My beloved readers,
I don't mean to frighten you but we are hours away from starting a new chapter in life and it's time to write down some resolutions, 'cause then comes PARTY TIME!!!!
Thinking about this I made up my mind to go and open my little black notebook of "Resolutions" and oh my gosh I was scared. Did I finally fullfiled any of them? Am I any closer? Have I forgotten something?
But let me tell you that surprisingly I didn't, at least most of them.
I started working out, eating healthier, drinking tons of juices, became organized, changed my attitude and after a very introspective semester I guess I now have a clearer definition of where I want to go and how the path to those defined goals looks like.
So I guess that the "Personal" section has gained a big fat CHECK!
As for the "Wearing different Manolos and having a dear Chanel boy by my side", well let's just say that like Iggy I'm "work work working on ma' (sh*t) things" to achieve it.
But leaving all written resolutions aside, I took a trip down memory lane to really appreciate how life teaches us things the ways we least expect them and how it has a very wise way to send us what we need in the exact moment we require it to keep going. I've learned that the mind is a powerful tool that can help us achieve and get things if we desire them bad enough (like an ODLR gown) even if it takes time. At last I learned that there's always the possibility of a fresh start if you put your thoughts to it.
This intro- and retrospective as much as I called them my personal hell while they lasted, were completely neccesary to help me set a clearer vision of my future.
So I'd like to wish you the best of luck accomplishing your resolutions.
And please remember that it doesn't matter that you are still looking for the perfect job, the dreamy boy/girlfriend or that your wardrobe isn't already filled with the latest collection of Balmain samples. The only thing that matters is the effort you make today and everytime you feel doubtful or scared take a look back to all the steps you've made to get where you are, celebrate it and keep moving forward!

And I seriously like handwritten letters...

The movie fascinates me, I'm mesmerized by the remote possibility of meeting someone whose absence makes you feel empty and whose company is complementary in a deeper way than a pair of Manolos.

I think the modern world does not only turn fashion, music and technology into something passing, but moves love to the background to focus on the "needs" of the moment. Nobody thinks of the details, the quality or the glamor of things anymore, and those are what make people fall in love.
There is an age when all girls believe that we don't need a Valentine, but a Valentino and nothing more, but that's a lie.
Rather than require, I think it would be more sensible to say we do not want to admit that we want a relationship because "nobody wants something serious" but the truth is that it is natural and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that.  There is a time, a place and an age for everything, but I think that in the end, as with Noah and Allie, it comes down to clicking with someone special that rises a huge level of interest and mental attraction.
When the film was over, I came across this insanely beautiful and tiredly breath-taking text, which

somehow showed me that the feeling of being madly in love still exists...

I hope you like it as much as I did!
  Anoche estaba viendo The Notebook y por milésima vez me emocione muchísimo
Pienso que es la película que mejor retrata la relación de ensueño que toda mujer quisiera vivir, por que aún cuando crea que el único "Boy" al que realmente necesito en mi vida es de Chanel, estoy segura de que no me va a escribir 365 cartas para expresarme su amor (solo le falta eso para ser perfecto). Y las cartas escritas a mano realmente me gustan...
Me fascina la película, me fascina la remota posibilidad de conocer a alguien cuya ausencia te haga sentir vacío y cuya compañía sea complementaria. Creo que el mundo moderno no solo hace de la moda, la música y la tecnología algo pasajero, sino que hace que el amor pase a un segundo plano para enfocarse en las "necesidades" del momento. Ya nadie piensa en los detalles ni en la calidad o glamour de las cosas y eso (hombre y mujeres leyendo esto) es lo que realmente enamora. Hay una edad en la que todas las niñas creemos que no necesitamos un San Valentín sino Valentino y nada más, pero no es cierto. Más que necesitar, creo que sería mas sensato decir que no queremos admitir que queremos una relación porque "nadie quiere algo serio" pero la verdad es que es natural y NO HAY ABSOLUTAMENTE nada de malo en eso. Para todo hay un momento, un espacio y una edad pero creo que al final como con Noah y Allie todo se reduce a hacer click con alguien especial del cual se derive esa atracción e interés. Cuando la película se acabo, me puse a leer un poco y encontré este texto que me encanto.
De alguna manera me demostró que el sentimiento de estar locamente enamorado todavía existe...

