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best dressed | oscars 2010

12 March 2010

I like to be fashionably late. It’s far more chic, non?

I do have a viable excuse for my tardiness; Hell Week has befallen, and fate has determined that I should have a bout of insomnia the evening (or morning?) before opening night. Thus I am wholly determined to make use of this time to blog like a good, responsible blogger would. Until tomorrow morning, hello, caffeine.

I didn’t watch the Oscars 2010. I rarely (read: never) partake in the viewing of such events, for I’d much rather watch something else, and wait for the photographs to flood the internet. Like Fashion Week. (I’m still very bitter about not being able to attend the few shows and presentations and cocktail parties I was invited to… very, very bitter.)

Without further ado, I present to you my favorites of that evening.

{rachel mcadams | elie saab}

Rachel McAdams looked absolutely stunning – breathtaking, even, in this Elie Saab number. The silhouette of the couture gown was nothing new, of course – sweetheart neckline, A-line skirt – two elements that are universally flattering on the feminine physique regardless of shape or size. However, it is the most minute of details and the print that make the dress undeniably unique. The bandage/wrap detailing along the dress add dimension and edge to the languid fluidity of the dress. The watercolor print, reminiscent of a certain Georgia O’Keefe painting I fawned over at the Met, was beautiful. The colors were muted, soft, and neutral. Not overbearingly feminine, nor anything too harsh, and gorgeous in any lighting and angle. It was all quite romantic really, and styled perfectly with the simple updo and almost-natural makeup.

{miley cyrus | jenny packman}

Let me preface this with my disclaimer: I’m no fan of Miley Cyrus. I am, however, quite the hoo-hah rally-er for her red carpet looks (especially after last year’s Oscars where she wore a Zuhair Murhad gown), and for those looks only. She’s got a brilliant stylist – she always looks fresh, sophisticated, and appropriate at such premier events, all of which are difficult to execute successfully, especially on a seventeen year old girl. Yes, she looks mature – but I do adore the more sophisticated looks myself. The slightly messy bouffant is classy, the makeup (all emphasis on the lashes!) is simple, but beautiful, and that dress. A beautiful nude with a frilly corseted bust, satin ribbon, and chiffon gown inspired by lingerie. A few sprinkles of beading/sequins here and there adds a bit of youth to tone down the sexiness. It’s tasteful, it’s classy, it’s sophisticated, it’s sexy. This, my dears, would be my ultimate prom dress.

Miley, darling, do donate that dress to me. I’d look far better in it. Obviously. (;

{ images’ source: t h e f a s h i o n s p o t }

bisous,

La C.

target, je t’aime.

7 March 2010

My brain’s been like mush lately, uninspired and drained from the commencement of Hell Week. I have about ten or so drafted posts, of which all are half finished; somehow, I can’t finish them. Lovely. Instead, I’ve invested all my efforts into rehearsal for the production of Grease (opening night is this Friday!), dance crew practices (woohoo!), and senior-related privileges/events. I suppose it’s nice to occasionally take a break from the trivial blogosphere; sometimes too much of an overflow of information and inspiration becomes antithetical. Like they – the ever so mysterious they – say, too much of anything is not a good thing. Except chocolate. And bags. And shoes. And cocktail rings.

I digress. My point was, and still is, that on the rare occasion I have absolutely nothing to do, and am concurrently uninspired/irrevocably bored, I go to Target. I love it so. I could browse each section for hours: the beauty aisles, the clothing racks, the shoe section, the magazines, the technology aisles… The place is God’s gift to suburbia. And so, on some weekday (Tuesday, I think?), when I was near insanity from boredom, I drove off in my little orange box (a.k.a., my car) to Target. And did un peu de shopping in the beauty section. I’m quite the happy camper  now.

{zee booty.}

Glamour, March 2010

+ Vaseline Cocoa Butter Deep Conditioning Body Lotion with Vitamin E

+ St. Ives Naturally Clear Blemish & Blackhead Control Apricot Scrub

+ Rimmel 60 Second Nail Lacquer in “Night Before”

+ Rimmel Lasting Finish Lipstick in “Airy Fairy,” No. 070

This would probably be the best purchase I’ve made thus far in regards to beauty products. Ever since I spotted dodgy scans of Glamour‘s March 2010 issue with my style idol, Victoria Beckham, on the cover I had to get my greedy little mitts on a copy. And I did! I’ve yet to go through it, but I really am impressed with the cover – the color, the photograph, the typography. Edgy, feminine, and simply aesthetically pleasing.

