To avoid making regrettable purchases in the future, I study my wardrobe. I have to ascertain why some purchases ripen into unceasing love and cherished wardrobe staples, whereas other items end up languishing in my closet or being donated to charity shops.
Although my wardrobe is nigh on entirely stripped of excess that don’t correspond with my style or body at all, I have evidently retained possession of a couple of items that are nearly unworn or still in its pristine condition. I don’t want to collect items that merely languish in the closet. That said, it took me a while to realize what the problem is; I tend to gravitate towards clothes that look outstanding on my ‘style icons’. However, said clothes ought to be admired from afar. I surely derive style inspiration from people I can easily emulate, as they might have the same body type, height, or taste as me. Howbeit, this is where I’m likely to trip up and fail to distinguish between a bad choice and a blessing in disguise.
It’s not that the clothes aren’t in tune with my style or my figure. The problem lies in the fact that I don’t really feel comfortable wearing those garments, which equals I don’t look nice at all – simply because, as a matter of fact, no matter how great the garments fit your proportions et cetera, clothes only look good on you if you feel bien dans sa peau (hence I rely on my uniforms). I’m aware that I can’t approximate leather jackets à la Geraldine Saglio, or short dresses à la Jeanne Damas, though I’d love to incorporate said instances into my own style. Another issue is that I sometimes don’t know if I’d feel comfortable wearing a certain clothing until I actually buy and wear it at least once. I seem to only learn through trial and error.
I want a wardrobe that consists solely of dearly loved items that give me joy to wear. Objects that I always look forward to wearing – I’m quite sure such a wardrobe is utterly attainable. I would have owned the perfect capsule wardrobe if I gathered only my beloved clothes, aka my Isabel Marant coat and boots, striped tops, et cetera. In terms of shunning blunders and building the perfect wardrobe, cracking the code is essential.
Now, the challenge is to think three times before I try to emulate some of my ‘style icons’. And I just have to continue reminding myself to admire certain items from a great distance. At least keeping a blog helps me curb my appetite to make too many unfortunate buys.
For me personally, being narcissistic is like having a giant pimple on my nose – I am entirely aware of it, but don’t want anyone to point it out, if that makes any sense.
Ever since I was little, I have been told that one shouldn’t be self-centered. In other words, I grew up with the notion that self-centeredness is something extremely bad and perverse. For that reason, I’ve been trying not to be (too) self-centered in my offline life – but that’s as though one suppresses or tampers with nature, because it’s innate that people have whatever levels of non-pathological narcissism. Hence the Internet is partially a kind of escapism and shelter in which I’m allowed to be as narcissistic as I want to be; yet somehow I’m starting to notice the confines. To be honest I thought there were no boundaries when it comes to blogging, until someone pointed out that pimple on my nose and indicated that it’s a problem. Anyway, at first blogs had the same function as diaries, so it’s normal to talk about yourself in it. Blogging is narcissistic – it’s fundamental in terms of style blogging, and I guess I’m just a tad surprised that someone emphasized that I reek of narcissism as if it’s not normal regarding blogging.
The reason why I’m posting this is because I want my current and prospective visitors to take a look at this page so as not to be thoroughly appalled by the excessive narcissism here. By and large, my blog serves as a device to help me on the long route to the perfect wardrobe, to sort out thoughts on fashion and style, and so on. All my favorite style blogs follow the same concept, but I have earnestly never perceived and will never perceive them as morbidly self-absorbed bloggers.
It’s such a shame that self-centeredness is a “taboo” (at least that’s how I see it), which explicates why my mind is a complete mess. I have never been open to my friends or family regarding feelings and more profound thoughts and subjects, as I fear being too self-centered. I don’t think that’s healthy at all. Often when I inevitably talk about myself to people, the sense of shame haunts my mind for days. Therefore, I want to overlook the limitations in terms of blogging and celebrate healthy narcissism on my blog.