"I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life's a bitch you've got to go out and kick ass" - Maya Angelou

'This the season to be jolly and improve your outfit planning skills as holiday fiestas start piling up on your calendar.
As soon as december arrives with it's shimmering rain of Golden glitter, smell of pine, Apple/Cinammon tea and echos of "All I want for Christmas is You" on every place you set foot on... We have a problem.
What on earth should be worn to all those girl brunches, dinner plans and parties?
And with that question pop three factors o avoid disaster.
A)Without dying in the freezing cold
B)Without losing the sense of chic.
C) Without repeatng the same combos.
First of all, we need to take the 1-0-1 approach.
The months of December demands thematic forms of party-wear so remeber.. EVERYTHING IS ALLOWED!
I do not care if it is 3 o'clock, don't be afraid of sequins and fur or fedoras as long as everything else remains casual!
As the clock ticks you are able too put more things to it, get shorter or brighter or cozier depending on the plan and place, this season is about ALL or NOTHING!
But please remember to consider those factors: Time, plan, place.
You really don't want to wear a dress at an outdoors dinner without tights and a good coat, or wear your most glamorous fur at an indoors lunch.
Keep scrolling down for some party-wear ideas....
Let me know what you tend to wear for the holidays... And sing along with me while reading please!

They say that the average woman spends over a year of her life trying to decide what to wear.
That means, that even if we wanted to, we Fashion girls could never be average.
And what about our previous planning?
Or should I ask first... Are you an outfit planner?
Because as much as I'd like to refuse the fact that a lot of my precious time revolves around clothing, I couldn't possibly deny that I absolutely am.
I mean, it's not only the fact that I can lock myself in my closet and play dress up for hours, but that I even plan around the ensambles I create.
I'm one of those people who have an irrational fear of wasting a good outfit; meaning that I actually analize whether the event, school, person, etc is worthy of the look, taking into consideration my schedule of course.
So, let's say I have the perfect party outfit for next week's girls night out, but an improvised plan pops up, I have to find something to wear ipso facto, otherwise what will I wear next week?
Of course, since I've become a notes person over the years, one who makes To-Do lists almost every day, uses post its as if they were wallpaper and has an IPhone full of notes that go from clever jokes and quotes I intend to pull out of my left pocket at some point in future conversation, to recipes, to nerdy facts, to music and MVA blog posts written down during an inspirational strokes during which my notebook nor laptop were at hand, I do Fashion notes to store together with pics of my combinations on the Cloth App to keep track of them.

Truth is that even though it's barely the beginning of december, I already know what I'll be wearing for Halloween 2015.
For as long as I can remember I have spent time doing psychic walk-throughs of every scenario in my life. (How about that for OVERTHINKING) What will I wear tomorrow if it rains or shines? Or if zombie apocalypse starts? Or a revolution? Or if I suddenly and without further notice decide to fly to NYC? What would I wear on the plane? Should I take my fur coat and fedora? or is it too much for the plane? Nevertheless it will be cold when I get there....
I've have been saving the most perfect to wear at graduation in more or less two years from now.
I know what I would love to wear for Valentine's if I knew that I had any special plans.
And while my best friend is still 18 and with no Prince Charming at sight, I even know what I would be wearing at her wedding.
Ok no.... That's a lie... But we might find out if you give me an hour or two.

Nonetheless there are days where I wake up, stand in front of my closet and ask myself "What on earth am I going to wear today?" Which only makes clear, what a futile attemp to have control over nothing my notes actually are. Because even if I have 20 outfits planned. If I wear one at that moment, what am I going to wear next monday when school photos are taken? Or on friday when I have a date?
In the end I will probably end up wearing something completely different anyway, because it might rain, be cold, or I will probably not be in the mood for shorts and tights.

Maybe all what the planning really is, is an excuse to play around, or actually makes easier to achieve that effortless I-just-put-together-this-perfect-look-in-five-minutes grat feeling we've talked about.
Still, the question remains. Are you an outfit planner?
And if you are, what does this say about you?
I would rather avoid that though because right now after writing all this confessions I'm afraid to accept that I seem rather obsessive, stylish, but crazy.
However I know I'm not the only planner out there.
All in all, remember that we might not know where we will be tomorrow or in the next 20 years... But we, the planners, will know exactly what to wear.

