Somewhere on the Upper East Side, a jacket starts to take shape...
Double Face Wool
Sleeve Cap Detail
Friday, April 30, 2010
Tease Two
OK my taffetadarlings, here is a peek at another new piece!
Somewhere on the Upper East Side, a jacket starts to take shape...
Somewhere on the Upper East Side, a jacket starts to take shape...
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Coincidence
Do you still believe in coincidence? Let me tell you this - there is no such thing as coincidence. Everything happens for a reason and you are the cause of everything that happens or will ever happen to you.
I know, some of you would say I'm talking nonsense. A few years back I would have agreed with you. But I learnt that if you look at the bigger picture and you become aware of the big picture and you stand outside of you observing yourself and your life, you will soon realize that every event, everything that happened to you had happened in the most perfect way imaginable.
As such, I have stopped blaming others for my misfortunes. Firstly, blaming others means you are not taking responsibility for what happened. Not taking responsibility means you are giving control to that person you blame. In other words, you are the poor, helpless victim.
Secondly, do be aware that you are the cause of your own misfortune. It's difficult to comprehend this at first. I mean, how can you say that I cause my own sickness? It would be madness to tell a victim of a robbery that he or she was robbed because he or she wanted it! Ridiculous right?
Well, not really. In actual fact, everything that happens to us must first come to us by the way of attraction. We are like magnets that attract things and events into our lives.
Take for example, you and your neighbour work nights and both of you walk back home every night. You get robbed twice but your neighbour is unharmed. Why? Are you more unlucky than your neighbour?
The answer lies in your beliefs. Probably you believe that people are basically bad and dishonest. Or you are always fearful of being robbed because you heard a lot of such robbery cases. Your negative beliefs attract the negative energies creating a physical manifestation that resulted in you being robbed!
Your neighbour on the other hand, probably believes that people are basically good. Her positive beliefs in turn attract positive energies and therefore she gets home safe and well.
Now you may not believe that people are bad, but probably you did something dishonest at work and this guilty feeling will also attract the negative energies because you subconsciously believe that you should be punished for your dishonesty.
Some of you may lash out at me and say this is complete rubbish! You may ask, do you mean that those people who perished in the recent earthquake in Haiti deserve it because they attracted the misfortune to themselves?
To answer this, I will not say yes or no. That's because I'm not fully enlightened to provide an answer to such a question!
But personally, I would say there is no coincidence in life. Things happen for a reason, and if you happen to be a victim of an earthquake or a tornado or a tsunami, you are probably there at the right time and the right moment for some reason.
Everything is happening perfectly. There are no chaos or random events although they may not seem to be so.
That is why do not fight life. Do not fight events and circumstances in your life. Instead accept them and go with the flow. Start thinking positively and create positive energies. Even though it may seem that your life is fated, I believe that we are in this world to create and re-create.
You can change your fate. You can change your beliefs. And as such, you can change your life for the better.
For more information on this topic, read books by the following authors - Deepak Chopra, Wayne W Dyer, Neale Donald Walsch, Christopher Stone, Shakti Gawain, Esther Hicks, Masaru Emoto, Eckhart Tolle.
Note: I am taking a break from my usual Bali travel posts. They will be back in my next upcoming post, so stay tuned : )
I know, some of you would say I'm talking nonsense. A few years back I would have agreed with you. But I learnt that if you look at the bigger picture and you become aware of the big picture and you stand outside of you observing yourself and your life, you will soon realize that every event, everything that happened to you had happened in the most perfect way imaginable.
As such, I have stopped blaming others for my misfortunes. Firstly, blaming others means you are not taking responsibility for what happened. Not taking responsibility means you are giving control to that person you blame. In other words, you are the poor, helpless victim.
Secondly, do be aware that you are the cause of your own misfortune. It's difficult to comprehend this at first. I mean, how can you say that I cause my own sickness? It would be madness to tell a victim of a robbery that he or she was robbed because he or she wanted it! Ridiculous right?
Well, not really. In actual fact, everything that happens to us must first come to us by the way of attraction. We are like magnets that attract things and events into our lives.
Take for example, you and your neighbour work nights and both of you walk back home every night. You get robbed twice but your neighbour is unharmed. Why? Are you more unlucky than your neighbour?
The answer lies in your beliefs. Probably you believe that people are basically bad and dishonest. Or you are always fearful of being robbed because you heard a lot of such robbery cases. Your negative beliefs attract the negative energies creating a physical manifestation that resulted in you being robbed!
