Anyway, so I got this cape recently, and then found another thing, which combined with still another thing is going to result in the perfect outfit. I'm preparing you now, so when it finally arrives you'll be able to survive it. A friend demanded to see this cape straightaway though, so I gave in and rustled up another look so I could post. Now, there is something about capes that makes me want to take and then post many, many pictures. So I'm going to. Get stoked. (I know, too late! You're already as stoked as humanly possible!)
Credits first, so I can feel better about laying some inane captions on you guys: Alexander McQueen dress, 1930s silk velvet cape from eBay, vintage hat from an antique shop, Christian Louboutin heels. Alright, let's do this:
How do I pose to best show off this garment? Let me consider this, and indicate said consideration with an expression of disinterested ennui.
Let's show everyone the lining!!
More lining! All the lining!!
Time to check the weather. Is is still raining? Oh, it is? Cool. Great. Fantastic. >:(
Me @ this stupid weather.
Am I still wearing shoes? Yes? Whew.
Oh man, in the process of trying not to pose so you can actually see the structure of these insane shoulders, I just noticed there's a door there!!
Holy fuck, I love this door!
Rhinestone clasp, unbearably soft velvet, shiny lips, fuzzy hair, shocking pink, oh man, what more could you ask for from a photo?! Nothing! I know! It's all for you, faithful readers of my blog!
In other news of acquisition, I couldn't resist picking up ADR's fragrance:
Ridiculously delicate "bottle," hopefully less delicate perfume vial.
The literature that came with the package was all like "be careful! it's delicate! it'll break! you will choke to death on the glass shards of Anna Dello Russo's innate glamour!!!!" but I didn't really realize how delicate until I was attempting to open the bottle and actually smell the fragrance (buying perfume on faith and promises of biscotti - god, do I live on the edge) and in the process of doing so, managed to entirely extract the vial itself from the gold shoe. About three quarters of the way through this process, when I realized the sticky bits on the vial were glue, I realized that I probably wasn't supposed to take the vial out. It is, however, problematic that this party was put together so poorly that they couldn't even manage effective glue (not making stuff stick together: glue, you had one job, and you failed at it).
I kept going though, because I'd like to be able to maybe take this perfume with me sometime, and carrying it around in its natural home apparently constructed of spun sugar and fairy wishes seemed unwise. I got it open, anyway, and oh my god, it smells amazing! Happy ending to an otherwise troubling story!
It's very sweet, a true gourmand, which is my very favorite kind of scent, and in fact it reminds me strongly of my favorite libation, which I've raved about to more than one hapless friend: Pisa Italian Liqueur. Said liqueur is a combination of pistachio, hazelnut, and almond liqueurs, which all adds up to a taste kind of like marzipan wrapped around pure, sweet bliss. This fragrance reminds me very strongly of that, and thus I completely adore it.
This was the amount of packaging for a product that can fit in the palm of my hand. I appreciate the thought, Yoox, but I bought this for myself, so spoiler alert: I knew what it was.
BFF! They're practically cuddling; shameless, these two.
I may not post again before Christmas; if that's so, merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate it, happy Hanukkah to those of you who celebrate that, happy Chrismukkah to Seth Cohen, happy Kwanzaa to Kwanzaa celebrators, happy Solstice to my Pagan pals, and happy Festivus to the rest of you! (Celebrators of nothing, well, it'll all be over soon?)