Monday, February 28, 2011

Oscars! Best Dressed Nominees

In case you couldn't tell by now, I love a few things: movies, old black and white photos, and fashion. So, it's no small wonder that I should be very excited when there is an event that combines two of those three things in an exciting (well, ok, maybe a little predictable this year) melange of pageantry and glamour. I eat that stuff up. And I'm not going to apologize for it.


So, without further Kirk Douglasing, my nominees for Best Dressed....



Mila Kunis looking ethereal and romantic in Elie Saab Couture (which was, by the by, one of my absolute favorite collections of the year. My friend agrees!). I can't imagine her looking bad...like...ever - but she just knocked this out of the park - her hair, minimal jewelry, that dress.

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I'm biased again, I know. I'm obsessed with Scarlett. But she honestly and sincerely and unabashedly looks simply gorgeous in this purple YSL. Her hair is just the right amount of modern and romantic to offset what could have been aging lace on almost anyone else. Nailed it. Love her (and maybe so does Jeremy Renner?)


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Ok, maybe I could have picked a better picture of the purple Rodarte dress that Ms. Portman wore last night. Maybe one of her standing still and to the side, so that you could see how well the dress worked with her pregnancy. One of her vamping all serious and sexy-like into the blinding paparazzi cameras, making sure to show off her shoes and her toned, sexy arms. But I didn't. I picked this one. Because you don't even have to look at her face or the way he holds her hand to tell that they are so deliriouslyhappyandinlove. Just look at the people in the background and you can practically hear the wistful schoolgirl-esque sighs of "aaaaaaw". And he helped her up the stairs like a gentleman.



Michelle Williams almost always looks luminous. Her green eyes just glow, framed by arched, darkened eyebrows, from amidst skin that looks lit from within. She has a tendency to choose dresses that a little more modestly ladylike and vintage than most, and this Chanel Haute Couture definitely fits the bill. But she just looked so classy and beautiful. She had very little chance of winning last night (Natalie was always going to nab that little gold man) but she definitely commanded the red carpet like a winner.

Alright, Hailee! Look at the little lady! She is quickly becoming one of my favorites to watch on the red carpet. She always looks adorable and age-appropriate and like she is blossoming into a beautiful young woman with poise. Last night she donned a tea-length Marchesa dress, accented perfectly by her headband, shoes and bag. Minimal makeup and a winning smile finished it all off to make her one of my tops from last night. Here's hoping she doesn't go the well-traversed way of the Lohan...



Here comes the (co)host(ess) with the (co)most(ess) in Valentino. Ms. Hathaway experienced a plethora of costume changes, including a tux and a dress that does this. But, perhaps she looked her best (and the ever-bronzed Mr. Valentino seems to glower with his approval of that statement in this picture) in this perma-glamourous red Valentino gown. She looked classy, elegant and poised. And that's all you can ask for, really.


Runners Up:

Cate Blanchett in Givenchy Haute Couture
Jennifer Lawrence in Calvin Klein
Jennifer Hudson in Atelier Versace
Mandy Moore in Monique Lhullier


Wednesday, February 23, 2011

For The Boys


Well hellooo Mr. Porter....


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Yes, you read that correctly: Motorcycle Designer.


So, I realize that my past few posts have been a little "Lady-driven". Nail polish, Kate Spade, Love, Red Carpet...Ok fine. Most of my past few posts have been for the ladies. What can I say? You have to "write what you know", right?

Well, in an effort to become a little more dude-friendly, I figured - this one's for the boys today.

This week saw the release of the soon-to-be powersite of male fashion - MrPorter.com. Born from the geniuses (and super-awesome-Power-Woman-founder Natalie Massenet) behind Net-a-porter.com, this site helps commemorate the 10th anniversary of the e-tail superpower, and carries over 60 very fashionable, painfully manly lines. Everything from Comme des Garçons and Yves Saint Laurent to Ralph Lauren and James Perse. This is where the classy gents go to shop. Or, at least, to ogle and lust after the style, the cuts, the fabric...the painful coolness.

I mean, take this for example - The Style Council, a group of men who share with the Mr. Porter man their recommendations on their favorite restaurants, favorite city, style icon - even underwear brand. Not to mention that the Council has some pretty exciting members. In addition to Hugh Jackman (ha) and Pharrell Williams, the list includes men from the wide -ish diaspora of the handsome/stylish/rich set and/or the old/stylish/crazy set. Designers, Actors, Actor/Models, Fashion Editors, architects, restaurateurs, architect/restaurateurs, photographers, musicians, artists, motorcycle designers, etc etc, all give their lives of experience - all in the name of style.

