Thursday, 29 November 2012
For an up and coming model, well I say this the girl in question is defiantly up there already, to be stated as the 'next Kate' more or less sums up that you have made it in the whole wide world of modelling. To outstretch your career from 14 years old to still be one of the most photographed models at the age of 38 Kate is still competing with the best of them and after all these years I don't believe we have had one girl in particular that could possibly knock her off her well established thrown, that is until we were faced with CARA, it just shows her presence at this stage by you knowing exactly who I'm talking about in the context of modelling by not having to mention the surname, Delvigne of course. One of the reasons I think Kate has stayed around so long is not just because of those striking looks, every model posses them, its more a whole lifestyle, even Miss Coco Chanel confessed that fashion is not something that exists in dresses only....fashion has to do with the way we live, what is happening.' That's something that Kate possesses, its not just what she does when she is at work its her whole lifestyle, her social circle, the places she goes, her wedding, her relationships, the way she dresses in her own time more or less everything, and getting back to Cara this is where I think it is all steaming from, she isn't just a quiet beautiful girl getting on with her own thing working as a model. With her sister Poppy already an established model her social circle is filled with the youngest, coolest rising stars, people say she has 'limitless supply of energy and obvious excitement for the industry there is a freshness to Cara that is often a rare commodity in a model. Then there's the next big similarity to Kate, the longstanding muse to photographer Mario Testino who has photographed her for everything from Vogue to Burberry campaigns to her wedding, there's even an entire coffee table book (need to buy) devoted to all of Testino's photographs of Moss. Howevere Testino has found a new love, Cara whom reminds him of Moss. 'she's faboulous no? shes great, she is like the new Kate in a way, if you think of her personality and energy and attitude.' This was my first interview I had read with her...
Posted by Callahan Brooks at 05:39
Monday, 26 November 2012
I don't have the most extended knowledge of the blogging world but I think I have enough to distinguish between one that is just thrown together in a way they think a blog should be with the usual outfit picture and a few words about what they are wearing and where you can buy it and then to the other end of the spectrum where one of my favourite blogs to date sits more that proud (in my view.) Camille over the rainbow don't you just love that feeling when you read something and your nodding along totally agreeing and gaining complete enjoyment from reading each word and the websites they reference and a genuine interest in exactly where they bought every bit of their outfit cos you genuinely think they look so nice and completely your taste and finally just to make the whole experience complete by wanting to share it on your own blog and tell my friends to read it AND finally get round to making a comment and letting this talented girl know what I think of her blog (not that my opinion matters) but just to show your appreciation and recognition for making such a good blog (can I add one more 'and') AND that I can understand her every now and then French words included...c'est beau l'amour. It was actually nice to be slightly behind on all her posts as I had quite a bit to look through as opposed to anxiously waiting and reading a new post immediately, I know this is my own blog and it should just be me writing my own thing but I just wanted to share what I read on her blog, just the way she describes them just like my sort of girl but at the same time being utterly helpful and keeping up to date with exactly whats going on in that fashion world whilst at the same time being able to friendly mock those who are blinded by fashion including herself and just put it into more perspective. I admit I went through a stage of just liking (or thinking I liked) everything that I came in contact with in magazines/blogs/fashion websites/books which ended up not knowing what I ACTUALLY liked from that that I thought I should be liking. I think that's why I'm so drawn to what she writes I can relate to it and although I have my own views on things 9 times out of 10 I completly agree with her and I love how she puts them thoughts into words. Things that I liked today...shes on a unstoppable leather binge, well I've been on one of those for a while now so much so that I physically don't know what to wear on a night out if its not leather trousers. Her view on the statement 'Do we buy into fashion because we genuinely like what we see, or because a somewhat greater authority, dictator of all things cool, has told us it is essential to do so in order to fit the fashion bill?' I was nodding away when she was refering to the ultimate rush around the infamous H&M designer collaberations, 'And if fast fashion is the ethos of our age, then surely the H&M designer collabs are the archetype of fast fashion living. One minute you know quasi-nothing about the chosen one, the next, you are fighting to get your hands on a blown-up candy clutch which is twice your size.' And then her description of her relationship with Topshop...'We were on a break you see for a while seeing as it seemed to have set its sights on dressing the cool kids of East-London in 90s-infused, festival-worthy, colour-binging ready-to-wear. Which I used to swear by, but sort of grew out of when I realised I just looked like a cookie-cutter. Not that I ooze originality today (case in point: baggy leather, everyone is at it!) .. but at least I stopped looking like a 15-something teenage clone.' Just her thoughts of when she has to get dressed up is exactly what I aim to do (well try to) 'I tend not to dress up, even when I'm going out. Rather, I just add a pair of feminine pumps to an otherwise casual look.'
