I bought the wrong V

I haven't written in over a month. I've been in between jobs, trying to figure out my life. I'll have you know I have a new job but I still don't know what I'm doing with my life...
On a different note, I visited the newsstand on Larchmont (one of my personal favorites, because how can someone not like Larchmont? It's the perfect combination of yuppie, family-oriented, and euro-fab) I walked down the street peering until I came to the glorious cover of Gaga and Marc, Marc Jacobs that is. Anything Marc will stop me dead in my tracks--there is a billboard on Melrose over by his store of Marc without a shirt on (by golly he sure looks pretty). After my $10 purchase, which is pretty reasonable these days, I grabbed a cup of coffee and a chocolate scone. After my first sip of coffee and bit of scone I started leafing through the magazine, awing over the glossy pictures editorial photos. It wasn't until my second look through that I noticed my "V" was in Spanish. F*CK. I mean it's not that big of a deal because thankfully this magazine has a lot of photos, however there is an article with Woody Allen and I would really like to read, but guess who forgot to take the receipt? Yep, yours truly.
Moving on.
I also watched "The Big Picture", with Kevin Bacon, Teri Hatcher and Jenifer Jason Leigh, directed by Christopher Guest.

The costumes in this movie are so amazing and relative to this prairie girl/80's rocker theme we have going on at the moment.

The birth of a new fashion blog, yeah so what...

The idea hit me like a ton of bricks, well maybe not that hard, more like a ton of pricks. I had been toying with idea now and then, mustering, the courage to admit that it was in fact the right thing today--to bring my fashion world and writing world together. So, here I am blogging about fashion, costume history and design. I had been putting off the idea of blog for far too long. It was after reading "The Satorialist"--a well created blog by a man with an eye for fashion and a heart of gold.
I wanted my first blog to have a theme, an objective, precisely a motivation. But I'm hitting my writer's wall. So, instead of falling a linear direction I will instead write what I know in any way that it comes to me. Here goes...
Let's first start out with what I like; I like color, pattern, texture. I know it's overdone and completely cliche, but I like everything Carrie Bradshaw encompasses--her style and her voice for fashion make my heart melt.

I like "sexy"--think Brigette Bardot and Catherine Denunive circa 1958. Reds, and cat eyes and big hair, OH MY!