lunes 8 de febrero de 2010

The september issue vs. devil wears prada

Increíble 2x1
(Loved both, btw)
If you're a fashion freak, they're both a MUST SEE.



Source: http://www.graziadaily.co.uk/fashion/archive/2010/02/08/september-issue-v-devil-wears-prada.htm

5 senses Monday III

Seeing

5, 6, 7, 8… NINE. What a terrible movie. I think the credits are the most interesting part of the movie (that, and Kate Hudson’s dance… and that is because I loved the theme of the song). I wonder why we didn’t ask for a refund at the end. What do you say Marta??

Feeling

Lightheaded after 3 beers in a nice get together with a couple of friends on Thursday, which ended up in an unexpected, yet wonderful weekend.

Tasting

All Bran Choco. It's the only cereal I've really been addicted to.
Starbucks Mocca, just befote a meeting about the Fashion Master I pretend to do. Is there anything better than a sunny day of coffee & fashion? I doubt it.

Smelling
Chocolate chips cookie from Starbucks
Victor & Rolf 's Eau Mega, my new second choice of perfume (first will always be L'eau d'Issey, from Issey Miyake)

Hearing

My name called out as one of the winners of the creativity contest at work for simplicity. I get two nights in a hotel for free, whenever I like, wherever I like in a wide range of selected places.

Any suitors who want to be my +1?

sábado 6 de febrero de 2010

About dreams & passion

He estado en la presentación del Máster en Gestión de Emrpesas de Moda que quiero hacer esta mañana. Después de 2 horas allí, sólo hay una idea que se repite en mi cabeza: Lo quiero, lo deseo, lo NECESITO hacer.

Covadonga O'Shea es fantástica. Qué maravilloso es encontrar a alguien que, después de 30 años, sigue sintiendo tanta pasión por lo que hace y la gente que la acompaña. El nacimiento de este máster, en su momento, fue paralelo a la búsqueda que yo misma he hecho para encontrar un curso que se adecuara a mis necesidades: menos diseño, más gestión, y más moda... así que encierto modo, me siento identificada con la historia.

De la Jornada de puertas abiertas saco 2 cosas: que debo perseguir mis sueños y perseverar, y que tengo que darme prisa...

Sólo hay 60 plazas, y una tiene que ser mía

miércoles 3 de febrero de 2010

About censorship and fashion (& Your right to wear what you want at work (if it’s appropiate)).

Yesterday I decided to take Chuck bass with be to work… I decided to pair it up with a pair of grey tweed pants, dark tights and high boots, and a black blazer… looked perfectly dandy and cool to me. Especially since we get to work in business casual attire.

And to other colleagues too. Chuck’s T-shirt has that effect of people (from an enormous chat underneath the picture, to ohs! And ahs! And side glances on the street). Many said it was an awesome outfit, some said I looked very fashionable… all in all, everybody liked it.

Well, sorry. Not everybody… Some girl from work (in charge of internal stuff like the change of building, maintaining of the offices, calendar protocol and dress code, among other things), after spotting the message on the T (“He’s mine, bitch!”), asked me if I found it appropriate, or if my boss did, for instance. She didn’t say it harshly, but with that disapproving tone… I have to say, I hated it.

Let’s be honest here. WTF!?
First, you can’t even see the whole sentence, because it’s in the right corner of the bottom of the T.
Second, its business casual, and I looked perfectly put together on my whole outfit. I can name at least ten people every day that dress much worse and less classy than me.
Third… WHAT THE HELL?

I have to admit that it pissed me off. Way too much. Especially when I told a couple of colleagues about it and they told me they thought exactly the same. Which gets me thinking, that it’s more a problem of her attitude, and what SHE thinks its appropriate attire, than anything else. She’s kind of the classic type. The VERY classic, that is. It happens ALL the time… people have this very narrow vision about fashion, and mix up concepts, and always have this disdainful approach to this world. Anna Wintour got it perfectly right on “The September Issue”: some people make fun and criticize fashion simply because they don’t understand it, and feel like they’ve been push out of the Club. Do I have to pay for it?
I say NO.

I have to say, I kind of understand her point: Work, is work, and you just can’t throw anything on top of you and go to the office, just like that, because you think you’re fashionable. But COME ONNNNNN, there are some limits…

It totally reminds me to that PERFECT scene on Devil Wears Prada, when Meryl Streep explains Andy the importance of fashion in the world.