The Cocoa Butter Deep Conditioning Body Lotion with Vitamin E by Vaseline (what a breathful!) and St. Ive’s Naturally Clear Blemish & Blackhead Control Apricot Scrub are my two holy grail skincare products. I have yet to find a brilliant moisturizer and cleanser (I simply use whatever looks appealing in the beauty aisles of the supermarket; how fabulous, I know). No matter, I have the my body moisturizer and exfoliator covered – the most important parts of developing a proper skincare routine.

I have quite dry skin; Vaseline’s cocoa butter lotion has been the only moisturizer thus far that isn’t greasy but wholly moisturizing, makes my skin glow, and smells absolutely gorgeous. I use St. Ive’s apricot scrub to exfoliate my face (I have combination oily skin, and am prone to blemishes only during the school year – damn you stress! – but am clear during the holidays and summer vacations) and my body. It can feel quite harsh on the skin, but trust me, the end result is well worth the scratchy bits. My skin is left smooth and oh-so-soft.

I am very much so impressed with Rimmel’s products as of late. Last week I tweeted about the brand’s 60 Second nail lacquer in No. 615, “Night Before.” Though I prefer two coats with all my lacquers, “Night Before” only required one: coverage was opaque and not streaky. The color was to die for – much like Chanel’s “Vendetta”, but far more intense: a deep purple with a blue undertone, with pinky-violet shimmers.

“Airy Fairy” (no. 070) was the first lipstick of Rimmel’s that I have tried. In regards to drugstore brands, I’ve only ever liked Revlon’s Matte collection, but this particular product has me hooked on trying more from Rimmel London. I adore the kitschy packaging: purple, translucent plastic packaging with a crown on top. The color is perfect – one of those “my lip color but much, much better” lipsticks that MAC never had: nude, mauve-pink. I’m in love with it. I am. Not to mention, it goes on so smoothly and is surprisingly moisturizing for a lipstick. I highly recommend it to all of you; it is the perfect everyday color, easy to wear and non-fussy.

bisous,

La C.

maintenant | no. 006

3 March 2010

I do think it’s safe to say that I write more than the average blogger; yes, people are more inclined to re-visit those of pictorial aesthetics over those with paragraphs of words, but I am quite alright with that. I like to write, I like to go on tangents, and I do like the dainty tip-tapping of my keyboard whenever I spew out posts like this and this. It’s rewarding on my end, and hopefully for yours too. Regardless, it is my blog (ha-ha!), and I feel an obligation to write paragraphs worth of  w o r d s . “Brevity is the essence of lingerie,” said Dorothy Parker. Since I am not of that category, brevity, in turn, is not of my essence.

But to give your tired eyes a break, I’ve included two images below for your viewing pleasure. Seen everywhere, and now here too; I typically avoid redundancy, but simply could not resist. Take a good look at those Miu Miu clunkers of Spring/Summer 2010. So wrong, but so right. Childishly girlish, but sophisticated at the same time. It possesses all the qualities that would have been tacky, yet somehow, by some miracle (or genius?) chance, Ms. Prada had it all right.

I do plan on owning wearing these this summer. With little bandage minis and a semi-sheer, loose button-up tucked haphazardly in.

{ images’ source:  t u m b l r }

{loving…}

fashion toast | la rue de kenza | ellen claesson | le cheap c’est chic | lashblast by covergirl | “airy fairy” lipstick by rimmel london | vaseline’s cocoa butter lotion | st. ive’s apricot scrub |wearing just mascara + inner corner highlight | hip-hop open classes on tuesday & thursday nights! | “eat you up” by BoA; the choreography in the music video; the combination i learned in class | “dance with me” by 112 + the choreography learned | “say aah” by trey songz + the choreography learned |dancing | this lullaby by sarah dessen (i am so similar to remy, it’s uncanny!) | a portrait of the artist as a young man by james joyce (brilliant, brilliant novel and author) | book club with the girlfriends | insomniac bouts | bananas | yogurt + honey + oatmeal | reducing to the bare minimum and just carrying a clutch! | proud of this | step up | sex and the city | thigh-high socks | etc.

What are you loving at the moment?

bisous,

La C.

