LBD on Track

I love this LBD from DKNY. It's the perfect fitted, black tank dress. It's so versatile, sneakers, sandals, flip flops, heels will all work. It easily goes from day to night with a quick change of shoe, jacket, and bag. The zipper up the side is the only needed playful detail. There's stretch in the fabric, which makes it super comfortable. I love the accessories here; neon orange kitten heels, which are not only the perfect pop of color, but actually feet friendly. The track jacket is clearly athleisure (that dreaded fake word), so it's an unexpected layer for this dress.

I love how street chic this instantly became. While it's become such a thing to own comfy clothes one can exercise in, the same holds true for the reverse; own workout clothes you can incorporate into your mainstream wardrobe. It's innovative. Yes, I know we aren't splitting atoms here... Sporty black sunglasses jive with the chill vibe. This entire look works for day or night, since the shoes are a fun color and the heels are low. I'm not much of a high heel gal. After about 20 minutes I feel like I'm walking on stilts, which puts me in a crappy mood. Plodding around is never attractive. Props to the ladies who do it gracefully for an entire evening. Or throughout a whole workday🙌🏻.

The sleeves of the jacket pushed up are everything. It's very "yeah, whatever", which is the right dose of urban attitude. A dress like this is definitely a wardrobe essential. Invest in a good one, and you'll have dozens of ways to construct an outfit. At the core of every layered look is the perfect starting point. Accessories and dogs are add ons🐩👠🕶.

Loving this LBD, LB

Queen of the Crop

This two piece cropped situation is a Lady Blaga fave. It's DKNY doing its thang, mixing strength and womanhood. Structure and hotness. There is just the right sliver of tummy showing, while the rest of the top is built up and the skirt is long, resulting in subtle🔥.

I love the bold print and neutral color scheme. This is a statement ensemble, in a very confident, assured way. This looks good with cool black sneakers, flats, or heels. DKNY is always versatile that way. The key accessory here is my adorable mini medicine tote. Classic yet dainty, again mixing moods like the outfit does. The bag is so cute with just the right dose of structure. Imagine prancing out of your doctor's office with all your fun prescription pills given in this tiny swag bag💊💊💊🙋🏼💤 

I love how A.V.I gave us an alternative sizing for a tote. Why are totes always so freaking huge??? Totes not necessary. All that's needed here are some yellow gold accessories, no necklace. Keep the look streamlined and in control. Remain that way throughout the entire day. Doctor's orders. Love, the B 🐝

Kimono Karma

Good karma is essential in life. When we feel good, we send those good vibes into the atmosphere. It will always return. We as humans are given great capacity to both give and receive. We receive on the Left, then send back with the Right.

Fun fact: When we are comfortable our moods are instantly better. Comfort yields happiness which yields us being a helluva lot nicer to those in our midst. Lady Blaga in a too tight anything makes for one pissed off, sausage encased woman. If I'm not feeling nice to myself, I've got nothing to recycle for anyone else. Bottom line, comfort is key.

One of the most wonderful trends in fashion is the whole pajama as outerwear concept. I've always loved this. It's the height of confidence and chic. This is a scenario where sleepwalking is most encouraged💤💤💤‼️. This yummy, bright kimono is from the Bloomingdales nightwear section. I love pairing it with any sort of denim bottom. I'll usually go with bell bottoms, wedge shoes, and pile on the jewelry for a hippie vibe.

Here, since it was midsummer, I went with denim cut offs, a simple white tank, and little distressed cowboy booties. A braid of some sort makes complete sense. I always feel like a million bucks in this piece; it's just so pretty and effortless. It's also lovely to actually wear inside your home as well. Multiple usage is optimal. I have another longer kimono that is looser without its own belt, so I'll add my own and just blouse it. If a little lace just happens to peek out, everyone's a winner😉.

Pay attention to your moods when you get dressed. You'll notice that when your clothing embraces you rather than suffocates you, you're like 👏🏻. You'll get through your day/night/meeting/event feeling svelte and smiley 😀. Whereas the chick in the spanx and bandeau dress just arrived with a black cloud as her date. No thanks.

Hey, if we can't get the recommended eight hours of sleep at night, we've gotta try for them any way we can. Daydreams are beautiful🤗😴👘. Love always, Lady Bed 🛌

Denim Squared

You can never go wrong with any of the few pieces seen here. A faded wash denim button down, distressed denim cut offs, turquoise jewelry, and a broken in cowboy boot. Extra points for the boots being mini!

I love exaggerated scale, be it maxi or mini. These cute little Isabel Marant booties never fail. Denim on denim has been featured a ton over the past couple years. It's such a cool way of pairing a jean and classic button down. It can give off the illusion of a jumpsuit sometimes. The little rope belt gives just the right dose of detail in the middle of the two denims. It literally ties everything together.

This outfit is such a cool weekday move. It's very American girl next door while owning itself completely. Hey, Pal, YOU live next door to ME! The loose braid was the stroke of genius by my hair stylist, Danny. I haven't had a French braid since I was in camp as a kid, and I loved how this came out. So pretty and fresh. A relaxed braid worked well with the whole concept of structured yet relaxed. Double denim produces the singular result of 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻every time.

One tip; just make sure your different denims don't compete against each other. I can't put this into words but you'll know when you see it in the mirror. They should be different but somehow complimentary. Don't stress, it's not rocket science🚀. Denim x denim =good times.

Nude Mood

This look is a departure from my usual. It's way more feminine and sweet than how I normally dress. It was nice to step out of my comfort zone. I was instantly drawn to the pale peachy nude hue, as well as the sheerness. It caught my eye at the start of summer, which is the perfect time to manipulate consumers into purchasing stuff like this😜.

I wanted whatever this dress was emanating. It's actually a romper. Bathroom endeavors a bit more challenging, but such is the sacrifice for looking nice sometimes. The piece is by Zimmerman. Anything I've ever had from them over the years has served me well. This is a one piece look. I usually find dressing like that a bit lazy, and I love to pile on my random jewelry, but it was sure swell to just be super girly in this dress. Nude Jimmy Choo shoes to complement. That's basically it. This is a beautiful summer date night ensemble. I mean, I can't prove that theory yet, but I will next summer😹.

Dainty yet statement sunglasses are the only needed accessory, except a pretty neutral feminine purse. These glasses are Miu Mui. Anything lady like goes, stay away from sporty today. I also like the berry lip here. I normally prefer a more nude lip, but that would be too monochromatic and rehearsed looking. If you are a girl, or not but like dressing like one, I highly recommend owning something like this. Ooze with womanhood once in awhile. You earned it.

