tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24696287521965563962024-02-22T00:21:13.237-08:00Eclectic RomanticOnly Wicked Sartorial GamesLydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-57245628983242941332013-04-08T09:44:00.000-07:002013-04-08T09:45:09.863-07:00iFriendship isn't quite as good<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Hello, everyone. I've all but abandoned this blog, so I guess this post might come as a bit of a shocker to some of you. The truth is, I don't know where else to write the things running through my mind; the Internet has given us the chance to be heard at the cost of having to outshout millions of others. So here I am, whispering, hoping for catharsis more than accolades.</div>
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Have you ever felt lost in your own time? Sickened by the beeping of machines, your friends' glazed smiles on Instagram, the redness in your eyes from too much screen time? I know I have. For days, weeks, months, I'm a content teenager lavishing in all our age has to offer. But then, all of a sudden, I look around and realize that I can't tell if I'm awake, or in some twisted dystopian nightmare.</div>
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I know this sounds raving mad (probably). But think about it:</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">How much time do you spend in the real world?</span><br />
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1. When you like something, do you:<br />
a) Share/like it on Facebook;<br />
b) Tweet about it;<br />
c) Write a blog post about it;<br />
d) Tell someone about it, face to face?<br />
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2. When it's someone's birthday, do you:<br />
a) Congratulate them on Facebook;<br />
b) Twitter;<br />
с) Instagram;<br />
d) In real life?<br />
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3. When you want to talk to a friend, do you:<br />
a) Message them;<br />
b) Text them;<br />
с) Call them;<br />
d) Meet up with them?<br />
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If you got mostly d's on this short and simple test, then allow me to congratulate you: you're a full-time resident of the real world. In all other cases... Well, welcome to the Lonely Cyber club.</div>
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What's that, you aren't lonely? You have over a thousand friends on Facebook who regularly like your status updates? Oh, yes, I'm sure they're the kind of friends who would stand by you through thick and thin.</div>
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You may think I'm rambling on and on, but I do have a point. I guess I just want to ask this:</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">In the pursuit of easier ways to connect with each other, did we forget about the inital goal?</span></div>
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Today, we can reach a friend across the planet, visit exotic sites without setting foot on foreign soil, discover people with interests similar to ours, all with the click of a mouse. And yet, somehow, these new technologies seem to have pushed us apart, breaking our unity, instead of bringing us closer together. The mere fact that I'm typing these words instead of ranting aloud to a friend proves this, I guess.</div>
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I suppose there isn't much more to say. I just wish we could somehow remember the beauty of laughter and fresh grass under our feet, and actually enjoy the moment instead of rushing off to Instagram it.</div>
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<b>Yours,</b><br />
<b>Alice</b>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-33867804171215012982012-08-05T06:06:00.003-07:002012-08-23T13:28:06.558-07:00This Side of ParadiseI suppose everyone has a certain special book that has acquired the status of their favorite through the years. For me that book is <i>This Side of Paradise</i> by F. Scott Fitzgerald, who is my favorite author to boot, which makes this literary masterpiece twice as important to me.<br />
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Now, I know very well about the whole <i>Gatsby</i> boom these days, which naturally has little to do with its value and much, much more to do with the impending movie release with DiCaprio, everyone's old favorite after <i>Titanic</i>. I have no desire to evaluate his talent as an actor (never having seen his work - I haven't watched <i>Titanic</i> to date out of pointless teenage principle) but I hate, hate, HATE the increasing hype. I can just visualise the weeks after the movie release: thousands of hip teenagers facebooking, tweeting, tumbling about their undying love for <i>The Great Gatsby</i> and Fitzgerald, even though they had doubtfully read the book, not to mention anything else by Fitzgerald.<br />
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I know I sound like a snob. It's partially intentional because I see no other way to get my thoughts across. I guess I'm just afraid of the typical sequence of events (that at only 17 years of age I've seen numerous times) that had followed anything remotely successful in a sickening vertigo. Let me tell you about this process, and halfway through my explanations you'll be nodding in agreement and finishing my sentences.<br />
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(1) The trailer is out, collecting 2374893275 Youtube views. It's passed around via social networks, repeatedly tweeted, discussed and critiqued by both amateurs and professionals. After a few days of this the public is sufficiently warmed up to this new cinematic addition.<br />
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(2) The public has from a few months to a year to warm up some more. The movie is taken to Tumblr level, the screenshots discussed, the actors dissected, and, naturally, the smart posers have already started their game by then. Manifestations of love for an author whose work they've never read are quite common at this stage.<br />
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(3) THE PREMIERE! HOW FANTASTIC! THE EFFECTS, THE ACTING, THE CLOTHES! LET'S LOVE THIS MOVIE TILL THE END! OMG THE GUY WHO WROTE THE BOOK IS A GENIUS!!!<br />
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(4) A few months later, the hype is so fanatic that a small group of fed-up individuals is formed to criticize the movie that everyone loved so much as well as the obsessed fans. The opposition slowly grows, hurling sarcastic and bitter critique along the way.<br />
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(5) A year later, the movie is such a drag. What did everyone see in it, anyway? It's cliche to like it now, which is why no fans are left except for the teenyboppers and those too slow to realize it's no longer COOL to like it. So dies the hype.<br />
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Maybe now you understand by distrust for a blockbuster based on my favorite author's most popular novel. I don't want something private that I love, a voice that speaks to me no matter what situation I'm in, to get engulfed first in a sea of enthusiastic yet ignorant well-wishers, then in a similar crowd of ignorant antagonists. I can't bear the idea of it.<br />
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Perhaps you think I'm just selfish and don't want to be mistaken for someone who only recently acquired an interest for his work. Well, that too.<br />
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Anyway, I should probably stop being macabre and wait for the movie. In the meantime, here's a set I made based on <i>This Side of Paradise</i> intended to reflect my vision of Rosalind. She's definitely not my favorite character (I choose Eleanor), but I like her sharp tongue and the way she deviates from the typical debutante. Plus she's daring. In reality, though, my reason for choosing her was her integral role in the book; she's basically the principal female heroine if one has to be chosen.<br />