P.S.: Read part I of “Defining Style” and be on the lookout for part II soon!

defining style | part I

28 February 2010

Preface | I’ve received numerous emails, especially recently, of girls, women, and boys alike asking for advice on how to find, and define, their own style. What is style, they ask. How are you so sure of your own? How long did it take you before you knew what you liked, and what you wanted to show the world? Does everyone have “an eye for style?” The likes. And then, they were all concluded with: “When will you show your face; let’s see outfit posts!” Coincidental? I think not. It’s all a conspiracy to have me remove my mask of anonymity… but I digress. I do hope this helps, and enjoy. I had quite the time writing this series!

Among Coco Chanel’s numerous quotes, many of which were frivolous comments upon costume jewelry or on the importance of perfume to a woman’s future (for reference, the exact quote would be: “A woman who doesn’t wear perfume has no future” – exaggerated, of course, but surely holds some truth because we all know the key to attracting and alluring  men is to appeal to their olfactory sense), one was uttered with wisdom.

“Fashion fades, and only style remains.”

And that, mes chéries, is quite true.

{miroslava duma | image source: t h e  f a s h i o n s p o t }

The words “fashion” and “style” have been used interchangeably almost ubiquitously. But in doing so one is mistaken; the words are hardly synonymous. Their connotations are similar, without a doubt, but their denotations differ quite extensively. The former speaks of change. Fashion inevitably changes as trends fall to the wayside, and a “new black” emerges along with the next “it” handbag every season seasonally. (My conscious implores me to mention that there is, and will never be, such a thing as a “new black.” Never. Ever.) Fashion cycles in the path of the infinitive figure eight. Case in point: the last year or so was dark, Baroque, heavy with depression. Grunge-rock made studs, lumber-jack plaids, and Doc Martens all the rage. Enter spring of 2010: the softer, romantic side of fashion has resurfaced, with ethereal peaches and beautifully draped dresses. Et cetera.

Style, however, remains the same. But “same” does not mean it is stagnant or flat – style is ever evolving (quite different from changing, mind you), dynamic and dimensional. Style constantly undergoes evolution. It develops and gains through experience. There is depth to each facet, a depth that extends beyond what is seen. That depth is the story behind each personal choice – perhaps this icon or that stranger influenced you, however minute, or a certain piece was a family heirloom. Style is not what is taken off the racks because it so happened to be the trend of the season.

Style is an aesthetic emotion. It is what appeals to you – ethos, pathos, logos – the whole lot. There may or may not be a known reason for the attraction. Regardless, that something about it pulls you in. The question is, however, whether or not it is innate. Is it learned, conditioned from what you have always seen? Or is it just there, inexplicably there?

It’s largely debatable, like one of those which-came-first-the-chicken-or-the-egg arguments or like the many psychological perspectives of behavior: psychodynamic, behavioristic, humanistic, biopsychological, cognitive, the likes. I do believe that your personal aesthetics, or eye for style, is intrinsic (I do love that word!). The reason for that phase of trying and shedding new things is merely part of that path of self-discovery. For some style comes quite easily. For others, it requires a bit more of trial-and-error to see what feels right before they find that consistent look. It then evolves, developing as it adapts to your growth as an individual.

Part II next, tout de suite.

bisous,

La C.

P.S. | I realize I am being fussy with words; I’m well aware. Regardless, I find it fascinating how such similar words can mean so many things! I’m such a nerd. There, I beat you to it.

P.P.S. | Tweet me, email me, follow me, and read me! Err, s’il vous plaît!

it’s friday night,

26 February 2010

… and I need somewhere to go just to wear this dress. But I suppose I need the dress first before I begin conjuring of sexy clubs to go to, non?

It’s a pity that I’m stuck in the dear old suburbs of New Jersey, where there is truly nothing to do but some mathematical combination (permutations, combinations, algebra, anyone?) of mall, movies, lunch/dinner – all at the same old places. Darling, isn’t it, becoming acquaintances with your Applebee’s or Chili’s server, or new best friends with the cashier at that store in the mall? Like a tradition, non?

To hell with tradition. Commemorating and keeping the culture alive is one thing, but to mindlessly follow in what was done years before is simply an inability to let go, or create a new page for yourself. Change is inevitable, and tweaks in well-loved traditions are entirely necessary when tradition becomes a blind repetition. Beyond the ritual this and thats, there is emotion and memories attached to it; if the two have evaporated, then, my dear, it is time to move on. Repeat because you love it. Not because it is an obligation.