❤️, LB

Sari not Sari

A couple months back I wrote a post on my special meeting with my fashion queen Norma Kamali. After an exclusive interview and chat with Norma, she had a private sale of her fashion archives. The clothing at this sale consisted of major pieces spanning the Decades of Norma. The items were one of a kind.

I felt so special being there, taking part in these chapters of fashion history. It was less about the clothes themselves, and more so about what Norma represents as a massive creative force in the world. She is a deeply giving woman in so many ways, aiming to share her ideas on a multitude of topics. Fashion, health, beauty, wellness, dance, philanthropy. She is an astonishing woman. She is a true champion of women worldwide.

One of the unique pieces I was lucky enough to secure, was a beautiful two piece Indian inspired Sari outfit. I've never owned anything like that. It was beyond sexy, a long sarong wrap skirt with a backless halter top. One day I'm certain I will have a special occasion to wear it to. Always buy what you love, the right event will reveal itself. Don't shop according to a formula. Buy things from the heart. Believe you'll one day have a place to wear it, and you will. I promise, life really does work that way. Just keep envisioning.

This outfit is a major celebration of the female form. Like all of Norma's designs, it highlights and encourages women and femininity. I swear I felt like I had magical Kardashian powers the instant I put it on. The va va voom factor was kickin. I rarely wear my hair up, but this felt so elegant, and highlighted the backless effect. What's great about a Kamali piece is that it's wear and go. Even the most glamorous stuff is so easily thrown on. After my hair and face looks right, my patience quota for actually getting dressed is full. I'm done at that point,and I just want to get out of my house. I'm either anxious to excitedly get somewhere, or anxious to get whatever it is the hell over with 🔫. For this alone, Norma deserves a thank you; the effortlessness in her designs is legit. So not sari I bought this gem! I'll let y'all know where I ultimately wind up wearing it. Stay tuned, Blagaphiles. Have a rocking week. Love, LB

Oreo Chic

Out of all my new looks from this day's shoot, this was my fave. It's so different than my usual, in that it was so elegant. Still effortless, it took five minutes to put style, but I felt like Audrey Hepburn. I had never worn all these pieces together until I was futzing around in my closet, coming up with new ways to wear old stuff. This was spot on. This DKNY parachute skirt was easily one of my summer gems. Light, long, easy, feminine yet urban. The waist band cut me at the right spot, which served as a good springboard for the cropped white button down. I love how this shirt is the right mix of classic, chic, demure, yet sexy, showing just a smidgen of stomach. It's covered yet playfully revealing in a subtle way. Sometimes subtle is best!

My ubiquitous large scale Michael Kors belt is so often seen because it works with sooooo much. Lady Blaga is a mix master, if I do say so myself. I'd much rather reuse my stuff creatively than buy new. I'd much rather save my money and flex my styling muscle 💪🏼. It's amazing how many more outfits you have than you realize. Sometimes just relocating an item in your closet to another section, is enough to remind you of the uses for it. Fresh location, fresh visual, fresh ideas 👀. The Stella shoes are chunky, street, and give cool gravity to the volume of the skirt. Everything is black and white here. Chic and cool to the max. Don't F with a classic. Hair up, a departure for me, but I loved the clean, composed effect. If I actually had a meeting, I'd have slayed (instead I changed for carpool shortly after😹).

The ultimate accessory was this AVI medicine bag tote. Like a good old fashioned doc that pays house calls, this style bag is always a winner. It's structured and keeps all the crap in my purse in check. An outfit such as this which is based on structure, would look wrong with a slouchy cross body. Statement Prada sunnies needed to finish up the glam. This is an unfussy look, which is often needed to counteract the messiness of life. Listen, we can't always actually have our shit together. That's a fact. But, who says you can't look the part? Black, white, and right all over is a key component in any wardrobe. 🎹🗝, LadyBlaga

Lady Blaga attends Alice and Olivia

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So I fell down the rabbit hole at this show! That was a nod to Alice in Wonderland, for anyone who may think that animated characters are limited to that which resembles human excrement 💩😷. What was so cool about viewing this collection, was that it was a walk through, as opposed to a seated show. It was like walking through a costume exhibit at the MET, but the models would occasionally crack a smile or move. The music set the mood; DJ Mia Moretti spun 60's and 70's Rock. She herself was dressed to kill, as per usual. It's so important for music to be an essential part of seeing a collection. It was an instant vibe creator, which is what music is of course supposed to do. There were all these cool sets and backdrops where pairs or groups of models stood. It was anything from a turquoise and black staircase to a sexy bedroom scene. The clothes were super bright, shiny, metallic, very rock and roll. Many pieces would be applicable to several decades. Hot pinks, sequins, mint greens, and deep blues drew the eye in immediately.

Moving through the exhibit indeed felt very much like a dark, sexy fairy tale. There were walls covered in scrawled messages of female empowerment, which of course was the perfect backdrop for this selfie nation. No judgements, I did it too. There was an old school silk glam chaise lounge to drape yourself over. I felt like I'd stumbled into an after party for Led Zeppelin. It was the perfect marriage of fashion and rock n roll🤘🏻. I especially loved all the multicolored striped sequin work. My outfit choice happened to have worked perfect thematically, a happy accident. My Jazmin Chebar wildly patterned silk and leather dress, feels to me like I was rifling through Steven Tyler's closet. It's not vintage but it looks it. My electric blue tights popped my yellow open toed sandals. The tights were a last minute addition which were a game changer. Also, I didn't have to shave. On my head was my huge, wine colored ribbon headpiece, a favorite of mine for years. It's a modern take on Anne Boleyn. It literally elevates any outfit I wear, as in it adds half a foot of height. The royal blue Gucci clutch was, well, clutch. Everything in this look was strong, deeply hued, but no piece was obnoxious. They all stood on their own, but worked together here. Sometimes you need one bold focus, but for Fashion Week you gotta be bold all over. In the right way of course. This show was indeed full of whimsy and wonder. Now "Drink Me".

photography credit- alexandra gorgon @atg_photo

Lady Blaga attends Leanne Marshall

FAVE!!!! This show knocked my Spanx off, and that's no easy feat. I mean, I've pulled muscles wrestling with that shit. This collection was so many things: feminine, flowy, sexy, angular, delicate, bright, timeless glamour mixed with sharp, modern cuts. When fashion reviews use so many words, it sounds like the writer is sitting there with a thesaurus, piling on the verbiage to distract from the fact that they have no clue what they're talking about. But Lady Blaga was enraptured and totally focused, as I am in all aspects of my life.

