My computer has been resuscitated and so have I.
While in an ironic series of events, I may be late to the game in posting a bit about my Rachel Rachel Roy collaboration, I shall still do so
you know, despite my incessant Facebook and Twitter updates earlier today.
Before I continue though, it must be noted that one of the most satisfying parts of this collaboration was the fact that in an early post I wrote for my blog called Trendspotting: Stolen from the Superhero, I outted an inherent love-affair I’ve had with capes since the first time I could say “crusader.” I may or may not have mentioned that people often yell “YOU’RE NOT A SUPERHERO!” at me when I outfit myself in capes, capelets, and excessive neoprene. This is to all the nonbelievers though…
Would you look at that! Foreshadowing Frank is here to confirm: I am in fact, a superhero…turning everyday girls into full blown fashion propellers.
See? What now? WHAT NOW? …Valentine’s Day? Not here pal. Just kidding, it’s still here. And we’re going to spend it together! With dead birds on our fingers! I can’t exclamating! I drank a Red Bull an hour ago!
My first order of business was helping Caitlin, along with Rachel Roy. Her problem was too many men hitting on her. Me personally, I blamed the hip-hugging wrap dress she came to me wearing. To each their own, I guess. The solution here was obvious. The remedy for too many men? Too many layers. Duh. And a topknot. Get in on the Secret Society of Man Repellers, New and Old handshake and watch the video here.
When Coral came looking for help from my superhero alter-ego, she was mourning her break-up. I turned her frown upside down and taught her about the joys of sartorial bartending. Now she’s good as new and has a tie dye turban to show for it. Watch that video here.
The last case included Jeanette. She had a blind date. My obvious first reaction was to have her go in and blind him with crazy patterns and bright separates. I told her of my idea but she then expressed to me that she was looking for “the one.” And so,
I told her that the Celine Shopper was back on the floor at Barney’s so she wouldn’t have to look too hard I gave her a onesie. In denim. And to quote myself, “nothing says Valentine’s Day like socks and sandals and a dead bird on your finger.” Missions, repelled.
Watch the video and read an interview from Lady Roy and me to Harper’s Bazaar here.
And as for you, fellow Repellows, shop my picks if you want to recreate these looks, abridged or exaggerated (yeah yeah, this one!) to your liking. I am particularly partial toward the swing coat for obvious reasons. See below.
See that? Full circle, people. I love healthy circulation. Have a party with your insides!