From the erection of the Machu Picchu citadel atop a mountaintop in Peru during the 15th century to the creation of an elaborate road system and the development of a 12-month calendar centered on the observation of lunar and solar patterns, there’s no question about the advanced nature of the Inca civilization.
In January, I introduced you to some of lingerie brand Naja’s naughtiest cotton knickers, featuring playful graphics that referenced frisky double entendres in the cheekiest of manners.
Right in time for Halloween, LONDON SOHO NEW YORK has rolled out a limited-edition collection of makeup bags featuring some of Disney’s most fearsome female characters: The Little Mermaid’s sinister half-octopus antagonist Ursula; Sleeping Beauty’s horned, staff-wielding, raven-loving sorceress Maleficent; and Snow White’s narcissistic, power hungry, poisoned apple-clutching Evil Queen.
It’s the curly-haired girl conundrum: we’ve been told time and time again that it’s bad business to run a comb —much less brush — through our hair while it’s dry since it can cause major breakage (and aggravate frizz), that it’s preferable to comb strands during the conditioning stage of our showering routines, when our manes are still soaking wet, but what if pesky tangles and knots linger after we rinse?
As fashion’s playful dalliance with the Bohemian aesthetic of the 1970s evolves into a fervent, all-consuming, rapturous love affair, the structured satchels and top handle purses of yore are taking a backseat to a handbag style beloved by Bohemian style icons like Ali Macgraw: the saddle bag.
How often do our purchases serve a purpose beyond our own enjoyment and satisfaction?
Poppy King has more than earned her self-anointment as the “Lipstick Queen” but, as her pout-tastic kingdom has expanded, she deserves some new accolades, regal titles, and perhaps even some bejeweled crowns that leave no question about her authoritative status.
For years, brooches and pins were dismissed as old-fashioned accessories that functioned as a highway to either Dowdy Town or, alternatively, to Tasteless City, the latter thanks to a plethora of tacky Christmas-themed fare (think of sparkly wreath- and bell-shaped numbers).
How many times have you heard the sonsonete (translation: the tireless repetition) of the post-shower hydration rule that, in order to achieve maximum moisture absorption, it’s critical to apply lotion or body oil to damp skin rather than waiting for it to be fully dry?
When we first heard the term “athleisure,” it seemed like yet another example of a forced portmanteau (that’s the official linguistic term for the practice of combining two words to create a new one, as with now ubiquitous words like “frenemy,” “bromance,” “McMansion,” and “gaydar”), a mash-up of two nouns (“athleticism” and “leisure”) concocted as a marketing tactic for Internet-age consumers.