The pieces were so wonderfully lady like, and honoring of a female body, yet at the same time there was a clear "don't fuck with me, I'm no idiot" feel. Pretty but powerful. Aware of my feminine wiles. I'm here to have fun, but make no mistake, I'm running the show here. The wonderful jelly bean colors were delightful. My favorite was the bright, burst of sunshine yellow line, particularly the cutout two piece pants outfit with the billowy sleeves and diamond shape ab cutouts. I'd wear that in a heartbeat, and I'm certain every eye on the room would pop out of its socket. But you know what? I wouldn't even care about that, since I'd feel like a million bucks in it on my own.

The footwear was rad! Sea foam greens, bright whites, super chic affairs on the feet. It was thrilling to see plus size models too. Major points for celebrating all shapes and sizes. Oranges, teals, hot pinks, black too, all lent itself to a tropical paradise. The pieces would be perfect for the tropical trip of your lifetime, but can easily kick ass right here in the urban , harder to impress concrete jungle of NYC, bless her lil heart. The mix of strength and femininity was killer. That is a Blaga point of pride, so I look for that in how I dress. I felt at this show like how I felt as a kid, standing on the edge of one of those brightly colored plastic ball pits; I wanted to dive right in and be buried in color and sensation.

Leanne, take me with you!

As for my ensemble to this show, it worked perfectly with that formula of lady killer. A feathery, flirty Carven miniskirt. A cropped vinyl zipper top, under a gold and black striped fitted Sonia Rykiel blazer. Sleeves up, collar popped, of course. My vintage, real deal bowler hat cocked jauntily to the side (I just wanted to use that phrase). That was a Vegas purchase, from a vintage treasure chest called Suzy Creamcheese. I wear it a ton. I loved it with the round Krewe sunnies. I felt a bit like Yoko. Gold Anya Hindmarch potato chip bag, named as such since it was inspired by chips. Really! Orange traffic cone kitten heels by Manolo, to really stop traffic. And so I could avoid needing to amputate my feet. Always a plus!  This look was a drop dominatrix ring master. Why not, right? I love that even though it was black based, it had a great mix of textures and patterns, which translated as richly interesting. No basic black here whatsoever. Cirque de Fashion Week was the hottest ticket in town, yo.
 

photography credit-

Matt IG-  @usukumah

Ana Teixeira IG- @tayshayra

Vlad VP visuals IG- @vpvisuals

Andrew Werner IG- @andrewwerner

Lady Blaga attends Dan Liu

Day 2 for me of NYFW began with the sherbet colored hues of Dan Liu. The collection was so happy, feminine, and sweet. The gelato colors of the pieces beckoned me towards a beach vacation. Yes, please🙋🏼. Any clothing that instantly makes you feel as if you're relaxed at a resort, dangling a glass of Rosé' while smiling and laughing, is clothing worth owning.

His goal with this collection was not only to conjure up imagery of the ocean and sun, but more so how does the ocean and sun MAKE YOU FEEL?  What a gift to give your clients. Emotion through dress is an art form. I wanted to eat these clothes, since they looked delicious. The incorporation of peacock feathers throughout the show was majestic. Who isn't moved by the glory and poise of a peacock, the most magnificent bird on earth. Peacocks hold wonder. Everyone anywhere will stop to watch a peacock fan her feathers. It's one of nature's wonders. Dan Liu transmitted that feeling of lovely wonder into his designs.

My favorite part was when after the show, he appeared to be crying as he was bowing with gratitude. For the audience to feel, the designer must feel first and last. Their emotions bolster those watching. It's wonderful when that connection is made.

"Wonder" was the theme that day, since I wore a Wonder Woman muscle sweatshirt. I paired it with, what else, but these enormous scale, bright red, satin pants. It was her cape as pants‼️. Every super heroine needs her headgear, and my NiniK knit crown was perfect, with its halo of red beaded orbs. Fingerless studded leather gloves always help save the world. Driving home my metallic message was this blindingly gold leather jacket, that's covered in silver and gold hardware. If Michael Jackson and Beyoncé had sex, the result would have been this jacket. We all know that's not happening for numerous reasons, but a Lady can dream. This outfit was a huge hit at the show, it was fun to be stopped about it. I mean, if Fashion Week isn't about superheroes saving lives, than I'm not sure what it's purpose is 😝😉😉... They don't call them "fashion victims" for nothing.

Eat some gelato today🍧, you dessert it.

north of manhattan Lauren recchia

india de beafort

photography- Daniel Perry www.danielperrystudios.com

bloopers

Fashion lovers, Blaga babies, foodies, music maniacs, life livers, whatever brings you here today, I leave you with this. This is the blooper reel to end all blooper reels. Ready? You earned it, after listening to me wax philosophical about clothing. Ok, picture it. Day 2, my Wonder Woman look. I was confident, comfortable, and knew I looked unique and fun. I was ready to rock it. I also had my period. The crime scene kind. The only item in my sparkly gold Edie Parker oval shaped purse was a giant, orange maxi pad. I think it was from 1973, before companies became sneakier about feminine product design. If there was a maxi pad museum, this would have been exhibit A. Lady Blaga entered the tent, about to go backstage. A dozen black PR people, clutching their clipboards, were standing around giving orders. I dropped my purse, the pad went flying. As in, it had an actual trajectory that could have been charged my NASA. Tzvia lunged for it. It was too late. There were audible gasps of horror from the aforementioned PR bees. Wanna know what I said? Here goes. "I guess I'm the only chick on this building that still gets her period!" THAT, my Friends, is how Wonder Woman saves her own ass. Every single damn time. I think an ear shattering mic drop is in order. Thank you for following my fashion week journey, it was a pleasure to attend and report back to you. We will resume out regularly scheduled program after you've had your fill. Create, create, create. Ideas, love, laughter, connections, anything worthwhile. That's the message here. It's a good one. Have a beautiful, picture worthy day. Smile, but look like you don't really care📸. Nah, disregard. Look like you do care. It's better that way. I love you, I promise. LB 👁❤️U.

Day 1 Lady Blaga does Fashion Week

Lady Blaga is changing her format this week‼️ Still on a sugar high from the fantabulous NYC Fashion Week, it's my utmost joy to present you with my take on the events I was thrilled to attend. The vibe and mood of FW is everything you'd imagine it to be. I felt like I was on Sex and the City. This is the stuff of NYC dreams. It's why people move here. The creativity, boldness, ideas, originality, fun, and fearless fashion front runners. The weather was consistently picturesque, which helps everyone's mood🌞🌞🌞. Men in skirts and dresses, wild headpieces, drag queens, anorexic fashionistas posing with ice cream cones they're pretending to eat, heiresses who clearly brought their own photographers, babies as accessories; anything went!