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The set isn't ideally tailored to the 20's, so don't blame me for historical inaccuracy - it's a more modern look with vintage elements influenced by Rosalind's more playful childish side meshed with her love for a luxurious life. The main piece is sort of the way I pictured her famous pink dress, the one she first meets Amory in.<br />
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I suppose that's all for now. I really recommend the novel to anyone who hasn't read it yet - it's brilliant.<br />
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<b>'I know myself - but that is all',</b><br />
<b>Alice</b><br />
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Now, I don't know if I've told you this before, but I'm absolutely obsessed with the 1990 movie 'Cry-baby'. But then, I don't think anyone can remain indifferent towards it after watching - the characters are so lively, the music so rockin', and all of the decor and situations so deliciously tacky that, face it - you either love it or hate it.<br />
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Now, I tend to analyze everything from a sartorial point, which is why I've decided to attempt to recreate the style of my favourite (or possibly all) the characters from this delightful John Waters classic. (If I'm beginning to sound like a stuck-up movie critic person, that's because in reality, I'm not half as nice as I seem on the Internet. I'm a pretentious asshole. Deal with it.)<br />
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My absolute favourite character would certainly be Wanda Woodward. She's basically the epitome of cool: with that constant 'too good for you' bitchface, her slow sultry way of moving around, and her few but remarkable phrases, she's hard to miss. <i><span style="font-family: inherit;">"<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16.363636016845703px;">You wanna learn about America, Inga? In America, we like boys! </span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16.363636016845703px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We like hot boys! Boys with roaming hands and rushing fingers!</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16.363636016845703px;"> </span>"</i><br />
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Like some very gifted person once said before (sorry I don't remember who anymore) Wanda's style is basically bad-girl pinup. There are three very significant elements to her style, however, that should be accented: hair, specific clothes and POUT. ALL BEHOLD THE POWER OF THE ALL-MIGHTY WANDA POUT.<br />
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Everything depends on how far you're prepared to go, ranging from all-out cosplay/ideal portrayal to a casual interpretation of her style.<br />
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First off, if you really want to get that signature Wanda look, you'd better get your hair all voluminous and wild. I'm pretty sure hers is moderately curled in a classic pin-up style, partially ratted, perhaps with a few strands of fake hair. However, this is extreeemely time-consuming (true story from a gal who once spent an hour untangling her hair after ratting it wildly) and damaging to your hair; furthermore, you can't exactly do this every morning if you don't want to spend over an hour on your hair alone. Therefore, I'd suggest just a few spritzes of texturizing spray and - this is reeeally important - two barrettes pinning up the sides of your hair like Wanda's over here:<br />
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They will automatically give the rest of your hair a more voluminous look! Isn't that neat?<br />
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Next up are the clothes. The main thing to keep in mind is the color scheme (red, white, black) and the silhouette (extremely tight-fitting). I can think of two options for you, aspiring Wanda, on the spot. The first is a classic pin-up ensemble, the second is a lot more modern and tailored to our century, but believe me, it has the same smashing effect!<br />
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And the last element of Wanda is, as you know very well by now, THE POUT. Here, unfortunately, you're on your own: the pout cannot be taught, it can only be flaunted. I'm sad to say that although a certain degree of practice can help, it's generally hereditary, which is why so few of us rock the awesome POUT.</div>
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Alice!</div>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-11211024125416002532012-08-01T05:12:00.001-07:002012-08-01T06:58:39.348-07:00vintage hollywood horror timeI recently got re-obsessed with Polyvore. I added the 're' because I was pretty crazy about it two-three years ago. But, as things usually happen (at least in my world) I lost all my usernames and passwords and stuff so I had to create a new account from scratch. Thankfully, life in this bountiful Internet era is very pleasant and simple, so I was back on track in mere seconds.<br />
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I used to be terrified of anything that even hinted at being of the horror variety, but I recently started watching thrillers and mild horror movies, which has made me slightly more immune to their ah-factor. So now, I thrive on adrenaline.<br />
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This summer I decided to focus on something creepier than the typical floral/boho/tropical getaway themes you can generally encounter in magazines. I know scares are generally reserved for colder months, but face it, what can be creepier than being pulled underwater by a cthulhu-like beast? And can there be a stranger variety of horror movies than the one where a group of kids plans a road trip to their uncle's old cabin in the woods only to be gobbled up by fierce zombies? You gotta admit there's beauty in easygoing holidays gone wrong. Or maybe I'm some rare sort of psycho. I dunno.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">You know what happened? I got a like. Right after creating my first set. Seriously. Seconds after. Excited, I clicked through to see who appreciated it so much. And you know what I saw?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSBCRlbfdMAOT3AbP0AykVr9yBc5qn0c9oxU0WEalQdfvkgdXm8klTphYJYrcyc5FCE6zJElzWCmmvMAl3O8WKmiETqJrLMk7BDMvqynB19VTtAUH1qt-ZfXMAlSxyE0-bAYnK5nUq7sta/s1600/40769658984a95cb887934ac4f6f344e.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSBCRlbfdMAOT3AbP0AykVr9yBc5qn0c9oxU0WEalQdfvkgdXm8klTphYJYrcyc5FCE6zJElzWCmmvMAl3O8WKmiETqJrLMk7BDMvqynB19VTtAUH1qt-ZfXMAlSxyE0-bAYnK5nUq7sta/s640/40769658984a95cb887934ac4f6f344e.png" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> FML am such a FOREVER ALONEZZZ</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">...actually, that sounds way too unnatural to be something for a real teen to say. Ah well, mission failed. *goes back to knitting*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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PS: Oh, fun fact! I pasted a block of my writing over <a href="http://iwl.me/">here</a> and was told that, apparently, I write like H.P. Lovecraft, author of 'Call of Cthulhu'! I guess that's also what inspired me to write about these themes. I should probably read the book, too; it's pretty classic.<br />
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PPS: I tried I Write Like on a few chunks of my novel-in-progress and got the same result twice in a row! TALK ABOUT A COINCIDENCE, right?!?!<br />