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Chef (and general sexy man) Tom Aikens (no relation), a member of the Style Council, prefers Calvin Kleins


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Pharrell Williams, a former "Best Dressed Man in the World" (Esquire, 2005) wears Spongebob toe socks.


And as though this think tank of style isn't cool enough on it's own, my favorite aspect of the site is a current feature entitled: THE ESSENTIALS.

32 items that every man needs in their closet and where (on their site, of course) they can find them. Accompanying them: photographs of sexy, sexy men just being cool in their essentials.

Like so:



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Mr. McQueen in #25: Persol 714 sunglasses



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The King in #05 - Casual Shirts

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Cassel in #01: Blue Suit


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James Dean in #32 - James Dean



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Marlon in #06: T-Shirts


Also worthy of note: Style Icons, the section which quickly details Style Icons (both living and passed on) and shows the reader what to buy/wear to look like him.


So, that's my foray in to the Gentleman's World for today. If you happen to be a lady and you found yourself reading this post - and it piqued your stylistic interest - then definitely check out this blog my friend recently introduced me to: Tomboy Style. Obsessed.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Primp Your Nest - Greige

As in "gray" and "beige". As in e'griege'ously fabulous. As in...I'm having too much fun with this. Yes, "griege". It's an obnoxiously celebrity-couplesque name for a really awesome color. A color which, I might add, is currently residing upon my fingertips - hence the nature of this post. I've decided that, in addition to my monthly installments of "Movie Nerd" and the upcoming "Craft Weirdo" (ok, that name needs work...), I might as well start one discussing fashion and beauty trends. Or just things I like in that vein that have nothing to do with trends. Whatever. I do what I want!

Back to nail polish. Those poor, few, clearly misguided men who've stumbled upon this post (and any females who have either a a.) general disdain for nails or b.) habit of biting said finger accessories) can look away now. I'm sure there's something to your liking on tv. Catch up on that book. Go solve the budget crisis. Pursue your true passion, etc. etc.. I'm talkin' nails.

That's not to say that I, personally, am a girl who invests time, money or effort in manicures. I'm too fidgety to sit for one and too clumsy to keep them looking nice. Chippies and smudges abound in my life. Not to mention, I'm cheap. Actually, I prefer the term "Frugal-American". This, my friends, is where "greige" comes in. It's the no-polish polish. It keeps me looking all put together and adult and whatnot, without sacrificing my time and effort on touch ups. And by "time and effort on touch ups" I mean: "time worrying about the chip but actually doing nothing about it until I look like a deranged 13-year-old who got into her mom's nail polish supply again". With greige, because it's so mellow and chic and classy, chips rarely bother me.

This hybrid grey, beige, coffee and cream color is hardly new on the scene. The color's been seen on everyone's nails from Lily Allen to Gwenyth Paltrow, and, per usual, can be pinpointed to the release of a certain Chanel nail color. In this case, two actually. Two of the colors released as part of Chanel's Spring 2010 collection, Les Impressions de Chanel, Particulière and Inattendu spawned a mild frenzy, likened to the Jade debaucle of 2009, though much, much less...unreasonable.

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Though, if you're not willing to shell out $23 a BOTTLE for (granted, Chanel) nail polish, there are always alternatives. Such as:


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essie's Sand Tropez from their most recent collection: French Affair. $8.00
(this one's on my nails as I type, practically chip-free!)


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Another essie goodie - Mink Muffs (from, I believe, their Winter 2009 Collection - Cuddle With Color) - available on Amazon.com


And the color that, for me, started it all - Grey Suede from Revlon's Summer 2010 Collection! Available at your local drug store for under $5 (I think)

Monday, February 14, 2011

Obsessed: Kate Spade + Valentine's Day = Awesome


I'll admit it. I love Kate Spade. Yes, the bags and the shoes and jewelry, clothes and housewares are all...painfully fabulous. But what I really love is Kate's world. A world in which color and glamour and pretty things rule. Ultimate girliness - but not in that creepy, infantile way - it's girly but womanly. You put on something from Kate Spade and you feel...powerful.






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Not to mention that Kate Spade's book, Occasions, made me - for a while - seriously consider becoming a professional event planner. Alas, I've settled for the occasional failed theme party. However, I still have wild aspirations to someday be so aesthetically capable as Ms. Spade.