To kick off my fun at NYCFW, I needed the perfect statement outfit. My choice was met with quite a reaction. The focal point was this custom, wildly emoji embellished denim jacket. This was a gift from Tzvia, a surprise. I was floored. I'm not used to getting surprises from others, I usually give them. I was so moved by how much thought and love was put into this. On the back it says "The Real Lady Blaga". Imposters; stand down! This jacket is strong, it needed accessories to the max. Oh, wait, I think I bought a hat with cat ears many years ago. Done! Scratching and clawing my way through Fashion Week. After all, men are dogs and women are cats. That's not derogatory, justmVenus Mars thing. All good. The right under-pieces were needed to anchor the look, but yet hold their own despite the outer wackiness. Norma Kamali to the rescue, as per usual. This looked like a jumpsuit but is two separate pieces. It's a bathing suit really. I wear it as a bodysuit. The studded leggings are from the same line, all of Norma's pieces work together. I legit felt like Sandy from the last scene in Grease, after she's transformed herself and busts into that carnival like an Australian gangster. Btw, my daughter is a high school senior. Those actors playing seniors at Rydell High were minimally 45 years old. So what? Neon pink long gloves and neon Marc Jacobs pumps popped my limbs even more. High wattage accessories are a must. I felt like a true Fashion Week player in this outfit. I felt like I belonged. You know what? Damn right I did.  

Despite the obvious superficial trappings of such an environment, I have to say that I was so uplifted by how nice and friendly most people were. We were all teetering in our stilettos on common ground. I met a lot of really interesting and cool people, exchanged deets and ideas, hung with fellow bloggers, and got to be a part of an atmosphere where the freak flag is celebrated and encouraged. It was very exciting. I thrive on creativity and being part of the creative community. I felt like I was amongst my peeps. Sitting front row at so many shows was such a treat; I'm sooooo appreciative of all the gracious and overly accommodating PR teams and photographers who were so helpful to the Blaga team. Smiles and great attitudes are the best accessories😀. Positive energy is always in style. I went with open eyes, a curious mind, straight posture, and some heavy swag. If there was anytime to bring some sass, it was then! The boundary less mood and lack of judgment of the wacky felt like home to me. I've always been told I'm "out of the box", a phrase I hate. Don't label me a renegade, that's still a label. It serves no purpose. Hanging amongst thousands of people who wouldn't be caught dead in a box rocked. I promised myself awhile ago I'd find creative people, my people, and collect them. Well, they were gift wrapped for me at Fashion Week. Even if you connect with someone for two minutes, so what, it's still a quality two minutes. Quality minutes build a quality life. Absorbing innovation gets the wheels going. Create anything, just create. Don't wait to do something because you could die tomorrow. Do it because you could LIVE tomorrow‼️.

PS- Lady Blaga was magically transformed from a minivan driving mom into a glamour puss by my unbelievably loyal glam squad. Karla and Brittany are beauty magicians. Not only are they the sweetest, most supportive comb and brush wielding cousins in the biz, but they are abnormally accommodating.  As in, they came to my home at 6 AM. That's simply an unacceptable time. I've known Karla of @kbelloorganichair for ten years. If anyone has a front row seat to my journey, it's her. She's been there as a stylist and friend every step of the way. I'm not kidding when I say none of this would have happened without her making me feel great. Brittany is the reason for the term "makeup ARTIST". Love these girls with all my heart❤️

Go be beautiful, both inside and out. That's a direct order, given with love and support. Read on for more of the front lines of fashion...

DAY ONe  

Galtiscopio spring 2018

What a way to kick off my week, by sitting front row to view the beautiful and impressive collection at Galtiscopio. This is the show of kitty cat hat and Blaga denim jacket fame😜👏🏻. I purchased that hat many years ago. The one and only time I wore it,

A) People made fun of me. Fuck them; who's laughing now?

B) It kept falling off my head, driving me crazy.

I had a string put on it literally the day before fashion week. Thank you to my incredibly talented tailor, Letitia of Bashert Designs, for enabling me to get my purr on🐱👑🕶. Letitia has bailed me out of many a fashion emergency😱😉. The hat was a hit amongst the fashion forward, and it was unique and fun to wear. The team at Galtiscopio could not have been more welcoming. The atmosphere was so alive and abuzz with excitement.  The collection had vibrant, flowy silk pieces. Very feminine and sexy dresses with wonderful crystal detailing. The rich colors were very inviting. There were some hot, fun oversized t-shirts that would look great as minidresses with opaque black tights, or worn over leggings and boots with a boyfriend blazer. My ultimate salivating over piece was this long, silver open jacket. I went nuts for it. It had a sheer quality that let the piece breathe in its movement and statement. It almost felt like a robe, and I'm all about the robes now. It was so badass and rock and roll. It must be worn on a stage. Need!

I loved this metallic sheer one shouldered top with tailored black slacks. The collection was entirely realistically wearable. I mean, is anyone really wearing the Big Bird inspired ball gown, seen on the runway, to a bar mitzvah??? Functionality is important. I loved the live musical acts that kicked off the show. A great move to create a lively mood. Ray J has a great voice 🎤.

My favorite moment was when the designer, Ying Lau, came out at the end. She seemed so humbled and grateful. It's a joy to see people work so hard, and watch them revel in their ideas be brought to fruition. I was honored to be a part of that for this woman. Good for anyone that works hard and creates!! Clap for them 👏🏻. 

Thank you, Galtiscopio, for such a beautiful experience. I hope we meet again, especially on my body.

Photography credit- fashion week online

day one

concept korea spring 2018

Ok, MAJOR‼️. While all of Fashion Week is so exciting to be a part of, it's no secret that the events held in the main location have amped up adrenaline. Rolling into the epicenter of NYCFW is a sight to behold. It's a convention of colors, creativity, giant balls, and people screaming for attention while trying to look like they couldn't give two shits. There are clusters of photographers on street corners, poised and ready to capture the fierce and fabulous. I was so appreciative when any photog stopped me; this spared me from looking like a giant unnoticed asshole, who just plopped some insanity on her head as she ran out of her house in New Jersey. Imagine prancing around with a nutso hat/headpiece and no one gives a crap. EEK.   So thank you to the camera peeps for making me feel like part of the gang🙌🏻😎🎩. All my faves are credited below ❤️.

