Meet Me at the Met

So. The Met Ball.

If only one day a dainty white envelope would slip into the glove of my doorman.  My name handwritten across the centre, presenting perfectly pointed corners, glowing with the aroma of Chanel No. 5 - this envelope would carry my personal beckoning from Anna Wintour herself to attend the Met Ball.  This invitation has no RSVP, as a denial of the ball is a denial of your future in New York.  A denial of this night, is a denial of the only night.

A night where, I presume, the veneers are blinding and only the men eat. Where the most glamourous of the glamazons fasten on the glitz to take on the glare of the photographers. Where the wealthy are wrapped like mummys into gowns and laid to rest in the back of a superbly stretched town car to ensure their drapings are not disrupted until presentation.  Only the elite A-listers, sporting the elite designers, painted by the elite make-up artists take part.

Will I ever be entitled elite? Who knows. Until that moment, I plan on assessing and addressing the gowns that were worn and are forever locked down in the Met Gala fashion vault. Top few, noticed trends, bottom few, and then finally the worst of the worst.

Leighton Meester in Emilo Pucci, Victoria Beckham in Victoria Beckham, Emma Stone in Thakoon, Dakota Johnson in Jason Wu, and Joan Smalls in Vera Wang... nailed it! I'm a sucker for a perfect cut, clean and flattering, and pretty shades.

Now, older women pretending to be princesses.  I know we all loved Frozen, but neither Elsa nor Anna's dress was poufy, and I don't see why this trend was brought back solely to the A-listers who only saw the film because of their grandchildren. Apologies all of you (SJP, Sandra and Katie), but I'm not a fan. I am, however, normally the biggest fan of Marchesa gowns, I can't say this look quite did it for me either.  If she brought a talking tea cup and candelabra... then maybe.

I'm sorry Reese, but I was not a fan of the flamingo pink brassiere replacement. The strange cat-eye cut, in my opinion did not suit the body type beneath it, and fell flat (pun-intended).

And the worst of the worst of the worsts? This lady right here. Somewhere between the cleavage, the torso and the topper, Kate ends up looking like she should be on the front of a really cheap box ceral, made of fruit flavoured O's.

Later Days,
xox

Pass the Pastel

First post! First post! How exciting.

I must say, I've been looking forward to this moment for sometime, but studies, work, and people tend to get in the way.  Not that I don't love those three things.
I do.

I just really want to to live in a world where fashion and styling are part of my job and an everyday task. Not that I don't enjoy dressing myself every morning, and maybe again in the afternoon (because not every outfit works for a whole day).

I do.

But I suppose I'd just like to get to a point where fashion can be a priority (not necessarily number one, but higher than it gets to be now). 

Anyways. Now that I'm here, and the task of introductions are over - let's talk style.

This season it's pastels. By "it" I'm referring to the new black... it's pastels. The pinks, the purples, the teals, the blues. While it might seem obvious (think Meryl Streep as Miranda Priestly in The Devil Wears Prada..."Florals? For spring? Groundbreaking"), I don't remember a year where these beautiful shades blossomed in every store quite like this year. I feel feminine in pastels, and I find them very pretty. So I'd suggest you go out and buy some too, and then we can all sing I Feel Pretty from West Side Story together and complement each others taste.

Here is my take. It's still chilly in Canada so I kept my favourite toque on but paired it with my new favourite Dr. Martens, and a floral colourful crop. Call me old fashioned but I still enjoy wearing a watch (yes I do know that my iPhone has a clock), so I added a statement purple Tommy Hilfiger.

And my collection is growing! I recently bought this beautiful pink Vero Moda blazer from The Bay. Now all I need is a pastel purple floaty dress to go underneath. Any suggestions?

And my wishlist item today is a grand, purple, pastel, floppy hat from American Apparel. This one, right here, in the colour Beni Imo...apparently. I would really like it. We'll see what happens.

Thank you for listening happy fashionistas.

Later Days.

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