a palette of an emotional cynic.

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she's so plaid.

vintage tent dress (ebay), straw jaguar bag (gift from v) and beige granny boots (thrifted).

i am not a salad person and it sadly shows hahaha. but due to my latest promise to (slowly and silently) eliminate my thigh-fattening passions and replace them with a healthier menu instead of diving headfirst on the 'white girl diet'. so far i've forced myself to munch on a basic salad from safeway but i somewhat failed and added garlic croutons. agh i know i know! but alas we all need a little bit of cellulite in our step and i've got tons to flaunt.

oh and yes must have my strawberry wild smoothie. i was a jamba girl for the better part of my high school years. somehow i still can't get the sound of whirling blenders and the scent of 'boosters' outta my system.

californian matroshka.

i've always been obsessed with vintage peasant tunics and handkerchiefs. its just a subtle change to hide the fact this adorable little bohemian is actually a hot-tempered boxer who nearly ALWAYS wears black, is in love with archeology and loathes beer. hahaha, gotta love it. there's just something earthly and subtle about hand embroidered motifs, ultra soft mexican cotton and neutral tones. had an incredible craving for authentic chalupas, so we headed over to uma mas!, where they have the most amazing array of grilled meat and condiments. must have avocado and jalapenos! oh i cannot wait for summer to finally arrive. 

 

p.s. since i'm still quite a newborn to the blogging world, i'm always looking for amazing blogs and hilarious writers. please feel free to suggest your own or others that you cannot live without! my taste isn't limited to just fashion. i'll definitely let them know you suggested them. so please drop a line and let me check it out tonight. 

 

slava zaitsev.

like most little russian girls overseas and at home, i'm wildly anticipating the russian fashion week fw2010/11 which showcases not only many of russia's beloved designers, but also announcing my homeland's magnificent return to its rich and affluent past. yet there's one designer in particular who's creations never cease to leave me stunned, intrigued and inspired. none other than russia's dear own, slava zaitsev.

perhaps many prefer the violent cuts of the modern androgynous silhouette, but personally its the intoxicating cocktail of femininity and old world that wins me over. the opulence, the eccentricity, the glamour, the boldness of his pieces put me into a state of childish giddiness. a taste of the modern disowned aristocrat in her own fairy tale of expensive cars, synthetic techno and happy meals with stolichnaya.  

i'm in love.

google, couture.ru.