The mood before Concept Korea was rocking! It was clear upon entrance that this show smacks of gravity and importance. It was legit Devil Wears Prada. The goal is to showcase Korea's incredible well of talent and design, choosing new designers each time. I love this idea; if you're talented, join us, and we will get you out there.  I was psyched to see two designers bust their shit. Lady Blaga was invited to this show because my beyond talented and lovely photographer, Rachel Lee, who is a chief photographer for Concept K. All those stunning pictures you see on my IG and the blog, it's all Rachel. She is a marvel. I've never met a sweeter, more humble, more focused woman. She works so quickly, and with the purest intention. Her eye is magical. Her photos make me feel beautiful. She is generous and gracious, and rolled out the red carpet for me. Rachel, it's all you, Gurl. Oh, and if anyone tried to launch a shade rocket at us that day, we were like ,"um, yeah, so we know Rachel." Squad‼️     

I genuinely went nuts over the entire LIE collection. I'd wear every single piece. It was so bright, colorful, clean, and chic. The colors were girly, while making a very strong "fuck with me at your own risk" statement. There was a sexy effortlessness to the designs. I loved the relaxed, flowy vibe. LIE incorporated a lot of well placed words on the clothes, even on the faces of the models. Genius. The models' eyebrows were covered with the words "perfectly imperfect". I saw this being prepped backstage prior to the show, and I went crazy. This is my dream, to inject smart words absolutely everywhere. Everywhere. There is no reason fashion cannot read as intelligent. Thought provoking. Women are both beautiful AND smart. LIE honored that. I felt that this designer was truly a champion of females. Thanks, Bro!!  The second collection, Greedilous, was a feast on the eyes. Totally different mood. LIE was clean, this was a visual explosion. Intricate patterns. "Don't ever accuse me of being feminine" florals. Fitted bright red rock and roll flared suits. Loved the male models rocking these looks too! Despite the flowers, the cuts somehow made certain pieces hotly unisex. In the swag bag, I was excited to receive an oversized Greedilous t-shirt. A cool guy could easily rock it, just as I can, by making it fun and sexy with black tights, and most likely a bowler hat, making it a minidress. Throw on a leather jacket or a blazer, and your statement t shirt just gave you an outfit. Yeah, Son. After the show, I met the Greedilous designer backstage. She was so sweet! I love watching others succeed, especially when they're nice (when they're not 🖕🏼🖕🏼🖕🏼). Out of all the colorful characters I met at this show, my all time faves were Jean and Valerie, the Idiosyncratic Fashionistas. These broads are in their 70's. They started a fashion blog ten years ago for older, bolder women. Yasssss‼️. I zeroed in on them immediately. Their headgear was wilder than mine. Ladies after my own heart! They were so nice and encouraging. I love what they're doing, and what they represent. Be on stage, no matter your age. Rock it until forever. No one ever has to fade into the background. Ever. Make the world understand your relevance. There is endless fun to be had. Keep going. They were the perfect people to represent my feelings from Concept Korea; innovation and originality to the max. Wit, intelligence. Replacing Tits and Ass, to Wits and Sass(that's a Lady Blaga original). You'll one day be wearing that on an oversized t shirt.... Love, Lady Blaga

Photography credit- fashion week online

Photography credit for my looks- 

Mauricio E Cuevas www.ArmandHugon.com

Pratya J www.pratyajankong.com  

Sara Nicole saranicolemodel.com 

Marquis Perkins marquisperkins.com 

jenna dewan tatum

the idiosyncratic fashionistas

j. alexander

king combs

kenneth faried 

weworewhat danielle bernstein 

Private Benjamin 2.0

Hey, Peeps. So this look was an exciting discovery for me, because it was accidentally meaningful. I was putting together looks for the most recent fashion shoot, and combining the nautical striped jacket with my favorite worn in, camouflage shorts was a brilliant idea for Labor Day. Yes, I know that just passed in the states, but so what. It is always the right time to reflect on how damn lucky we are to live in a country where freedom is so deeply valued and promoted. There is never a time I don't drop my kids at their Jewish private school, where I don't think of how blessed we are to be able to safely practice Judaism in America.  Having grown up constantly hearing about how my grandparents survived the Holocaust, having gone to visit the concentration camps in Poland as a teenager, having my father in law tell my kids how rocks were thrown at him as a little boy because he is Jewish. My son is the same age as he was when that happened. It kills me to think anyone would ever do that to my baby.

Going to synagogue freely is a gift. Putting a menorah in my window is a gift. Having an annual Israeli day parade is a gift. By venturing out of the opaque bubble in which I've always lived, I am FINALLY starting to meet all kinds of people from many different backgrounds and ethnicities. I mean, Jeez... What the heck were we taught to be so scared of?... Differences are a gift as well. I know I sound like Kimmy Schmidt crawling out of her psycho, underground cult cave, opening her big eyes to the world, but Good. For. Me. This country is brimming with all kinds of worldly ingredients, because in it we have the freedom to mix up our own lives. Despite what your opinion may be on the current government, it doesn't matter; America was built on the premise of Liberty. We've got a massive statue in a dress to prove it. I kayaked near her on the Hudson River recently! Who knew that a little J Crew jacket and Current Elliot shorts could have had such an emotional impact on me,while belts and shoes were flying all over my closet?? Inspiration can hit anywhere, anytime. It is raw and unplanned. No plans necessary. If it's there, it will come.

My friend CR, a wise yogi, recently told me that there is a week long army training program in Israel. People can apparently pay and have a somewhat Israeli army experience. Supposedly they're really tough on you; wait, isn't that just flying on El Al?? Adding this on to my ever growing to do list. I might look like Goldie Hawn in the classic movie "Private Benjamin", but I would love this. See what ideas come to us when we feel free? Anything is an option, everything is an opportunity. And looking like Goldie at any stage in her rad life ain't so terrible. I'm so happy I didn't toss this jacket. I bought it because of the Jackie O vibes, then almost got rid of it for the same reason( I just outgrew that concept, though it's so elegant). I knew it would one day serve the right purpose. F dates on a calendar. They're numbers in a tiny box. Live Liberty every single day. Don't not take advantage of where we live. Freedom starts first and foremost in your own mind. 🇺🇸🗽🚢
Love, Lady Blaga

Red Army

While I've been sticking with black and white for the majority of the past couple years, red has been really popping up more and more in my style choices. Red is bold, bright, inviting, and fun. I ain't shy, and neither is this color. Red is also 🔥💥.

I got this red linen J Crew blazer several years ago, in my "maybe I'm in a Kate Middleton" phase. I bought it to wear over skinny jeans and a button down. A tasteful pop of color over a clean, preppy silhouette. Fuck that. We all love the Duchess, but her look isn't the right fit for me😜❤️. I'll get back to you if I'm ever invited to play croquette in the palace with the Queen and her corgis, but that has not happened yet. Btw, I think Pippa is really annoying...