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So in honor of that most unholy of unholy days (Valentine's Day) I figured I'd also share B Mine - a collection of Valentine's e-cards, as designed by "friends of Kate Spade". Check them out! Your Valentine (or friend, sister, mother, coworker, co-commiserator in the black hole of commercialism, contempt and saturated fat that is this 'holiday', to whom you may be better off sending these). Their adorable designs make it all ok.

Lauren Hasting's design



Caitlin McGauley's precious french bulldog will be your Valentine
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Monday, February 7, 2011

Movie Nerd: My Favorite Films of 2010 (That I've Seen So Far...)

Hello my faithful readers! Welcome to my soon-to-been monthly installment of Movie Nerd! The plan: once I month, I, your Blogger Extraordinaire, will rant, wax poetic, blather, gush, drone, what-have-you about movies - for your benefit! Lucky you. My love of movies is well documented, both on this blog and in my general life. I love them. Old movies, new movies, good ones, bad ones (ok, well...not bad ones) - I can't help myself. If I won a bagillion dollars and never had to actually work a day in my life, I would probably just watch movies all day. After I traveled the world. And snuggled a bunch of puppies. And solved world hunger. And written something of consequence. And paid someone to follow Sarah Palin around all day and make this noise constantly.

...............Ok so I wouldn't JUST watch movies. But it'd take up a fair amount of time.

Alright - back to the issue at hand. So, I decided that for my first official edition of Movie Nerd, and in honor of the upcoming Oscars, that I'd quickly discuss my favorite films of the year. Keep in mind, there are several (read: many) movies that I didn't get a chance to see yet - The Fighter, True Grit, 127 Hours, Blue Valentine, Winter's Bone...not even Harry Potter! Needless to say, I need to pick up my game. Well, here they are - in no particular order, my favorite movies of 2010!



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Ok, I know that I said that these would be in no particular order, but I cannot help myself. This is my number one. I thought this movie was stunningly genius. Natalie Portman was incredible and visceral, and the writing and cinematography were both equally impressive. I thought that the film explored themes of the fragmentation of self (the mirrors were GD brilliant) and self-destruction and deftly handled the delicate nature of Nina's highly damaged and stunted (physically, emotionally, psychologically and, most importantly sexually) personality. Her relationship with her mother is sick, but fascinating at a critical level - and her (spoiler alert: ultimately fatal) rebellion against her and discovery of her burgeoning (if not past-due) sexuality are key to the film (guys, I wasn't kidding when I called this installment Movie Nerd). Black Swan was directed by Aronofsky, the same guy who did Requiem For a Dream, a movie that you most likely flinch at the mention of if you've seen it - and I think the same is true for those who've seen Black Swan. Aronofsky seems to have a penchant for movies that deal with psychophysiological festering and a shattering or fragmentation of the mind, and this is present in both films, but honestly (and no offense to Jared Leto or Ms. Jennifer Connelly), the acting in Black Swan was just mind-blowing. Ok. I'll reel it in. Basically, if you haven't seen it - you should. The end.

Exit Through The Gift Shop is a really smart, very funny movie?documentary?mockumentary? about arguably the most controversial genre of modern art - street art. Banksy, the genius godfather of street art and director of the film has befuddled us all once more. Exit is (allegedly) about French-born, L.A. resident Thierry Guetta and how he (allegedly) became Mr. Brainwash, a "famous" "artist" overnight. The film also has a fair amount of speculation and controversy surrounding it - is it real? Is it fake? But what it deals with most is that nagging question: what is art? Is real art able to exist in the face of commodification?


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Ok, I honestly don't even think I have to justify myself here. If you didn't cry at this movie you are a heartless, soulless succubus from the bowels of Hell. If your heart didn't melt at the beauty and bittersweetness of true friendship, then you are a sad, strange little man. And you have my pity. And- fine. ok. Maybe I, a recently graduated human thrust into the world of grownups, found something really touching and on point about how Toy Story 3 dealt with setting childish things aside.


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Ok, I'm a little biased. I love Colin Firth. He can do no wrong in my mind. That face. That sweater-wearing ability. That inimitable talent. Now, add to the pot: Geoffrey Rush, Helena Bonham-Carter (or as my mom called her - Helen Baumgarter......swing and a miss, Mum), excellent writing and a truly inspiring and moving story, and you have one of the year's best movies. For those who haven't heard, The King's Speech chronicles the relationship that developed between King George VI and his speech therapist, Aussie "Dr." Lionel Logue. But more than the tale of an unlikely friendship, the movie explores the story of a kind and loving father and husband, a somewhat bullied brother, and a secretly strong man thrust into and ultimately overcoming seemingly insurmountable odds. Never mind the fact that it was actually quite funny at times, had an adorable bird-themed bedtime story, several impressive strings of glorious swears, and the fact that Colin Firth, whilst discussing the film, claimed that they worked hard to make it so that it didn't end up "Crocodile Dundee meets Lord Snooty". Like I said - I love him.


