Kitsch itch

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As mentioned in the title of this blog, I tend to have a bizarre and unwavering attraction to things which are kitsch, tacky, verging on ugly--I am guilty of overuse of the phrase "so wrong it's right". Often I find myself drawn to the most ridiculous of objects, from lamps that resemble giant illuminated conch shells to huge furry clutch bags embellished with mega rhinestones (I actually purchased a version of this Nicola Finetti bag sans rhinestones--I thought at least this way a giant furry clutch could be more easily incorporated into my wardrobe).

Therefore the recent release of the Melissa/Vivienne Westwood collaboration has me intrigued--although I am at a loss to say whether or not I actually like these shoes. One part fairytale, one part street-walker, the shoes are plastic recreations of a popular Anglomania heel. Check them out/purchase them here if you so wish. Personally I can't help wondering how hot and sweaty one's feet would become in shoes made entirely from rubberized plastic--however if channeling Alice in Wonderland is your thing, I don't think I have ever seen a more suitable mary-jane.

Red she said

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Despite the glamour and eternally classic appeal of crimson lips I have never warmed to the idea of red lipstick in real life--it may look great on the catwalk or the silver screen, but I am yet to see it done well on the street. Once upon a time I worked the beauty counters at David Jones so I have sampled my fair share of the shade, and despite finding lippies that did suit my skintone, I somehow lacked the chutzpah to pull it off. Wearing red always made me feel as though a light was shining from my face that I desperately wanted to switch off.

Nevertheless I am wildly anticipating the upcoming MAC Holiday collection (yes I realise that it is only late June). You can check out some product images here. Luckily for me, the collection should include the usual tan and pink lip sets in addition to the red, as well as the customary eye-shadow quads, brush sets, lip palettes, pigment and Viva glam--and from that I'm sure I'll find a shade better suited to my pout and my pride than red.

Love rat

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When I got home from work today I squealed with joy when I found a package waiting for me--the long wait for my Sass & Bide Black Rats had finally come to an end! And I can surely say they are everything I hoped they would be: I am one hundred percent all over these, absolutely love them. They look amazing with everything a pair of black skinny jeans would look great with, especially my new vintage navy oversized blazer =]

Which reminds me, the next thing on my to-buy list is a digital camera... and a back-up pair of the Black Rats?

Well, maybe in a few weeks...

Extreme knock-off

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If we can learn anything from Sex and the City the Movie, surely it is this: a girl really only needs one killer pair of shoes per season--Dior Extreme, I'm looking at you. Yes, we all drooled over the gladiator sandals Carrie sported with every second outfit--including a bedazzled gold version with her Vivienne Westwood wedding gown--but I ask you, does that warrant the stampede to the register of stores which have blatantly ripped off the Dior design? Granted, gladiator sandals are HOT and i have a few pairs in my own repertoire (pics to come I promise). But rather than buying an out and out copy, wouldn't it be nicer to have a shoe that pays homage to the Dior in ways other than being a blatant imposter shoe? Instead, I think, we should take a cue from Carrie (wearing the same shoes repeatedly is ok) and save up and buy one fabulous designer pair rather than 8 pairs that just can't hold a candle to the real thing.

Hello, lover!

Yes, despite much studying and general busy-ness I managed to get myself along to a midday screening of Sex and the City yesterday and I am proud to say that it was the best movie I have ever seen... EVER. Highly anticipated by myself and millions upon millions of others, I am happy to declare that the movie exceeded my every expectation, and then some! I'll spare you further gushing, suffice to say that I can't wait til I have time to watch it again, if only to escape to a fashion heaven, the lofty heights of which elude us mere mortals who have not the cash, nor the occasion to fathom such fabulous ensembles.

Leggings are not pants

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I'm sure that there are many out there who would agree with this statement. Obviously, this is something I feel quite strongly about--personally, I find the wearing of leggings as pants an assault on my eyes regardless of the size, shape or age of the offending bottom. Up until recently, I had never even entertained the idea of wearing said garments--tights, I love, but the idea of leggings cutting me off at the ankle was a look I did not hold in high regard.

However, I must admit that I have been caught up in the hype of Sass & Bide's Rats pants, which are, technically, ruched leather-look leggings. In fact, I have a pair on pre-order from MyCatwalk as we speak. Unfortunately I am yet to receive them and the reviews have been mixed on these. When I receive them I will post a review, however should I decide to keep them, they most certainly will be worn with long, bottom-covering tops and jackets only in order to prevent making my own contribution to the visual pollution already in abundance throughout the streets of Sydney.