qouture

diddy x l’uomo vogue

Diddy continues the trend of Blacks on the cover of Vogues. Fur coats and bling, I expect nothing less from Sean “Puff-Puffy-Puff Daddy-Diddy-P.Diddy-Dum-diddly-doo-dah” Combs.

harper’s bazaar x the williams sisters

my, how my girls have come a long way

especially from past fashion faux pas

thank the lord for stylists.

loving the williams sisters in couture on the courts.

Chanel Iman x TIME Style&Design = absolute fab

promises promises

As I promised I would, my peppermints, I’m sharing my writing as I do it. Remember when I posted the Estelle “Pretty Please (Love Me)” video a while back? And I promised I would tell you about the side-eye I gave her management? Well, I attended a FADER party to interview Miss Estelle, who by the by is HELLA cool, for my fam over at fab Parlour Magazine. I was “promised” a slot to chat and ended up waiting outside her dressing room for about two and a half hours for a chat that never happened. I did grab a photo with her, but I was quite pissy.

BUT her crew redeemed themselves by setting up a phoner with her shortly thereafter and Estelle and I chatted for approximately an hour about everything from boys to clothes. Henceforth and hitherto, I promise I will post the entire convo (and my pic with her) one day but for now, my piece–which if I do say so my myself (and I do) is quite kickass–is up over at Parlour. Enjoy!

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Russian Vogue x pharrell williams

Black moguls seem to be gracing foreign Vogues lately. Mr. Fa Real joins Russian model Natasha Poly for a photo shoot in the August 2008 Russian Vogue done by Terry Richardson. Of course he’s sporting his Billionaire Boys Club collection and one of his favorite brands, Louis Vuitton. No I can’t read Russian and would be just fine with the shoot minus Poly but I’ll take what I can get. LOL. (sad, I know) See flicks below.

Are you really taking Milli Vanilli’s advice?? Their whole career was a lie!

“You know me, In anticipation of precipitation, stacks chips for the rainy day”

–Young Hov

Oh it’s rainin’ ladies and gents. And on rainy days such as the one I am experiencing in Midtown Manhattan, I cling to what makes me happy to get through the day: fashion.

A personal motto of mine is: when the weather turns it’s back on you, turn your back on blaming hideous outfits on the weather.

Water, my cupcakes, is no excuse to look bad. Don’t blame it on the rain. I don’t know if people think that the downpour blurs other’s vision to where they are unable to see you lookin’ like a hot mess, but whatever you thought I am here to give you a warm and loving “uh-na-no-boo-boo”. Let’s get it together.

And to those on the extreme opposite of those who don’t even try, I say this: I love to look fabulous as much as the next–what I am saying, usually a little more than the next–but spending a week’s pay on a 600.00 Louis Vuitton umbrella that will snap in two at the first wind blow? Not cute… or smart.

Stick to things that won’t break in a day. The word is longevity people! I like to invest in coats and footwear. (If chosen properly these pieces can become heirlooms. Ie. A Burberry trench or some Yves Saint Laurent rainboots. But we’re in a recession pudding cups so I’ma keeps it funky aka cost-effective). When you have weather-ready kicks you’ll find that you have no excuse for looking like something that the rain done washed up onto the sidewalk along with the gutter water. It helps to build your look from the ground up; Better foundation ;) . (That goes for the fellas too).

Peep the appropriate footwear (aka the Q’s) by clicking on the images below.

And remember: The sun will come out tomorrow. In the meantime there’s no need to look like an orphan.

ciao quei bei!

Q

Let yo’ Soouuuulll Glllloooowww

acceptable: feeding your soul by purchasin’ a pair of fly-a&& Jimmy Choo’s at a sample sale and workin’ out how you’re going to eat for the next 3 months later. I almost proposed to them…I’m serious.

unacceptable: Mr. Soul Train himself lookin’ like the pasty chick he’s with done snatched his Soul and played offense on the Keri Lotion on the nightstand when he tried his damndest to get to it. Leavin’ him looking like a Ashy Larry’s grandpops. Dazed and confused.

So sad. He done missed the train. Tryna remember his name.

Yo name is Don Cornelius boo!

Don-Cor-Nel-I-US!!!! Come back to us………damn.

Black Models Get their Due…way over-due

Vogue finally realized that they have been racist for way too long in their neglecting to give models who happen to be women of color an equal (and their rightful) shine. We’d maybe get one or two pictures in an entire issue or if we were lucky a spread every couple of months. They have recognized their negligence (whether it’s too little too late is up to you) and have blessed the world with an All-Black issue Italian Vogue. The covers are above and below you will find some of the fabulousness that is the Black woman.