Cindafuckin'rella

 
Over the past week I have watched Pretty Woman exactly three times. I love all the fantastic 90s outfits especially Viv's 'hooker' ensemble from the start. The whole concept of the story is the perfect fairy tale but the eye candy is to die for. Look out for those awesome bags hanging on the mannequin in the scene where the shop assistants wont serve her! 

I am craving this oversized red and black tux jacket! It is the perfect length, colour and style to chuck on over the top of anything and make it that little more.. rock. Since watching the movie for the first time I've been imagining how Viv came upon this wonderful piece and have come to believe that it was her high school boyfriend's favourite jacket- he gave it to her to keep her warm after a date one night and the next day she fled to LA still clutching it.. maybe.. probably not.

 

These outfits are fantastic, I especially love Viv's jewelery. I want to collect a large array of bracelets and bangles that I can layer like this. I like the idea of them all having significant meaning to you. I have a leather bracelet with a gold 'M' on it which I love because I have never seen anything like it and it used to be my Mum's, although she wore it as a 'W'. 

I love the dress with cut-outs and have been looking for something similar although not so extreme. Supre has a black cut-out dress at the moment that would look great with a lace leotard underneath.

I think I'm going to have to invest in a lovely oversized tux jacket.. Does anyone know where I can get one similar to Viv's, coloured or all black?

Ripped pantyhose & knee high boots, 

'Tis but the truth in a masquerade

We all know parties are fun.. right. They are. (Unless they are the type of party where people arrive drunk and half dressed, you get knocked over by a boy in a Heidi wig and green face paint and someone calls you Hilda.) But what would make them more fun. No, not water bombs although they are quite amusing. I'm talking masks! 

So what am I getting at with my 2am ramblings? In short. I'm invited to a masquerade party! The holy grail of parties for the fashion-obsessed. The party is in a couple of weeks and I need help planning my outfit. My inspiration so far is THAT episode of Gossip Girl and Marie Antoinette.. I want to do something a little more edgy and of coarse incorporate my lace gloves, tights and a pair of black platform booties.. just to mix it up. If anyone knows any places in Melb that sell masks or if you have any pics, how-tos etc. Please. I'm gonna need all the help I can get. :p

I'd like to do something like this with a black piece of plain lace.. What do you think?

Gooey eggs & tin foil, 

My name is Maddy and I am a flapper

So it all began last night, I was having our family dinner at my Grandparent's like we do every Tuesday,(very Gilmore Girls) and I don't remember how exactly the conversation turned to this but, by the time we'd finished our soup, I'd been declared a flapper!

Yes, according to my Gran I dress like a jazz loving, bob-haired, cigarette smoking, 1920s flapper.

Wikipedia describes a flapper as "a"new breed" of young women who wore short skirts, bobbed their hair, listened to the new jazz music, and flaunted their distain for what was then considered acceptable behavior. The flappers were seen a brash for wearing excessive makeup, drinking, treating sex in a casual manner, smoking, driving automobiles, and otherwise flouting conventional and sexual norms."

And although you have never seen me (yet) I can assure you that I barely tick two of these requirements, short skirts and makeup. It's not as if I walk around dressed as Catherine Zeta-Jones in Chicago, I usually just wear scuffed Chucks and odd socks..

Although I'm still a little confused by my new label it did get me thinking. I could do with a bit more 'flapper' in my wardrobe. Here are some of my favourite flapperish fandangles.

Sportsgirl headband, pearl and art deco bracelets

jeweled headbands & silk stockings, 

Baby it's cold outside

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ob.ses.sion (noun) the state of being obsessed with something

I'm verging on becoming unhealthily obsessed with lace.
I see it and melt into a world of pre-war cabaret and Diablo Cody-style exploits. It's just that lace is so brazen and tempting, not to mention easy to wear and looks fantastically quirky strutting down the city streets with a pair of beat up Docs. And I admit. I have come to possess a whopping collection of lace tights, leggings and undergarments.
But there is still more lace out there waiting to be added to my infantile collection.
I wish I could wear lace like these lovelies.





I cannot remember where the first pic is from at all- please comment if you do.
The last two are from the always inspiring Jak & Jil

lace knickerbockers & sequined clutches,