ph: Vogue
If you could walk on rose petals or pearls which one would you chose? Rose petals are much easier for royalty to show their regal strut, but if walking on pearls made that walk much more majestic, imperial, you’ll happily keep those petals on the stems, and glide in on some pearly soles. Continue reading “McQueen Said Pearls Are A Girl’s Best Friend.” »
The battle for front row seating at fashion show, is it really worth it? I’ve sat in the front row at several fashion shows, and instead of me luxuriating in my prime fashion week real estate, I was to worried about not sitting like a proper lady or reaching out to touch the clothes on the runway while the model was doing her job. Yes I would be the one to not stay seated until the very end of the show.
So I’ve swapped one form of front row seating for another.
Live-streaming gives all of us the good seats at the fashion week shows and once one show is over, we can sit in the comfort of our homes, offices, coffee shops, etc and wait happily for other fashion week presentations to stream on whatever device we have handy at the time.
So enjoy the shows I’ve listed below, just click on the designer’s name to see what they will be dressing us in for the next cold and snowy season this city will see.
1PM DUCKIE BROWN
CHECK BACK TOMORROW FOR MORE DESIGNERS AND THEIR SCHEDULED LIVE-STREAMING PRESENTATIONS.
Imagine the lyrics to Carrie Underwood’s song “ Good Girl ” paired with an original score from composer Hans Zimmer as the soundtrack to Alexander McQueen’s Pre-Fall 2013 collection! It would be the halo to complete the presentation. This collection must be what Sarah Burton would want the ladies of the church to wear if they ever get promoted beyond nunhood. Continue reading “The Church of Alexander McQueen” »
Should it be the classic Chanel jacket, the quilted handbag? Maybe it’s Chanel perfume/cologne or all of the above!
To call any one of those a rite of passage from the legendary fashion house just doesn’t have the same effect now that it did about a decade ago. To own a piece of Chanel then was a sign of success and wealth. You may have inherited your bag as a family heirloom, and you cherished it by taking it out on only special occasions.
Fast forward to present day and everybody is carrying that quilted double C thing, even the babies. Continue reading “Rite Of Chanel Passage.” »
When I’m away, my Instagramming fingers will play. Since I’ve been working on other projects, trying to hustle, mobile blogging has been my way of life for the past few weeks. So when I’m M.I.A on RomeoStyle.com, the photos below shows what MsRStyle has been up to.
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What’s beyond the dirty white line? 2013 in NYC, of course.
I’ve been busy surrounding myself with shoe-link gangs from Kathryn Amberleigh Continue reading “An Instagramful Day” »
Wouldn’t it be refreshing and inspiring to see an innovative fashion week presentation that would have all walks of life in awe? It may not involve models walking down a runway or staring in a street-style saga but something that those who may not care much for fashion shows, will want to watch again. Continue reading “Beware Of A Woman Creating A Man’s Shadow” »
Created in 2011
Friend: Why did you stop your illustrations?
Moi: I don’t know.. I got distracted with work?
Friend: You no longer work there so why not start again?
Moi: Don’t know why…my heart isn’t in it right now.
After my response, I took a painful gulp, and faked a smile. I did get distracted with the job I held at the time. I lost focus on what I loved doing, creating art and designing, instead I was working on daily reports or inventory, sitting in meetings, buying, displaying, complaining, some more ings occupied my life, putting my illustrations into an untouched file on my external drive. Some of them waiting to be finished others, completed but never published.
It takes one person who I least expected, to bring it all to the surface. An old fan and buyer of my illustrations reaching out to me like a long lost lover. I never meet the person face to face, but his email was so touching, it made me take another gulp, this time it was a gulp filled with guilt. Guilt for not doing something with my God given talent. Guilt for browsing through countless magazines, looking at images which could of been perfect starting points for my illustrations, and not doing anything thing with pages. Not scanning them for future reference. Not altering them to my liking. Not creating my own visual stories from those that Elle, Harpers Bazaar and Vogue try to tell us within their glossies.
So this weekend, I’m taking a leap of faith on working on an e-store to sell some my illustrations. I’m also going to work on some new pieces by browsing, scanning, cutting, some more ings and I will have a new piece completed before the end of the weekend.
To create the type of illustrations I did, over a year ago, will not happen overnight, but I have to start somewhere and the process begins with applying the first layer to an image.
I’m ending this year like the end of a relationship without the face-to-face goodbye and best wishes from that lover we want. Instead, some of us may write a goodbye letter you may or may not send to that ex-lover.
It’s almost 1am December 31st 2012. The last day of the year. Others will be ending the year and welcoming 2013 over clinging glasses and kisses, while decked out in their late night finest. Me, I’m going to write the year away and typing in to another 365 days.
2012 you have been one of the cruelest, most unforgiving, tear jerking, vulnerable, remarkable, thought-provoking years in my life thus far. To say you’ve been life changing is a bit of an understatement. There have been times you’ve left me on the floor sobbing, and other times smiling, laughing and leaping for joy my checks and back hurt may hurt. Nothing some yoga stretches and face cream couldn’t take off.
I looked at everyone, every experience, everything as lessons and 2012, you’ve taught me a few that I’ve already written down for fear of forgetting them.
For the first time, I’m leaving one year scared of what another year has in store for me.
I’m quite sure there will be some good, some bad and some ugly in 2013. Each one is needed to appreciate the other, but I pray for a fistful of bad against a slap filled with ugly only for a barrel full of good to be poured over the other two.
I’m saying my goodbye to 2012 before most people in this region of the world will. Why, because holding onto to you, 2012, any longer is like holding on to a pair of heels that look great on my feet, but hurt like hell with every step. Get them off, and give me my wedge sneakers so I’ll be able to handle the year ahead of me.
Farewell 2012
Love Kalyca
Side Note: This goodbye letter was obviously sent and received by 2012, but I have yet to get a response. Maybe 2013 will give me one.
Facebook now has an option for us to share the 20 biggest moments from 2012 to share with our, family, friends and followers. Now why would I let Facebook decide which of my stories and photos were the best of my 2012 when I’m more than capable of doing that with my own special commentary included!
Don’t you often want to add your own dialect to some of the photos you see on a daily basis? The people featured in the photos sometimes makes it hard to resist so I decided to take a add my own two cents to a couple of photos from Monday Men Style Caption Me This.
Hi Ho Hi Ho Its Off To Work We Go. Continue reading “A Fashionable Dip Back Into 2012” »
This past week has been a crazy one which started with a very short-lived adventure that has to be shared with you’ll, in due time, but because of that event plus others that took place in the past few days, all I can do is add them to the unusual, eccentric, interesting, odd one in, collage I call my life.
There were times I wanted to hide underneath a black umbrella and blend in with everyone else, while walking in the rain, but my mind wondered as to what would be my blend-in outfit? Instead of being practical, this pretty number popped into my head.
Yup when it’s cold and raining in New York City, Maison Martin Margiela Couture is what I want to wear, face piece and lace pants included. Ohh I didn’t stop there. Continue reading “My Fashionable Way of Blending In.” »