However, I suppose that’s enough navel-gazing for today, and I really hope the concept of my blog is clear. And please don’t point out that ugly zit (or my vulnerability), I’m aware of it and I like to pretend that it isn’t visible. Happy tuesday :)
“You’re considered superficial and silly if you are interested in fashion, but I think you can be substantial and still be interested in frivolity.” (Sofia Coppola)
“If you compare it with philosophy, [fashion] is frivolous. But frivolity may be something good, something that is part of our lives. So I don’t dislike it. And what I like is the mix — that in your life you can have serious things, more frivolous ones. Fashion is about beauty and the search for beauty, I think it’s a fundamental thing. No one criticizes if you want to do beautiful homes. No one criticizes if you want to buy a beautiful chair. But so many intellectuals still criticize why you want to wear beautiful clothes, and it’s only our body, so it must be important in a way.” (Miuccia Prada)
“There is always some frivolity in excellent minds; they have wings to rise, but also stray.” (Joseph Joubert)
“I think here’s nothing wrong with being interested in frivolity, so long as it isn’t your be-all and end-all. Physical things like fashion, architecture, design are important to me because they frame the life you lead – they’re the backdrop and settings that intersect when you form an emotional attachment or memory in association with them.” (Lin, out-of-the-bag.blogspot.com)
Tonight I’m going to see the opera ‘Lulu’ by Alban Berg, which means I ought to be decked out in a fancy gown and such. Unfortunately, I don’t own a dress. As an avid advocate of consistency, tonight’s attire is just another variation of my uniform. Truth be told, it took me practically two hours to try on different garments and create new outfits in order to find something appropriate to wear as a substitute for a dress – but I didn’t feel like myself when wearing said outfits. Therefore I ended up with something safe and familiar, as always. There’s nothing wrong with repeating outfits – I think that’s what creates true, personal style, which is all about knowing what works best for you and consistently being true to it.
Edit: I turned out to be very dressed up in comparison to the rest of the audience. The opera has certainly gotten more relaxed, or perhaps it’s just Norway.
Isabel Marant jacket, Cheap Monday jeans, Hope top, Zara bottines, Rutina watch, Dior sunglasses
(via net-a-porter, apc, colette, diptyque)
I have been dreadfully busy and I can’t even remember when I’ve had time to purchase all these things. Oh well… at least I’ve made some great purchases and indulged in small luxuries to lighten up my sappy life.
I often get questions on what to wear under a semi-sheer or white shirt. Frankly, I’m the last person one should ask when it comes to bras and such, but hear me out! Net a porter offered free shipping last week, and it would be remiss of me not to take advantage of this promotion to invest in the perfect solution for white shirts. So, for those of you who have been struggling with alarming exposure of certain body parts or undergarments; I highly recommend this bra from Calvin Klein. It’s truly magical!
Also, I stumbled across two items I have been trying to unearth for almost a year now simultaneously. The taint of anger is permanently vanished now that I have obtained them. The striped cashmere sweater from A.P.C. is utmost perfection – it’s such an incredible confection that ought to be broached. I’m not exaggerating when I say that it looks as though it was constructed on my body. Too bad I managed to spill red wine on that sweater on its first outing.
In terms of wardrobe planning, however, I haven’t been planning at all, yet I am absolutely happy with each investment. I think my current method works wonderfully – I only settle for perfection. Although I don’t work from a list, I am positively confident in my aptitude to instantaneously descry what works and what doesn’t for my style. I do keep an unwritten list of essentials in mind when I hunt for new wardrobe cornerstones, but I’m open for unpredictable and unplanned finds too, as I’m aware that the most successful mainstays of my wardrobe result from an acute, unaccountable craving. Moreover, making collages helps me to discern between likes and dislikes – it’s as though I reach a kind of collage nirvana that has the answer to whether I should settle for a garment or not. (Credit to Stephanie for the ‘collage nirvana’-phrase).
PS: I’ve bought a domain for my blog, deadfleurette.com.
Oh, I really adore this month’s playlist. It comprises everything from French chansons, Motown, and trip-hop to rock, classical, jazz, electronica, and much more. Additionally, I have made a separate playlist on YouTube for the readers who don’t have access to Spotify – but this list doesn’t incorporate ‘I want you back’ – My Little Pony, and ‘Official’ – Q-tip. On the other hand, the original version of ‘Laisse tomber les filles’ sung by France Gall is included in the YouTube-playlist, but unfortunately the only good version available on Spotify is the cover by April March.
Anyhow, it’s a shame that I couldn’t find ‘I want you back’ – My Little Pony on YouTube. That song is, in my estimation, the best cover version of Jackson 5′s ’I want you back’.
