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I love Lara Stone. The woman is arguably the most sexed up femme in fashion at the moment. I’ve seen more photo-spreads in which she’s naked then clothed, and she unabashedly works this to it’s core. She’s basically a porn star but she’s so damn fab the fashion industry has made her the quintessential nude girl thus replacing porn star with supermodel! When she spoke about leaving modeling, certain powerhouse Parisian Vogue editors were so horribly appalled by even the idea of this that they dedicated over 100 pages from a single issue [of VOGUE!] entirely to the wonderfully sculptured exhibit that is Lara Stone.
As if this wasn’t great enough, she’s completely self deprecating about being an idiot klutz in heels – the almost one and only skill required to model. This is reinforced by the ankle bandage she had to wear after a Rondarte show last season. To throw her fabulosity into overdrive, Jean Paul Gaulthier’s new campaign includes her in this very same ankle wrap. Why? Because it’s Lara Stone, bitch. Handicap is officially the new black. Thanks Ms. Stone, hotness and political humanitarian – we couldn’t ask for anything more. Oh, and just when you thought you couldn’t take anymore: her tits are real. Also, I feel I should note for the sake of this blog that this ad campaign is mostly revolting, ‘cept for Lara.
What does Valentine’s Day mean to you? Yearly I let cynicism get the best of me, but oh no, not this year. I’m going to revel in all that is lustrous, velvety and scarlet. Yes, for this short frigid month I’ll distract myself with cinnamon hearts, red wine, and the above pictured items. Because everyone deserves a little indulgence sometimes.
Clockwise from top left: Alex & Chloe Red Woodgrain Wayfarers; Chanel Flamenco Night Vernis; Love Moschino Lip Print Dress; Tashkent by Cheyenne Colette Gathered Bow Ankle Boot in Black Suede; Tous Valentine Pendants
This truly is the most ridiculous display of want I’ve seen in a while. “[Want] a look created by world famous makeup artist Irena Losilevich?” FAIL.
This look has been littered all over fashion / beauty blogs and I’ve had just about enough of it. I wouldn’t even go as far as saying this look is suited for a drag queen or stripper. In fact, if you want this look, you want to look bat shit crazy, bat shit crazy with bad eyeshadow. Whatever you do, don’t do the ColorOn Professional EyeEnvy kits, especially the exotic kit, complete with Camo Press Ons. I’m not even going to provide you a link to this horror, that’s how much I need you to not wear this.
My favorite British tart changed her much talked about coif. This is causing a wave of emotion here on the youbadmeaculpa front, but we’ll warm up to it.
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Daria Werbowy’s latest Vogue Paris editorial reminds me of when I used to crimp my Barbie’s hair then brush it out so bitch was fly. Brunette Barbie was always the guinea pig, but she never looked this good.
My skin turns into a slip and slide kids affair in the summer time, so to aid in controlling some of this ‘fun’ I hit up Sephora recently to try out some new products. Numero Uno on the list was an SPF tinted moisturizer. I was lingering by the Stila counter when a nice young lassie wooeed me with her turbo charged knowledge of beauty products. This resulted in Stila’s new 30 SPF tinted moisturizer. I can gladly say goodbye to foundation for the summer, and cover up any kinks with the Stila cover up I nabbed for extra red t-zone and dark undereye circles. Said young lassie claims I have none as she helped me test it out but she was totally just looking for a sale – and a sale she got. Le piece to resistance is the NARS bronze/blush duo I was suckered into – mind you I was there for a brozer as well, I just couldn’t resist the “peachy pink and sheer light brown shimmer duo” tag line. I’m such a sucker, but a shimmering sucker now. Huzzah!
Winter was damn long, so here’s my way of looking as though I’ve been exposed to sunlight recently.
Base:
Cheek + Lip:
Soon Come:
This is $400 worth of cosmetics that i got for less than $200.
Yesterday someone handed me a single pass for a Estee Lauder / MAC / Clinque sale.
I almost turned around and left after I saw the line up to get in at the Markham Fairgrounds. But after driving all the way there early on a Saturday Morning, I decided to stick it out. I dug deep down and pulled out the 16 year old raver in me and FROZE my ass off waiting outside (and in) to get in. Was the 2 1/2 hour wait worth it? My wallet says yes. Mind you only half of it stays with me. The rest are stocking stuffers. I’m good to those I gift.
