The era of the bold lip seems to be in full swing, with many designers and makeup artists joining forces to create vibrant matte pouts for their Spring 2014 runway shows.
Yesterday was Day 2 of Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week Spring 2014 here in New York City and, as happens every September, I was running around from one place to the next — not the easiest of feats when you’re in 4″-high stilettos (not to mention that my first stop was Chelsea Piers which has streets paved in cobblestone).
For her Spring 2014 collection, New Hampshire-born designer Tess Giberson played upon the idea of a fashion remix, fusing together an amalgam of different aesthetics — from preppy to grungy, glam, minimalist, sporty, and edgy — in order to create something that defied categorization.
When most fashion lovers think of BCBGMAXAZRIA, the house that Max and Lubov Azria have built, they envision the power woman: clad in lots of leather and oozing rock ‘n’ roll confidence, her garments themselves a testament to the designers’ body conscious construction.
Forget nails encrusted with crystals, coated in icy glitter or boasting intricate color-blocked and half-moon motifs.
Ahhh, New York Fashion Week: the 7-day period when everyone even peripherally linked to the fashion industry shares the same playground.
The moment I saw the new Maybelline New York Color Show Vintage Leather collection at Target, I wanted every single shade; after all, I grew up listening to (and yes, idolizing) Joan Jett, Pat Benatar, Chrissie Hynde, and Shirley Manson — all hard-edged girls who wore leather and rocked out as hard as their male counterparts when on stage.
Close your eyes and picture a pair of tweezers.
As a naturally curly-haired gal, I’ve always been on the prowl for haircare and hair styling products that would help moisturize my often dry mane, help me tame frizz, add natural-looking hold and definition to my sometimes unruly curls, revitalize limp strands, and basically resuscitate my curls, restoring them to their ounce coil-like springiness.
Save for some folks with legitimate forms of albinism, I may just be the palest Puerto Rican girl ever — and I get teased rather relentlessly for it (during a recent visit to PR, my father actually compared my skin tone to the color of a white styrofoam cooler).
