I'm not going to say much, because it'll ruin the story. But see this girl. She looks somewhat surprised, but not in a "I'm going to kill myself because someone shaved off all of my hair" kinda way. Well. This photo could have been me....but with a VERY different expression on ol' One of 365's face. Seriously---don't ever fuck with my hair.
Dear Ethers,
OH MY GOD. I have the CRAZIEST story to tell you. Right. So, you know how I’m always going on about my hair and its length. I mean, by this time you know the diameter of each follicle. But you also know how much I treasure it. I swore the only way I would ever cut my hair is if I became destitute and it was the last thing I had to pawn to eat that night.
So, I had straightened my hair for an event and had been wearing it down because I usually don’t take much care to make a fuss over it (you know, tying it in a messy bun etc…) and wanted to work my “do.” I’m walking down the street and this woman comes up to me and says, “You have the most beautiful hair.” Well, of course I was pleased and thanked her very much. But she went on. “Is that your natural color?” I politely responded, “Yes, it’s my own.” “So you don’t use any dyes at all?” Okay, now not only was I getting annoyed, but I was getting weirded out. I said, “Look, I’m real busy…” and she cut me off and started telling me that she worked for this charity called “Locks of Love” and they were really desperate for donors because all of the salon owners were paying a fortune to girls and it was the recession.
Now, I’m not saying I’m the most benevolent person in the world, but I do give to certain charities. But they are ones that I choose and that I approach. I make it a policy NEVER to give to charities on streets or on the phone. I like to do my research on the net and donate via e-mail. But regardless, where was this woman’s badge? Who the hell was she? And I’m sure “Locks of Love” didn’t have a bombard you policy that freaked young women out on the street.
I calmly told her that I had no intention of cutting my hair and that I would appreciate her leaving me alone as I felt this was very inappropriate. Now, a normal person would walk away. Oh no, this lady got PISSED. “Don’t you care about kids with cancer? Women who’ve been burned and lost parts of their scalp?” Did I mention I’m standing on a street where there were cafes and people were staring at us? I just started walking away—but she followed. I started to reach for my cell phone and my keys.
And then I felt a tug.
My whole body went numb and I swear to god for a second I thought she took out shears and lopped my hair off.
I spun around and screamed at her to never fucking touch me again and that I was dialing 911. I’ve never seen a skinny woman with a bob-cut run so fast in my whole life.
When I got home I called “Locks of Love” and told them my story. And Ethers, I’m not joking (and you might think I’m a pussy) I was crying. I think they were afraid I was going to sue for assault charges. But the truth is I didn’t have the woman’s name and they said they have so many volunteers that even with my description of her, it was hopeless.
I think “Locks of Love” do a wonderful thing and I do not want to incriminate them for one woman’s insane breakdown. But I have to tell you that I will never forget that moment. I did wonder if that woman was really from “Locks of Love” because they told me that dyed hair WAS acceptable though bleached wasn’t. And if the lady had cut my hair without it being in a braid or ponytail first she would have done it for nothing—they can’t accept it loose. Oh and FYI, if you ever DO want to donate, your hair needs to be 10” tip-tip minimum (and they do request it to be clean, thank you very much).
Later that night I took a shower, used my special Kerastase shampoo that I pull out for special occasions and my Redkin conditioner that is for VERY special moments, and lathered up grateful for something to still be attached to my head. My waves re-appeared, and as my hair dried, up it went into its lazy bun happy to be protected. I was just so happy to have given my OWN locks some love that night when it all could have been snipped away by some nutter with a bad bowl cut. Sheesh. Only in L.A.
I’ve looked over my past Fridays and noticed a bit of a vintage vibe thing going on. I realized, “Hey, many of you fashionista-Ethers may not be so into old skool dressing and may want something very right now!” And let me tell you, this set of digits can wear it modern too. So, I chose something that I thought was a bit sexy but also classy–we do not do “slapper” here at “Fashion Fridays!” Yes, the top is very low cut, but the material and the style is very French linen making up for the expanse of cleavage. The jeans are tight and black, but they are a classic cut and do not show off any cracks that shouldn’t be in the plaster if you know what I mean And the shoes! Oh man, DO NOT get me started! They are my latest acquisition. I think they are modern, architectural and just do everything a heel should do. And the best part? They are comfortable so you can boogie all night long in style.
