I am happy to see flannel-y shirts coming back into style.
I don't care if I look like a lumberjack. They are comfortable and warm. I miss flannel.
I do not miss tapered/skinny/cigarette jeans. I thought they were really ugly the first time around, and I think so now. I don't think they flatter anybody. At least, no one I've seen. But if you like them, more power to you, because everyone should just wear whatever they think they look best in (barring dress codes and including common sense).
Unfortunately, I am a snotty anti-Walmart hippie, so this line is not for me. le sigh.
I like the buffalo check shirt. Everybody has been wearing them (like you said) and it looks like a potentially very flattering cut. Plus $12, might as well go try one on. "Miley Cyrus" fashion line means "tacky and young" to me, so I find this line quite pleasant.
In addition to not being fresh now, this is all stuff I could have purchased at the mall in 1987 before heading off to the Def Leppard concert with my girls.
I would like this coat so much better if it looked like Siberian tiger (which would def. have to be faux; I will cut anyone who tries to cut my spirit animal)!!
I do not like leopard print. It seems like EVERY season they try to make "animal print" the thing. Is there a factory of this crap somewhere that they're trying desperately to get rid of?
@greengrey: If there is, indeed, an overloaded leopard-print garment factory, they can unload it unto me ... I can't get enough of it! I dunno why. I know I'm probably going to grow up to be Lisa Rinna, but I can't help it!
And lo, the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and her feet were as the feet of a bear, and her mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave her his power, and his seat, and great authority.
@G Gordon Liddy: Well, I don't know about Ms. Moss', but my mother has a coat with a pattern that looks very similar, and hers was once an ocelot. It's from the late 50's or early 60's. She wears it only 3-4 times a year, and stores it carefully, so it's in excellent shape. It literally makes my stomach turn every time she wears it. I can't walk on the same side of the street with her when she has it on. No one looks twice because everyone assumes it's fake, I think.
She can't understand why I'm so "hysterical" about it. She has a few furs and she doesn't get why this one in particular pushes all my buttons. I'm not sure why either. Maybe because all the other furs, I can rationalize them - they are farmed, they aren't endangered, they aren't adorable kitty-cats. But something about knowing that this was once a magnificent, bold animal (and maybe my two personal little cousins-to-an-ocelot who hog 2/3 of the bed every night) makes this different.
The style is gorgeous, though. A three-quarter length classic double-breasted trench. Something straight out of Catherine Deneuve's closet.
@clickable: I found a vintage ocelot coat at a yard sale once for $350. Rationally, I should have bought it--it was gorgeous and worth a fortune, even if I couldn't legally sell it (or buy it). When I touched it, it felt just like petting a housecat. My stomach turned and I got the hell out of there.
I much prefer my cat fur to be on live kitties. I can handle not wearing it.
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I don't care if I look like a lumberjack. They are comfortable and warm. I miss flannel.
I do not miss tapered/skinny/cigarette jeans. I thought they were really ugly the first time around, and I think so now. I don't think they flatter anybody. At least, no one I've seen. But if you like them, more power to you, because everyone should just wear whatever they think they look best in (barring dress codes and including common sense).
Unfortunately, I am a snotty anti-Walmart hippie, so this line is not for me. le sigh.
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But really, what is the need for a tiny half vest?
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Why must she tease.
I mean I already have 3 leopard coats but still, I need THAT one.
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She can't understand why I'm so "hysterical" about it. She has a few furs and she doesn't get why this one in particular pushes all my buttons. I'm not sure why either. Maybe because all the other furs, I can rationalize them - they are farmed, they aren't endangered, they aren't adorable kitty-cats. But something about knowing that this was once a magnificent, bold animal (and maybe my two personal little cousins-to-an-ocelot who hog 2/3 of the bed every night) makes this different.
The style is gorgeous, though. A three-quarter length classic double-breasted trench. Something straight out of Catherine Deneuve's closet.
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I much prefer my cat fur to be on live kitties. I can handle not wearing it.
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Just kitten (kiddin')!
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