Again, it seems, as I do something to my hair it turns fashionable. As I am going blonder (not blonde yet, blonder), golden blonde is all the rage of the winter season. Headdesk, anyone? People are taking my change of hair weirdly, most compliment me on it (would they dare to do otherwise?), but those that did not know I was blonde to begin with ( Read more... )

I'm approaching flabbergasted, again. It seems elbow-length gloves are in. Feminine, sophisticated, dark colours, gray, high heels, pale skin, red lips, dark eyes are all in. Lace-up boots are in, and slim, beautiful coats. What on earth is going on? Did I, perhaps, fail to mention that the bob is conquering Norway? (Some 4 centimetres now, and I ( Read more... )

It amuses me endlessly that the girls at my school wear the names Dior, Chanel and Yves Saint Laurent and have on idea what design they are promoting this season. They have no idea that Coco Chanel was poor, or that Marc Jacobs creates shoes. They could not have pointed to a couture piece by John Galliano had they been asked to. I know nothing at ( Read more... )