I SPY: London.

     Last week I spend a few days in London. Other then meeting with Mr. Louis De Gama, a friend and one of my favorite fashion designers for a lovely dinner & a beer (yes I tried a beer first time in my life - didn't like it, I prefer wine) I also had time to go to Portobello market on Saturday morning & visit some other important places like Harrods & other Oxford street stores ;).

My co traveler diva & a friend Antonija was understanding enough to deal with my constant nagging about how cold I was and stopping by every single vintage shop (and mind you there are many) to try out & go through piles of fabulous clothes, furs and purses "with a soul" how I like to refer to vintage clothes.

I was mesmerized with the amount of fabulosity of my vintage finds but also shocked with their prices (almost the same as regular retail). I guess there are other vintage places to visit and find more affordable vintage pieces like I know there are in NYC, but seems like I am more familiar with the City's vintage shopping scene then I am with London's - for now. 

I tried to photo capture the fabulosity I was surrounded with to share it with you. 

Enjoy lovelies :)

True Happiness - Myth or reality?

I know that it might sound so silly, maybe even childish and immature, but I often wonder what is that can make me really happy. Up to a point that I am conscious about it as it is happening and able to be grateful for it on the spot.

Is this kind of "event" rare as a four leaf clove, as impossible as having enough shoes or as mythical as a pink unicorn?

For all who were wondering the same...I got a story to tell you...which I haven't told anyone, because it is so simple and kind of silly.

Once upon a time, in Astoria - Queens, on a regular work night, nothing extraordinary happened.

He was not a prince, rather a silly & sometimes a little random tall guy with a gap in between his first two teeth and in desperate need of a haircut. I was lying curled up in bed with his hand around me, he was fast asleep. Sleeping together was our thing. He started to snore and I turned around to kick him a bit to stop and I just realized - I was completely happy.

I consciously thought of how happy I was and how precious that moment was & how scary it would be not to be able to ever feel this again, and I hugged his hand around me and I cried. And he snored. I still remember these three years later.

I guess this was the reason I tried to make it work and why I was scared it might never happen with anyone else again.

What made you happy?

"Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself."

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~

After the storm

After the warm nights, fun days and many smiles,

After all the kisses, lunches together and funny rymes.

After the stupid ant and elephant jokes,

after the movie nights and many facebook pokes.

After you opened up to me,

we made plans and built the trust,

Here came the storm and

made all these dreams into a dust.

It came from nowhere, strong and cruel,

I didn't know you gave it a fuel.

I put my guard down, gave you my heart and my all

and expected you would be a man and stand tall.

You made your choice and left without a trace,

seems like your critics had a point when they said you don't deserve that real chance.

Fierce spring couture

This is how you hail a cab in the City! 

With some attitude, drama and glamour! :)

For me, alhtough I really support, enjoy, wear and love street style fashion and street inspired looks on runway, couture is the essence of the fashion. It represents dreams and takes you to the world where everything is possible and acceptable.  It is the reason why I love the fashion so much.

My favourite couturist after late McQueen is definitely John Galliano! Here are the looks from his Spring Couture 2011. line. Looks like the trend in fashion's la-la land is fierce, passionate but romantic voluminiousness. :) 

Don't you love it darlings?

"We grow great by dreams. All big men are dreamers. They see things in the soft haze of a spring day or in the red fire of a long winter's evening. 

Some of us let these dreams die, but others nourish and protect them; 

nurse them through bad days till they bring them to the sunshine and light which comes always to those who hope that their dreams will come true."

Woodrow Wilson

Karl plays with Barbie!

via Fashionising

How gorgeous are Karl's Barbiees? Karl Lagerfeld has designed Barbie & Baptiste couple for Collete!

Amazing what this man can do! You go Karl!You creative genius!                                                                

Shhhhh...Rihanna on American Vogue cover - FIERCE!

Rihanna tweeted ( Webster - its time to add this word to a dictionary. Thanks!) that she just wraped up a cover shoot with Annie Leibovitz! 
Can it get any more fierce? :) Love it. Can't wait to buy it!


"Just wrapped my first American Vogue cover shoot with Annie Leibovitz...Rah!" 


Enjoy your day darlings!

We made music together.

I got your letter and I was sad,

You wrote it cause of her and that made me mad,

I fell in love, and that was my only bad.

The words you used were hurtful and lame,

there was nothing for what you took the blame.

I am never aggresive, just young and naive,

I was always honest to you and my intention was never to decieve.

You can write all you want to make yourself believe,

all of our friends have noticed the emotion,

so go ahead and act like you have this new "devotion".

 After all, I don't regret a thing, 

everybody knew it wasn't just a fling.

We looked good together, it lasted long,

we both knew, something would soon go wrong.

I wish you all the best, whatever you choose to do,

just remember that for Tango - it takes two.

After so many years of lies - sometimes love dies, 

but I guess when there is cash in question - it somehow multiplies.

 Together we had fun times, wrote music and spoke in rhymes.

I jumped in it free and with an open heart, 

I just wanted to see you happy ...

so I don't feel like a victim and I am ready for a new start. 

"Zbogom."