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Ah, fak yarh I'm such a suckah farh an awthentic Bahston moovie. Who would've known that Ben Affleck was such a legit directah? If you can decipher the first sentence, then chances are, you grew up in and/or around Boston, like me. I was very impressed with the acting*, with Renner (above) impressing more than the others. It was one of those movies that handled action with the enthusiasm of someone who uses said action to further the plot (does that make sense? no? Oh well...). Although, I must say - I did get reeal anxious during the North End chase sequence. There are way too many old Italian ladies shuffling around in real life and I kept expecting them to run one over. It's only a movie, it's only a movie, it's only a movie.


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What to say about The Social Network. For starters, the trailer was the bomb dot com. Jesse Eisenberg was killer. Andrew Garfield was soooo underrated (plus he is super adorable). I am putting BIG (proverbial) money on this movie cleaning up at the Oscars. Smartly written, controversial and relevant, this is definitely going to be one of those movies that people will keep talking about for a very long time.**

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Alright, guys - last one. INCEPTION. C'mon. This was a smart ass movie. Mind bending, stylish, very well-acted - this was one of those movies that managed to straddle the gap between artistic intention and box-office success. Ok, yes - I loves me my Leo, my JGL, my Tom Hardy and Marion - but far and away the star of this movie (the one you don't see) was Christopher Nolan. This guy has directed some of my favorite films of all time (Dark Knight, Memento) and let's face it - brother's got talent! I think one of my favorite aspects of his signature films is the fact that where he can, he opts to avoid CGI. It gives everything a much more gritty feel, and it allows you to stay in the film as opposed to stopping and going "Huh. That's not real..." (like I usually do).**


So, there you have it my friends! Let me know if you liked/disliked any of these - or if you know of any movies that I didn't list before that I should add to my list to see!


*Blake Lively was miserable.

** These two movies have both inspired AWESOME parodies by the same people, Atomic Productions: The Brocial Network and Inebriation

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Love.

I try, very hard, to be what I think is "rational" as often as I can. I have very cynical tendencies. Though I may appreciate the devotion of certain "Hollywood" types with thousands of children, in my heart of hearts I will not be surprised when there is an ugly breakup. I sometimes hate people (mostly in waiting lines, on the train, etc.) for no reason. I have a physically negative reaction to most children between the age of 8-18. You know, the usual East Coast, bitter, single woman, curmudgeon-before-her-age stuff. I'm such a Miranda.

But then, there are some things that get me in that soft, gooey, absurdly girly romantic place. Yes, this is a picture-driven post, and sure, maybe it's also a little driven by the creeping, ever soul-crushing, sappiest of sappy (boy, I'm using a lot of adjectives today...) holidays - Valentine's Day. [Keep in mind, this post is coming from a girl who in the past has spent that same holiday cuddling with close friends, watching The Notebook (crying, lamenting loneliness) and then Kill Bill, Vol. 1 (soaking in violence and badassery), and/or by taking a road trip to a $1 Chinese Buffet restaurant, getting carryout and then eating chips, popsicles and leftover Chinese food while watching 30 Rock with friends. What can I say? I'm an old fashioned girl...]

But there are, as there must be, things that will always allow me to retain that faith in 'love'. Chief among those things are black and white photos of old timey kisses, people looking at people with unadulterated love in their eyes (it happens, believe it or not), old people holding hands, It's a Wonderful Life, general genuine love, and tipsy Irish middle-aged couples who, whilst walking down the middle of the street pull each other close and sing to each other a little bit too loudly and smile a little too deliriously and giggle and slow dance and forget that there's a world around them. That kind of stuff. Stuff like this:



Michael Caine and the Wifey



Dr. King and Coretta



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If anyone knows the name or artist of this photo I'd REALLY love to know - I've had it for a while and I have no idea how it came into my possession, what it's called, etc etc. And I love it ever so.



I've always found that the ability to sleep well together is a key indicator of being able to be well together.


That seems dangerous. Dangerous and adorable.


What red-blooded woman hasn't dreamt of a "running into yourself"-esque moment like this?


Scandalous!





Oh - and Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward. If he and I could never be, I'm glad he found a woman like her.


"Why go out for a hamburger when you have steak at home?"



That would be the aforementioned look of love. Right there in those baby blues.












There is just so much adorable love here. They're having much too much fun together.