun jumper, like these, that he can wear beyond the holiday season.

1.Mohair Jumper - Rodarte
2.Printed Jumper - Sibling London
3.Bedazzled Cross Pullover - Jeremy Scott x Adidas
-H&M currently has a few fun jumpers for sale. Many feature characters from the Flintstones, Ghostbusters and Star Wars. Oh yeah

5.Oh boy, you smells good!
Now getting your man something to make his appearance neat and tidy is always a plus. I personally love getting lotion and shit for Christmas because it means I'll look pretty all throughout nasty and horrible Winter! Pssh. Cologne is also nice but it's really annoying when you have to take your nice sweaters to the cleaners about once a week because you've been smearing that smelly stuff all over yourself.

1.Vintage Style Razor Kit - Classic Shaving
2.Lip Saver-Lip Chap - Aveda
3.Different By Nature-Gift Set - Aveda
-I trust Aveda products with my life. Preferably their hair serums. I usually spend more on hair products because I always get more POW for my buck.

6.Stuffers
What your man may lack under the tree, you can make up with oodles and oodles of stocking stuffers. I usually look forward to my stocking becuase it's filled with fun and often times, useless shit that makes the kid in me insanely happy.
1.Brooches are really the misunderstood piece of jewelry. They can pull a look together without going over the top and yes, your man will still be a "man" if he is seen wearing them. Sheesh.
2.Cufflinks can add that extra ounce of bitchin', if you know how it's done.
3.Dear men, there is more to life other than Ray Bans.

4.Introduce your man to the lovely world of photography. Tis nice.
5.Ok, who the fock doesn't like Legos? I mean, seriously! Put them in your office and bust them out for instant inspiration.
6.Socks, they're dope. Can't get enough of them.

So here are some rules to follow when your out Christmahaunikwanzica shopping for your men:
1.Closely look at his interests. Avoid getting the man something on a whim. Put some thought into it.
2.Don't be afraid to introduce your man to something new. Like a new style of pant or perhaps introducing patterns (other than stripes) and colors into your mans wardrobe.
3.Prepare to spend a little more than you would on the girlies in your life. Unlike girls, guys can't just walk into any store and pick up something. It usually ends up being quality over quantity with this breed.
4.If you find yourself at a loss, try getting him something he's in dire need for. Like hand soap or something but make sure it's classy f*cking hand soap.
5.If you are at a complete loss, try purchasing something that would please both you and him. NOW DON'T GET ALL MCNASTY ON ME, I'm talking about gifts like kitchenware and shet like that or perhaps even a getaway for two where you can get mcnasty. tee hee

So there you have it, now get shopping! Though one last thing, I obviously don't encourage you to spend a crap load. I just chose to showcase designer pieces to highlight the versatility clothes have to offer and no one is paying me/taking me out to dinner for showcasing these products.
Happy Holidays
-Karl

Swell Times With Marie!

2010-12-08T22:10:00.000-08:00

Before I begin this post of wonderful let it be known, I DID NOT STEAL YOUR PHOTOS FOR THIS POST, MARIE. I SWEARS! I'm bluffin'...

What, what is my leg doing? Stop that, I say!
So this past Sunday I got the glorious opportunity of getting to hang (and grub on turkey burgers, too!) with Marie, the amazing mind behind Agentlover.com, and dish out on our secrets of style, blogging and LYFE. Yup, we did all of dat in one lonesome Sunday afternoon though unfortunately we didn't have enough time for the braiding of the hairs but we can always do that next time, can't we?!
Marie is so cute and lil' in person and not to mention, she has one hell of a sexy voice. Oh yes, tee hee. It was seriously an honor to able to meet a fellow blogger/fantastic person such as herself. I can only hope that we'll be able to meet up again for some more good times.
Oh, and look, I drew her! Yay!
-Karl

All photos courtesy of Marie because as you may have heard,
I lost my camera which magically appeared this morning
inside one of my sisters many purses. Sheesh.

Mickey Queen

2010-12-07T13:29:00.000-08:00

Womens: Spring.Summer.11
Alexander McQueen
This deserved a post all on it's own.
Watching this collection walk down the runway, was almost like watching it on rewind. Sarah Burton brought every aspect of McQueen to the forefront and let us all know, that even with the man gone, she will hold true to what he was and what he always will be.
It was interesting to see the similar shapes that we all know and love with a slight feminine twist. Kind of like turning a snail onto it's thick shell only to expose the softness of it's true form. The waist seems to have been the attention grabber with nearly every look and then allowed the eye to slowly take in and enjoy the heavy embroidery. (My heart nearly skipped a beat when the orange Monarch butterfly dress walked out. ) So all in all, I'm happy with what Sarah has produced. She managed to bring us out of the storm and into the light.