Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Tory Burch's Bad Boy Valentine Runway Show

Tory Burch unveiled a collection this Valentine’s morning that would easily fit into Blair Waldorf’s closet. The idea for the collection and the show was the “prim girl with the wrong boyfriend and the hotel where they meet.” A sea foam green carpet runway and floral back drop made for the perfect ritzy hotel setting while the collection demonstrated a sophisticated, polished style that hinted at sexy, seductive tone. Classy cashmere cardigans were trimmed in pearls and made to sparkle with sequin embellishments. Ruffled, romantic tops were paired with sleek, skinny pants and shinning, glitter skirts. “My favorite piece is this sort of fisherman coat that was based off a fisherman sweater with stitching and deconstructed shoulders. I also love this paperweight peplum jacket,” said Ms. Burch. Accessories were also a show stealing part of the collection. Handbags were in bold plaids and fierce snakeskin. Best of all were the bags with tortoise and floral details. The collection was chic and subtly sensual in keeping with the theme. Through this collection Ms. Burch spun a new twist on the elegant woman in love with the bad boy.

Monday, February 13, 2012

My Relationship with V-Day

For years, I have been involved in a love-hate relationship with the lover's holiday. When I was a little girl, I loved collecting cheesy notes that had small chocolates and candies taped on the inside. As I got older, I craved cheap flowers and stuffed animals from school "boyfriends." Now I find myself dateless on Valentine's Day for the second year in a row. For my first singles day, I popped a cheap bottle of champagne with a best friend and felt sexually deprived while watching Sex and the City. At the conclusion of the movie, I vented my frustrations by playing darts and eagerly awaiting the valentine's day chocolates to go on sale. This year, I have not yet made plans to celebrate v-day, but I have a feeling it will include the champagne and pearls my mother gave me. I have also purchased a beautiful pair of nude heels that will perfectly match the elegant outfit I intend to wear while watching Breakfast at Tiffany's. After watching the Grammy's last night, I am assured I will be in good company as a single woman, but since I can't sing to save my life this blog post will have to suffice as my man-hater decoration to the public. So to all you single girls out there, enjoy the day! Its an amazing excuse for more wine, chocolate, and romance even if it is with something battery powered. Happy Valentine's Day!

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Reflection on the New Year

The first month of the new year is over, and I feel that I am in a state of transition. I love my internship, and school is going well. Career wise everything seems to be falling into place nicely. I am excited for future opportunities. On a personal front, I have felt very disconnected from people I have been close to in the past. I am not sure what has changed in these friendships. Could friendships be like relationships in that we have just grown apart and fallen out of friends or is the effort for friendship been lacking on both sides? Again, I am not sure what has changed, but I am sadden by the results. In a more positive light, I am reassured that true friends would defend me during stormy times. I am grateful to have such an incredible support group. I am happy to move forward in my life without a single regret. I stand by my choices in both personal and work related issues. There is no need to waste time worried or upset over an unchangeable past action. Life happens, and it is better to accept events and move forward in a healthy frame of mind. "Keep calm and carry on." It is amazing to see how far I have progressed in a year by maintaining this slogan. Intimate moments and relationships have shaped me into a stronger, happier person and I am gratefully for those. I love the person I am, and I am excited to see the direction my life is taking. All is well, and I can only see good moments in my future.