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PPPS: I eventually got so inspired by this polyset (a neologism by moi; so cool, huh?) that I proceeded to paint my eyes bright blue. Below are pics from a half-look that's sort of a super tacky 80's version of 50's pulp sci-fi horror movies, if that makes sense? My top is super awesome polyester with a velvety feel from M & S (who knew they had anything remotely trashy, right?). My hair SHOULD be permed but the summer heat's made me too lazy for details.<br />
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Lately I've been feeling extremely fed up with all the clothes I've worn for the past year, even my whole image. All of my LB looks are pretentious quality photos of a hubris-stricken teenager striking generic poses. I guess they're kind of pretty, but I AM SICK AND TIRED OF BEING CONVENTIONALLY PRETTY. A few days ago my angst reached new heights: my frantic hands reached for the scissors, begging to chop of my hard-earned mane of hair off at the root. I drew things all over myself in an attempt to look less human. I don't know what prompted this, but somehow being merely a regular girl like everyone else I know is no longer enough. And posting typical Lookbook-worthy photos is sickening.<br />
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I want to focus on reflecting the vibes I feel around me, pull inspiration from the world I live in and my own fantasies and the books I read and the bad soap operas I chance upon on TV. I want to dress like no one else, but mostly LIKE MYSELF. Why is it that it's so hard?<br />
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Anyway, back to the present... I shot a few pics the other day wearing my new romper slash pyjamas. There's actually a funny story behind it: I was sure the pretty white star-sprangled thing I found on sale at Topshop was a regular 50's-style romper UNTIL I GOT TO CHECK-OUT. The cashier smiled sweetly at me, saying that underwear and PJ's were unrefundable. And then the reality of it all dawned on me... That same lady nearly kept me from buying the earrings I'm wearing in these pics, too. Bitch.<br />
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So here they are. I added loads of graininess and then chickened out. What I particularly love about rompers (I have two) is that they're ridiculously comfortable. Plus they take about three seconds to slip on and you're ready to go! Seize the day! Conquer the world! Whatever you want! Cool, huh?<br />
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Oh, fun fact: soccer is my absolute favourite sport. I can probably watch <i>She's the Man</i> for a bajilliion days in a row and never tire of it. I was actually positive I was brilliant at the sport until a few days ago, when my younger bro's playmate pwned me SO HARD. So these days I just stay at home in the safety of my own front yard and throw around a soccer ball with no witnesses. Yes, I know, I'm a sore loser.<br />
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This one probably shouldn't be my favourite, but it is, since I've always drawn a creepy sort of satisfaction out of stupid-looking pinup girls. So now I'm one of them, looking like I don't have a thought in my head. How cute.<br />
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Anyway, ta-ta<br />AliceLydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-65134450529361739952012-07-27T12:30:00.003-07:002012-07-27T12:30:47.357-07:00hey guys, it's me again<div style="text-align: justify;">
Yeah, I'm back. Did you miss me? Didja? Didja? It's going to take a lot of self-control to contain the whiny adolescent entity within me sobbing uncontrollably. It's like there's me, and there's my darker stereotypical teenager side that's always lurking around nearby, ready to settle in whenever I get a little on edge. Freaky.</div>
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Anyway, closer to the point - INFINITY+1 got pushed out of the way since being raw and real is getting harder and harder for me these days, so I decided to get back in touch with my teenage side and return to this blog. After all, here I have a small but devoted (I hope) following of people who just might be curious about what I have to say.</div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">I really like the glitz and glamour of this blog, but it's time for me to show my other sides, too. Like unphotoshopped photos, diary entries, pressed flowers, that kind of stuff. I don't even know if I'll be able to bring this ol' blog up to the standards I've set for it, but I guess it's worth a try? I suck at being honest and straightforward, but I might as well try.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">I'm staying at my cottage right now, and every day I spend here is spent at the local lake. Now, this is one creepy lake. It brings back memories from all the thrillers you've seen, and Pirates of the Caribbean 4 (for some reason), mermaids, underwater monsters and corpses with rocks tied to their ankles wearing white Virgin Suicides dresses and flowers in their hair. It's a place to perform witchy rituals. I guess all these associations have to do with the water: it's black and absolutely OPAQUE. When you swim through its icy midst, you can't see the bottom. I love it more than anything.</span></div>
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Recently I've noticed that I've become more attached to horrible things, lost my fear of horror movies and even ENJOY (!!!1!!@1) swimming in this lake. What happened? I have no clue. Anyway, here are some pics that portray me as a drowning victim of Black Lake's mighty power. </div>
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Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-18668792782740462002012-05-21T11:30:00.000-07:002012-05-21T11:30:00.861-07:00INFINITY+1Hello, guys. This is just a short post to tell you about my new blog. It has very little to do with fashion; it goes beyond anything I've ever written before. I plan on discussing everything there is, both intellectual and mundane. I'll understand perfectly well if you don't want to even look at it - after all, there will be no pictures of sparkly nails or pink dresses. And if you comment just to be noticed, not even reading the post, keep in mind that I won't reply. I'm sorry. I'll keep on posting here occasionally, but my mind requires something much more stimulating right now.<br />
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This blog is rather personal. But you can go ahead and read it.<br />
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<b>XOXO,<br />Alice</b>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-6625601195410781672012-05-15T03:43:00.002-07:002012-05-15T03:43:47.696-07:00YOU CAN'T HOLD ME - I CAN'T BE ANYTHING THAT'S FAKE<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hey, guys! The middle of May has brought with it absolutely new style influences, at least for me, which will seem puzzling to you when you find out about the influences in question. You see, I'm not talking about cutesy pastels and spring-y florals - I'm not even talking about the oh-so-popular neon trend! What I'm currently obsessed with is grunge, or anything in its general ballpark - gothic elements, glam rock, somber kitsch, <b>The Addams Family</b>, etc, etc. That's right. The word of the day is...</div>
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I'm pretty sure this has something to do with <b>Marilyn Manson</b>'s upcoming concert on May 26th that I'm attending! I feel so excited. This is going to be my very first concert (believe it or not) and I'm already getting in the mood! Whether or not I make a good goth - you be the judge. Here are some extra pictures from today's shoot.</div>
