Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Is it possible to have a crush on an object? I am in love with Chanel's latest must have item: Black Satin. Nail polish for those not in the know. It's black. Midnight black. Vamp black. Onyx black. So chic. I must say my toes look foward to being sexed up fully coated in satin. It is not only popular with me but with almost every it fashionista. I heard it was the official must have color to wear at MTV VMAs. It is two of my favorite words: Limited Edition. But that was what was said about Chanel's all time top seller: Vamp. It is sold out most places. But I know where to buy it in bulk. But to quote Brittany Muphy in Don't Say a Word..."I'll Never Tell". Smooches
Monday, August 07, 2006
After westling the Dillard's department store invite to preview the new Dior cosmetic fall line out of my husband's hand. He tried to say it was his since it was addressed to him. That was a mere technicality. There was a free Dior necklace at stake and he was playing. Anyways, during my visit to the counter, I encountered my next treasture: Dior Detective Palette. Dior's answer to Bobbi Brown's Shimmer Brick Compact. And to think I almost cheated on one of my favorite Cosmetic lovers. I have to give props to Ms. Brown. The Compact kept calling me. No, seriously, it kept calling me with debit card in hand. Dior must have sensed my wandering eyes. Now I am thinking should I buy now(Ebay has corrupted me) or let someone bless me with it as Christmas present? Must...fight...erge to buy now. Must...stand...ground. Will...not...bend...to Dior's will. Heck,I am going to lunch. I need to clear my mind...at the Dior counter. Shamed. Smooches.
Why is it a new hairdo gives you a new attitude? Most women dye or cut their hair. But as you know I have to take it to the next level. For the summer, I got a half wig. Hey don't judge me. I had to cut my hair and now it is in the "inbetween stage". So I had no choice, so there. Her name is Venice Girl. I actually look oh so chic with her placed upon my head. What does my husband think you might ask? Well he loves it only because it is like he cheating on me with...me. Smooches.
I have decided the turn over a new leaf: take better care of myself. First by starting with the small stuff: nails. Recently returned from ATL. While visiting the Lenox Mall(it is like putting gas in my car, I have to go), I stopped in the Kate Spade boutique. Picked up the much wanted gold metallic card case. Now you would think that was my only obsession. The SA had the world's cutest manicure with the world's cutest nail polish. I could not take my eyes off of her hands. I had to know the name: OPI's Bubble Bath. It universally looks great on anyone's hands. In keeping with my "new leaf", recently went in for a manicure and requested Bubble Bath. Even the manicurist was impressed;however, she didn't honor my OPI Black Onyx request. That is another talkshow topic in itself. So now I am stuck: should I continue to pamper myself and get a manicure every 2 weeks(FYI: doesn't even last for a good week) or should I just buy the dang polish and ditch the $18-$20 plus tip per salon visit expense? Yeah that is what I thought, there goes another "new leaf" blowing in the wind. Smooches.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Think of the wonderful things that accompany the word glaze: chicken, donuts, lipgloss. Oh don't even act as if you didn't see that one coming. I have been on the never ending quest for chic gloss. Yes I could have just settled for any drugstore brand. But we are talking about me. I wanted something from a couture line of cosmetics that was transparent, non-sticky and would send any lipgloss loving chicette spinting to her nearest beauty counter. I have to first give credit where credit is do: Jennifer Lopez. She mentioned that she buys one lipgloss in bulk: Chanel Glossimer in Glaze. Could it be that great? It was not like she was the official spokesperson for Chanel. And how come I had not heard about it. I mean even through my Dior induded gloss overdoses, I have not once recall ever hearing any Chanel Glossimer devotee whispering that is was the holy grail of lip wear. At that point, I knew I needed a hit. At first I thought ok I am brown like a crayon. There is no way that I would every be able to wear that color. For crying out loud it was pink...PINK!!! Once the beauty associate removed the wand from the tube, the hook was in my mouth. Can Jen's lipgloss binge be warrented? Can it be that this lipgloss holds the Uber title? Yes to both. I have cleared out my makeup bag to allow only for IT and well the Dior sparkle lip palette(it has a mirror). I am after all a Dior addict. I refuse to stand before and tell you that I have sworn off buying anymore glosses. But I must admit,I await each moment(long wear) to dress up my kisser. And it makes my smooches much more meaningful if my lips are coated in Chanel. Smooches.
