AM: Prepped for next week's business trip.
PM: Hit the gym and then watched the Presidential debate online.
While I was happy Obama CLEARLY won, the content of the debate was quite depressing. Between the wars and the economic meltdown, we are in deep doodoo. Marc's window display said it best. George W. Bush=Worst President Ever.
There is so much fear in the air right now, no? It's palpable. I can practically taste it. And I fear that all this fear will make Americans too afraid to vote for change in November. That would be the most frightening outcome of all. Hope I'm way off base on this one...
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The DVF tote is my fave.
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For dinner, Mr. Diabolina and I hit Sonora Cafe. Always delectable. He had their signature pork chop, I had the Cochinita Pibil. Because I am a cochinita. Boo to meals that are NAMED for you.
After dinner, as we waited for the valet, I taught Mr. D how to pose like a fashion blogger. If you don't know, I'm a bit of an anomaly. When I do my daily outfit snapshot, I look at the camera. I don't try to make it look like a candid. I don't get artsy. I actually pose. And - gasp! - I even smile.
I don't scowl. I don't try to look vacant. I don't pretend to be fasinated by my shoes. It's a little thing but an important distinction to me. It's a little like the difference between Lucky and Nylon.
I want my blog to feel real. I want to help make fashion accessible not alienating. I want to create a place for women who are interested in fashion but who have a lot more on their minds than just shoes.
I'm not really interested in being just another fashion blog. God knows there are enough already. I want my writing to make others think and feel. Cry and laugh. Maybe feel inspired. Or understood. Or not alone.
Most of all, I'd like to create a community where women connect - not only with each other but with their own beauty, inner strength and power.
And, call me crazy, but I find it hard to connect when you're looking down at your shoes self-consciously ;)
J Brand jeans
H&M lace top
Emporio Armani blazer
Chanel earrings and bag
Michael Kors stilletos
Forever 21 belt and Fashion District bracelet
Rushed to get dressed this evening for dinner. Was a bit discombobulated from listening to the debate and realizing how long it's going to take to undo the damage of the last 8 years. Felt like black was the only appropriate, somber enough choice. Thought black lace might make it look on trend for fall.
Decided to debut this new H&M lace top. Just $30. And unfortunately it kinda looks like it cost $30. The horror.
Buyer beware: Lace is notoriously hard to get right on the cheap. It's one of the fabrics where you really get what you pay for so you should expect to pay top dolla. Wish I had serious cash to drop on this season's Prada. The craftsmanship is exquisite. Especially intoxicating in person.
Tried to salvage the top by luxe-ing it up: added the Armani jacket and the Chanel earrings and purse. Also removed the top's satin sash (BLECH!) and added the pretty F21 belt. Felt like I was performing a surgery where I was trying to stop the bleeding. F.
Thankfully, Mr. D was much more concerned with my hot shoes than with the cheap top.
I think I've created a monster.