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Believe it or not, but the skull belt pictured above is actually from some pair of jeans I had when I was ten! I've always had a bit of darkness in me, I guess. You've probably seen all these accessories before (I'm not gonna lie and pretend to have a lot of them 'cause I don't) but I guess it doesn't matter how often you post the same accessories as long as they're pretty, right?</div>
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I'm going to write a separate paragraph about the 8 on my left hand. You see, that isn't exactly an 8 but the sign of infinity, which holds a deep meaning for me. I guess I like being reminded that in a way, everything is infinite - any difficulties in my life have arosen before me and been resolved - that in essence life is a cycle that repeats itself over and over again. I draw that sign on my hand almost every day in regular pen, but I really want to get a tattoo of it one day. However, I think that would be more appropriate on the side of my ring finger when/if I get married as a more permanent sign than a regular wedding band. Besides, tattoos are a cooler way of manifesting admiration for somebody.</div>
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I fell in absolute love with this shirt, though, particularly the sleeve. It's made of a transparent black mesh that blows back and forth in the breeze. I pinned the two parts of it together with safety pins to give it a rougher edge. I guess I've always been a sucker for asymmetrical things - different earrings, hair on one side, etc. I also decided to jazz up my boring black fishnets with a boring H&M bow hairclip - and, like two minuses make a plus, these two utterly unoriginal items made something beautiful together. And that, my friends, is how order turns to chaos. But chaos is what I love.</div>
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Another odd little detail is my 'headband' - it's made out of one of those chains all the cool kids used to wear on their jeans in the 2000s. This look also spurred me to go absolutely wild with my eye makeup - I drew long black lines and slathered my lids in silvery eyeshadow. When that didn't seem like enough, I added in a tiny cross near the outer corner of my eye, which was a nice little gothic touch. Needless to say, my neighbors were absolutely smitten.</div>
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Exams are coming up, but somehow I can only think of black, torn tights and 80s teen stars. I recently watched all three parts of 'Back to the Future' and I'm dying to make a 2015 look (poor eighties Spielberg had no clue we wouldn't have hoverboards, eh?) but I don't think I possess many goofy futuristic pieces of clothing, a problem that needs remedying.</div>
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Good evening, everyone! Well, at least I can see sheets of midnight blue covering the city panorama outside my window as I'm typing this post. I'm feeling very romantic for no apparent reason - like someone painted the world around me in dewy watercolors and turned everyday sounds into a harmonious melody. I suppose that's why my finger stopped at Florence when I was shuffling aimlessly through the songs on my phone. I know her music isn't considered romantic per se, but it's so crystal clear, yet somehow dizzying, that it feels just like one of those innocent teen crushes. At any rate, this was the music in my headphones when I posted this look.</div>
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These shoes are my absolute favourite now - their chunky heel is about 4-5 inches high and yet they're incredibly comfortable! Wearing them is like walking on clouds, probably because the strap offers total support. Their unusual design is balanced out by their rather neutral colour (sandy beige) which makes them extremely wearable. Although sweltering summer temperatures usually negate my fashion sense (i.e. flip flops and sloppy cut offs become staples - grunge, yet with little to no thought put into my looks) summer '12 is bound to be a little more interesting with these rad wedges! I plan on wearing them until they're absolutely worn out, tattered and torn - expect myriads of future looks with their involvement.</div>
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This may or may not surprise you (I can't say for sure because I don't get much feedback from you guys therefore I have no idea how you perceive me) but I used to be rather self-conscious when it came to wearing slightly more transparent articles of clothing. But this see-through tank top was too beautiful not to buy! I fell in love with the fringe (that I just might style with a more cowboy edge later on - we'll see) and it's light as a feather, which means I'll have plenty of chances to rock it this summer with, oh, anything at all! The possibilities are endless even though this is nothing like your average staple.</div>
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These earrings were on sale at Topshop, which is why I bought them. It wasn't love at first sight, I'll tell you that - I'm not really into the cutesy hippie bohemian vibe most of the time. But I guess they've really grown on me since then. They're chunky and bold, which makes them more than just a New Agey accessory for someone named Moonshine. As for the necklace - my best friend in the whole wide world made it. It's just sea glass, but to me, it's more valuable than any precious jewel.</div>
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Actually, I once took a really complex test to find out what House I would've been sorted into. I got 75% Slytherin, 15% Gryffindor and insignificant amounts of the other two. Which is actually very...odd, if you ask me. I was positive I'd be classified as a Ravenclaw or something (but then, I'm so lazy when it comes to my studies - even now I should be memorizing icky 19th century poems and solving equations). Ha. Being a Slytherdor feels so badass. To be honest, though, I was elated to see such results - I've been crushing on Draco (and Tom Felton, too) since I was nine. I guess I have a thing for blond bad guys.</div>
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Sometimes, my obsession with HP appalls me. I spent two years roleplaying on a very advanced text-based RPG site both to develop my writing skills and have a say in the characters' future. I was Hermione two Halloweens in a row (should've been Pansy, but whatever). Actually, I think Pansy Parkinson didn't get the credit she deserved. I know J.K. Rowling based her off all the girls who had bullied her when she was a kid so naturally she didn't like her character much, but Pansy could've had such...depth. She was at Draco's side for ages until that Astoria Greengrass bitch married him. But then, yeah, she was kind of stupid. Draco deserved better.</div>
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Hello again! Why don't we just stop for a second to pop open a bottle of champagne, for this, my friends, is my third feature! I know three isn't as majestic a number as, say, ten or twenty five, but the number means a lot to me. Well, not really three, but thirteen, and I'm not calling it my favourite number to be less ordinary OR to make any inclinations towards the goth culture. It's just that this number has always been in my life, as the floor I was born on, the floor I lived on until I was eleven, half of the day I was born on... Its significance is something I've never questioned, and yet the days when our neighborhood's resident black cat crosses the road in front of me have so far been my most successful days yet!</div>
