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Letter To My EX

Today i realized that if fashion(standards) was my boyfriend i would have left him a long time ago................I have come to terms with the fact that after being committed to him (by him i mean fashion standards) for nearly ten years and he is still never satisfied. He is constantly changing his mind about how he feels about me and how he wants me to be. Just when i feel comfortable in my own skin he goes and finds a standard i cant meet and tells me that if i don't live up to it he may never except me.
Its all just a mental game because he knows i don't want him to leave. So instead of rebelling i obey his every command and become what he wants me to be just so he can love me the same. After transforming myself for him he walks in with a request totally opposite of what i am yet again. He is never happy with my hair,make-up,body or anything that remotely resembles happiness.
He is constantly telling me what not wear and what i consider beautiful is wrong. Not only is he verbally abusive he is also physically abusive. Every time we go out he is beating me up in public. ( by beating i mean my wallet is taking a beating). He says to be with him i have to except the fact that i have to make sacrifices if i ever want to be truly loved. And if i step away from his beatings people will talk about me and the mistake i made of leaving a good man. On top of being abusive i think is slightly racist as well. He says that women of "color" are beautiful but when ever he is surrounded by too many "ethnic" women it makes him uncomfortable. And there is nothing more undesirable to him then being "uncomfortable". I'm in love with a man that is repulsed at the sight of a full figured women. and by full figured i mean anything over a size three. He says they don't even stand a chance at being sexy. He says that i have to remain tall and skinny forever even as i age. Because there is nothing more unappealing then a women that has aged past thirty.
This man (and by man i mean fashion standards) has ruled my life for years and have taken his abuse long enough so on behalf of all the abused women in the world i am finally telling him to KISS WHERE THE SUN DONT SHINE! Im telling him that i am taking back the hold he has over my mind and that he is no longer allowed to boss me around. I can dictate what i like and don't like because thats what being an individual is all about. I am free of the standards he has set for me and i am now singing to my own tune. Although i have been liberated my heart still sad because i know he is an attractive man that many women want or may have so although im free there are still many that are or that will soon be his new prisoners...Damn...i wonder will she (and by she i mean you) set her self free?

“There are loads of black models working and the idea that there's only a few of us, or four of us, to let in as top models at any one time is just bullshit"

-Jordan Dunn-

I think i finally found the perfect dress...now if i can just find the man!

I never thought i would find the perfect wedding dress for myself. Im not really into the oversize puffy dresses that tend to resemble cupcakes and fairy godmothers. And i also dont really favor the dresses that look like they belong on Miss America or Miss teen USA. Quite frankly im generally turned off by the same ole cliche wedding dresses. So i just assumed that the idea of me finding the perfect dress was out the window and that i would have to just settle with eloping in some disgusting chapel in Las Vegas. Just when i almost lost every ounce of hope i laid my precious eyes on what seemed to be a beam of light from the heavens above...It was this great Chanel gown. It was a gown that blew my mind and exceeded all my expectations. This dress looks like Karl Lagerfeld made it specifically for me. Its like its his own personal message to me saying that he will not allow me to have to be married in a greasy and smelly courthouse. A courthouse in which i would have to stand in line behind Billy Bob and Peggy Sue who only have eight teeth between the two of them. He is saying to me that i am worthy of the million dollar wedding i have planned in my brain since birth. And to go and marry a man equally as amazing as the dress he created. So thank you Karl for this magnifence creation. You have single handedly restored my faith in the institution of marriage.

CHANEL-O

Oh how i love thee...let me count the ways!!! Oh how Chanel excites my inner soul. When i dream of Couture and when i visualize what epitomizes the essence of fashion. I can only think of one name and that name is Chanel. And normally designers are like my babies and i dont like to pick favorites. But if fashion designers were my baby Chanel would be the star athlete in the family, Chanel would be voted prom queen and most likely to succeed. If fashion designers were my babies Chanel would grow up and go to Harvard and the rest of them would be in community college. My point is as much as i love and respect each and every designer Chanel is hands down my favorite and it will always be embedded in my heart for some strange reason. In my own opinion I believe Chanel to be what i would call "the truth". Meaning that i can feel the passion and love that Karl Lagerfeld and Coco Chanel herself has for each article of clothing. Each Runway show i have seen from Chanel has been absolutley flawless and i have only had but one complaint. Why cant i afford this (picture me yelling) ?!?!?! Setting my lack of money aside i am true admirer of Chanel and can only hope they continue to demonstrate how fashion is really suppose to be done.
I will have to repeat that im a great fan of all fashion designers but Chanel is the look i long for. Its so effortlessly clean and so polished. And thats why i define success with Chanel. I know it may sound shallow but i know i am where im suppose to be when i become the proud owner of my very own Vintage Chanel Suit and a Vintage Black leather quilted Chanel Handbag.

But thats just my idea as a happily ever after!

I LOVE WHAT I CANT AFFORD

ANNA SUI LIGHTS MY FASHION FIRE

Quote of the day that lives forever : 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

The Beginning to something Amazing

Very excited to share me with the world. Epecially since i happen to know this is what the world has been waiting for. At least thats how i see it in my head. I like to think of myself as some what of a fashionista and so i would also like to consider this some what of a fashion blog...i know you are thinking UGH!!!..not another fashion blog but yes i am here to talk my shit about my perception and opinion about what i think fashion is and how it should be. Im not saying i know it all but i like to think i am also correct when it comes to whats hot..but im assuming i will come up with other foolishness to write about because as a woman with a degree in Communication i love to talk as much as i love be on point from H2T (head to toe). But enough rambling since i am a self proclaimed fashion blogger i find it apprioprate to talk about what consumes my life the most and what has change the game in fashion. SEX AND THE CITY!!!!!!!!! And by SEX AND THE CITY i really mean there costume designer. Patricia Field to me has been one of the greatest contribution to fashion since Vogue. She created four distinctive styles that can not be out done. There no use in trying to compete with what she has done only mimic or attempt to replicate. So I ShaylaBarbie declare Patricia Field the Baddest Chica in the Game... hands down!!!! Im sorry peeps but i mad a promise to declare her the best costume designer ever as soon as i begin my first blog..and so i did it!!