Seated in front of my coffee, I was making my way through British Vogue. There, Alexa Chung talked about her style. She was saying that she’ll always be a tomboy and gave a Valentine Fillol-Cordier quote, “Dressing like a boy and you’ll get way further with the boys…”
I close the magazine, swallow a huge gulp of coffee and get myself ready for a shoot. Except this time, I’m the one in front of the camera. A perfect excuse to wear my feather skirt, with super high heels thrusting my body forward and a little jean jacket all adding up to a rather spectacular result. I’m thinking that off in the distance, in the urban jungle, you could easily enough confuse me with an ostrich.
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Publié par Garance, le jeudi 25 juin 2009
Dans dressing
There are a few things I got a little too used to a little too quickly.
+ Heels : When I was really young, I used to wear them just for special occasions. And then quickly after, I would wear them at night. And then for meetings for work. And then for meeting up with friends. Yeah, okay, and then for shopping. Then with breakfast, heading out to grab a baguette, you get the idea.
+ Going down to take the garbage out in heels, curious look on landlord’s face.
+ Checking out http://www.awfulplasticsurgery.com/.
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Publié par Garance, le jeudi 18 juin 2009
Dans c'est ma vie
I fell over backward the first time I saw this Vuitton bag by Sofia Coppola. Yep, I’ll admit it. I’m comin’ clean. There are still a few things in this world of ours that will throw me into hysterics. Most of the time, I’m all intellect and sophistication, but sometimes, oh, SOMETIMES!!! Certain objects literally intoxicate me.
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Publié par Garance, le jeudi 4 juin 2009
Dans c'est ma vie
All sunglasses look good on me. I’m serious. You can test me on this if you want. All of them, no exceptions.
When I try out a pair of sunglasses, this is what I get all the time, “Oh! Mademoiselle! It’s amazing how great those look on you.” To that, I raise a proud eyebrow and say:
“Okay, so I’m just going to stop you right there: all sun glasses look good on me. Can we quit with the praises of my perfect little oval please and concentrate a little more on the model here. Tell me: you got anything new?
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Publié par Garance, le jeudi 28 mai 2009
Dans dressing, illustration
I’m the opposite of a hands-on girl. Changing a lightbulb already takes me at least a year and I’ve had a set of shelves from Ikea that’s been waiting in the middle of the room for a very well meaning soul to come put it up for me. Oh and I should say, the well meaning soul needs to think ahead and bring a drill over to my house that I will have undoubtedly never asked him to bring, and hey, who knows, this could all happen in 2014 or so, what do you think?
Returning to the subject of the day because yes, there is one indeed.
My subject of the day is that yesterday, I came across this photo (first image, up top) I took in NYC last season (in fashion vocab: an eternity ago), and it made something go off in the do-it-yourself lobe of my brain.
My jacket! The leather one! The slightly bizarre red one (in fashion vocab: completely out of style) I found bargain hunting 3 years ago (in fashion vocab: the last ice age) that I never wore!!! Mais voilà! I’m gettin’ rid of the sleeves!
And here’s how in no more than THREE MINUTES (because any longer the jacket would have been stuck right there in the middle of the floor with the Ikea shelves) I cut off the sleeves of my vintage jacket and how I put together my own little it-jacket just for me.
Leather is perfect: if you cut it with scissors, you get a nice unfinished edge, translation into fashion vocab: total designer piece. A beautiful result, Garance is content with herself, smiles all around. She passes a fine afternoon alone with her red sleeveless jacket, strutting her stuff down the street.
All that for THREE MINUTES of work. Now that’s what I call the beginning of a new vocation. We gotta start a new realty show. Susan Boyle, beware!
Look out for the next lighting strike of a DIY attack when I make this Chanel t-shirt in TWO MINUTES FLAT. I don’t know why I like it, but I like it. Think of it this way:
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Publié par Garance, le mardi 26 mai 2009
Dans dressing
Swimsuit Alex Wang, glasses Cutler & Gross
We were all seated in candlelight, close together, shoulders touching, eyes wide open, hanging on every word of our dear bachelorette’s lips whom we had forced to tell us her entire love story from the beginning with not a detail missing.
The tension was palpable. We were just getting to the meaty part of the story, if you know what I mean, the suspense and the romance were so thick, you could have cut them with a knife. In our hearts, violins were soaring… Well, okay, at least I imagine so.
Géraldine says, “My heart was beating so fast. I was trembling. The tension was unimaginable… But I was so happy because I knew he was the guy. We left the restaurant and right then and there, rain. An unbelievable storm, and I didn’t know what to think anymore. It was good, it was, but I was lost, because…”
And right then, and I swear this happened!!! A good dozen or so voices yell out in chorus:
“…because you were afraid of the frizzies!”
Géraldine was aghast, and then everyone just burst into laughter.
No but really, girls, sometimes we really are something.
Translation : Tim Sullivan
Publié par Garance, le mardi 19 mai 2009
Dans c'est ma vie, illustration
