Plaid Play

Dear reading dolls,

Last Thursday I went to one of my favourite Parisian theatre to see “A Doll’s House”… I’m sorry to disappoint you; this has nothing to deal with this stupid American serial starring some of the best bad actresses of the world and called “Dollhouse”. I’m talking about the Ibsen’s play which narrates how Nora (the main character) slowly understands she has always been dependant and prisoner of a role her father, then her husband had given to her: She has always been treated as “a doll”, she has been  living in a fantasy, an unconscious lie. When she realizes her husband is not the lover she thought he was she eventually decides to leave him to search and find out her real goals, and her own answers to the questions of Life. The mise en scène was too classic to my taste, but the actors were perfect, and it was delightful to hear again the Ibsen’s text that I truly love… When I came back in SL after this play, I just needed to cuddle up on my comfy sofa reading a virtual book (which means trying to organise my inventory’s hundreds of items: I’m starting to drown in this mess!).

But I was annoyed by one of my French contacts.

Days of being Gold

Dear nostalgic of (or allergic to) the seventies,

After my last post which exuded hate and anger, I truly needed something shallow and funny. “You should be dancing” told me Cayden. Happily he didn’t try to sing like one of the Bee Gees. But he was totally right! Music and dance are the best way to forget everyday problems, have fun, meet people, burn calories and wear our best “party dresses”!

I listened to this Grandadbob song which always makes me dance in front of my mirror, then I decided to go back to the seventies.

Fashion for Revenge!

Dear « messengers of peace » readers,

Please let me open your innocent eyes to introduce this post: If you’ve always thought Second Life was a world exempt from any kind of violence and aggressiveness, a world where people would be able to communicate and share their space with no prejudice and no bad intentions, a dream world then, let me tell you that maybe your real name is Laura Ingalls Walder (from Little House on the Prairie) or that you must immediately stop taking your anti-depressants (Don’t be ashamed! French people are one of the first consumers of these pills in the world, so if we can deal with this addiction, why couldn’t you?).

Yes, Second Life just like the real one is the place where all aggressions are possible! I won’t talk here about the way our fashionable eyes can be hurt seeing an avatar who wears the proof of its terrible bad taste on its shoulders. I won’t explain how some fashion faux-pas can wound a sensitive SL soul forever. I won’t demonstrate against some designers worse than the H1N1 flu trying to contaminate our wardrobes with the ugliest clothes ever imagined. No, I just want to talk about a stupid, basic, even not original case of aggression.

Mimikri makes me cry…

Dear known or soon to be fashionista (or fashionist),

I was walking with a rl friend who sometimes meets me in sl for the simple pleasure to wear stilettos. In rl she’s indeed this kind of gorgeous creature, measuring 1,86m (six feets), wearing zero size, looking like a mix of Chanel Iman, Lara Stone and Tao Okamoto,  and always walking with flatshoes, pretending that with high heels she’d feel like a weird giant monster… Poor thing… You know, this kind of friend you always want to slap because you have never seen a monster -even a giant one- looking like a Vogue cover… Nevertheless if I was so tall I’d wear breathtaking heels and look at the world from above. Anyway…

We were gossiping at the Glamour expo just before it ends, yawning our pretty heads off, when she suddenly asserted : “You definitely can’t wear this without looking like a slut!”… We were in front of Mimikri, I firstly thought she was delirious, then thinking of all the Mimikri items of my inventory I realised I had always been thinking the same. But my point of view is more contrasted : Mimikri Kit’s creations compel me to confront my  personal fashion issues : I’m a fashionable borderline, and I’ve been developing a sadomasochistic relationship with some fashion designers (remember my post about Paper Couture)  and Mimikri Kit  is not an exception to this rule.

Bye Bye Bettie !…

Dear posh readers,

It was impossible for me to start a new year without mentioning an icon who died at the end of last december. I was surprised not to read any post about her in the past few weeks… Well as usual I’m a liar : I’ve read maybe two or three mentions of this huge personality in Ingenue’s blog for instance.

Anyway, as a fashionista, a bit trashy, loving fifties graphics, contemporary art, vintage, New York 70’s, underground theater, I want to pay a tribute to the amazing Bettie Page died on the eleventh of december now 2008.

Purple sparkle

I hate April Fools’ Day. After reading this my mind has been running and running, thinking about how Coca-Cola could join Pepsi and Microsoft join Apple to stay all together under the same happy flag, and I was ready to make an important announcement:

Cayce and Vyktor are glad to announce that from now on we’re going to model, write and teach under the alt Posh Armidi. We will be able to express our own individuality and unique style within the style boundaries set by Armidi. We promise we’ll behave, water Juju’s flowers twice a day and feed Wilma’s babies while she’s designing. We’re already forgetting about our old identities and we’ll soon move in a place between Paris and Milan (probably Lausanne, Switzerland), where we’ll share a cozy apartment with one name only on the door and from which we’ll make runway shows with four hands on the keyboard. At our request, for contractual reasons, this post can’t be linked from the Armidi blog and the Armidi people can’t make any statement on this partnership.  

 

Then I soon found out it was just an April Fools’ joke. And I realized it was much better to go back to work, be serious and think of fashion… until it all comes true. 

I’ve been seriously doubtful about posting this outfit, since these days the colour I enjoy the most is grey and this mix seems “way too much”. But when I touch the unwearability I feel I’ve finally understood the name and title of this blog. This outfit is for the working city girl who can dare pop up in her office with a cup of coffee in her hand and showing a colourful purple mix, heedless of the danger of looking eccentric: she’s smart, she knows that and she freely expresses her creativity and taste, head to toe. 

 

Hair: Cate in licorice by >FD

Sunglasses: Jetgloss by ::suite17::

Earring: Feather and shell earring in mauve magie by !BF! Boing Fromage

Necklace (not visible in the photos): Chunky heart necklace by Miam Miam

Sweater: Hunting Season sweater in purple by [MG] Fashion

Pantsuit: Linda highwaist pants (jacket and pants layer) by :bijou:

Tights: Taitsu tights in blue (underpants layer) by :seu:

Legwarmers: Sculpted socks in deep purple by Maitreya

Shoes: Chichi in Fuchsia by Maitreya

Bag: Lucky horseshoe in purple by Barerose

 

Not your ordinary next door girl

 

 

 

Today, while I was laying on my couch reading and sipping a hot cup of Nespresso – what else? – I suddenly realized I’ve been wearing tees and jeans for the whole week. Despite I could have looked like the avarage next door girl, I didn’t: otherwise, I wouldn’t be here writing for *PoshPride*, right? 

 

Here’s my favourite outfit of the week, created starting with one of the cool t-shirts by Jumbie. It reminded me of the cool design tees you can find in those dark indie shops and that I absolutely adore. With details in brown, orange and various shades of gray, I chose to mix it with gray and orange items. First of all, the brand new Armidi Limited pants, with nice writings on the legs and loose flares. Then, I took a tour of Muism looking for a nice gray scarf, perfectly matching the whole mix and useful to complete the polo-neck tee (scarves are my RL Linus’ blanket). Last but not least, the amazing Opinelle shoes by Schmooz Shoes, unbelievably in the shade of colour I was looking for. 

 

So… what about a neighbour like me? ;-) 

 

 

Hair: Xaria in Ebony by ETD

Scarf: Wool scarf in gray by Muism

T-shirt: Bethy prays by Jumbie

Bangle: Brazil by /artilleri/

Pants: Modern pants in gray by Armidi Limited

Shoes: RedYellowEdge Opinelle with silver heel by Storm Schmooz