I’ve written about my virtual bff in Kuala Lumpur before, and in today’s post she’s letting me share some of her photos from a recent event at the Chanel boutique in Malaysia where artisans showed customers how to make a camellia:
Apparently it wasn’t as simple as it looked to put the petals together…
but at least everyone got to go home with the real deal in the gift bag, a camellia brooch:
Unfortunately this event is only coming to the boutiques in Malaysia and China this year. Sigh. These are the events for which I wish I had a teleporter; I would have been there to make a camellia that afternoon and back by dinnertime to feed my furkids.
I’ve been telling myself that I need to get out of my rut and start wearing heels more often…as a way to improve my posture. I know, that makes not much sense because most podiatrists would tell you that high heeled shoes were invented by men with fetishes and not much concern for health since they get to enjoy the view without having to endure the pain.
Not that I slouch much, but sneakers and flat sandals tend to make me dress more casually, and for some reason, that seems to encourage a less than perfect posture. With heels, I am forced to stand up straight and take more deliberate strides–if just to avoid a full face plant. I feel more vulnerable while tottering in them and at the same time more confident because with the few extra inches I’m able to make more eye contact than before. It’s quite an interesting dichotomy.
But as you can see, this summer sale season I’ve scored more in the lower-heeled spectrum than the other end. I think it’s mostly because my pain threshold for uncomfortable (read: skyscraper) shoes is very low these days. The knees and shins aren’t what they used to be. Plus, just look at that pair of heavily jeweled gladiator flats…I could wear these for miles and not have to worry once about falling down.
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I have a soft spot in my heart for Mr. Oscar de la Renta. By all accounts he’s a gentleman first and designer second, so most of his designs are lovely tributes to women. Very soft, elegant, romantic. I’d love to be an Oscar girl, and perhaps a small section in the very recess of my brain thinks I could be one, but in reality I think his RTW is too much for the “ladies who lunch” set. But today I stand corrected in one of his knit dress concoctions…a sweet mix of grosgrain and chiffon silk flower ribbons, all intertwined in a crochet dress that’s at once casual and precious. Overly girly on the hanger and in the editorials, and yet somehow I actually also love it on me. And I’m definitely not that girly girl.
What, me, soft and romantic? Say it ain’t so! Yes, once you’ve been Oscared, it’s hard to not love being a girl.
But now do you see why I definitely need to find that perfect pair of nude slingbacks?
Tags: Oscar de la Renta
Long days and short deadlines make a killer one-two punch when you’re also trying to update your blog. But in spite of all the busy stuff, I can always make time for a quick text or call from someone who prefaces the communication with “guess what I found on sale for you…”
No, I wasn’t really looking for black patent, but these Gucci skyscrapers were at such an unbelievable price that I”ll just have to figure out how to walk in them later!
Now if only I can find the perfect pair of nude slingbacks on sale then I’d be all set…
Tags: Gucci
Maybe it has to do with my name, but I love anything related to birds, flight, and plumes. In my next life I’d like to be either a Russian supermodel (it’s probably the only way I’d know Russian) or a robin because either way, I’d get to fly a lot and maybe see even more of the world than I’ll get to in this lifetime. Speaking of birds and feathers, today I’m featuring pieces from the Chanel 11P season that included a few special plumed pieces. The first is a vest with longish ostrich feathers…
it’s a funky look to go under the matching jacket, but for me the selling point is actually the killer hardware over the shoulder:
The second piece, which was actually brought to my attention by my friend M who has a very keen eye for fashion, is a sparkly tweed of whimsical spring colors (it totally shimmers in person!) trimmed by shorter and detachable ostrich feathers:
I don’t know, when I put this skirt on, I want to sashay to the point of dusting a table with the feathers 
. No, seriously, it’s just the perfect, quirky skirt that can be worn a million ways. Here’s just one permutation, with my ivory Prada silk top:
Birds of a feather have to stick together so I’m pairing this look with my ostrich flap:
I don’t have shoes to go with that ensemble though…so back to the drawing board!