Your neighbour on the other hand, probably believes that people are basically good. Her positive beliefs in turn attract positive energies and therefore she gets home safe and well.
Now you may not believe that people are bad, but probably you did something dishonest at work and this guilty feeling will also attract the negative energies because you subconsciously believe that you should be punished for your dishonesty.
Some of you may lash out at me and say this is complete rubbish! You may ask, do you mean that those people who perished in the recent earthquake in Haiti deserve it because they attracted the misfortune to themselves?
To answer this, I will not say yes or no. That's because I'm not fully enlightened to provide an answer to such a question!
But personally, I would say there is no coincidence in life. Things happen for a reason, and if you happen to be a victim of an earthquake or a tornado or a tsunami, you are probably there at the right time and the right moment for some reason.
Everything is happening perfectly. There are no chaos or random events although they may not seem to be so.
That is why do not fight life. Do not fight events and circumstances in your life. Instead accept them and go with the flow. Start thinking positively and create positive energies. Even though it may seem that your life is fated, I believe that we are in this world to create and re-create.
You can change your fate. You can change your beliefs. And as such, you can change your life for the better.
For more information on this topic, read books by the following authors - Deepak Chopra, Wayne W Dyer, Neale Donald Walsch, Christopher Stone, Shakti Gawain, Esther Hicks, Masaru Emoto, Eckhart Tolle.
Note: I am taking a break from my usual Bali travel posts. They will be back in my next upcoming post, so stay tuned : )
FIRST COMMENTER
Sneak Peek
I promised last week to post some of the new styles I've been working on lately. Life happens and I keep getting sidetracked, so I'm not as far along as I had hoped. But, here's a little preview my taffetadarlings...
Silk Double Knit
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Why I Must Visit Tanah Lot Again!
By the time you finish reading this post, you will know why I must visit Tanah Lot again!
And it has nothing to do with Tanah Lot being so nice and beautiful that I must go there again. Nope, there is another reason but it will be revealed later in this post, so keep reading!
But before that, let me recap my second day in Bali. I had a nice massage in the morning then went for delicious Nasi Padang lunch at Natrabu before proceeding to Pura Taman Ayun to see the magnificent merus.
There were four of us on this trip - 2 guys and 2 girls. One more guy would be joining us before the day was over. It was unlucky for him as his boss rejected his leave due to some urgent matters despite an earlier approval. For this, he had to fork out an additional RM200 due to flight changes penalty. I really think his boss should pay for it!!
Anyway, the poor guy could not make it in time to join us for our next destination which was Pura Tanah Lot, which literally translates to Temple Of Land In The Sea.
This is the entrance to Tanah Lot beach.
Do you like that beautiful looking gate?
Oh, before reach this gate, we went through rows and rows of souvenir stalls and I saw something that caught of my eye.
Obscene? Not to the Balinese!
I should have bought some of these souvenirs back, shouldn't I? I did not know why I did not but OK, this is a good reason to return to Bali for a second visit. Haha!
But no, THIS is NOT the reason why I must visit Tanah Lot again! Keep reading, yes? : )
Passing through the gate, I saw this statue and I posed for a photo here.
Now of course you don't see me in this photo because I do not reveal my face online! Haha!
I always take 2 photos of the same scenery during my travel, one with me in it and the other without. The ones without me in them would be placed in this blog. Haha!
Of course the photos without me look much better....and no, please don't jump to conclusions!! It has nothing to do with me being in the photos! The reason why photos with me in them do not look so nice is because those photos were taken by other people and therefore, the quality is NOT guaranteed. Haha!!
OK, I guess none of you is laughing, so let's move on....: )
There were quite a lot of people that day. I did not like so many people but it was going to be sunset soon and most people come here for the sunset.
It was said that Tanah Lot looked really spectacular during the sunset. I was so excited!
That's the Tanah Lot temple in the photo above!
Yes, it's actually just a temple standing on a rock formation in the sea!
The above is another much smaller rock formation next to the Tanah Lot temple.
Located at the southwest coast of Bali, about 20km from Denpasar, Pura Tanah Lot (or Tanah Lot Temple) is said to be founded by the 16th century priest, Nirartha, one of the last priests to come to Bali from Java.
One of the most famous temples out of the total of 7 sea temples along the Bali coastline, Tanah Lot is dedicated to the guardian spirits of the sea. The temple itself is also guarded by poisonous sea snakes that inhabit the caves below.