Playlist: Dead Fleurette March’11 / Youtube playlist
|01. This Old Heart Of Mine – The Isley Brothers
02. My Name Is Trouble – Keren Ann
03. Dreaming – Allo, Darlin’
04. Les Play Boys – Jacques Dutronc
05. Under Cover Of Darkness – The Strokes
06. Recession Song – Yan Wagner
07. Positively Inclined - Wax Tailor
08. We Want Our Things - Nite Jewel
09. Excuses – The Morning Benders
10. Children, Don’t Get Weary – Booker T. & The MG’s
11. Swee Piece – RJD2
12. Marathon – Tennis
13. Ceremony – New Order
14. Problem With The Sun – Nicolas Jaar
15. Le Poinçonneur Des Lilas – Serge Gainsbourg
16. Impromptu no. 1 in A flat major, op. 29 - Frederic Chopin
17. I Want You Back – My Little Pony
18. Runaway - Del Shannon
19. Post Break-Up Sex – The Vaccines
20. Foam Hands - Destroyer
21. Official - Q-Tip
|22. At Home - Crystal Fighters
23. There Is An End – The Greenhornes
24. Song With No Ending - Wildcookie
25. Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now - The Smiths
26. I Still Remember – Gramatik
27. Baby – Devendra Banhart
28. Love Is – Courtney John
29. Someone Great - LCD Soundsystem
30. I’ve Got a Woman – Ray Charles
31. Guns Are Dawn – The Roots
32. Laisse Tomber Les Filles – France Gall/April March
33. Too Afraid to Love - The Black Keys
34. Heaven Can Wait – Charlotte Gainsbourg ft. Beck
35. I Put A Spell On You – Screamin’ Jay Hawkins
36. A Summer Song – Chad & Jeremy
37. Make You Mine (Fred Falke remix) – Miami Horror
38. White Sky – Vampire Weekend
39. Cigarettes – Russian Red
40. Marcia Baila (acoustic) – Les Rita Mitsouko
41. Manners – Icona pop
42. Homecoming – Kanye West
Some of you wanted to see Paris through my eyes. To be sincere, I don’t have loads of photos to share with you. When you’ve been to Paris more than fifty times, you no longer bother taking photographs of the perennial beauty that surrounds the city. Rather, you want to capture the brief moments of joy, rapture, and happiness in your natural element, and make them last forever.
To me, Paris is not merely a beautiful city with lots of culture – it’s my second home, a counterpart to my life in Oslo. It’s a place in which I can find my grandmother’s urn and my great-aunt’s grave in the Père-Lachaise cemetery. I’ve spent almost every Christmas holiday in Paris and grew up with Bûche de Noël and Galette des Rois. Paris is the perfect place for annual family reunions. Most of my childhood was divided between Paris and Oslo. I still travel to Paris frequently but alas not as often as I tended to. And every time I go back to France, I bring my camera to capture those brief moments with my beloved family, relatives, and friends (and food!). Nonetheless, I wanted to show you some snippets of Paris through my eyes. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
Two days ago, H&M opened their 18th flagship store in Oslo, – a city of approximately 600 000 inhabitants – and this five-story store is the biggest H&M in Norway. Needless to say, the city isn’t exactly in need of more chain stores. Nowadays the shopping avenues of Oslo unfortunately mirror the consumers’ partiality towards disposable fashion at throwaway prices. Alas, independent clothing stores in Oslo hardly survive the overwhelming increase of fast fashion stores, and only last month the city lost two of its independent gems that were advocates of quality design.
Regardless, a reader tipped me off to this article in the Vancouver Sun. It talks about why one should invest in one’s wardrobe and the unethical and non-eco-friendly aspects of the fast fashion industry that we are irrationally engrossed in these days. To avoid the spending trap, the article also speaks about the so-called ’cost-per-wear’ formula, – total cost of the item / presumed number of days you will wear it = the cost-per-wear – which is a calculation that unveils the true value of an item.
Be that as it may, I hope this article manages to inspire you to reconsider your shopping habits and your prospective wardrobe.
My love affair with burning fine candles has evidently been rekindled as of late. It seems like luxury scented candles are amongst the things that have a durable power to cheer me up, clear my mind, and re-energize me – especially after an exam and massive doses of required reading for an entire week. Right now, my favorite fine candle to burn is True Grace’s Moroccan Rose (a gift from one of my best friends, thank you). The essence of the Moroccan Rose candle has an intensely floral rose scent with woody base tones. It’s a wallet-friendly alternative to candles from Diptyque, Byredo, etc. I also adore the candles from A.P.C. and the No. 5 Feuille de Figuier is the next one I’m going to purchase.
Truth be told, I don’t feel bad about finding pleasure in material objects as long as it’s practiced in moderation – and there’s nothing wrong with materialistic pleasure either. Anyhow, I have no plans to become an ascetic.
However, there’s still one thing that has to be done so as to clear my mind; I need to reorganize and declutter my closet while listening to my favorite violin concertos. It’s really high time for de-stress therapy.
Are you ready for my newest obsession? These oh-so comely flats from Chanel! When I saw these at Le Bon Marché in Paris, I swooned and couldn’t take my eyes off them at all. They are the epitome of chic, no doubt.
I love the way this chic woman wears the flats. Very subtle and coordinated with a hint of off-the-cuffness… and undeniably potential inspiration.
We’ll see how long this particular obsession lasts – I’m hoping it will be a while. If that’s the case, perhaps these ballerinas will become another style and wardrobe staple of mine. However, I’m in no rush to acquire them as they seem to be sold every season. Additionally, I want to be completely sure that they’re right for me. Most likely, I will wait a couple of years before settling.
Who knows if they’re merely a sudden and momentary obsession? Only time will tell!