FASHION:THAT SHIT I HATE TO LOVE

The clothing, footwear,and excessories that will be the death of my bank account and the salt on my street cred.

Baby girls

I say babygirls because if your reading this,it’s likely you either have lady parts or homosexual tendencies(not that they are mutual exclusive), and I’ve found that both social groups tend to respond to said nickname,and are most likely to talk with me about glitter and faux fur.So! Babygirls!A few things you should know before you continue further down the page:

  • This is a blog about stuff you put on your body. Mostly clothing,footwear, and an occasional post about my obsession with jewelry. I will also be keeping you updated on my collection sales.( You know you’ll want to buy it. And you don’t even know what “it” is yet.)
  • Taking any fashion advice or statement pieces out of my hands will probably score you more “what-the-eff is that girl(or girly man) adorning their body with?” glances than cellular-digits.True fact.
  • You will probably notice a significant drop in Fabo friend requests,public hallway hugs, and dirty men whistles in the streets, simply for even reading my blog.

I know what your thinking. Isn’t this blog about fashion? Doesn’t good style=SEX? WRONG my little starlets! In fact Leandra Medine(a.k.a, style guru/comedian/human sexuality anthropologist EXTRAORDINAIRE) has an entire blog dedicated to the science of man repelling via fashion. See her blog  @ manrepeller.com.(P.S Leandra if my dreams have indeed come true and you happen to stumble across my humble blog-log, call me. I love you, you gorgeous creature)If you ever have any confusion as to why you dress so well but get so little action, refer to said site. She’ll clear up any misconceptions.

Also, if my blogs upsets,offends,annoys you, you can blame that as well on said blog. That crazy gal inspires me, what can I say.

Writers note:I promise I’ll try my best to keep the sailor-slang to a minimum, but when talking about Gaultier, Gabbana, and Givenchy I can’t help but to get all riled up, so I may need to ask you to excuse a few minor indiscretions.Ya know, I’ll get your back, you get mine, yada yada.

ANYWHORE. Enough of these things ( ).

For those of you who have continued past the disclaimer, I can only assume you find no gratification in frat boys ahooting and ahollering atchya on a regular thirsty thursday night; and that you’d rather have a billion fab shoes in your closet than a billion friend requests in your social-network box.(okay, one more set of these ( ). Common misconception: Number of shoes in closet does not = number of men in your bedchamber, in fact, pass 15, the higher the number of shoes you have, the more likely you are to be seen as a.crazy. b.high maintenance. c.obsessed with feet.But I don’t care, as long as I’ve got my babies to come home to after a long day I’m a freaky happy girl.)

Anyway!For those of you in which above statement is true, welcome! Its nice to have you down here past the disclaimer and the ramble mumbo jumbo slightly below the disclaimer. This is where the fun all starts, where I tell you about my latest obsessions and you say ” Girl, your wack!”, and I respond, “Girl YOUR wack!”

So lets get this sh-t going. first off:

OH FREAKING BABY!

Ten dollars to whatever fashonista(or fashinisto)that can guess who makes these honeys. (PSYCH.I’m a broke college student with a bad habit of buying shoes. You really think I’ve ten extra dollars laying around??Girl, you crazy.)  If you don’t know, get off my blog. Right now.

Just kitten. These lovely honey bunches are the in the name of the late great Alexander McQueen.2010, the death of the legendary genius truly broke my and every other beauty-loving creative-junkies hearts, and at first I was very wary of accepting a new designer for the label in his place. But, his protege Sarah Burton has proven herself more than worthy with these works of art, among the rest in the line(Spring 2011). I know what your thinking ( are you beginning to get that I always do?), “Grace”, you may ask again, “besides the elven tribe in LOTR, who would in their right mind wear these off a runway?”

I WOULD.With a black body con mini dress and dripping in gold chains.

Q.Where would I wear said outfit?

A.Church, school, safeway, family vacay to the mountains for some good ski’n.Don’t mattah.

But Its late as heck darlings, and I’ve got a day full of brunch and jewelry shooting tomorrow(slash glam posing.) But I’ve got one more tasty treat up my sleeve before I count the sheep/hit the hay (Whats with all of the farm visuals associated with sleeping?Bad plaid and tractors:that sh-ts not soothing.)

Ladies and Gentlemen, feast your eyes upon the magic that is Jean Paul Gaultier’s fall 2010. I, personally, would wear any of the looks in this line,but this one in particular just happens to encompass all of my favorite things.

  1. Turbans. That is a big a— turban.I love turbans.
  2. Brown leather, up the arm gloves.These are what I would call glovelies.(I gotta TM that sh-t)
  3. Dripping fringe/feather/fur! (I believe it is actually feather.)
  4. Up-to-here necklaces
  5. Tranny fishnets. awwww yeaaah!
  6. And corner-whore-red lipstick

So in love.

But for now babygirls, i’m off to get some shut eye, and count all of the shearling-detailed pieces i’d love to be in my closet right now.(Kind of like sheep, right?)

xoxo

G

Note:Dear Bare Naked Ladies,If I had million dollars, i’d probably buy a green dress too.

-Jean Paul Gaultier-Spring 2010

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