As the temple is surrounded by water, it would not be usually accessible during high tide. However, even during low tide, visitors are not allowed to enter the temple. As such, we could only view the temple from afar.
There were other temples on the main land and I took a photo of one of the temples' entrance.
Notice the similar looking gate structure? I think I am beginning to love Balinese architecture!
As it was going to be sunset soon, I quickly scouted around for a good location to take sunset pictures! I climbed up the walkway and reached rows of restaurants at the edge of a cliff facing the sea.
It would be nice to dine here and take photos of the sunset!
Alas, it was not to be!
Both my female friends complained of headaches due to the heat and wanted to return to their hotel room! I could not believe it!
I had come all the way to Tanah Lot famous for its spectacular sunset ......to miss the sunset? No! No! No! Nooooo!!!!
I protested but there seemed to be little choice for me. One of my female friends looked really sick and she was suffering from nausea due to the headache and could hardly walk any further. We had only one driver to take us around so it was decided that we leave Tanah Lot.
Actually, come to think of it, the ladies could have just rested in the car while we guys continued to enjoy the sunset. Oh well!! It was such a wasted opportunity and my biggest regret during this Bali trip!
So I could only take a few more photos of Tanah Lot before we left.
And that's the reason why I must return to Tanah Lot again .... for the spectacular sunset!
Of course, I will make sure those 2 ladies will not be there with me! Haha!
Anyone game to be my travel partner for my second Bali trip?
And it has nothing to do with Tanah Lot being so nice and beautiful that I must go there again. Nope, there is another reason but it will be revealed later in this post, so keep reading!
But before that, let me recap my second day in Bali. I had a nice massage in the morning then went for delicious Nasi Padang lunch at Natrabu before proceeding to Pura Taman Ayun to see the magnificent merus.
There were four of us on this trip - 2 guys and 2 girls. One more guy would be joining us before the day was over. It was unlucky for him as his boss rejected his leave due to some urgent matters despite an earlier approval. For this, he had to fork out an additional RM200 due to flight changes penalty. I really think his boss should pay for it!!
Anyway, the poor guy could not make it in time to join us for our next destination which was Pura Tanah Lot, which literally translates to Temple Of Land In The Sea.
This is the entrance to Tanah Lot beach.
Do you like that beautiful looking gate?
Oh, before reach this gate, we went through rows and rows of souvenir stalls and I saw something that caught of my eye.
Obscene? Not to the Balinese!
I should have bought some of these souvenirs back, shouldn't I? I did not know why I did not but OK, this is a good reason to return to Bali for a second visit. Haha!
But no, THIS is NOT the reason why I must visit Tanah Lot again! Keep reading, yes? : )
Passing through the gate, I saw this statue and I posed for a photo here.
Now of course you don't see me in this photo because I do not reveal my face online! Haha!
I always take 2 photos of the same scenery during my travel, one with me in it and the other without. The ones without me in them would be placed in this blog. Haha!
Of course the photos without me look much better....and no, please don't jump to conclusions!! It has nothing to do with me being in the photos! The reason why photos with me in them do not look so nice is because those photos were taken by other people and therefore, the quality is NOT guaranteed. Haha!!
OK, I guess none of you is laughing, so let's move on....: )
There were quite a lot of people that day. I did not like so many people but it was going to be sunset soon and most people come here for the sunset.
It was said that Tanah Lot looked really spectacular during the sunset. I was so excited!
That's the Tanah Lot temple in the photo above!
Yes, it's actually just a temple standing on a rock formation in the sea!
The above is another much smaller rock formation next to the Tanah Lot temple.
Located at the southwest coast of Bali, about 20km from Denpasar, Pura Tanah Lot (or Tanah Lot Temple) is said to be founded by the 16th century priest, Nirartha, one of the last priests to come to Bali from Java.
One of the most famous temples out of the total of 7 sea temples along the Bali coastline, Tanah Lot is dedicated to the guardian spirits of the sea. The temple itself is also guarded by poisonous sea snakes that inhabit the caves below.
As the temple is surrounded by water, it would not be usually accessible during high tide. However, even during low tide, visitors are not allowed to enter the temple. As such, we could only view the temple from afar.
There were other temples on the main land and I took a photo of one of the temples' entrance.
Notice the similar looking gate structure? I think I am beginning to love Balinese architecture!
