Believe me when I say that I am no name brand whore. I couldn't afford to be, even if I were, which might have something to do with why I'm not. I enjoy fashion and the seasonal collections, hence the long-ass posts I tend to do on the various fashion weeks, but that's mainly for inspiration. I'd much prefer to go hunt down my own unique thing at the local five & dime then whip it into shape with clever accessories & a whole lotta attitude. However, there are two prominent exceptions to this and they would be Rick Owens and Bottega Veneta. Rick Owens makes perfect sense, because his stuff looks like my usual style & he hails from my hickville-neck of the woods, which is something of a miracle considering where he's wound up. Bottega Veneta is more of a mystery. It makes no sense that season after season I've lusted after their waffle handbags and luxurious yet simple attire like a fat kid loves cake. It all looks far too blue blood to blend in with anything in my closet, but love can be an inexplicable thing sometimes, and this would be one of these times.
Behold Bottega Veneta Spring 2010...
And could someone PLEASE get me a pair of these shoes? I would be ever so grateful & will wear em till my feet fall off...
1 comment:
I'm not big on the shoes, but I love the first 5 looks pictured.
xxx
Post a Comment