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Success is something everyone even remotely connected to the fashion world craves. Which is why it's such a shame that lovely bloggers who deserve it as much as anyone else don't get the credit they're entitled to. One such blogger is <a href="http://amberluiselove.blogspot.com/">Amber Love</a>: not only is this gal's style out of this world, but she's also really nice and generally a great person! Read on to find out more about Amber. ;)</div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>What is the fashion scene in your city like? </b>The town where I live is pretty small and everywhere in my county, most girls dress the same...which is super boring! I get looks sometimes for the clothes I wear, I'm not really one for conforming. But when I go to London, depending which part of London, there are loads of people wearing loads of different styles! Last time I was in London I got close to a real life pair of Louboutins! I'd never seen them in the flesh before, a beautiful, polished blond was wearing them with a very smart suit, she looked fierce! You get so many other styles in London as well though! People who, like me, wear crazy stuff, heeled boots, Dr Martens, creepers and ripped tights and no one bats an eyelid! London is totally chilled and fantastic for individualism, I love it.</span></div>
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<i>I took the liberty of posting a picture of Amber's most recent look. You can check it out <a href="http://amberluiselove.blogspot.com/2012/05/maybe-im-crazy.html">here</a>!</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Soo this was Amber Love! Please check out her blog, you won't be disappointed, believe me. ;) Again - if you guys want to be featured, just let me know and I'll see what I can do!</span></div>
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Have you ever wandered around the forest dressed like an innocent fifties babe? I have - now. And believe me when I say there's something beautiful about forgetting efficiency for once and going all out, in all my finery, to trudge through the grass and stumble across thick roots, sometimes cursing myself for being such a superficial airhead and neglecting comfort, but usually just enjoying the moment. That was the kind of day when I wanted to stay in each and every specific moment for eternity.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hey, guys! Yesterday was eye-opening for me. You know why? It's because I went to the premiere of Avengers! I'm not gonna review it (I'm pretty sure I explained why before) nor do I plan on posting any nasty spoilers here. All I can say is I've never watched a single superhero movie before yesterday and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. So much, in fact, that I'm seriously considering watching every single superhero movie there is.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hello, my dear readers! You will (probably) be amazed to find out that my previous post wasn't the last for today. In fact, this surprises even me! And yet this post isn't about me... The star today is the lovely Jackie C.! Even before I wrote this feature, actually, I was a fan of Jackie's both because of a) her inspiring style; b) her talent in anything DIY, whereas I'm usually incapable of even the simplest alterations; and c) the fact that Jackie has achieved all that at my age!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Want to be featured on my blog? Email me at <a href="mailto:waterismydrug@gmail.com">waterismydrug@gmail.com</a> and I'll see what I can do for you! ;)</span></div>
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Hellooo everyone! Long time no post, huh? I guess that has to do with the fact that I feel obliged to write something decent on such an important occasion - a birthday is nothing to be trifled with, especially when it means only one more year 'till the end of school and everything I despise about it - and yet here I am, falling asleep from hours of intense rollerblading and anti-allergy pills in extensive amounts. But I have to write about my numerous birthday celebrations, and not only from an altruistic point of view - this is in fact a very selfish post. You see, I feel the need to leave traces of this week on the Internet so as not to forget about everything that happened.</div>
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Or not. In any case, there was a certain trace of the rockabilly decade, the fifties, in the first day of my celebrations, which was actually the day of my birthday, too! I went to school (yes, I do this on my birthday) and it was not in vain, because I got a bunch of pretty gifty gifts! I'd like to point out the presence of an enormous bouquet of lovely fresh flowers (I hate roses, just sayin') as well as a bottle of Demeter perfume that smells just like blueberry jelly beans! Oh, and before you ask - yes, this is Instagram; yes, I am a goddamn motherfucking hipsta.</div>
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<i> The perfume in question - it's so sweet that one spritz is enough, but it smells just like the candy from my childhood!</i></div>
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<i>Funny iPhone self-portraits are just so classic - I don't know why my eyes were so wide. I like that day's school outfit though - a straight black mod dress over a plain white shirt with the cuffs rolled up. I think the flower's a nice pop of colour, too.</i> </div>
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After school was when the real party started, though - I grabbed three friends and we went to Starlite Diner, a fantastic 50's style American diner right in the center of Moscow! I wore the dress that all of you guys might remember - that shocking electric turquoise dress from TUTTI FRUTTI. Unfortunately, I have no detailed pics of my look, but I wasn't really thinking of fashion with so many amazing people around me to partay with!</div>
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<i>The milkshakes there were just epic! On a side note, this is the first picture that made me look remotely classic, I think. Oh, and this is Jay. He's original both sartorially and not - it's a shame he doesn't want a Lookbook, he'd be popular.</i></div>
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I know this looks very much like a quiet gathering of close friends with nothing special involved, but believe me when I say we had a great time. Even the rain in the evening couldn't spoil our mood.</div>
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<b>Day 2: Movie night!</b></div>
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Technically, this wasn't an official birthday celebration, but I still feel it can't be overlooked because this was a) my first movie night; b) my first all-nighter; and c) just generally a wonderful day! </div>
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Jay and I visited Clockface, an amazing club like no other I've been to before! Well, I say club, just because it's so different from regular places I visit. The concept is simple: when you arrive, your name and the time of your arrival are noted and you're given a (broken) alarm clock. Or at least it doesn't function properly. In the end, you hand it in and pay 1 ruble for every minute of your stay - which is about 3 cents. What's cute is that the coffee there, as well as snacks and things, are absolutely free of charge as long as you pay for the time spent there! And they brew some seriously good coffee - so good they put Starbucks to shame.</div>
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The point of our visit was movie night. Jay wanted me to watch The Game, and since it was one of the films shown there, he insisted on going! The other two were Jumanji and eXistenZ, and if the first two movies were absolutely brilliant, then the last was just a touch too absurd for my taste. I don't know about you guys, but I only like absurdity when there's a logical ending to it, a final solution, otherwise it resembles L.O.S.T. - a bunch of questions left unanswered.</div>
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<i>Our alarm clock! Isn't it just beautiful? The back said 'Made in the USSR', so not only was it adorable, but also a timeless relic!</i></div>
