Slim fit jeans have been around for quite some time now. They’re to pants what the petite robe noire is to dresses.
Mid-January. We can now officially say the festivities are over. We’ve eaten to the point of exhaustion, we’ve reached a type 2 diabetes, and a few pounds have taken up residence on our bottoms. Rather than falling into mental distress, let’s focus on the positive aspects of this period. And I’m not talking about the “new year, new me” irritating hashtags we see everywhere.
On a scale of one to ten, how bothered are you by friends, anonymous and celebrities polluting your screen with pictures of themselves jumping in the middle of the street or next to an art piece?
Bucket bags, studded accessories, pompons, skinny jeans, I’ve welcomed them all with open arms. My latest acquisition? A pair of Stan Smith. I know… I’m late on this one! I tried so hard to fight the “Phoebe Philo look”, tired of that minimalistically chic and cold allure everybody was (and still is) falling for, but I miserably failed.
Fake fur vs real fur. The subject clearly stirs up passions. Whatever the team we root for, when winter comes, all hair types are out and about.
The difference this season? Fur is not only seen on coats and hats. Too boring, too easy. The fashion industry, lately (re)discovering the concept of humor, has stuck up fur on every possible item.
How can anyone say no to desserts? That’s just strange and it freaks me out! What’s not to love about sweets? The word itself is music to the ears.
Paris will never be overrated. Every time I come back, I’m as amazed as surprised by its beauty and richness. No matter how well I know the city, I keep on discovering new gold nuggets.
We’ve stolen their button-down shirts, their jeans, their tuxedos, so it’s only fair men steal our hair.
Even though I grew up in Europe and I’m third culture kid, when my Parisian friend came visit me in Beirut last week, my Lebanese side took over. I felt entrusted with the sacred task of showing her the best of our everyday life. If partying is the obvious bit, the following habits are nonetheless typically Lebanese.
The esthetic life
For those who think this post is going to be totally biased since I used to work for jewelry designer Selim Mouzannar and stated (still do!), loud and clear, that he was the coolest boss ever, have a look at his work and you’ll agree with the following lines.