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23 January 2012

...catch,up...

So much catching up to do my little monsters... I know I know I KNOW!!!

where did little bells go?

I got through and was able to create only with the incredible team around me the greatest work of art I can ever stand back from and only begin to express how proud I am... and excited by... for Astonish magaazine's spring editorial!! Here are some of the wardrobe pictures monsters!!




 playing dress up is what I never stopped doing... and I'm so thankful and truly happy that I get to do everyday what I dreamed of as a little girl.. but now with bigger baubles and budgets? that's rad...
I love shoes... hate that my feet are so small so I can't run around set changing shoes every shot (damn size 36!!)but just setting them all up and standing back? meow...  
 Jimi Hendrix takes a break after day 1 to nap on some Maggie Barry marabou amazing-ness... oh Jimi Hendrix- can I be you for one day, please?
 happy little bella... spending that weekend at my family's house to make this vision come to life- was truly my biggest career highlight thus far... forget the name droppers and the gossip whores- articulating the high you feel after completing a vision that you're so obsessed with... come to life is something I wish I could explain- but I can't. It's a high like no other drug- that makes you feel a euphoric taste of what heaven is... ya it's that rad. Xx



04 January 2012

...kawaguchi...

it just sounds cool- right? I was shot the day before yesterday by rad photog Ian Kawaguchi... here are just some of the images from our shoot... Xx


So obsessed with the Julia Clancey mint green silk chiffon batwing gown... it's ridiculously amazing... JULIA... you brit bad ass- you must check out her STUNNING line... Http://www.juliaclancey.com 

still getting it all together for my editorial next week with Kevin Osmond for Astonish magazine- wish me luck loverbutts!


 sisterly love...

 ...little.girls.love.their.mothers.pearls..


Xx

22 November 2011

...jazzieland...



Network Talent Community: Red Carpet Behind the Scenes - Network Talent Community


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We all brisk through our People Magazine, or what have you, of the week, gazing in wonderment and jealousy at the beautifully dressed women on the red carpet (or at least I do). But as I flip through page after page of glossy magazine beauty, I not once stopped to think about the work that goes into making these statuesque celebs that I’m constantly looking at.


That was, until I happened to pop in on Jazzie, fashion artist (stylist) extraordinaire on a seemingly ordinary turned “cray cray” day. She had just received a call on her sparkle to the max rhinestone-drowned cell phone from one of her girlfriends/celebrities who asked Jazzie to not only dress her, but be her date to the Rodeo Walk of Style that would be featuring Missoni.


Lets pause for a moment so I can give you the timeline. In exactly a week, from Wednesday to Wednesday, the entire process was complete, from Jazzie getting the phone call to dress her newest plaything to sitting on the couch, nibbling at her nails, waiting to get feedback on her creation from tabloids and entertainment news shows.


Back to Wednesday, day 1. Not a moment after the phone call came and went with it’s request, Jazzie ran like a fashion monster with it’s head cut off around her just moved into new fashion castle (apartment) scattered with papers, clothing, accessories and the average mess of an eclectic artist.


“Le Book,” she screamed over and over again. “Where is Le Book?” Initially I thought she was attempting to be overdramatic by asking for some random book in French. Little did I know, Le Book is the holy grail of fashion contacts. This several volume, bound book of fashion industry glory held the name of every big designer, photographer, director, artist and on and on.


After finding the contact for Missoni in the book of fashion dreams, Jazzie had to get her celeb a piece from their collection as the red carpet event was devoted to them, she gave them a ring and ensured she would be able to receive a piece for that weekend.


The fun part began an hour later when her soon to be mannequin called saying she didn’t want to walk the red carpet, nor did she want the attention and she feared that a pimple might ruin the evening. (yes celebrities get acne just like you and me)


“I know you, I get you, I’m so excited. I don’t do this for a living, I live to do this,” yelled Jazzie into the phone.


“Let me play dress up. Now get excited. I want to hear you scream,” she said as I could hear a faint scream coming from the inside of her cell.


And play dress up she did. The following Wednesday after the event had passed, Jazzie broke her thought process down for her celeb’s outfit that killed the red carpet (in a good way, nay, in a Jazzie way).


Instead of the typical Missoni dress that many toted that night, Jazzie went for a Missoni top that was beyond the name in any use of the word, leather shorts, peep toe black platforms and accessories to the max.


Waiting for the tabloids that covered the red carpet event to come out, Jazzie was far beyond dying to know what people thought of her outfit. Katascha, her marvelous assistant, and I assured her that no news was good news but as always Jazzie had different ideas.


“I’d rather they say it was a bad outfit than nothing at all. I’d rather them say it was good but if they don’t say anything that means I didn’t catch anyone’s attention and that’s what it’s all about,” she said emphatically.


Understanding her point of view we searched but soon found the event wasn’t covered by many tabloids, although images of her beautiful celebufriend were splashed on various sites and left up to the masses to decide what they thought of it.


Feeling more knowledgeable than ever about what it takes to get someone looking fabulous on the red carpet, I browse through my tabloids with a new weight of truth. As I glance through, there is someone on the other end heartlessly searching for remarks on their creation. When the red carpet event is over, the game has just begun.


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30 October 2011

...welcome.to.jazzieland...

In this week’s episode of Jazzieland, Jazzie goes all Sex and the City on our behinds to tell us about her Mr. Big [warning: no happy ending as of yet]. In honor of television comparisons, we’ll call Jazzie’s love M and her ex-step daughter K (thank you Gossip Girl inspiration).

Jazzie and M were madly, head over heels in love. He was THE ONE and five years of ecstasy, along with the average nuclear fight blow up, smothered them in their duplex in Hollywood. K was 8 when the lovebirds got together and although she grew up with her mom in a different state, she looked up to Jazzie and their relationship was beyond words. Just the thought of K brought tears to Jazzie’s eyes as she explained their relationship. 

“I was a cheerleader, so she was a cheerleader. I work with art and fashion and one day so will she. M always has to remind me to watch what I say online because K looks up to me and follows what I do.”

Unlike the ironically similar fashion savvy Bradshaw, Jazzie has yet to move forward (or if you’ve seen the movies, get with Big) from the breakup that catastrophically ended at the same time as her mother’s life. Other relationships dull in comparison and five years later no relationship can compare to the one she once knew.

Not 10 seconds after her bottom lip was quivering in an attempt to hold back tears, Jazzie again appeared stone faced and was back to her original fashion monster state .
xoxo lil red


   
Written by the INCREDIBLY talented Sarah Lorsch... my little red.. my "William"...
   whom articulates the crazy storm of my life into this vivid imagery with her perfectly poised words... when we first met, I told her to watch the movie Almost Famous for her "homework". She did. And ever since this amazing aspiring fashion journalist whom will one day be writing for the Purples, Numero's and I.D Magazine's as she articulates artists, such as myself in the most beautiful honest, raw, candid yet em-pathetically  articulated glimpses into our lives... 

    I couldn't feel my heart bursting with more pride than when I read the way Little Red writes about me... she helps me get me even better... I feel honored to be your Pennylane, and your muse to write about my frantic fashion wildfire life that I live in... thank you for loving your trips into Jazzieland Little Red... xx

...jazzieland... by my "little red"...