I suppose I’m just one of those restless souls; the kind that lingers in one place to find itself whilst on the path of self-discovery, and then once complete, feels constricted. Closed in on all four sides, walled within. I want to see new, different things. Experience them. Observe, taste, touch, feel, empathize, remember – then move on to the next. There is so much awaiting us, and to limit ourselves – or to feel limited – is simply the worst feeling in this world.

I digress; it’s Friday night, and here I am, letting my mind and fingers ramble. I do need a night out, just to dance ’til the dawn, with this little Balmain number (sans those shoes…).

{ image source: l e f l a s s h }

Quite the racy little number; edgy, sexy, borderline trashy but redeemed itself with the lace sleeve. I’m undeniably head-over-heels for this dress, rationality tossed aside. It defines, if not epitomizes, irrational obsession and need want.

Which makes it all the more desirable.

I do believe, however, that his impracticality stems from the urge to just dance for an evening. That’s it.

Weekend plans, darlings?

bisous,

La C.

P.S.: I fail to mention the ridiculous amount of snow outside. I refuse to acknowledge its presence, for when I look out, I’m blinded.

it’s that time again; FAQ’s revisited!

21 February 2010

{ image source:  t u m b l r }

Packing for a business law/marketing competition (oh I’m quite the nerd, I assure you) had only solidified that my wardrobe consists of mainly black and dark grays. I threw in a floral print chiffon blouse in the attempts to brighten up the little suitcase, only to have it look out of place. Poor blouse.

It’s been over a year since I started La Couturier; both myself and the blog have evolved since it’s first post. Revisiting older posts have made me laugh; I can see an improvement both in style and writing, and a development of voice. Interesting, isn’t it, to look back on what you’ve done before?

Thus, while I’m away for a few days competing, leave questions in the comments below for a new FAQ. From the most basic to the specifics, I’ll try to answer them all. Some things may have remained the same; my inspiration, etc., have changed vastly since the beginning. So for all you original and new followers, ask away.

bisous,

La C.

CLOSED giveaway | perricone md gentle cleanser & face hydrator

16 February 2010

Hope you all had a l o v e l y Valentine’s Day, single or taken! (:

As of late I’ve been far more interested in beauty products and in developing a proper skin care routine; surely the self-pampering is lovely and makes me feel quite feminine, but it was more so an attempt to gradually achieve healthy and (near) perfect skin and maintain it in its best condition. Only recently I purchased a day and night moisturizer from The Body Shop‘s Tea Tree skincare line in the hopes to calm my skin from bursts of spots, and I quite like it so far!

With this new fixation in mind, I am more than happy to announce a giveaway of a fabulous product – Oprah approved, mind you! – courtesy of Perricone MD. The brand name has been well-known, nationally recognized with the help of Oprah; their most popular products are of the anti-aging variety, and their newest offer is the Dr. Perricone Light Renewal. Althought Perricone MD tends to be associated with anti-aging skincare products, they offer alternatives for different skin types from as general as fitting for all skin types to blemish-prone: both of which I would love to try!

Today’s prize, then? Now now, patience is a virtue:

{perricone md’s gentle cleanser.}

…nourishes, soothes, and removes impurities without stripping natural oils with DMAE

{+} $35 dollar value!

{+} gentle and nourishing cleanser is ideal for all skin types.

{+} fabulous face hydrator with  o l i v e   o i l , a trusted skin care ingredient since the ancient greeks; some fear that putting olive oil on their face will cause breakouts and clog pores, but it is a mere misconception. most people find that olive doesn’t doesn’t clog their pores & it does an excellent job removing impurities and leaving skin soft and smooth!

{+} removes all surface debris including make-up while delivering anti-aging benefits with DMAE & antioxidant protection w/ olive oil polyphenols

I’m sold; I love the natural ingredients in the cleanser, more specifically the predominance of olive oil.

{how to enter.}

* this giveaway is only open to U.S./Canadian readers; sorry to all others! *

To enter, you must comment in this post with why you want and/or need the Gentle Cleanser. The winner will be chosen randomly via one of those ubiquitous random drawing websites; however, you can optimize your chances by doing the following:

{to enter} comment in this post why you want and/or need the gentle cleanser

{for a 2nd entry} recommend your favorite skin care/beauty/makeup products!

{for a 3rd entry} follow via bloglovin’! this, of course, is by no means necessary, but it would make my day! (:

{for a 4th entry} follow my blog for POP magazine via bloglovin’ as well!

See, it’s all quite simple! The giveaway ends February 24th, 2010. Good luck mes chéries!

bisous,

La C.

EDIT: We’ve got a winner!