Les Femmes des Fleur | Celebrating 70 Years of Dior

To create and define a vision, carried years beyond, is a testament to the art, and the artist. To call Christian Dior a designer seems unfair, or inept in description. Instead, he is the iChing of definitive womanly elegance. Rejecting the status quo, as most innovators do, he draped layers upon layers of fabric creating beautifully exaggerated hemlines. Opting instead to celebrate a woman’s woman-ness through shape and tailoring, applique and embroidery- thus creating a demure prowess of wearable art. He had a proclivity for taking style beyond a dress, equally celebrating the details; footnoting fashion with accessories and fragrance.

Qui est-elle? The Dior woman is art, in human form. She is emboldened, by the symbiotic relationship between woman and wardrobe. Though her intricately placed appliqué may be delicate, she is not. Instead, Miss Dior is the juxtaposition of confidence and strength, elegance and grace.

It took but a decade to solidify his vision in fashion culture- and from Yves to Chiuri, the bones of the brand remain- lovely. Each piece tells the story of a woman: creating a memory, a moment, or simply celebrating her individual womanhood, in pieces of art that that blare strength and femininity, as defined by its original artist, Mr. Dior.

xo,

FACEMAID

Stairway to Couture Heaven…

Seeing Red…

When the World is your inspiration…

Femme Noir

Strength is in the details…

I am every one of these women!

I was inspired by the Dior esthetic- length, layers, lamé.
Vintage skirt and blouse.
Shoe: Oscar de la Renta
Caplet- NYC

And so the ending, is a peek into the beginning.

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Bodegas And Tutus | About Last Night…

We were hungry; even after a dinner of fra diavolo. My photog friend Kimberly’s obsession with corner stores, and my equal obsession with tutus, we decided to embark on one of New York’s most consistent late-night gifts- the neighborhood bodega. But first, let me throw something on…

🙂

FACEMAID

Accoutrements...

Accoutrements…

Hungry Harlem Nights...

Hungry Harlem Nights…

…I'll Have One of Everything...

…I’ll Have One of Everything…

…Eyes vs. Stomach… Shirt:  J. Crew Tutu:  Asos Belt:   Vintage

…Eyes vs. Stomach…
Shirt: J. Crew
Tutu: Asos
Belt: Vintage

…Food For Thought...

…Food For Thought…

…Happy Face...

…Love, and Food, Conquers All!…:)

Photography By:  Kimberly Anderson @HowtoKIM

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Bay • Bae | She is San Francisco

She is everyone’s ‘Swipe Right.’ The attraction to her is instant. With an easy, relaxed energy, her minimalism negates any hint of arrogance. Her architecture draws you in with its charm. The hills and curves of her streets help balance brains and beauty; but her Silicone is cerebral. She is innovative, and artistic; cultured in cuisine, a master of Mandarin: the total package. If you want to court her, it will cost you. Fitting, when one harbors one of the seven wonders.

She is amorous, often leaving love notes scattered about like emoji hearts, reminding you to show love, to share love, to make love… And in between lovers, she is the best friend that feeds you after a breakup, whispering, ‘Rest here, reset here, control alt delete, then repeat love, here…’

Like hazy grey skies with rays of sunshine fighting their way through the fog, her style is ‘street smarts –meets- Celine.’ She puts a little cool on the classics. I tempered her crispness with neutral layers of taupe against bold lips, mimicking her shades of gray, and graffiti.

On our last day hanging out she initiated a dare. Wanting to impress her, I braved an internal battle, facing my fear of heights, and bridges, crossing her illustrious Golden Gate, to euphoria. But yeah, do not be fooled by her finesse; there are piercings and body art under her Bottega. And she keeps an island just off her bay…

High on Hill,

Facemaid

…Charming...

…Charming…

'…Love waits there...'

‘…Love waits there…’

'…Hanging on a Cable Car...'

‘…Hanging on a Cable Car…’

...Fifty Shades...

…Fifty Shades…

Love, is  this way...

Love, is this way…

'…Morning fog may chill the air...'

‘…Morning fog may chill the air…’

'…A western street, with eastern manners...'

‘…A western street, with eastern manners…’

…The stimulation of Chinatown...

…The stimulation of Chinatown…

…Call me Dumplin...

…Call me Dumplin…

…Fear-less...

…Fear-less…

…{un} Wireless...

…{un} Wireless…

'…Little cable cars climb halfway to the stars...'

‘…Little cable cars climb halfway to the stars…’

'…I left my heart in San Francisco...'

‘…I left my heart in San Francisco…’

…Euphoria...

…Euphoria…

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FACEMAID Vol. 1

It’s Here…It’s Here…It’s Here…It’s Here!!!!

My predisposition to fantasy leaves me living in perpetual theme inciting inspiration for not only my daily attire, but in my travels as well…A movie, a color, an icon, all evoke a feeling, a vibe…expressed via fashion and face…thus this virtual brain space was born…

FACEMAID | Celebrate The Pretty

FACEMAID is a celebration of inspiration encapsulating everything I love: fashion, film, places, products…all the ways I decorate my life, in theme…

I believe…In Having a Theme Song…In Love…In Experiencing the World (some call this travel)…In Caftans and Kimonos…In Midi Skirts and Maxi Dresses…I Believe in Finding the Perfect Red Lipstick…In Grandmas and Rose Gold…In Inspiration…In Hope…In Moisturizer and Liquid Liner…I believe in Natural Beauty AND Full Glam…In Mascara, Lashes, Mascara, (in that order)…I believe in Big Curly Hair and Fresh Flowers…I believe Sade will always get you through…I believe Moving Your Body means You’re Dancing…In Girlfriends and Gratitude…I believe in DREAMS and IDEAS…But Most of All, I Believe You Should
CELEBRATE THE PRETTY!!!!

Xo, FACEMAID

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