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I  met this beautiful and sweet girl on the train and she was kind enough to let me take her picture.

Wish List

Sitting through art history classes, I took notes on the beautiful clothes. I was so adamant about my adoration for Van Dyck's beautiful coat in one of his self-portraits, my name showed up in a lighthearted exam question on the midterm. (Something along the lines of "which of these paintings does Abbie want an article of clothing modeled after?) The answer, of course, being:

Anthony Van Dyck. Self-Portrait. 1620-1621. Oil on canvas

I love the voluminous sleeves with the slits in them and the high collar, all in gorgeous silk. Here's another stunning jacket with countless folds and a generous helping of buttons. It's all in the details!

Agnolo Bronzino. Portrait of a Young Man. 1530s. Oil on wood.

I could do without the hat. Finally, the draping and pleating in this dress is wonderful. The belt, the surprising layers, the lacing at the top, the emphasis on the female form - ah, magnificent! If only he had painted a view of the back as well!

Edward Burne-Jones. The Wheel of Fortune. 1884. Oil on Canvas.

Someday, when I am ridiculously wealthy, I am going to have these made for me. Or when I have learned how to sew ridiculously well I will make them myself. I wonder which is more likely...

Oh, Brother

I'm working on a little something something...

New

I've been tired of my hair for ages, but didn't want to make a hair appointment until I figured out what I wanted done with it. Dye it red? Grow it long? Chop it off? Dye it something else? When I finally decided to run with a long pixie, I was ready for my cut that exact minute. Thankfully, my awesome hairdresser had some time for me the next day.


Last week at Sea World with one of my favorite people of all time. I am lovin' the new do and am having fun. It looks even cooler when I wake up.




When I got home from Sea World, I happily found these shoes waiting for me.


They are basically the tallest thing I have ever attempted putting on my feet. Five inches may not seem like a big deal, but these NYLA Mensae booties are killing me. I've worn them only once and hobbled around my office for half a day. Thank goodness they came with an extra set of heel tips - one already fell off! The color is a little different than I expected, but oh well. I'm a little unsure about what to wear with them!

Pretty Eventful

As summer lines fly into boutiques everywhere (although I'm mostly wearing black, grays, and greens, the uniform of the Pacific Northwest), I've been attending as many opening events as I can. Yesterday I stopped by Phlox and Oh Baby.

I had to interrupt my visit to Phlox mid-browse, but the Isaac Hers collection was overall uninspiring and I left without a fight. Everywhere I look, I see solid colored jersey dresses either as a wrap or embellished with another solid. The inspiration behind the line is the forest floor. "Each piece blooms from the underbrush and dead fall, dotting the landscape with renewal and beauty." Past collections have some interesting designs, so I'm hoping that with fall some exploratory pieces will arise. Or more pretty and less jersey:

Willow Creek Dress, Isaac Hers Spring 2009

Speaking of which, if you are in Portland, Oregon and like pretty, check out Oh Baby and happily leave with 15% off your bra purchases through the end of the month. I am much too shy to go around snapping photographs in a lingerie shop, but the women who work there are very helpful and I assure you the shop is brimming with imported lace and so much pretty.

Adam Arnold Studio

Last week I took a trip to designer Adam Arold's new, more spacious studio. A girl checked my shoes at the door.


Here's Adam showing me the dress and vest I asked about. It was the "future" dress he created for a "Past, Present, Future" show he was involved with at Portland's own Seaplane. The little vest is the absolute best part. It's a bit aviator inspired and includes a chin strap, which he kindly modeled for me.



I love the details in this child's dress. The punched leather, the boiled wool half sphere ornamentation, and most of all, the hexagons! Hexagons seem to be the only thread I picked up throughout his spring collection.


This was my favorite corner of the new location. The creams and whites called to me, as did the careful folds in this dress peeking out at the side.


Overall, I was about 1/3 happy with the designs and 2/3 unimpressed. I loved the hexagons, but was not wooed by brightly colored shift dresses in stiff, itchy fabric upwards of $400.



When he makes time for the details, Adam Arnold's work is lovely. When he can't put forth the effort, there's no need for you to shop custom made.

Matchy Matchy

Yesterday I was going to venture forth to the Northwest Apparel and Footwear Materials Show, for which I registered weeks ago, but I found myself swamped and had to give it up. I'll have to wait until fall rolls around for another chance. So instead of pictures of what a materials convention looks like, I only have a simple little word to the wise. A rule to live by in your personal style life: never match.

Please coordinate, please balance, please take into consideration whatever else you are wearing, but don't match. If you do, you may find yourself ending up like this:



It's only cute if you're four.


Photo thanks to Andreas Schjønhaug of The Streehearts.

Old is the New New

I've been figuratively wrestling with "vintage" recently. Often, it is the term thrown around just to say you like something. Ironically, it doesn't have to be old. It can be "vintage-y." In my home town of Portland, we worship vintage. I see people everyday cycling in vintage garb, traipsing about in their grandma's old clothes, whatever. It's a great excuse to make something seem special. Instead of a designer name, the response to a compliment is "it's vintage." Now, I own my fair share of vintage. Probably more than my share, in fact. But I'm going to stop. (Mostly. I'm not about to stop collecting brocade dresses.)

To wear vintage properly, you must posses one other thing - taste. The most common mistake is wearing vintage as it was intended to be worn. In other words, do not pair your vintage pumps with your vintage skirt and blouse with your hair in fingerwaves and a vintage hat as the cherry on top. Instead, wear a 1950s house dress with reckless gladiator sandals. Pull out a giant, droopy black hat to spice up your beautifully draping ensemble of grays and blacks. Try brightly colored '60s or '80s pumps with your favorite pencil skirt. Or mix up jeans and a black t-shirt with a vintage hat and red lipstick.

The goal here is not to look like a time machine just dropped you off or like you're channeling your grandmother's mother in her prime. Vintage should be like punctuation. I've seen more than a few cleverly placed commas and appropriate semi-colons, and it can be a beautiful thing. The tasteful use of vintage will get you compliments left and right - and you too can just say, "oh, it's vintage."


Did she just walk out of a movie set? Time machine?



Vintage blazer, pocket square, tie, and glasses? Really? Perhaps a bit much.



This girl is in Sweden, so don't mind the vintage fur. Her hair is a popular style from the 1920s, but she balances this nicely with her very current skinnys and boots.


Vintage specs, trench, and hairstyle, updated with trendy trousers and t-shirt.


Vintage belt with vintage inspired skirt and bangles. The slim fitting tank and loose hairsyle turn a decade party outfit into something stylish and worth a second glance.



Vintage blazer and shoes become chic and clean with cropped skinny trousers and a loose, gray top.


All photos thanks to TheStreethearts. First and third by Andreas Schjonhaug, all others by Eirik Slyngstad.