Every Chanel show comes not only with the expectation of another breath taking collection in a majestic location around the globe, but a new extract of Coco Chanel's story brougt to life by uncle Karl's imagination.
Yesterday the entire Fashion scene reunited at Salzburg to witness the maisons pre-fall Métiers d’Art show, so called for the use of all it's artisans in the creation of the garnments.
The impressive Leopoldskron castle, one of the most important rococó palaces in Austria, opened its doors to welcome the entourage of Austro-Hungarian princesses and Tyroleans which had previously passed through the kaisers filter of tweed and pearls to set the tone of what we will be seeing next autumn under the seal of Chanel.
Tones of ruffles, embroidery, suede, suspenders, dramatic lace and pearls flooded the corridors of the castel....Every girls dream!
The new film is titled Reincarnation and retraces the history of the iconic Chanel jacket, where Gabrielle Chanel, embodied by Geraldine Chaplin, is holidaying in the suburbs of Salzburg in 1954 when, at her hotel, she meets a young lift-boy played by Pharrell Williams wearing a jacket which would later inspire her to create the iconic Chanel jacket we all crave nowadays.

There's something about wearing unconentional garnments/accesories that really attracts me.
Some might say that I'm weird... And why would I ever dare to deny that? I am.
Best of all I embrace it: Weird and proud! Because where would the fun be if I didn't?
Of course, if you are not a member of this uncommon-and-we-know-it club (seriously doubt that) then you might as well ignore the previous personal revalidation and center your attention on the important stuff which here would be sumed up to shiny earlobes.

I've never centered too much on accesorizing my ears. Probably because, unlike in everything else Fashion related, I'm pretty old schooled on that matter.
Being practically borned and raised wearing classic pearls and discrete golden pieces only changed every once in a very long while, I've never really thought about trying anything else in an attempt to avoid looking over-accesorize with a pair of dangling pieces swinging at both sides of my face. Specially after my precipitous fall, when in elementary school, into that tornado of tacky-hoop-Claire's-earrings and chandeliers with rocks of a thousand colors I even thought matched with my Lacoste polos.
After that, when my sense of chic started to develop, I decided it was time to burry those memories and horrible fixtures in the deepest drawer I could find only to be opened if an 80's party happened near by where neon orange plastic loops were applauded and not shunned.
And so I moved on to better things, better clothes, better statements, better taste but clinched desesperately to my ever faithful diamond tendrils.

For my bad luck, currently, among the most sophisticated looks reside humongous earrings.
If we are not talking about huge coin waterfalls a lá D&G, we are certainly refering to Armani's PVC circles.
With so many, I couldn't help but feel the clear awakening of my curiosity.
But what to do? Go big or go home, right?
Nevertheless it's not like such suspensions can be taken as lightly as to arrive at school with embellishments worthy of Cleopatra.
That lead to a deep debate about how I was going to start decorating my ears, avoiding at all costs piercings for my fear of needles and future stitches I sure would need if my skin ever decided to hang loose around the minimum weight.
In the mintime of my despair Fashion Week Milan started ... and  my obsession appeared.
Roberto Cavalli had among its accessories the most stunning flower earrings with the unusual characteristic of hugging the ear from top to bottom in a sublime way. It was classic but at the same time bold.
And so, while the earring supply grew, it became more and more difficult to ignore, until the day I finally bought my first cuff. One with a pearl (to smooth the abrupt transition) connected to a pair of chains welded to the ring that embraces the middle cartilage. The first day I wore it was full of surprised looks of the people who could not believe I had "pierced", of course after clarifying things those looks turned into compliments.
That surprise made me feel extremely rebellious, as if I had a this side of me... Of my style, I could deeply explore and embrace. Feel different and bet for the crazy things. (As if I hadn't been doing that over the past few years)
Maybe not crazy but more pop, punk and grunge culture related. Always presenting itself so carelessly unexpected and provocative with a very sexy side to breaking the rules and leaving everyone with their mouths open of surprise. Even if it's the most decent, lady-like shock!
-Class over everything... Even while wearing Louboutins and short skirts!-
From that day on I love to mix up my conservative pieces with statements, which now perfectly combine with everything from a cocktail dress to skinny jeans and sweaters and make them look effortlessly bold and empowered.
Stop being a Basic B(Girl)!
And start adding some serious ear glamour to your daily ensambles... At the end of the day Fashion has become an evolving force that celebrates every limb. Embrace it!