This weekend I had the honor of meeting a very sweet young but enterprising fashion designer, Chloe Selby. Though most of our discussion was about ingredients in a “make your own smoothie”, and how strawberries, mint, parsley, and spinach obviously do NOT make a good combo (duh! What was I thinking?), we did touch on blogging and fashion and our dreams. It was so refreshing to meet someone young and unaffected. Despite our age difference, Chloe did not mind staying engaged in conversation. Even though she is sage beyond her years, Chloe reminded me of the innocence of youth and how its okay to not only dare to dream, but to work towards a dream. I fear that as we age, we loose faith in the universe and we loose our ability to dream. Loss after loss, we acquire an attitude of “whats the point?” and eventually just stop dreaming all together. Lets not let this happen to us. No matter how many nay sayers you meet, and no matter how old you are and how many adversities you’ve faced, don’t let go of your dreams. And if you’ve grown out of some dreams, write a new list. Start small and work towards big. Not every dream will end in disappointment. It just wont. And when some do come to fruition, embrace the moment and celebrate!
If any of you have read The Fountainhead, you’ll remember Howard Roark’s attitude towards learning all the the details of a job before being able to master overall production. Along with her obvious passion, I was very impressed with Chloe’s respect for learning the art of sewing, pattern making, and the rest of the ingredients that make up fashion design. I also adored her Jacqui Aiche necklace. Anyone who has an appreciation for Jacqui Aiche has appreciation from me. This fille will most certainly make it to the top. I look forward to following her blog and seeing her creations. Check her out yourself: Chloe Selby Style
Craziness at work ensues this week, but its all fun! Danielle sent a few summer pieces, all of which were totally unflattering for my body type and extremely expensive. Like my smoothie from above, this is not a good combo! Boo! Still looking for that perfect number to go with my SW buff highlands (see previous post), I decided to rebel and pick a few pieces myself. Staying in line with my resolution, I wanted to pick just one piece that was affordable, current, and could replace something else in my closet. These are the three I ordered, hopefully one works:
Meanwhile, I’m obsessing over these shoes. I have no idea why, since they look like orthopedic shoes for the elderly. I think because they look so cute when Danielle outfits them on her blog, AND because they honestly look comfortable. My ballerina see these and think “clouds!”. They are very hip right now and I can wear them even with a mini dress. Extra bonus? MSM will be SO pleased I’m not in heels and we can walk for miles on our dates!
Once upon a time, a million years ago, when smog was not a worry, children didn’t have to wear bike helmets, and there was no such thing as auto correct, a shy 13 year old girl (me) discovered Seventeen magazine. She read each issue back cover to front, taking in all its photographic glory, reading every article including the letters to the editors. As the images permeated her imagination, she could escape into the fantasized fairy tales. She was on the other side of the looking glass, wearing the beautiful clothes, running amongst the nymph models through alternate bewitchingly created universes. Also the articles provided sage advice and funny anecdotes. Her love, or obsession if we dare, with fashion was born.
A few weeks ago my friend Emily invited me to a fashion show benefitting City of Hope, an LA based cancer research and treatment hospital. Since I was on my work hiatus, I could excitedly RSVP “yes”, despite the event being held at one in the afternoon on a Friday. I don’t watch much reality television, so the fact the event was being televised on The Shahs of Sunset meant nothing to me- other than heavier than usual makeup and an immaculate outfit. How exciting! My first fashion show!
Asa’s Kaftans for City of Hope:
The event was held at The Four Seasons Beverly Hills. Wow this venue is beyond gorgeous. The Penninsula Hotel in Beverly Hills is one of my all time favorites. It’s posh but feels somehow approachable. It’s sort of like a little bit of a dream brought to reality. The Four Seasons, alternatively, is a little slice of heaven. Lush greens with well groomed gardens ensconce the hotel. Soft flowing lavish fabrics hanging from colums, dancing in the wind.
Traffic was terrible- who knew so many people would be out and about at 1pm on a Friday? I mean it is LA, I guess. Home to the rich and famous who don’t, apparently, need to work- or at least don’t need to go to the office to work. Anyways, I digress…..as I was saying, traffic was awful and I arrived not so fashionably late- 73 minutes late, to be exact.
I was signed in by a very gregarious man who explained he was one of the producers of Shah’s of Sunset, and then escorted me to the party. Luckily, as commonly expected in television production, everything was running behind. I hadn’t missed a thing! There was a silent auction table including wonderful items like a Skinny Girl libation basket, stunning pearl earrings, and a day trip to a world renowned spa. I put bids on the Skinny Girl and the Earrings. Little tip when it comes to silent auctions- be careful of what and how much you bid. Choose wisely. Three years ago I bid on 6 items at the Junior League of LA’s Harvest Boutique and I won every single item, totaling well over a thousand dollars! I mean yeah, it was for a good cause but that was a lot more than I wanted or had expected to spend!
I knew no one attending the party, only my friends Emily, Victoria, and January- who were working the party. I took a deep breath to get a grasp on my courage and began to tour the “room” (it was an outdoor patio area) and start conversations with a bunch of strangers. I met two women that own a PR agency and seemed to really love their jobs, a lovely editor in chief of a celebrity lifestyle magazine, and a group of well dressed co-eds. I did glance around the room and noticed that Latoya (I thought it was Janet) Jackson was there. Cool!
Finally the fashion show was to begin. The party progressed onto the adjacent lawn, resplendent with sunlight and brilliantly saturated greens. How gorgeous this area was! I could imagine a princess getting married here. Emily and Asa both stood and spoke for a moment, explaining the event. As the music played, the models amusingly walked by, the fluid fabrics flowing behind as a light wind took grasp of the kaftans. Asa’s Kaftans of multitudinous colors perfectly contrasted the green setting. I appreciated the designer picking models of all shapes and sizes. They walked with such confidence. I could tell everyone was having fun.
After the fashion show I spoke with Emily and met a very attractive colleague who was introduced as Asa’s “soul mate”. He was kind, spiritual, and very intelligent. I asked if he worked in fashion as well. He mischievously smiled and answered “No, I work in music. Mostly on the business side, but I’m working on an album.” We discussed the significance of music and music therapy amongst other things. When we parted ways I told him “good luck on your album! I hope to hear it and see it sometime!” Later I found out he was Jermaine Jackson Junior. Ha! I hope its a good thing I never know who anyone is prior to meeting them! (AKA I’m totally embarrassed).
What the heck to wear to a benefit Fashion Show held in the middle of the afternoon:
I seriously had NO clue! I mean for me this event was at the oddest time of day. Cocktail attire seemed too dressy, business attire too casual. Plus I knew friends of the fashion industry would be in attendance, so I wanted to make sure my outfit had edge and was a fair player. And on top of that it was to be televised!
Danielle definitely pulled through. I’m not sure why, but I’m always impressed when she throws out an outfit idea without looking through my wardrobe. How does she remember what I own? This time she really surprised me because she suggested a pair of shoes I bought nine years ago. A pair with which she’s never truly admitted are acceptable! I guess fairy godmothers remember everything :).
I had a fantastic time at my first fashion show. I look forward to hopefully one day attending another! I ALSO look forward to watching this episode on Bravo. It will be fun to see if I made it in the cut!
Asa’s family and friends were all so lovely. I hope her line sells exquisitely. If you are interested in purchasing an Asa Kaftan, please click here: Asa Kaftans
If you are interested in learning about or donating to City Of Hope, please click here: City Of Hope