Awkward Dancing by Lanvin: Oh Alber!

Long week. Traveling. So much to blog. But first this: the most refreshing ad I've seen in a looooooooong time. I LOVE when fashion meets funny. Taking yourself too seriously is so not haute.

TGIF and have a happy last weekend of summer!

My Black Friday Weekend Haul

So much to toast this Thanksgiving. For my mom, a successful recovery. For me, a new professional opportunity.  And for both of us, beautiful friends and an amazing Mr. Diabolina who love and support us.

So on Black Friday, we decided to get away to wine country for some Mommy and me celebrating!

We did quite a bit of the usual for us: yapping, staring at food, and OF COURSE shopping.  Braved the Camarillo outlets mid-morning on Friday. Hardcore fashionista thug style!

My mom's haul: caz tops at Tory Burch, a turban-y headband at BCBG, a gorgeous fur trim and two-in-one statement necklace at Off 5th Avenue. All over 60 percent off.  

She was very impressed with herself. 

I nabbed four things I've been wanting foreva: a turban at BCBG, a LAMB clutch, and a puffer vest and sequin skirt at the Banana Republic. Also all over 60% off.  Bomb.com

Not the bomb.com: my mom borrowing my furry vest as soon as I got it. Ugh.  She's lucky she's cute.

Her luck must have rubbed off on me: when we got back to LA, I found Lanvin for H&M at the Beverly Center IN MY SIZE!!! 



This bananas dress confused the shit out of me. Which means I looooved it.  See the nerdy smile.

This one was a bit meh. The material too unforgiving/cheapy and the ruffles didn't wow me like the yellow dress I had wanted. Which was nowhere to be found. Of course.

Thankfully I did find the other dress that I had wanted. The red, bewejelewed, tiered crazy lady one.  Here it is a size bigger than I ended up buying. Love. Though I think I may snip off the black belt to work better on my straight up and down middle.

Added bonus: best.garment.bag.ever!

I Want Lanvin for H&M, Not Flowers

I am stressed out.

The holidays are almost here. The newish job is busier than ever. Mr. Diabolina is preparing for the trial of his career.  And in a few weeks, my mom will have her one year post brain surgery MRI. But little is stressing me the fuck out as much as Lanvin for H&M hitting stores this week.

For the first time, I want every single piece of a designer H&M collaboration.





The pieces look virtually indistinguishable from actual runway Lanvin at about a tenth of the price.








Which means every fashion hooker in LA is bum-rushing H&M on the first day. Literally.  I'm hearing talk of camping out on the sidewalk...like fashion bums.  Don't know that these old bones can take that.



But I NEED to get my paws on my two favorite pieces---the red and yellow dresses, EVERYONE's favorite pieces. Sigh.



Even if I were to sleep on a sidewalk and be one of the first in line, there's still the whole horror scene once you get inside the store. Frenzied hot chicks WILL cut you to get the piece/size/color they want.



I AM TOO OLD FOR A BLOODY FASHION VERSION OF 127 HOURS!

Even if I were able to Manny Paciquiao my way through the throngs of fashionistas foaming at the mouth, I'd still never nab my fave tee and faux fur chubby too.





And there's still those delicious ruffles and florals 









UGH! And don't even get me started about the leopard accessories that would make my life complete.







At this point, I'd settle for one of the shopping bags.



GOOD GOD ALBER IS TRYING TO KILL ME WITH ALL THIS FASHION PORN!!!




It's like he made this Lynchian video just for me - a girl who loves her some pop up thought bubbles ;) 

Incidentally, my 11th anniversary with Mr. D is November 20, the day the collection hits stores. Mr. D, if you're reading, this Betty Draper lookalike said it best.