Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Going for the Gold

Style a la moda has a new home at Like Solid Gold

Starting fresh. Come on over!

Thursday, October 2, 2008

I am lamelamelame.

Fact: I suck at blogging.
Fact: I fantasize about having time to blog.
Fact: Theatre, writing, and school (mainly Russian) have consumed my life.

If I didn't feel bad about using this blog to write (read: bitch...probably) about my day, then I might be blogging more. We'll see. My monthly updates are pretty much lame-ville, though. All of you out there that are blogging all the time, you rock. And you make my school day so much more tolerable! Maybe someday I'll have more time to actually blog again...sighhh. Now, here's a pretty photograph to look at. I'm at least trying to contribute!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Karl: Now available to cuddle.

Is it wrong that I want Karl in my bed? In teddy bear form? I guess Steiff, German teddy bear makers, don't see anything strange about it because they're offering you a teddy-version of the man for $1500 big ones. Guess those little plastic sunglasses must be designer. Maybe someone will get crazy and make a DIY Karl Teddy Bear? Someone with a lot of time on their hands should do that...

Saturday, August 16, 2008

I'm not dead.

So, I moved. I have no interwebs. I have serious interior decorating and organizing to do. I have yet to move my clothing into this very tiny closet. Adulthood is kind of lame. I'll be back when I have more to say on more important topics. There will be less fragments at that time. I hope.

I will be back!

Saturday, July 19, 2008

New Vintage. Oxymoron.

So, I've had my first free Saturday for what feels like the whole summer, and I managed to re-list some things that didn't sell, and list a few new things. A few really super crazy awesome things. I wish I could keep them, but one of you would give them such a great, stylish home! So, if you're looking for a cherry red leather motorcycle jacket, blazer like bodice on a mini dress, or a nautical jumpsuit--hopefully I've made your day. And if you weren't looking for them, you might be changing your mind. I re-listed that totally adorable white 80's party dress with the pink flowers and scalloped neck, too. Go to Solid Gold Vintage and bidddd. I need to pay rent in a month. As usual, I'm apologizing for NEVER posting. I have about 45 minutes of free time a day, and I use that for homework. School, Work, my sweet 45 minutes of free time for homework or dinner, and Grease rehearsals = my life. But, here are the top three items up for sale, as previously described:

Friday, July 11, 2008

(Old) Man Power.

The Sartorialist always has impeccable photos of impeccably dressed older gentlemen. This man has the perfect cuffed trousers and the perfect blazer--I am obsessed with the pushed up sleeves and the shirt just peeking out around the collars and cuffs. I totally need this man's outfit. Whenever I bunch up the sleeves on my blazer, they just end up inching down and finding their way back to my wrists. Oh, to be old and worldly and well dressed. Anyone else weirdly obsessed with old-man clothing?

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Stars and Stripes and neurosis (forever).

You know those times when it's almost midnight, and you just put some homemade cupcakes in the oven, but you spilled flour all over the floor (as always) and you're down on your hands and knees with a paper towel and some Fantastick getting said flour all over the hems of your Marc Jacobs jeans and hoping to god that the internet wasn't lying to you when it said (as if it were an actual person) that sour cream was an acceptable substitute for buttermilk, and yet you justify it all because the cupcakes are for your brother's birthday and you're wearing that cute little vintage ruffled apron with the pineapples on it? No? Maybe it's just me.

I swear someday I will have actual posts. Long weekend away from home coming up. After that I'll be listing more vintage on eBay, doing outfit posts regularly (it's my independence day resolution), and working most likely long hours at night for Grease.

Happy Fourth of July to all who celebrate it. Now pull a Karl and get all patriotic-like!