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So I have this friend. My best friend, I'll even tell you that. Once upon a time I convinced her to watch 7 Days and Nights with Marilyn. Since then, she's been telling me that I should watch a horror movie with her, to compensate for making her watch a melodramatic romantic movie. </div>
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<i>From left: me, Alina, Masha and Artyom, her bf. For some reason this reminds me of some Abercrombie/AE ad, haha.</i></div>
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<i>And this is the look you guys have probably already seen on Lookbook. The shirt is a gift from Jay - he bought the tank top at Zara and printed our favorite quote on it! The feeling of owning something one of a kind is just precious - and no one's ever put so much thought into my birthday present!</i></div>
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So these were the three days of my birthday. We didn't get drunk or high, we didn't dance to Lady Gaga till sunrise or wake up hungover. But you know what? That's the way I like it.</div>
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Before I finish this extremely long post, I'd like to give you guys a chance to ask me about anything you like. So I created a Formspring account! </div>
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Hello, my lovely readers! As I'm writing these words I'm smiling. You know why? It's 'cause of you guys! I was actually about to forget all about this blog and give up when I realized that I had TWENTY followers on here already! It just makes me so happy to know that 20 people like my blog, read it, are actually interested in what I have to say. For that - thank you!</div>
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Today I actually have a new outfit to post! It was inspired by Alice in Wonderland (my namesake, in a way). I paired a Pepe Jeans baby blue tunic (which isn't actually supposed to be a minidress, lol) with my favourite black thigh highs and got a slightly darker spin of the tale. You can see the look on Lookbook, as usual, and here are a few bonus photos from the shoot which didn't work for the look but are too pretty not to be shown at least here!</div>
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<b>Alice (in Wonderland?)</b>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-3569636475354923702012-03-20T08:55:00.003-07:002012-03-20T08:56:23.597-07:00ALMOST VINTAGE<div style="text-align: justify;">
Hello, folks! I can't express how pleased I am to see four more of you in that little box at the right - no matter how little time I have for it, I do love this blog with all my heart and I'm certainly delighted to see that I'm not the only one! </div>
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I've been ridiculously busy this whole week - school and the like - and even now I should be working on my French project. But I'm not (it's so boring!). Instead I'm here with you to share something I made a while ago out of a few pics from my old looks. Once upon a time I had a free moment so I stylized four pictures to look like something from almost a hundred years ago! Guess which eras I chose?<br />
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Hello, both my lovely followers (there are twelve of you now, my extended family is growing rather nicely!) and those of you who have wandered over here accidentally and are rather confused by the title of this post. I can even read your mind, no, really! You're thinking something along the lines of: 'But this is a <i>fashion</i> blog! She isn't supposed to be inspiring me to live on, to stay happy, unless it concerns fashion directly! <i>Sheesh</i>!' Well, 'kay, maybe sans the sheesh, but you get the picture.<br />
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This happens to me, too. Take today, for example - all of a sudden I felt too tired to be alive, like the weight of the world was resting on my shoulders alone. But I got up, went outside, grabbed a friend and we had a blast. Which is why my frown is now absolutely upside down (okay, corny expression alert). </div>
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I don't plan on giving you any 'useful' advice on living your life. You know why? Because all that is bullshit. I'm serious. I've been given more advice in my life than I can stomach and I know perfectly well that the only thing that works for you is what YOU think will work. Instead of listening to others, listen to your heart - as wrong as it may seem to you, trust it because it alone wil lead you in the right direction.</div>
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Here are some inspiring pictures that cheer me up significantly. All from <a href="http://weheartit.com/">weheartit.com</a>, I'm too lazy to link them to the random Tumblr people who created them - anyway, I highly doubt I'd find the original artists even if I tried. Oh, and before you call me a typical annoying teen - well, so what if I am? ;)<br />
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So that's all I have to say today! Don't worry, be happy, everything will be great. And my favorite quote to conclude this Tumblr-like post: 'Everything is always okay in the end. If it's not okay, it's not the end.'<br />
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Okay, so since the link to this blog can only be found on my LB page (yes, I chose not to let my Facebook friends know about it; no, I am not weird) most of you guys have probably already seen my latest look. For those of you who HAVEN'T, well, that isn't for long! It's crucial that you see this look before reading the embarrassing words I'm about to write, so here it is, brace yourselves:</div>
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This is actually one of the rare occasions when the look turned out better than I had thought it would when planning it! I guess it's because it's a tiny bit more casual than the others, as well as the fact that it's much closer to my everyday style. I mean, it's not like I never wear all those pretty strappy dresses, but I just don't wear them quite as often as cute mini's and baggy shirts.</div>
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I bought it last summer, in <b>Uniqlo</b>, when I was looking for a present for my friend who lives in Canada, Serena. I had already found a bunch of cute shirts (Uniqlo always makes me smile with its message tees!) when I saw this tee. And bam! I fell in love. I not only bought one for myself in black, but one for Serena in navy blue. When I arrived, we wore them to watch the last Harry Potter movie with denim cut-offs. That was one of the moments that resurfaces every week in my mind. I nearly cried at that movie.</div>
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You see, that's why this shirt is more than just an article of clothing - and I don't mean that in the obsessive materialistic way: Harry Potter brightened my childhood. The first book was THE first book I ever read - I was six then. I rewatched every movie religiously. I was Hermione for several Halloweens in a row. I walked round parks and forests in search of a wand - I broke branches into wand-shaped sticks and handed them out to my classmates. It was more than an obsession: it was a lifestyle.</div>
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And now, like everything, it has come to an end. I know I'm not alone in saying that childhood would have been nothing without Harry Potter. And I'm positive I wasn't the only one who believed that they'd receive a letter from Hogwarts. Harry Potter was something real to us nineties kids, and you know what? It will be a classic, you can be sure of it.</div>
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So that's what I had to say on that subject, although I suppose I could've said much more, I just didn't want to come out TOO sappy. </div>