It recently occurred to me to pair red with faded camouflage. The shrunken, preppy fit of the jacket was a good contrast to my fave camo muscle tee. Tough and feminine. Boldness in different ways. This classic denim skirt is a sweet midi length, but any denim bottom would work. Cut offs, pants, a mini skirt. I definitely prefer this medium wash, though. The feminine skirt is unexpected with the tough feeling tee. I just loved it together. Espadrilles aren't normally my thing, but these are so interesting. The hardware and two different lace up ribbons are badass ballerina, nailing home the mixed message.

I just learned in yoga that our left side is our feminine, lunar side, while the right is solar and masculine. Love this🙏🏻❤️. We need both the sun and moon to complete a full cycle of a day. We need to sometimes be soft, and other times tougher. It's all needed. It all looks good, but it looks even better when we can mix them together. It's simply more interesting that way. Everything in life is a balance.  PS: I also never graduated college (I have one semester left). This outfit makes me feel like the coolest girl on the campus, though at this point I'd clearly be on the faculty. I'll settle for being the hottest professor in the teachers' lounge 😉🔥💃🏼

T shirt is Current Elliot. Skirt is Chloe. Blazer And red sunglasses J Crew. Shoes Miu Miu

Life is Too Shirt

Thank you to my dear Amiga, LMT, for gifting me this tee shirt. My Blaga baby is still a newborn, and I am continuously proud of her. I have dreamed of writing for my entire life, and to understand that I've finally begin to achieve this dream, fills me with deep gratitude and excitement. I am not technologically inclined whatsoever. I am still trying to order my Starbucks correctly, even though that joke is a good 25 years old ☕️. Sorry, I will never accept that "tall" means a size small. It's so stupid. I mean, I'm going to roll with it but still. I also dislike the word "blog". It still sounds to me like an accidental sound. It evokes imagery of Harold Ramis being covered in a green, slimy substance in Ghostbusters (I always had the hots for Egon).

I am a proud blogger. I am not 20. I am not 30. I'm 39. I never imagined that my dream to write would manifest itself via this form of communication. I looked at blogs as a platform for "kids today". Now I'm so appreciative of how one ugly syllable has afforded me a vehicle for my voice. I recall buying these jeans three years ago. I liked them but felt they were not age appropriate. I swear what made me buy them was a magazine picture of Kate Hudson wearing a similar style. It continues to amaze me how I aged myself in so many ways. Thank god that's over with. Thanks, Kate! They are my favorite pair. I put them on, and I instantly feel cooler. They are shockingly versatile. The jeans were the perfect anchor to this adorable shirt, which was a surprise that arrived right before this photo shoot. I love that a tween can wear it, and so can I. T shirts have wisdom sometimes, and I am listening. I am indeed blogging my heart out, and it feels wonderful. I've gotten truly uplifting feedback from Blaga fans of all ages. I am thrilled to reach a varied age demographic. Truth, humor, and insight are ageless. Style is ageless. In fact, it gets better with time (mine sure has). I thank the blogosphere for being a non discriminatory space for anyone to join and speak their truth. And to wear whatever they want, regardless if there's a giant iridescent heart involved. Age is really just a number, nothing more. Buy the jeans, write the blog, fulfill the dream. Go buy your friend a t shirt; it will make her day. Maybe she will write about it.

❤️, LB

Foiled Again

This year, I'm all about the shine factor. If you're paying attention, you may note that this is not my first red pantsuit. I mean, how many does one really need, but the liquid shimmer drew me in here. Despite how uncomfortably skintight this may seem, there's a generous amount of stretch in the fabric that makes it very wearable. This outfit is not for the faint of heart. It's clearly a bold statement, even in its cleanliness. It's just three classic pieces; a legging, a tank, and a blazer. That's it. I put this on and all else simply "follows suit". Nightlife, I'm coming for you tonight.

Outfit aside, let's talk about the photograph itself. I love how Rachel, the fashion photographer, took this in my kitchen. Using my oven as the central prop lends cool symbolism to the shot. This picture represents much about me as a person. I'm highly domestic, and feel most at home well, in my home. My kitchen is my laboratory. I happily spend hours upon hours cooking and baking, while dancing and singing. I am quite often a homebody. I love arranging knickknacks, setting a beautiful table, choosing the right flowers, and thinking of creative ways to entertain. I absolutely love being a stay at home mother. Only now that my youngest is 7, am I just starting to venture out of my routine. Which is amazing, it's bringing balance into my life. Just as marriage doesn't mean stability, divorce doesn't mean instability. Your personal life doesn't define who you are. You probably think it does, as I did, but it doesn't. It certainly shouldn't. Personal status is a part of your life, a very important part, but it's not a reflection of who you are inside.

I've started to think of it like this; when God was mixing me in His own laboratory 39 years ago, and putting all sorts of ingredients into me, I'm certain He wasn't thinking, "I'm going to make this baby. She will drive carpool and go to the supermarket once a week. She will collapse if certain chapters of her life are different than what her community thinks they should be. She will serve her family and be sure her own truths are unimportant. She will exist only for others until she dies, at which point her eulogy will be interchangeable with other women she knew and didn't particularly like."  Um, I don't think so.

I believe in God completely, and I don't believe in One that doesn't believe in His own creations. That doesn't believe in us. If we love and trust God, we trust His intentions when He mixed each one of us. He's waaay too smart than to just create a bunch of yentas on a carpool line, right?? So often, there is tremendous guilt and suspicion embedded in religion. It's really very sad. Many people I know, good people, automatically jump to the conclusion that they're being punished by God if something goes wrong in their life. I thought this way until recently too. It's how we have been programmed, conditioned. It's a real shame to have been taught fear instead of love and trust. Nothing good comes from the former. Everything good comes from the latter.

I recently had a talk with one of my kids who thought if he did something that violated the sabbath (iPad related), God would punish him. This saddened me. It's not why his dad and I pay a fortune to send him to private school. I answered him that maybe we don't use our iPad on the sabbath for other reasons, but I assured him that he's a good boy, God knows that, God loves him, and doesn't want to punish him. I want my kids to love Judaism, not exist within it as fearful robots. Children conditioned to be afraid and guilt ridden become adults that carry that bullshit around with them their whole lives. That's not honoring God, it's actually an insult. I want my kids to thank me for giving them a cup of water because it's simply the right thing to do, not because they're afraid I'll yell and punish them if they don't. How little do they think of me if I'd punish them so quickly for any minor infraction?? God doesn't want to hurt us, He wants to help us. He trusts you more than you think, so trust Him back. To trust yourself means you have to know yourself. Really know yourself so doubt doesn't creep in and take over. This takes a lot of mental work, especially when you have to undo years and years of negative programming.