As it was going to be sunset soon, I quickly scouted around for a good location to take sunset pictures! I climbed up the walkway and reached rows of restaurants at the edge of a cliff facing the sea.
It would be nice to dine here and take photos of the sunset!
Alas, it was not to be!
Both my female friends complained of headaches due to the heat and wanted to return to their hotel room! I could not believe it!
I had come all the way to Tanah Lot famous for its spectacular sunset ......to miss the sunset? No! No! No! Nooooo!!!!
I protested but there seemed to be little choice for me. One of my female friends looked really sick and she was suffering from nausea due to the headache and could hardly walk any further. We had only one driver to take us around so it was decided that we leave Tanah Lot.
Actually, come to think of it, the ladies could have just rested in the car while we guys continued to enjoy the sunset. Oh well!! It was such a wasted opportunity and my biggest regret during this Bali trip!
So I could only take a few more photos of Tanah Lot before we left.
And that's the reason why I must return to Tanah Lot again .... for the spectacular sunset!
Of course, I will make sure those 2 ladies will not be there with me! Haha!
Anyone game to be my travel partner for my second Bali trip?
FIRST COMMENTER
Monday, April 26, 2010
Speed
Design is my passion and it doesn’t apply solely to fashion. I find creativity and beauty in architecture, furniture, fine arts, and even cars. I admit that I DO, in fact, care what a guy drives!
When my parents first got married, they both had Jaguar XKEs – my dad a black one and my mom a blue one. After my sister was born, they got rid of them in exchange for a more practical, family car. No, they didn’t go for the minivan -- this was back in the days of the station wagon. Remember those? Yeah, I tried to forget also. Our station wagon didn’t have the wood paneled doors, but it did have carpeting in the back thanks to my dad! My sister and I used to lounge back there on long road trips and play “I Spy.”
I don’t think my dad ever got past the loss of his Jag. He bought a couple of “fixer-uppers” over the years -- a Sunbeam Alpine and an Austin Healey, if I recall correctly. I was kind of a tomboy at the time and I really enjoyed helping him with his projects and learning a bit about carburetors and catalytic converters!
My sister got a cute little (and I do mean LITTLE) MG Midget when she turned 16. It was used and it was cheap, but it was red and it was technically, a sports car! I was jealous. I used to feel so cool riding to school with her even though the car was so tiny and low to the ground, we could feel every pebble on the road. It was actually kind of scary, but we would never have admitted that. And, it was freezing in the winter time with its flimsy soft top/roof.
One day, the midget died (or “little car” as I like to call it – more PC, ya know) and my sister upgraded to an old Porsche 914. The car was chrome yellow (she was going through a “yellow phase” at the time). Again, I was jealous. Again, the car was used and cheap. But after all, it was a PORSCHE!
Finally, it was my turn to drive! I imagined all of my favorite cars and which one I would choose. I scanned the newspaper and circled used DeLoreans – I was obsessed with the gull wings at the time. I went to used car lots with my dad and looked at several sports cars and pictured myself behind the wheel. I was so excited!
So, what did I end up with? A 1979, Volkswagen Rabbit. Silver. Four-speed stick shift with bad shocks. Not at all what I imagined. But, that’s not why I crashed it into a telephone pole after only 6 months. Nope, that’s because I was being incredibly careless. Thank God I got incredibly lucky and walked (or limped) away from the wreckage.
After that scary incident, I think my parents felt sorry for me! I had always wanted an Opel GT and we found and old rusty one that my dad got as another "fixer-upper." It is a pretty rare car and as I found out, it’s impossible to find parts. This was before the age of the Internet and we had to rely on car publications for information. I remember calling Germany week after week for some sort of headlight cable.
Anyway, I loved this car. Sadly, it never left our garage. I spent all summer on my back – on a mechanic’s creeper, fixing an oil leak! I invested hours upon hours to scraping rust, filling holes with body putty and sanding. We finally called it quits because we just weren’t able to get the parts the car needed in order to actually RUN! Brokenhearted, I had to say good-bye to my Opel. I ended up with a Subaru. It was RED.
Gary Numan's Cars, 1979
I’ve been a New Yorker for so many years now, I forget what it’s like to own a car. Unfortunately, I have never had the vehicle of my dreams, but there is still time! I’m not sure why, but I’ve always been a car aficionado, even as a kid. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that my Grandmother drove a Fiat. She also had an Alfa Romeo and a 300 ZX, among others. I thought she was awesome.
