isaac moves the toque from purse and back to hat. whimsy!

from the isaac mizrahi fall 2009 collection; darling toques morph into purses and then hats. looovelay! moschino would be proud.

too good NOT to post!

mona lisa painting (copy, obviously…larger than life, obviously) cleverly morphs into a chair! how many adjectives can i use to describe this thing???

clever

fun

space saving

modern

did i say clever?

it is kinda clunk as a chair, but forgive due to extreme cleverness

funny

irreverent

why didn’t *i* think of this?

____ (add your own here)

cute gone waaaaaaaay too far. ‘nuf said.

more mizrahification.

liz claiborne is smiling, wherever she is. isaac’s new spring collection (for the rest of us who don’t want to pay $1200 for a blouse) is charming. my fave? the diagonal stripe sheath and matching jacket [ http://www.lizclaiborne.com/brand/isaacs_picks#/0/3 ]. it’s so optically active, people won’t know how thin/thick you are. and i just learned that isaac also loves Charbonnel et Walker’s Pink Marc de Champagne Truffles . they look like they could either be barbie-sized ottomans or pink pom-poms. and yes, i am pom-pom crazed at the moment. aren’t the truffles old-school beautificent? gimme.

about every 20 years, the world shares my love of fluorescence.

it wasn’t just michael kors who chucked neon down the runway; plenty of designers are on the brights bandwagon. but somehow, with his luxuriant ease, the brights just looked better and more elegant in kors’ hands. behold the bright:

more on exaggerated fashion moments: the shoulder treatment post.

all i can proffer for the shoulder situation is science fiction. and lots of it. the craziness of shoulders for fall 2009 is brought to you by: jonathan saunders [loving his skullcaps mightily!], herve leger by max azria, miss sixty [of particularly advanced insanity], preen and ruffian. more on #nyfw when i see more inspiration.

jonathan saunders

jonathan saunders

 

 

jonathan saunders

 

jonathan saunders

herve leger by max azria

miss sixty

preen

ruffian

my #nyfw posts are sluggish, i admit. but i haven’t seen anything to blah-g about. until NOW.

i just tweeted that i hadn’t gotten either of the following memos: 1) pom-poms and 2) crazy ass shoulder treatments (as seen in next blah-g installment).

there have been rumblings about shoulder pads, so i should have seen the shoulder insanity coming a mile away. but pom-poms? seriously? oh yes. very, very seriously. and bows (think arefa a la coronation, uhm, er, inauguration) and marge simpson.

witness: pom=poms from diane von furstenberg and monarchy, bows from erin fetherston, and pom-poms AND marge simpson hair hats from duckie brown:

 

dvf

dvf pom-poms for your stuff, not your head

 

erin fetherston

monarchy

on steroids: duckie brown

 

marge's hair in its complementary color: duckie brown

monique lhuillier fall 2009 rtw. makes our inner filipinas very proud.

like any red-blooded filipina, i enjoy fine clothing. i look for quality, invention, imagination and cleverness. monique lhuillier delivered the goods for fall 2009.

not all the dresses are hits. some are misses. in fact, one [red crinoline] is a foul ball. and the suits are a tad prim for my taste, but lovely nonetheless. even in the lushly paneled interior the assembled models resemble an all evita peron army waiting for the firing squad. a bit eerie.

my favorite bit? the really clever “arm hosiery” [my term] she uses under the gowns and dresses. in my world, that’s bliss: don’t have to worry about the “hi helens!” and chubby arms flapping about–they have support in this new lhuillier dress scheme. very sheer, irregularly striped, with a thumb loop, they are conceptually technical athletic gear. the end result is miles away…in the land of very sexy arms, shoulders and wrists…harkening back to the days of arm length gloves. all the glamour, with a great deal more comfort and far less fussiness. the favorite of this group is the black gown with very sexy cutouts underneath the shoulders, baring skin to the hips. some hollywood type is sure to feature this gown for a red carpet appearance.

have a squint:

back to moi, once again.

four words:

new york fashion week!!

i will be spouting off my opinions and posting pics as soon as i can. i love this time of year…*sigh*

a little bit of seriousness, if you please.

for 50 years, i have been waiting for leadership. i have been waiting for something in which to believe. i have been waiting for someone to take care of issues in our own backyard. i have been waiting to see people that need help receive help. most of all, i have been waiting to feel like i make a difference, i am part of something, i belong, i am included.

surely i am looking at the new presidency with rose colored glasses. i know nothing is perfect. i know changes are going to take time. and i know barack obama is just a man. 

there was so much fiddle-dee-dee about americans wanting someone in the white house that would be “like them, someone with whom they could have a beer.” enter palin and joe the plumber and this that and the other. i know many americans admire their “you betchya” and “just like me” qualities, but are those qualifications to lead the country? no, those are qualifications for people with whom you meet up at the pub after work. the people with whom you have tailgate parties and barbecues. do you feel your bff could lead this country out of the biggest mess in history? i believe most would answer “no.”

i have a different opinion about who should lead this country. i don’t want to have someone in the white house that will necessarily be like me. i want and need someone in the white house who has more intellect and emotional intelligence than me. i want someone who can get the the trains running on time, our ducks in a row. i want someone who can sort out this quagmire of us vs. them, the wars, the economy and all the other stuff that isn’t working. which at the moment, is pretty much everything.

the obamas *do* represent a family role model for this country. they *are* smart. sometimes i almost think they are too good to be true. but i also know they are just people and barack obama is just a man. an extraordinary man, without doubt. but someone with whom i would gladly break bread, welcome into my home and have welcomed into my life. and whether he knows it or not, he has invited me into his life, his presidency, and the government which he now leads. there is an implicit invitation for every single person in the united states to be part of this new government. how inclusive is that?

finally, there is a place to go for answers [ www.whitehouse.gov ]. clearly, the public will not be privy to all that goes on in the white house, but using digital media to keep a nation informed and connected is not only genius but very gracious. a presidency with manners, intelligence, humanity, authenticity and empathy. know that the communication goes both ways: [ www.change.org ] is a site where you can ask questions, make suggestions, communicate ideas and just say what you think.

there are many in this country that would like to see obama fail. why be so childish, naive and vindicitive? if obama fails, the united states will indeed become the untied states. that handbasket you see heading to hell? that’s where this country will be if obama fails. as it is, we are hanging by a thread. we are very close to failing and someone is trying to lead a desperate nation and keep us out of that handbasket. do you think your bff could do that?

so the rose coloured glasses are staying on, folks. by the end of the week, the economic stimulus [while far from perfect] will be signed. but you see? everything is imperfect. we have to follow the leader, jump in the deep end and if we can’t quite swim to the edge of the pool, we’ll try something else. there is a tenacious man in the white house and he’s going to keep trying. for the first time in my life, i am going to keep trying too.

[i apologise in advance for this very out of character and serious post. it needed purging and i don't have a shrink appointment scheduled at the moment.]