It's a huge point of frustration for me that religion is often based on externals. How we dress, how often we go to synagogue etc. Who cares how you dress if that clothing houses a not very nice person? Does it matter if you went to synagogue ten times in one day, if all you were thinking about was anything other than prayer? I hate that. I feel no less spiritual and proud of my Judaism in a bikini, than I do fasting on Yom Kippur. It's in my heart and my soul, so for me it just doesn't matter what people think they see on the outside. It's so superficial. It must stop. The judgement is completely out of control. We act towards others the way we act towards ourselves first. If you want a life where you try not to judge others, it won't happen unless you stop judging yourself. It just won't. It all works together in one direction, the right direction. Perhaps one of the most ubiquitous statements I hear is "I don't judge." Non judgmental people don't talk like that. I know like two, by the way. They don't need to make a declaration because in their hearts they know they're that way.  It's rare to be sure of who you are, which is why most people are constantly trying to prove to others that they are certain things.

Going back to the shiny, red suit. Red is a color not worn in certain sects of Judaism. It's considered inappropriate to wear such a bold color, immodest. I went to a high school that taught that, so I know. We were once instructed not to wear red on a class trip. In 2017, this is Lady Blaga: she wears red. She loves being bold, yet introverted at times. She bakes cookies, makes her bubbie's chicken soup every week, yet she started a kick ass blog. She prays very intently, yet is in DJ school. She is divorced but loves her family more than anything. She is incredibly warm and inviting, yet protective of her space. She lights sabbath candles every week , yet may have a cool photo shoot planned for Tuesday. It all matters. None of it matters. If you're not hurting anyone, and are in fact helping, just do your thing. Shine from within. Always start from within. Thank you for reading this. It felt good to write it.

Love, LB

RED-iculous

J'adore this tomato red dress! Everything about it appealed to me; the color, the asymmetry, the mix of shredded femininity. The hue is so bold, the tiny buttons so demure anddelicate. This piece is one stop shop; you need nothing else to drive home this look. It speaks for itself. It's by a designer I'm just learning about, thanks to my friend Gito. The designer is Magda Butrym. I even love her name! I love the combo of bright red and yellow gold accessories, but I kept it as minimal as possible. With the side parted glam hair, and the photographer telling me to twirl, I felt very old Hollywood glamour. Which led me to think of Marilyn Monroe in the classic film "The Seven Year Itch", in that famous white dress billowing up scene. Which then led me to think about emotional asymmetry. Let me explain. As we all know, despite her tremendous fame and following, world admired beauty, and enviable sex appeal, Marilyn was an extremely lonely woman. She was very open about this. There was such deep sadness underneath her worshipped exterior. Her legions of fans, numerous movie roles, or famous love interests played no part in easing her inner turmoil. It probably made it worse, with all the public pressures and expectations to be who the world wanted her to be. So often, the loneliest place to be is a crowded room. Living near Manhattan, I think about this a lot.

Watching all the hustle and flow of the city, the thousands of people coming and going at breakneck speed, is a recipe for loneliness if you aren't in an assured place in your life. All these people, and not one of them notices you. It's very easy to feel invisible amongst the masses. The public saw Marilyn in the way the studios packaged and delivered her. The contents of that package were unimportant and irrelevant. She knew this, she was not a dumb blonde. Out of all the negative human emotions we are capable of feeling, I think loneliness is the most destructive. It's what often leads to suicide. Rage, sadness, and insecurity aren't fun, but if an angry person feels love, they can probably exist without harming themselves. There are anti anxiety medications, anti depression medications, and various types of anger management therapies. There's no pill to take if you feel lonely, isolated, and misunderstood. I'm not referring to clinical depression, I mean the notion of loneliness on it's own. There isn't a prescription that can be filled out to cure one of feeling unseen and ignored. Humans are meant to connect with other humans. That has nothing to do with being shy or outgoing, popular or unpopular. It's a human need that if not met, causes the world to feel like a horribly lonely place to be. A place some people would rather exit than remain in. Loneliness leads to many forms of addiction, as a means of escape.

I see this more and more in my neighborhood. Life, relationships to children,  marriages, or personal fulfillment are not what the expectation was. An escape is necessary to literally take people out of their own heads. Incessant shopping, binge eating, even gossip is a form of addiction. People get addicted to talking about the lives of others in order to avoid dealing with their own life. I think even running errands constantly, or organizing your pantry like the guy that pulverized Julia Roberts in "Sleeping With the Enemy", are also means of distraction. At the stage of life where we don't have babies at home to take up all our time and energy, since the kids are in school full time, your own home can feel incredibly lonely. Silence can be very scary, since all you hear are your own thoughts, and you don't want to hear your truth since it may implode your carefully constructed life. The dress, Marilyn, the concept of imbalance, all compare to the vast challenges of living in an age of social media.

Take Instagram, where people feel validated or loved based on how many followers they have. It can be such fake bullshit; a person with a billion followers can secretly be beyond miserable. I admit that anyone, including myself, could be seen as a hypocrite, since I'm in fact using social media for my own purposes. Social media can promote major asymmetry in our minds, since we are constantly tricked into false security and illusions. People post photos in order to get likes. Likes are dangerous when we rely on them for validation. Anyone who posts a ton of stuff, then claims they don't give a shit what anyone thinks of them, is lying to themselves. They need the likes just as they need to pee; it's a relief. Likes feel good. You feel seen, appreciated, momentarily important. This is a drug like any other. It's very scary raising kids in this era. How can we teach our kids to feel genuine love and security when they are basing those feelings on how many people liked the snapchat photo of them looking like a deer on acid??? I don't get the whole snapchat thing, but I'm always very late to any tech party. My kids try to convince me that the filters are cool. I think they're ridiculous, and tell them I don't have any desire to see their perfect faces distorted. I can't stand it. I like seeing them as is. I want others to see me as is, not a purported vision of me. I know I put myself out there, so anyone that can't see me clearly doesn't belong in my life.