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Oh, by the way, you can't see it in the pic, but I repainted my nails yesterday! I used the nail polish in the middle from <a href="http://eclectic-romantic.blogspot.com/2012/03/my-nails-new-polishes.html#more">this post</a>. And I realized that glitter nail polishes aren't only adorable, but they're also extremely easy to put on! It dried in seconds and I'm pretty sure it's virtually impossible to smear it or anything, so even MY sloppy work turned out half good.</div>
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It was very cold out today, which is why I took my pic indoors. Not that this has stopped me before, but I suppose I decided to challenge winter by not going out more than neccessary until it left and spring arrived. Haha, that just sounded silly and spiritual. I should NOT be allowed to use my imagination in public, really.</div>
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Sooo that was all I had to tell you guys today! Have fun and please don't judge! ;)</div>
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<b>Alice</b></div>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-30538722522130182272012-03-08T00:35:00.001-08:002012-03-08T00:45:06.021-08:00MY NAILS + NEW POLISHES!<div style="text-align: justify;">
So because I'm such a nail-polish freak, I decided to show you what my nails currently look like as well as a few new polishes I bought yesterday as part of my glitter obsession!<br />
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But first of all, I want you to know that I am neither a totally glamorous airhead nor do I support such behavior in girls (or guys, for that matter). Obviously there's no reason for a girl to give up beauty and nice clothes altogether, but why become obsessed with it so much as to give up other hobbies and interests altogether? Sure, it's harder to be a multi-talented person with views on everything AND look like a million dollars, but who says the easy way is the best?</div>
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So these are the polishes I bought yesterday (in different settings, haha):</div>
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You can see the colours better on the second picture, and yet it doesn't quite do them justice. The polishes are by <b>Essence,</b> a German company which has its products made in France, and yet they're incredibly cheap - I bought each of these beauties for 66 rubles, which is about two dollars! As you can see, I'm not a huge fan of splurging on cosmetics, the only expensive make up products are the one my mom buys me. But then, I see no point in dishing out loads of money on polishes you'll finish in a month, particularly if they're just quirky colourful playthings for you to experiment with. </div>
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Although I'm DYING to try these out, I'm also rather reluctant to take off my current polish. I had my nails done in pastels, mint and pink, both polishes are <b>Sally Hansen</b>, another great brand. Here's my hand, looking somewhat awkward, haha:</div>
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It has to be noted that I am NOT the greatest nail artist in the world; in fact, my nails usually remind the work of a crafty eight year old. I learned to do my right hand relatively well only a year ago when I got into beauty and, therefore, nail polish - before that, I chose to go indifferently nude.</div>
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What I like about my current manicure is how light and reminiscent of spring it is, even though nature doesn't seem to realize that it's already March (!) and it had better make that snow disappear, fast. Can't wait till the temperature is above zero (we live by Celsius here) and Russia no longer reflects its most popular stereotype. No, not the bears.</div>
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Anyway, I just wanted to show off and prove that my obsession with sparkles in my next-to-last post was not just a bunch of words!<br />
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PS: Someday I'll make a review of my whole makeup collection. BEWARE.</div>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-74289310378165366832012-03-07T09:03:00.002-08:002012-03-07T23:30:55.305-08:00YOU'LL NEVER BE POPULAR: Why Lookbook.nu kills the artist in you<div style="text-align: justify;">
Everyone more or less involved in the Internet fashion scene has at least heard of <a href="http://lookbook.nu/">Lookbook.nu</a>. Most of you even have accounts on there, and regularly post new outfits. I'm no exception - I got hooked almost two years ago and returned last month because its pull was too much for me to resist. And before you read this somewhat angry rant, I want you to have no doubts about my future - Lookbook is here to stay, leaving is out of the question, DESPITE - or even because - of what I have to say.</div>
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Lookbook.nu is a popular site for hipsters and fashionistas alike. People join, post looks, get hypes. Sounds rather innocent, doesn't it? Ah, but nothing's ever that simple. Because Lookbook turns almost every individual into part of a large sect of hype-seeking slaves - sometimes known as 'hype whores'.</div>
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Why does this happen, you may ask? It is my humble opinion that turning works of art of sorts - people's looks, the way they see themselves in the world - into products on the mass market that are all alike, simply with differing prices, is rather unfair to the people in question. After all, how can one evaluate art, on the grand scale of things? Opinions are subjective, so I see no reason for certain looks to be on the HOT page while others can't even dream of reaching it.</div>
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Now, this isn't socialism I'm asking for, just a little respect, maybe? Maybe we shouldn't be brainwashed on a site for the open-minded, the creative, to believe any look with 1000+ hypes is truly original and worthy of attention? Because, not meaning to insult anyone, 90% of the looks I see on the HOT page are something I see every day on the streets. Wearable? Sure. Cute? Maybe. Original? Never. So how come Lookbook believes otherwise?</div>
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Because face it, one hot look will only give you fleeting fame and therefore short-lived joy. After watching your famous look dramatically lose its position, you'll probably go back to what you were doing before: posting typical LB-style looks in hopes of getting back on the HOT page, getting more of that drug. </div>
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Hello, everyone! Nice to see so many people in my subscribers box. Nine is the largest single-digit number, after all, and it just gives me hope to see that someone in this world wants to hear what I have to say! So thank you, darlings, I'm sending my love with this post.</div>
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Recently I discovered something new in my usual palette of preferences: a crazy love for <b>sparkles</b>. It's so weird. When I was eight and such a thing was more than passable, it was expected, I wore black and went vegetarian. Now, however, on the brink of seventeen, I eat sugar in ridiculous amounts and swoon over insane sparkly nail polishes. Degradation? Maybe.</div>
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<i>Gorgeous tones of raspberry from <a href="http://favim.com/image/310870/">here</a></i></div>
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<i>So I was browsing through Etsy and I...fell in love. I soo want to make a similar crown now, so sparkly and mermaid-y! (<a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/72185661/giant-dwarf-mini-starlette-crown-diamond">X</a>)</i></div>