Miranda Priestly: [Miranda and some assistants are deciding between two similar belts for an outfit. Andy sniggers because she thinks they look exactly the same] something funny?
Andy Sachs: No, no, nothing. Y'know, it's just that both those belts look exactly the same to me. Y'know, I'm still learning about all this stuff.
Miranda Priestly: This... 'stuff'? Oh... ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don't know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise, it's not lapis, it's actually cerulean. You're also blithely unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar De La Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn't it, who showed cerulean military jackets? I think we need a jacket here. And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of 8 different designers. Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic casual corner where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of stuff.

(My boss… my 2 bosses, thought the T was pretty cool, btw)

martes 2 de febrero de 2010

5 senses Monday II

Kind of forgot to write my 5 senses monday thing, with all the rollin' going on.

I'll guess it will be a 5 senses tuesday then.

Hearing:
The alarm clock at 6:35AM. Will I ever get used to getting up so early? I don't think so.

For every other minute of the day when I find myself walking: Glee's soundtrack is proving to be the answer. Thanks Marta for the tip!

Tasting:
My diet shakes again. I mean... I so need to get down a couple more kilos, and I'll be a new girl. Thank God I'm able to do 2 normal meals (out of 5) again... or I could literally cry. But it's totally worth it... I mEAN IT.

Smelling:
My niece's baby odour. Isn't there any possibility to bottle it up? she's so lovely with those cute eyes of her. And the way she smiles... just melts my heart.

Seeing:
The sun going down behind Torre Europa. So envigorating... since everyday that is the sign of my liberation from work. It's proving to be hard stuff these days... so many things to be watchful about.

Touching/Feeling:
The nice and super cold breeze of the morning. Wake up sunshine!

lunes 1 de febrero de 2010

WOW


How amazing was Gaga's yesterday show at the Grammy's??? AWESOME. And the mashup with Elton John... WOW

Rollin'

It’s been a crazy day, today. With lots of ups and downs… rollercoaster look alike.

First, there was this collegue from work, from who I haven’t got the foggiest idea of what her name is: she got in the bus, spotted me, and just SAT DOWN. Like that. A simple “Hi!” and that horrible look in her eyes that said: clean up the space and let me sit down… I hate that. There I was, totally absent in my reading world, concentrated on the pages, when she just tries to sit down. Am I an antisocial for wanting a little privacy in the mornings? For desiring just a little introduction before I have to close the book, pick up my lunch bag, coat and handbag all in a second to put it all on top of me, in that teeny tiny sit on the bus?

I say NO.

But that’s only my opinion.

Then. THE BROWNIE: Been hidden in a room with a couple more colleagues copying and pasting data all morning (meaning 8:30AM - 3:00PM).

I have to admit, it was a bit of my fault. But I kind of seek for anything different to do these days, so as to obtain a little more variety. Whatever.

But I’m… tired. And I kind of see numbers everywhere too.

We had to work on 3 archives and, after 6 hours, we find out that one of them was just useless, since it was contained in one of the other two. Awesome.

WTF???

viernes 29 de enero de 2010

Concert look


Sequined jacket: Zara
T-Shirt: Fashionissima
Pants: Blanco
Boots: Hakei
Star Earrings: Tous

jueves 28 de enero de 2010

Mystery girl Agnes causes a scandal!



A mysterious brunette girl has recently been causing quite a stir around NYC. Hope you're hungry, kids. Because I'm going to serve you the dish about what our Europe girl has been up to. She's only been in town for a short time yet she's already making headlines all around the city.
xoxo Gossip Girl .


Received this app on Facebook and decided I HAD to try it... it came out to be a really funny video!! just like the real Gossip Girl... Since I don't know how to show it to you (I can only recommend you to watch it here), I've decided to trancrypt what it says...

Gossip Girl here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan Elite.


I’ve been receiving word of a new girl on the scene who has already made quite a splash. The mystery brunette was spotted causing trouble at Chuck Bass’s gimlet club last night.
OMFG. And they say people from Europe don’t know how to have fun!
Nice work lady, (..) devil isn’t going to call you from now on… Looks like you’re well on your way to It girl status.
Talking of bad behaviour…
Xo Xo Gossip Girl

Today's outfit...

Felt a bit tocky-goes fashion today, so I decided to wear this:


T-Shirt: Comptoir des Cotonniers
Vinyl leggins: H&M
Indian boots: Benny Room
Necklace: Charro

I can´t help but wonder...

Maybe mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Maybe if we never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, things change, so do cities. People come into your life and go. But it's comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart... and if you're very lucky, a metro ride away...