I've said that before, and I'll keep holding on to that. I don't want a ton of superficial connections, I'd rather a few true, deep ones. No one admits to wanting otherwise, but most people don't live by that. You've never heard someone say, "I prefer to have a lot of phony relationships instead of three friendships of quality". Yet, so many still seem to be running for mayor. It's a huge challenge to remind ourselves that all we really need is within us, when the undertow of social media can drown us. But we can look at it like this; it is the very challenge of asymmetry that will keep us balanced. We, myself as well, must work harder to weed out inauthenticity. We must constantly teach ourselves what's real and what's not. We will be stronger when we internalize this. There is many a night I've wasted trolling things on Instagram that have zero to do with me. I always hate myself for it after. It's so stupid, and I know better. But I get sucked in. I've never thought,"wow, what a fulfilling evening I just had, perusing the accounts of complete strangers. Now I can sleep peacefully, knowing what so and so did for vacation three years ago. " In yoga, you do the exact same movements on both sides of the body. Achieving balance takes focus and commitment. It's not always easy, but it sure feels good when everything in our lives is aligned. It is both our right and responsibility to maintain balance. No one can mess with your center. If there's someone who throws you out of whack, that is a sign to perhaps let them go. Only keep those who really see you for you. If the most famous woman in the world had this problem, chances are the rest of us can relate. Go ahead, it's ok to post stuff and check your IG. I'm going to also. Just understand how meaningless it is. Oh, and wear something red ❣❣🖍🖍, I think that was the original purpose to this article ❌⭕️❌⭕️.

Relaxed Glamour

I adore vintage. I love anything with a history. I prefer things a bit beat up and with a story, over a shiny, new , sterile something. That's actually a huge insight into my entire personality. I went through a years long phase where I only shopped in vintage stores. I pride myself on having the eye to zero in on a treasure among a heap of junk. It's an attention to detail. It means I pay attention to all that surrounds me, and gravitate towards what I love, despite that being less obvious to everyone else. I have always loved an underdog. I've never been attracted to men that are too handsome. I like quirks. I often hate the movie the critics loved. I won't wear a trend when it's in. It's not some sort of "fuck the man" agenda, it's just something I've come to learn about myself. I have often been told I'm "out of the box". This confuses me; well, what box are we talking about exactly ? People are meant to be complex, multi dimensional individuals with twists and turns. I'm certainly in the box of that. Perhaps if the box you're talking about is a flat, non faceted, boring invisible jail cell, then you're right, I'm proudly "out of that box". I've always taken it as a compliment, but feel sad that that's how most people I know define others. I have also heard that since I'm not in a box, people can't define me and don't know how to categorize me. This is insane. How small-minded does one have to be in order to have this incessant need to categorize others??? Dude, instead of trying to sum up everyone around you into three words or less, get your twice a week Pilates ass to a therapist.
 As always, I promise, Lady Blaga has a clear point.

Back to the lab again, yo. This vintage gown was maybe 100$. I bought it 14 years ago at a vintage store in my hood called Mint. It was love at first sight. I dressed exclusively back then in tons of color, which I no longer do. I think I only wore this twice, but kept it knowing it would serve me well. I imagine a 60's lady hosting a booze soaked lunch, cigarette holder in one hand, her lacquered beehive hairdo standing at attention. She is, of course, sleeping with her best friend's husband while her own is golfing at the club. Her friend kinda knows but will never bring it up. Suburban shit lurking beneath the gleaming surface. Everyone is very tan and hates each other. They gather once a week regardless. It's just what they've always done, and will continue to do. Very Edward Scissorhands, one of my favorite films of all time. Talk about boxes gone awry. I crave storylines like this. So I will make them up if I need to amuse myself, even if my starting point is a random dress.

I recently had this dress taken in, and the ruffled collar removed. Good tailoring can transform anything. It took me years to appreciate this, because I hate going to the tailor. Surrender, Peeps, it really helps. Fixing the dress instantly made it current. It's a classic tank cut on top, with a full sweeping bottom. It's clearly glam, and I've worn it with gold sandals to a black tie wedding, but my favorite way to wear it is with an unexpected flat or sneaker. You know I love contrast. It makes everything less serious. It's like when you mix sweet and spice in a recipe. All sweet is too much on your mouth. All spicy is also too much. Both elements are needed to achieve, as I always say, balance.

These backless Margiela sneakers are the coolest footwear for this Valley of the Dolls look. Totally "out of the box"🙌🏻.  Beauty feels ugly if it's not comfortable. Your smile is just not as wide if your energy is sucked up sucking in your tummy. Fact. I'm sure you can even attempt at making these sneaks yourself! Slip on sneakers, yes please🙋🏼.  The J Crew sleeveless denim vest adds the final relaxed, cool chic factor. Collar up. It's an unusual take on a blazer topping an outfit. This giant gold earring you've seen many times, since it's one of my faves. It's from Old Navy. I wear it everywhere. The right shade of gold can totes pass for expensive. Just choose wisely and you'll be good! Price means almost nothing. You cannot buy taste. So often pricey clothing looks cheesy and ridiculous, very trying too hard.  This look is proof of that. An entire glamorous outfit based of a hundred dollar dress I found in a pile on the floor. If you open your mind you can close your wallet a little bit, I swear. Shop creatively. Live interestingly. Just leave your BFF's hubby alone. That's not very nice, even if she's chasing after yours. L'chaim 🍷🍸⛳️🏌

Skirt Stake

 Stake your claim in Fashion Land. Ooh, there should totally be a board game like that ‼️ Picture Candy Land, but instead of sweets, there can be articles of clothes on the cards. Little Anna Wintour and Karl Lagerfeld figurines. If you get a "weight gain" card, you're ejected from the game. If Chanel begs to dress you, skip ahead ten spaces! If you do that stupid lemon juice and cayenne pepper cleanse before Fashion Week, advance one space for every day you've done it. This joke is endless 🍭🍥🍬...

Imagine giving this to your niece on Christmas or Hannukah. Child psychological nightmare 🙀. But I digress.

Week 2 of the bodysuit two ways , has us wearing still a skirt, yet a completely different style. This off white, feathered one is short and playful. I debated buying it. I wasn't sure if I looked like Bridal Party BigBird. So happy I got it! It's a fabulous party look. A two piece ensemble is such a fresh break from a classic cocktail dress. It's cooler since more thought is required. Yet, this great black Margiela bodysuit makes any outfit easy. Once it's snapped on, you can throw so much over it.

For synagogue, I just wear a black boyfriend cut blazer over it. I'll usually wear this long, silver pendant I love. I referenced that piece in one of my previous posts about handmade Yemenite jewelry from Israel. And long silver or pewter tone will work here. It's softer than gold, and there's such a softness to the skirt due to the color and feathery detail. This can be worn with heels or cool flats, just like the first skirt look. But an uncomplicated shoe; none of that gladiator nonsense here. Don't compete with the skirt. Let the outfit breathe.

Bonus bodysuit look 3: stand in front of a floor length mirror, put on black stilettos, pouf your hair up. Put on "Single Ladies". Let shit get real with that choreography. Not that I've ever actually done that before 🙈🎤👠💋💄. 

Live large, Ladies. Life is too short. We must keep finding different ways to approach and enjoy our time here.