Monday, June 05, 2006
It has been a long time since I have been to my old fashion forum stomping ground:VIP. Decided to pop in and low and behold, I chanced upon one of the most beautiful pair of shoes I have ever seen. Of course you know that price is no object when it comes to obtaining foot candy. But I was blessed to have found the same shoe at a fraction of the original. I love Couture and I don't feel like I am cheapens myself by purchasing the more cost effective version. Imitation, my dears, is the most sincerest form of flattery. Christian Louboutin or the king of rare original ideas: Steve Madden. The price you might ask. One is for $345 and the other is for 129. Now honestly can you tell the difference? Oh doesn't it feel good to payless. Smooches.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
For inquiring minds, I am not referring to single released by the 90's male R&B group Mista. So excited. Finally got it. "It" being a Blackberry pda. Based off of an executive decision made by my best friend. If it wasn't for her, I would be still looking at it in hopes of owning it one day. Well she had enough of the window shopping. And yes I am so delighted she forced her hand. I absolutely love it. Can't put it down. Constantly holding it in my hand like gold...Heck platinum. I don't think that I am capable of actually ever owning another phone if it does not have a functional keypad built in. For those who have been considering coming to the darkside that a Crackberry would induce, I have one comment to make: The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice. Smooches.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Hello, my name is DeeDee and I am a shoeaholic. Hi, DeeDee. Why is it that whenever I get a new pair of shoes I have to wear them with every and anything? Even if they don't match anything I am wearing. Say hello to my newly adopted babies: the Kate Spade Cabos in orange that you see to your left. Ya think it is too late to have a baby shower? I mean just ask my best friend and couture counselor, she will tell you of my insufferable whining about them since their conception 2 spring/summer seasons ago. I would like to give a shout out to Ebay for making it all possible. Ebay,I love you. You are my tiger, tiger burning bright. Smooches.
Plum Sykes has done it again. The Debutante Divorcee has me on lock. I can't put it down. I read it every chance I get. I have to talk myself down from reading it at a traffic light. Bergdorf Blondes was simply wonderful. I knew I should have expected nothing but the absolute best from her sophmore release. I refuse to use adjectives such as "Whimscal" and "Witty" to describe it. They don't do it justice. "Ripe" is all I can say about this chicenstein of a novel. Yes...I said Chicenstein - taken from the book and my new favorite word. And What? Smooches.
Totally love the show So Notorious on VH1. A must have if it is ever slated for dvd release. However, I have a concern. To your left you will see a character that goes by the name of "Nanny". Now is it just me or does it seem like whenever Tori or her mama says "Nanny" it sounds like they are saying "Mammy"? WHAT??? Don't look at me like that. I can't be the only one that has caught that. Inquiring minds would like to know. Smooches.
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
I know you are wondering...no new,known obsessions?....PLEASE. Two word: wedge shoes. They are the heel without that unstable feel. Can't get enough. The make my calves look...YUMMY. Well to me atleast. Hey no comments some the peanut gallary. Note the comment option disabled. Don't push me cause I'm close to the wedge. Yeah I had to write and what? Smooches.
Does anyone miss the days of the Electric Eighties? Most of all, I miss the Rick Ashleys, Swingout Sisters and Basias of the world. So I have decided to dedicate my daily trips to and from work, in the month of March, to Brilliant British Artists. Let the tribute begin. Smooches.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Being the faithful follower and avid collector of Dior trinkets that I am I have to admit I was in shock that I had not heard nor seen anything about the new beauty on the market. During my normal mid-afternoon Ebay browsing, I decided to search for Dior glosses. That was when I saw her. I nearly lost my lunch. How could this be? At first, I had to talk myself down. Thinking that only the Euro dames get to have this bauble all to them selves. At that point, I threw the expected tantrum and decided that I must have it *swallow* no matter the cost. I vowed long ago, never to let another desirable Dior goodie slip threw my well-manicured hands again. Called old, reliable: Sephora and of course they had it...for $70 BUCKS. I could not believe what I was hearing. Could it be one of my possible darlings was never gonna make itself at home among the many others that I have claimed? Le sigh! I said this one I will have to pass on. Out of sight out of mind, right? Until I happened to stop by Bloomie's to grab a bottle of Chanel nail polish in Vamp. SA told me they were out but to try the Dior counter if I am in need of a dark hue. I was like okay. What are chances that Bloomie's would have it and, if so, I must be strong and realize $70 is not worth it for lip gloss that I can wear on my wrist. I walk up to the counter, start to inquire about a dark shade of polish and there she was...all polished and glistening. Okay I say to myself. Get yourself together. You can do this. But the Dior demon popped up from out of nowhere and took a seat right on my shoulder popcorn, ready in hand. Is this reality I thought. All it did was utter four simple, little words: just try it on. So I obliged it. Just to "prove" that I could just walk away. Awww...heck once it hit my wrist I was done for. I glided to the checkout counter and yanked out my debit card. It wasn't me I tell ya…It was the one-armed man making the purchase. To this day, I will always say it wasn't me. That is my story and I am sticking to it. Heck what do you want from me? I have a problem and I refuse to seek help for my condition. Smooches.
Monday, January 16, 2006
I am praying my heavenly Father will over look this. Yep...I finally broke. I..well..my hubby bought me some uggs(which stands for ugly according to research). In the color pink that I have been feening for. And I have been pushing them mugs or should I say uggs(lol) all weekend. I love them. So comfy and cozy. Guess what? My feet don't overheat. Which is brilliant. You know how a Glamourette is about heat. That is why I don't cook. Smooches.