Knee Breeches

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Danielle Bernstein of We Wore What

Man, sometimes I wish I called myself Pants Diet. I LOVE an ankle pant, and really really love a roomy crotch, hence, the easily embraceable culotte. With their breeziness, wide-legged culottes offer the comfort of a sundress with the mobility of pants, which is why I have these exact leather-looking zara dungarees on their way.

Come on and culotte with me, won’t you? Look at all you have to choose from:

Let’s Talk Hair!

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The product of a fun filled hair week.

This week has been one filled with amazing hair opportunities.

First, I cashed in on a drawing I won months ago: a big night out on the town with an old friend of mine, who’s now an expert hair stylists who owns one of the nicest salons here in Houston, Shyn Salon. The evening included a hair cut, style, makeup application, dinner, and drinks with my friend. I was really, really, excited – this was like an all around fun-time lottery. Here I had won the date of all dates. I made sure to cash this at an important occasion seeing as that I don’t have professional help grooming myself a lot, and scheduled our rendezvous before an event we were both attending for Flock; Houston zoo’s young supporters.

‘What If’ Divorce Rumor Ed.

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In a very distant pondering of ‘what if?’ (I didn’t buy the US tabloid with this ‘news’ on the cover) I’m asking of Bey IS divorcing Jay-z who I should be my new relationship role models be?

I have around three couples that I really admire, which probably means I need to be paying more attention to these things, but, with ignoring all bad things (gossip!) and admiring the good things, I’ve built a fantasy future based off of a lot from these two:

1) Careers. It’s not likely that I’ll wake up tomorrow with any talent at being a musician, but, cheeres to those two for pursing their craft and being billion-dollar-in-the-elevator good at it. Also, they get to do their craft together, which leads me to romance admiration #2..

2) Public professions of love. They get to display their love through R & B/rap lyrics, which has been a major life goal since I was a little girl belting out Boyz II Men (see ’90’s). Only way more romantic. I’ve planned my dream wedding soundtrack starting with Drunk In Love, a naughty romantic duet, to Halo, including Love On Top. Their breakup would corrupt this future playlist for me, and it’s really good.

3) Private Wedding. I’ve never planned my wedding, aside for what I just said about the playlist, but I think privacy is ideal.

I could probably make a dozen more bullet points for my list, but you get the point. I just want what Beyoncé and Jay-Z have, and they better still have it, like XO.

The Stiff Choke and yes you want it.

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Image from it’s fashism

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Image from a view from the shade

Yesterday was quite a day: first I realized that Zara’s website has been updated to shop f/w ’14 and then I had an epiphany that these little stiff band chokers were everywhere. I immediately multiplied my personal collection, and in so have saved some highlights to show you. These are really great with, and were maybe foreshadowed by, the tight crew neck. Also, great accompanied by cuffs, for a full S&M look.

From Boyfriend Jeans To Boyfriend Rings

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Because I’ve always wanted to do what the boys were doing, or maybe because I found such inspiration in this Vouge article, I wanted to write some praise for the plain wedding band. Was it the first Sex in the City movie circa ’08 where Carrie sports a plain band and very gleefully self describes herself as “not like very other girl?”
Like boyfriend jeans, jackets, and watches, can’t we adopt this look from our male cohorts too?

I’m not in any way putting down the big bling engagement ring, or diamonds at all. I love diamonds. I love green diamonds, yellow diamonds, black diamonds, white diamonds etc, but I can think of PLENTY of other jewlery to put them in, I just don’t know anyone personally that’s done the no-bling-ring and think it’s tres chic to play tom-boy on this one.

Ribbed For Her Pleasure

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Laetitia Casta

Let’s talk texture, because it’s been a while, and it’s one if those things that once you realize you need it, you’ll really need it, because a texture can make a sweatshirt, a mandatory staple, a tee that thing you can’t live without, and a little back dress, the IT factor.
are you following me? If not, then just look above at that model in the ribbed tee above for proof and the examples below for even more proof.

I love you guys for putting up with me. Have you had an ok week? Cool, onto the ribbed things-

Until Sunnier Skies…

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I don’t feel like myself since this war started. I can’t be funny, pun-y, or buy red lipstick to lift my mood. I know there are great things going on in the world like Greenpeace literally herding cats (famous cats of the internet!) for the “cats save tigers” effort, and Orlando Bloom and Leo Di Caprio teaming up (in my personal hottest school crush team ever) against Justin Bieber, and I’m sure other great things, but I wanted to share an honest moment with you guys. Until sunnier skies, au revoir, and remember that life is too short to not stand up for what you believe in <3

Making A Calendar – Shooting the Sh** Ed.

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Lyndsey and I goofing off while getting ready for our shot. Makeup by Veronica Hertado.

You can plan, schedule, plan, and plan some more, but inevitably, there is a huge possibility that everything could get screwed up. But it’s those moments when I’m finding myself wanting to bang my head on the wall for leaving a motorcycle jacket stuck inside an unopened store during themotorcycle shoot, us cramming two shoots in 13 minutes, even our sisterly fight, I look back on most endearingly with wonder and amazement that it all worked out. And luckily, things always work out for us – really, they do. I can’t explain it. Maybe because I didn’t have to take chaos theory. Thank you English major. Anyway, I’m happy to report that everyone survived, the motorcycle jacket made it in the shot, and the 13 minutes turned into and hour and a half. Thank you universe, and thank you A Couture Cause team for not murdering me (yet *gulp*)