Posted by Callahan Brooks at 11:47
Saturday, 17 November 2012
Just catching up on all the blogs I used to visit daily then neglected on my mission to find new ones that I hadnt seen before, but visiting my old favourite Oracle Fox didnt dissapoint. Found these images of the hair for Balenciaga, I love the detail of the gold metal halo.
Posted by Callahan Brooks at 05:01
I went through a stage when I was younger being obsessed with stripes, literally everything I bought was stripy, now the only stripes that I would want is this jacket. I've noticed that when Balmain run a theme in a collection its never discreet from embellishment to stripes, it takes centre stage and doesnt allow time for people to interpret their take on the general theme of the collection, its just there eliminating the risk of any doubt that you would possibly pick up on anything else.
Posted by Callahan Brooks at 04:36
Thursday, 15 November 2012
Why are black and white photos so much more....interesting? genuine? (if you can describe a photo as having such element) intriguing? I'm referring to both photos that are really old so this is their original form and pictures taken recently but still capture this special mesmerising aura they have about them. the real old ones are classics, I love looking through old pictures of my nan and grandad and my mum and dad as kids I suppose they just seem more sentimental and so different in terms of everything about them due to the year they were taken when I hadn't even entered the world, is that why they are so mysterious? Maybe, but I also always think that they just have something about them that normal camera's these days do not capture, now technically speaking this is completely incorrect technology captures every single minuscule detail of the photo taken and then can be altered to exactly how you want it, maybe that's where the magic is lost? I was talking to my friend about it the other day, she said that digital camera's were ruining her memories, they are still being captured but now you take a photo have a look if its not one of your favourites or your pulling a hideous face its gone, deleted never to be returned again. Maybe, the best photos are the ones that are taken in the moment and then those hours waiting to get the film printed and then the even more exciting moment when you used to pick up the envelope and look through all of the photos and each one was new to you, never seen before, not altered and not deleted if it wasn't perfect, that's how it should of always stayed when it concerns personal photos I think? I was looking through the French Vogette tumblr and normally from here I'm manically saving every picture I come across, this time I was just interetsted in the black and white ones, I wont go on about why and how much I like them I'll just simply share them...now you tell me there isnt something about black and white photos that you cant put your finger on exactly.
Monday, 12 November 2012
a/w 12 collection but when I refer to clothes being beautiful (this word almost seeming pathetic to what is is describing here) this is it in all its glory, enough is enough and this is embellishment and detail at its ultimate best. I can imagine the weight of this jacket, the way it would weigh you down and twinkle in any light but the only thing I cant imagine (the one I would dream of!) is what it feels like to be the proud owner of THE jacket. But I wont waste one more second moaning about something that is just ridicously out of reach (yes that price tag is evil) as I have my very own version/imitation/copy call it what you will of the jacket and all thanks to one of my favourite shops Zara. It was just meant to be, me and my friends sent it to each other, looked at it 345 times on the website and saw it in real life hanging in the shop but as much as I've gone on about the original I was being in my 'tight/sensible' self for a while and kept the strong mindset of 'Do I need that?' and just kept the vision of the Balmain spectaculars as just something that I would always remember and love. But...tonight there was one left in Zara and attached was a WRONG TICKET!!!!! (A quarter of the price!!) So it ends with a happy ending....I HAVE THE/MY JACKET!!!! The Real One:
Posted by Callahan Brooks at 13:36