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I have to note that my friend Caden here is an exceptionally cooperative model and photogenic beyond beleif. Back in June we were partnered or a free form project in our literature class where we matched photography with selected exerpts from classic poetry. i can't quite remember what poem we paired these photos too but they were my favorite.

If I take my photography anywhere in the fashion industry, I would want to compose an editorial with these tones, same environment, a white sheet and some modest lingerie with feminie detailing as a focus on texture.

legit

i'm not an advocator of putting downpayments on accessories but i'm sure there is a vast majority of people who would delight in knowing, for knowings sake.

an authentic Hermes Birkin features:

specialty hardware (often gold plated, thus will not wear down)

even stitching throughout

craftsman's marks

parelell interior leather zipper tag

some slightly less famous, drastically more affordable arm candy


buckle brief case, $19.99, urban outiftters

agnes bag, $595, mayle

kimchi blue linen foldover bag, $49.99, urban outfitters

"dry cleaning" canvaas tote, $98, anya hindmarch

deena and ozzy door knocker mini bag, $42, urban outiftters

harmony

i rarely ever find the ideal combination of runway photos, style notes and such but i particularly like that she pays attention to photographers and encourages readers to view their work.

i've often tried to acheive a format with the same simplicity and monorchomatic harmony and a consistent output of content surrounding general fashion but i confess, STELLASTEFF still seems experimental. With post varying between music worship, photographic ventures, emotional purges and a strong focus on leggings it's a myriad of personal interest rather than a structured pool of information.

Found NERDY-TRENDY via COCO'S TEA PARTY. Both of which have been added to "I'M A REGULAR"

"can i take a picture of you?"

Her first interview? Blasphemy. An embodiment of french quirkiness and gentle never pompous class.

I was recently reminded that Tautou is starring in the Coco Chanel bio-pic, Coco Before Chanel.

I deeply love her performance in Amelie. As she gains fame, I hope she retains her glowing, yet modest demure.

Please watch to the very end (if you please), it's just too endearing.

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Katherine Squier

I've fulfilled my daily online routine. Mundane as it all was, I encountered this image and bumped my average day to a superlative status.

DD does fashion characters

Alber Elbaz and Yves Saint Laurent by DEERDANA

I can't even recall when this obsession with DEERDANA shirts manifested itself. It's the perf. combination of the sketchbook artform and cultural figures (popular and sub-culture). I encountered a bit of drama after seeing the newest editions because I realized that I have misplaced my Jackson shirt. I calculate that with my disorganizational skills and black hole of a closet, it sunk 20,000 leagues into the depths of my wardrobe.

winds of change

"tell me something new"

I told myself and anyone who cared to listen to me worry, that "if I didn't get into art school, my whole existence will have been a lie". That is not neccessarily true in the empirical sense because even though I did get accepted and have begun to register or classes (a fucking nightmare, I despise post secondary already), basic logic and the physical laws of the universe have reassured me that I would still exist if it had been otherwise.

Now looking ahead to the fall, I have developed an irrational fear of the future. Although I pressume this is the nature of freshmen, i remain rendered wih gutless apprehension.

So far, in preparation for this transition between academically tormented hormonal high school kid to artistically perplexed and socially confounded university student, I've laid out my furniture in what seems like a preferable fashion (although, the preference may change in a few weeks, thus the layout), and begun scouring for bargains on art supplies and a fall wardrobe.

It's a diesease; how I always think about clothes suitable in the fall and winter before the summer temperatures, laid back attitudes and planned trips to the beach can even organize themselves in my mental agenda.

NOTA BENE: I actually hate the beach, but when I say this, I think what i am really saying is i hate trying on bathing suits, and in doing so, I have developed a loathing for what bathing suits are for. However, I do take the time to admire and agree with friends that their latest beach garment (or lack there of) is cute and that it was a reasonable price for something you only wear two months and get sick of halfway through the first. Just saying.

I have completely digressed from the topic of intention for this entry. So much, that I have forgotten the direction of my compositon. Any attempt to salvage it at this point would just result in incessant babble or a piece about the ineffectuality of the beach. You may have to take into consideration that it is 3am, why am I awake? (I would say jet lag, but I haven't gone anywhere that would induce a blip in my sleeping habitsl; but I wish I could because my life would seem less monotonous) I guess you could say my will to blog compells me to summon energy, but not coordination or astuteness.

good night the world wide web

reborne

stellasteff must live.

I'm not sure what it is about residing in the Greater Vancouver Area that prompts the will to blog. Kelowna is a stella retardant. It will once again arise from the forgotten crevasses of the internet, or rather corners of my mind. My mind has been preoccupied with things not much less trivial than the practise of scribing my life into a digital volume. And it truly is a volume of vapid, often materialistic, somewhat inspirational, occasionally prophetic entries.

no wayside for the stella.

premonition

see you on canvas, sometime soon.

my destiny

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