1963, Jaguar XKE
When my parents first got married, they both had Jaguar XKEs – my dad a black one and my mom a blue one. After my sister was born, they got rid of them in exchange for a more practical, family car. No, they didn’t go for the minivan -- this was back in the days of the station wagon. Remember those? Yeah, I tried to forget also. Our station wagon didn’t have the wood paneled doors, but it did have carpeting in the back thanks to my dad! My sister and I used to lounge back there on long road trips and play “I Spy.”
Seventies station wagon - this looks just like ours!
I don’t think my dad ever got past the loss of his Jag. He bought a couple of “fixer-uppers” over the years -- a Sunbeam Alpine and an Austin Healey, if I recall correctly. I was kind of a tomboy at the time and I really enjoyed helping him with his projects and learning a bit about carburetors and catalytic converters!
vintage Sunbeam Alpine
vintage Austin Healey
My sister got a cute little (and I do mean LITTLE) MG Midget when she turned 16. It was used and it was cheap, but it was red and it was technically, a sports car! I was jealous. I used to feel so cool riding to school with her even though the car was so tiny and low to the ground, we could feel every pebble on the road. It was actually kind of scary, but we would never have admitted that. And, it was freezing in the winter time with its flimsy soft top/roof.
MG Midget
One day, the midget died (or “little car” as I like to call it – more PC, ya know) and my sister upgraded to an old Porsche 914. The car was chrome yellow (she was going through a “yellow phase” at the time). Again, I was jealous. Again, the car was used and cheap. But after all, it was a PORSCHE!
Porsche 914
Finally, it was my turn to drive! I imagined all of my favorite cars and which one I would choose. I scanned the newspaper and circled used DeLoreans – I was obsessed with the gull wings at the time. I went to used car lots with my dad and looked at several sports cars and pictured myself behind the wheel. I was so excited!
the DeLorean
So, what did I end up with? A 1979, Volkswagen Rabbit. Silver. Four-speed stick shift with bad shocks. Not at all what I imagined. But, that’s not why I crashed it into a telephone pole after only 6 months. Nope, that’s because I was being incredibly careless. Thank God I got incredibly lucky and walked (or limped) away from the wreckage.
1979, VW Rabbit
After that scary incident, I think my parents felt sorry for me! I had always wanted an Opel GT and we found and old rusty one that my dad got as another "fixer-upper." It is a pretty rare car and as I found out, it’s impossible to find parts. This was before the age of the Internet and we had to rely on car publications for information. I remember calling Germany week after week for some sort of headlight cable.
vintage Opel GT
Anyway, I loved this car. Sadly, it never left our garage. I spent all summer on my back – on a mechanic’s creeper, fixing an oil leak! I invested hours upon hours to scraping rust, filling holes with body putty and sanding. We finally called it quits because we just weren’t able to get the parts the car needed in order to actually RUN! Brokenhearted, I had to say good-bye to my Opel. I ended up with a Subaru. It was RED.
me and my Subaru in 1990
Sunday, April 25, 2010
"Blondie Ambition"
Debbie Harry is simply a Goddess. I pretty much worshiped her as a young girl and through my teenage years. I even went so far as to paint one of her album covers on the back of my jean jacket! Yes, I confess, I had a painted jean jacket -- several, in fact. And I painted for others! I guess you could say that I had a thriving little business in High School!
cover of Debbie Harry's solo album, KooKoo from 1981
(of all images, this is what I chose for the back of my jean jacket!)
Debbie was so stunningly beautiful in the 70’s and 80’s, but she also had a great sense of style and some killer pipes! She had a tremendous voice and she looked so sexy and so edgy, I wanted to be her. Unfortunately, I wasn’t allowed to dye my hair. I wasn’t even allowed to have pierced ears until age thirteen!
beautiful Blondie
I just posted about the decade that was the sensational seventies and I realized that I was lucky to be born into such a colorful period in time. Jeffrey, from Fashion by the Rules, reminded me of Studio 54 and the divine age of Disco. I can only imagine what it would have been like to be a part of that glamorous scene. How empowering to wear the revealing clothes, how exhilarating to dance all night and how surreal to meet Andy Warhol!