I always like to give a story to my outfit, so tonight I’ll call this the “City Girl Night Time In The Summer” look. I can see our lady in London or NYC walking in the Village or in Soho. It’s a hot, August evening where you want to be wearing the bare minimum–especially if you’re going to be stuffed in a club or bar. You can go from work in this outfit to drinks with your girls, or dinner with your guy (just put on a cardigan or funky tailored jacket, sleeves slightly pushed up, and a single button done up over the cami. I’d say this was for a more casual, trendy work-place though). Great for dancing the night away because the camisole is light, the shoes comfy and the jeans have a bit of stretch so you can get down and move. Amazing for an evening at an exhibition (the artists will all LOVE the lines and colors of your shoes) where canapes, Warhol and champagne will be inhaled and you’ll be slightly tipsy off the genius of the NYU grads and the bubbly as you’re whisked away in your yellow taxi. And when your night is ending with Big Ben ringing and sunlight coming up over Parliament, you don’t have to look like you’re wearing a walk of shame outfit. Remember, this lovely frock transitions night to day no problem–just make sure you powder your face and add a new slick of gloss to those happy lips.
Summer. City. Night. This is a great outfit to wear to look comfortable IN, feel sexy IN and have fun IN. Modern, stylish and classy=perfection.
I don't normally do a back-shot but I wanted you to see the cross-back detail of this lovely top. I adore the thick straps and the look of it being like corsetry. I just think you would have missed out from just a front view. Pose is tres J Lo, no? LOL!
When I saw this top I had to have it. It was sitting in a little sale bin in a fancy boutique on Robertson Blvd. in Los Angeles and everything was on crazy clearance. The place was a madhouse and all the good stuff was going and I couldn't get my hands on anything. And then....I saw this! I loved the almost Victorian linen quality of the piece, but with the modern, deep cut. You really cannot have terribly large, wall-eyed or sagging breasts with this baby. I'm not saying my boobs are perfect, but this top really challenges "the girls" and you need to be able to fill it out with no spillage and have enough cleavage so you don't look flat chested. I might have to wear tape with it because if you aren't always watching, and you lean forward, BAM, a boob falls out! This is a thinking girls top, for sure! Borbonese Cross Back Camisole, originally $300 reduced to $60 Vionette Boutique Los Angeles
This is just one of those weird and wonderful things you throw together and make a necklace out of. The big gold "hunk" is part of a broken necklace from my Grandmother's costume jewellery from the 50's or 60's that I like to wear as a pendant, and the brooch I attached to the pendant is of a Chinese man who is holding a large pearl. I thought the two looked fun together and I needed something to break up the large chest space that the top was creating in my cleavage area. I thought this was a fun and funky way to do it. Faux Gold Pendant and Silver Brooch, One of 365's Own, Priceless!
Jeans photographed really gray, but they are a deep black. These are the most flattering denim I own. I wish I knew the style but I got them from a store that buys from stylists and designers, and these were a sample that were in the process of being chopped and changed for J Brand. I think they were just a design sample---they may never have actually ever produced these jeans. Ahhh, are they comfy! They have great stretch, hug you in the right places making your legs look like a tall drink of water and they give your tush a nice lift too. And guess what, these lovelies were are a bargain. J Brand usually go for like, what, $150-200 bucks, right? Well....J Brand Black Denim Jeans, $36 (WOWZA!) Brand New, Buffalo Exchange Los Angeles
Okay. I saw these in the sales and made a bee-line for them. A lovely bloke in the shop in L.A. named Alex (hi Alex!) is amazing and pointed out that all shoes were 75% off. Reiss have a bit of a funky shoe sizing issue. I would have bought more but they either make you buy a US 6.5 or a 7.5. I'm a 7! So, that these fit me, and they were my 1st choice of any pair...well, it was my lucky day. And, Miss Fergie (of Black Eyed Peas not of Weight Watchers fame) bought them too, my lovely source told me, so I am truly Fergalicious! I love the colors, the textures (they are champagne satin, black patent, and an aqua faux reptile) with the cutest little grosgrain ties in the back. The heel height is perfect and they are like wearing slippers! I was wearing them with jeans, but with a skirt or dress they make your gams look like uber model. I love Reiss. So pricey here in the States and the sales tend to not go as low as they do in the UK, but these were a bloody bargain! Rocco Sandal Originally $295 reduced to $88.50 Reiss Los Angeles