Y’all asked for it, so you got it. Scarf Porn!!!
As an added bonus, you can check out the Brazilian Blowout I got for my hair. It is like spun silk and shines in ways I thought it couldn’t anymore. I should have done some makeup or something for these pictures, but the hair has been slept on overnight, I just ran my fingers through it, never brushed it, and that’s how it looks – straight, shiny, silky, always perfect. I can’t begin to tell you how much I love the BB.
It’s a Monet print thing with perfect colors. I wish it were longer, but it is cashmerey soft and perfect.
This is the scarf I picked up at Fragonard in Grasse on the right. It’s a very soft, wintery scarf. I couldn’t seem to get a great picture of the pattern, not that any of these photos are great. There’s only so much you can do taking a picture one-handed in the bathroom mirror with a flash and bathroom lighting.
On the left (below?) is the other scarf I bought at Liberty. Is a very long multi-colored cashmerey piece that is a dream to wear and tie. It can be warm, but isn’t bulky. This will be the scaf that I’ll throw on every day when I’m not sure what else to wear.
For those of you wondering what the fuss is about scarves? I’m a convert. I used to be perplexed by the whole scarf thing until I got my first one, and I realized it transformed my plain standard black outfit into a completely different outfit with color and texture and movement. They work much better in fall/winter/spring than summer, but with some nice mousseline/chiffon scarves, you can play with them year-round.
On the right is my baby, the preciouuussss, the killer, my Alexander McQueen. I’m not, or thought I wasn’t, a big fan of the whole skull thing until I saw this scarf. It is a chiffon scarf, airy, light, done in browns, and it is so freaking awesomely gorgeous. I wear it around the house with my tiara on. Everyone has a tiara, right? I had to replace my last one, the cats knocked it down and the bulldog ate it. Not a pretty sight, mangled tiara. Ew.
Same scarf below, with just a different lighting.
And that’s the scarf porn for today. Couple of makeup finds in London. The Armani counter had their makeup artist around, and we needed a bit of a primp before dinner, and he talked us into a quick makeover. I’m a hard sell on skin creams anymore. I’ve seen them all, paid a fortune for too many of them, and I now just try and find a good moderately priced cream that makes me happy and reserve the rest of my face cream spending for laser treatments. He slaps some Crema Nera on my face, which has been out in the Southern France sun the last week and schlepping around London for four days, so it has has some ruddiness in it, and it disappeared. That’s never happened. I’ve had creams calm down my face when it’s irritated by heat, but never just taken out all the red with a drop. That went into my shopping bag. As did the Crema Nera eye cream that he dabbed around my puffy “I’ve been sleeping too little, drinking too much, shopping way too much, eating bad, but delicious, food” and dark circled eyes, and they just started depuffing and the darkness lightened. Now, he claims it would go away almost completely, and I don’t think that happened, but that it actually worked and made some impact was excellent news! After a dab of the Face Fabric foundation, which is really marvelous and light, some gorgeous coral lipstick (57) and a dab of lip gloss he claimed would last for 2-3 hours (I should have bet him dinner and a bottle of wine, though it did last a good hour, which is a miracle on my lips), we looked pretty fab after an exhausting day of shopping at Harvey Nick’s.
We’ll cover the sunglasses shopping accident another day.
So let’s dish scarves. What is your favorite scarf ever – brand or particular scarf – the one you would cry your eyes out if you lost it or it got eaten by a bulldog. I’m becoming a big fan of the Etro scarves, they have such gorgeous colors and interesting patterns.