Debbie and her mates in 1978
Fashion of the Disco Age can be summed up in one word – SEXY! Or maybe SKIN. Or maybe STILETTO. At any rate, women like Bianca Jagger, Janice Dickinson, Ivana Trump and Jerry Hall frequented the notorious night club, Studio 54, dressed to kill. But, Debbie Harry did it better than anyone, in my opinion. She was always dressed to perfection, right down to her lip gloss.
decadence and disco balls
Debbie Harry circa 1978
I want to wear this outfit this weekend!
Harry set so many trends which we still interpret today. Madonna is an icon, no doubt, but who do you think went blonde first? Ms. Harry, obviously. One of my favs from the 80’s, Terri Nunn from the band Berlin, adopted Blondie’s “dip dye” hair style and I see people wearing versions of this look today on the streets of NYC.
Debbie accessories a plain white tee and plain white tank with her dip dye hair
My pal (and jewelry designer whose Cleopatra earrings are in the upcoming Sex and the City film), has been blogging recently about her obsession with “Double Denim.” In fact, so has fellow blogger and founder of IFB, Jennine Jacob. It seems “D-squared” (not the designer duo/twins) is coming back with a vengeance. Debby Harry was wearing this look over 30 years ago!
Debbie does denim!
I’m a sucker for stripes and for sailor influenced ensembles which Harry wore often. These looks are classic, but Blondie kept them cute and current by infusing her own sense of style.
wearing sailor stripes and a sailor collar
Debbie Harry, 1978
At nearly 65 years old, the gorgeous Debbie Harry is still turning heads and still as fashionable as ever.
Friday, April 23, 2010
Hello Seventies?
So, I have to apologize for completely skipping over the decade of the 70's in yesterdays post! Kristin from K-Line and WendyB both scolded me! But, be patient my darlings, I thought that the fantastic 70's could use a post of its own!
When I think about the 1970's I am reminded of pet rocks, mood rings, head bands, and of course, bell-bottoms which I was forced to wear! I used to feel so ridiculous in these trousers with giant circumference leg openings and I vowed NEVER to wear them so long as I had a say (i.e. after my mom stopped dressing me!). And I am proud to report, I have completely upheld my promise!
Just because I still have nightmares of horrible patchwork outfits (usually matching my sister) and lots of orange and brown, doesn't mean the entire era was a fashion fiasco! Unfortunately, I was too young to appreciate or even know about some of the fabulous styles that were happening around me.
Vintage apparel is "having a moment" lately, and many fashionistas and celebrities are opting to wear timeless perennial pieces because they actually seem newer and more novel than the typical red carpet frocks.
Vintage styles inspire fashion today. My very hip friend Evan, owner of the vintage shop FROCK in Nolita, NYC, shared a little secret with me the last time I visited the store. "You wouldn't believe how many designers buy pieces here for "inspiration" for their new collections," he said. Oh yes I would!!
YSL classic look from 1975
(left) 1970's mood ring, (right - 1978) me in a patchwork printed knit top, denim overall skirt, knee socks and Hush Puppies and my sister in something orange and plaid bell-bottoms. Scary!
Just because I still have nightmares of horrible patchwork outfits (usually matching my sister) and lots of orange and brown, doesn't mean the entire era was a fashion fiasco! Unfortunately, I was too young to appreciate or even know about some of the fabulous styles that were happening around me.
This is just awful -- what else can I say?
Even Yazoo and Alison Moyet said "Goodbye Seventies"
On the flip side - looking good in the 70's...
Halston and Bianca Jagger looking gorgeous in the 70's
Halston, 1972 silk jersey dress
Photo Credit: FIT Museum (click here to read my article for Lookonline.com on the FIT exhibit "Seduction")
Vintage apparel is "having a moment" lately, and many fashionistas and celebrities are opting to wear timeless perennial pieces because they actually seem newer and more novel than the typical red carpet frocks.
Emma Watson (left) in vintage 70's Ossie Clark at the 2009, Harry Potter premiere in London and beautiful jewelry designer, Wendy Brandes (right) in 2009 in her vintage Ossie dress (for more of Wendy in her vintage pieces, click here)
Vintage styles inspire fashion today. My very hip friend Evan, owner of the vintage shop FROCK in Nolita, NYC, shared a little secret with me the last time I visited the store. "You wouldn't believe how many designers buy pieces here for "inspiration" for their new collections," he said. Oh yes I would!!
WendyB in 2008 in her vintage Clovis Ruffin dress (left) and a similar style by Christian Francis Roth that I snapped at his Spring 2009 show
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