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I have a bit of a confession to make now: I'm somewhat conservative and biased where designers are concerned. I only ever follow a handful of not-so-popular ones and have the annoying tendency of gushing over ANYTHING of their creation. Such a designer is <b>Christopher Kane</b>. I fell in love with his collections sometime around Resort <a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/2011RST-CKANE">2011</a> - those absolutely whimsical starry galaxy prints blew me away! I loved the silhouettes' simplicity combined with the brightness of the prints. It was a perfect collection. I even got the (embarrassing!) habit of spending a grand half hour every day just staring at those dresses. I honestly believed nothing could ever impress me as much.</div>
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<b>Alice</b></div>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-89390071007386136342012-03-05T07:08:00.002-08:002012-05-01T05:45:20.673-07:00FEATURED FASHIONISTA: AMANDA R.!<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Hello everyone! This is me, Alice again, still with you on this somewhat tedious yet endearing little blog. And today's post will differ slightly from my usual style - there will be neither narcissism (i.e. numerous pictures of me in a dress) nor mindless ramblings (i.e. check last two posts). Nope, today you'll get a refreshing break from my usual rambly style because I decided to feature someone verrry fashionable!<br /><br />So... Introducing Amanda R of <a href="http://somethingfashion.blogspot.com/">Something Fashionable</a>! Enjoy, ladies and gents:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>A little bit about yourself:</b> I'm Amanda, a 18 year old Spanish girl who started on LB.nu about two years ago, and someone who tries to write for her fashion blog on her free time. I live in Valencia, a city on the eastern coast of Spain, with nice weather almost all the year. I study last year of High School, and I hope I can study Architecture or Design next year. I also practice fencing, a sport I discovered some years ago.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>How did you get into fashion?</b> I have always liked cinema and books, because my mom does. She also loves ''classic'' celebrities like Audrey Hepburn and Jackie Kennedy, and I think that's the reason why I've been always around fashion books and magazines since I was a child. Then I discovered fashion bloggers and LB.nu, and that make me think if I could be into that world too.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Aw, I personally think most valencian people of my age don't care very much about their appearance. It seems like because it's always sunny and quite hot here, you have to always wear tank tops or even tracksuit! That's why, when I see a teenager walking on heel sandals with a cute, simple dress, or classy jeans with a sweatshirt, I'm amazed that there's still few people with sense of style.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Favourite fashion blogger?</b> Recently I always visit Kristina Bazan's blog, <a href="http://www.kayture.com/">''Kayture''</a>, at least twice a week, because I love her mix of styles on her outfits and also how she does her makeup.</span></div>
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</div>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2469628752196556396.post-83734840226101176912012-03-04T07:41:00.000-08:002012-03-05T02:42:32.282-08:00SS 2012 TRENDS!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Elie Saab Spring-Summer 2012</span></i></div>
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Hi everyone, Alice here, once more! So I decided that since this blog is technically supposed to be dedicated to fashion (and not just yours truly in various subtly unfashionable outfits) I should write a bit about the trends of the following season, DESPITE the fact that I rarely pay any attention whatsoever to what designers say should be worn. And yet... The other day, while my nails were drying (bright retro red!) I leafed through a few of my new magazines halfheartedly only to discover that the new trends were VERY much worth attention this season!</div>
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Anyhow, without further ado, ladies and gents: I present to you the top THREE hottest trends of the season!</div>
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<a name='more'></a>1) <b>The Roaring Twenties</b><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"><i><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">Paris – Pedro Lourenço, Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Chloe, Yves Saint-Laurent Spring-Summer 2012 (from <a href="http://www.benjaminkanarekblog.com/2012/01/16/golden-globes-artist-great-gatsby-roaring-twenties-fashion-trend-spring-summer-2012/">here</a></span></i></span><i style="background-color: white; line-height: 22px;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;">)</span></i></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">Gosh, there are no words in the world that can express how happy I was to see this trend! You probably don't know this, but I've loved F. Scott Fitzgerald for years; I was with him with <i>Tender is the Night </i>and <i>The Beautiful and the Damned</i>, and OF COURSE I can't wait till the remake of <i>The Great Gatsby</i> on screens in December 2012!</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">As for the silhouette, however, I can't say I'm too pleased with it. You see, waist definition is something I can rarely live without (looking like a pudgy marshmallow without it!), which was why I was even happier, if possible, to see the next trend...</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">2) <b>The Fab Fifties!</b></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">The fifties were truly a grand era! What with hotties like James Dean, icons like Audrey Hepburn and Marilyn Monroe, pin-up and hourglass figures, let's just say it's a time I would have gladly agreed to live in...I'd even put up with the general sexism, I think! The best part is definitely the accent upon the waist, which is created with large puffy petticoats and wide belts; or, like in Prada's collection, with nothing in between the top and bottom at all! </span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">Obviously the fifties and sixties are hellishly popular now: few people don't know about the hit TV show Mad Men, even if they haven't watched it. I have, a few episodes at least, and even ignoring Don Draper's obvious sex appeal and the curious plot twists, a fashion connoisseur can get their share of magnificent fifties outfits.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">3) <b>Metallic is the new black!</b></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">Designers allowed their imagination to flow freely with colours this time, substituting them altogether for some lovely golds and silvers. Seriously, who can resist the appeal of something shiny? No girl can, in my opinion! However, personally I'll be careful with the metallics this season - maybe black or white will be safer when combined with gold or silver than some wacky colours!<br /><br />But then, who wants safety? Everyone should wear whatever the hell they want and be proud of it.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">And that, my friends, is what I think of fashion in general and this season in particular! Let me know how you liked this post and if you want to see more like it in the future.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">XOXO,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 22px;">Alice</span></div>Lydia Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05348385132090979726noreply@blogger.com4