I have never been smoothly oriented with anything Moschino. Seriously. And somewhere between the ages of ten to fifteen, I have been seeing their scents everywhere thinking they were bargain-priced drugstore products. NOT.
For this year's Spring collection, Moschino brags an assortment of lush, plush, and a much deeper definition of funky opulence brought to a higher level. With an exciting interweave of colors and impeccable Italian tailoring, Moschino has certainly gotten me craving for some more tasty clothing. :)
Last Monday, Kuya Marlon called us up and asked us if we could find some spare time from our schedule to squeeze in a photoshoot with him and a fellow photographer; and having been out of the cycle of shoots with him for the longest time, we all decided to show up on Wednesday. So by Wednesday we all got up before lunch (which would always appeal as "quite impossible" - taking in consideration the freedom of extended hibernation because of the inauguration holiday) and met up at the Lelis residence before 1pm.
The entire shoot was a blast! Not to sound like I'm polishing my own shoe but it certainly has been worthy of the long stretch of time spent for make-up and outfit changes. Here are the first set of the group shots:
Will definitely be posting the rest of the shots after everything has been uploaded. Waitersss for the solos. A big round of applause for THE unbelievable skill of Kuya Marlon to capture every emotion and every snap of the hip. Also to Kuya Julius who's equally as talented as our favorite photographer. Thank you, thank you!
At first glance, my eyes wrapped up a squint and not soon after I drowned myself in envy, I literally wanted to grab my eyeballs out from their sockets and send it off to Milan Fashion Week.
Dsquared² racked up a successful fashion show that catered an explosion of bright colors and some little skin daring enough to give Zoolander a run for his money. Giving a much deserved glory for the signature Dsquared² swagger, the show encapsulated a tangle of retro, classic, and semi-formal silk wear that encouraged an up-beat vibe from the audience. Loves it!
Earlier today, as I browsed over the interwebs and landed on my favoritest men's fashion blog ever, I found this:
And I died.
"Nooka has teamed up with luxury jewelry designer, Deviant Design Group, in creating high valued Nooka watches. The custom design options for Nooka ZOT classic watch range from the addition of precious stones and diamonds, gold plating, inscription, unique strap materials, and special requests for even more personal styling.
The face plate on the ZOT classic was replaced with a 14K gold plate inscribed with the Nooka and DDG logo, while the exterior watch case is adorned with over 4 carats of SI1 F-G colored diamonds. Additionally, the piece received a rare white Crocodile strap. Similar upgrades and customizations will now be available starting at $2,500. Email ddg@nooka.com for more information or a price quote." - From The South Sider.
It felt really emotional!! Seriously! I didn't really break down into chicken tears prolly because I have been soooo drained out of water excretion from the rest of my entire human body but in my deepest roots I was sooo filled with emotions. She's been a very close friend of mine and not a very long time ago she declared departure from Davao for some long-winded reason and I was all downright upset from all of it. I was just sooooo happy to have finally seen her after I myself have sorted out to pull off a Serena van der Woodsen on a seering summer time and luckily, she decided to stay!!!! Haha LOLsome.
Anyway, here are some of her pictures. You must be very lucky because I'm posting up her tumblr! Visit http://iyarojas.tumblr.com for more pictures. Enjoy!
Modeling industry's heavyweight Georgina Wilson graced the cover of Preview Magazine for its June 2010 issue and without a trace of doubt, Georgina has definitely carved out her own spot in the world of mainstream modeling. What the public brings forth unto us - the plethora of billboards, magazine covers, television appearances - is undoubtedly an imminent sign of a bigtime emergence of what we shall all look forward to.
Complimenting a McQueen ensemble, this cover's definitely a win-win for the discriminating taste of the fashion upper-hand. Loves!
So what do we all expect from a movie starred by 40-something women who are more likely rooted to fashion that in actually putting some good piece of acting prowess into film?
Dresses! Shoes! Handbags! Designers! Botox-dependent women! Sarah Jessica Parker looking like a secret love-child of a paint spill and an orange colored self-tan spray-on!
I told you. Albeit I do not find anything extra-special with this dress, sometimes - less is really MORE and SJP has twerked it all her way with this well-played ensemble that caught the sights of non-television viewing bystanders who happen to have found a nice decent spot around the corner.
And let me never forget that once upon a time in terribly flaming weather, the first installment has totally encouraged me to get my ass off a lazyboy couch and queue-in in a chaotic heat-stricken enrollment day just because I felt like walking around as I imagined myself in the streets of New York.
Also spotted were Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jessica Szchor, and other cast of the sequel. The outifts were very-classy, and there were basically no other atendees who crossed the "I'm sane, let me in" borderline and went all out with a crazy get-up. That's a whole lot of good lovin' coming from mid-aged women (Sarah Jessica Parker) who usually wore electrifying (read: INYOURFACE ELECTRIFYING) dresses with a big intricate mash of headband falling off her head and some giant shoulder pads thrown at her chest like she's not ever gonna get taunted by the public. UGHCK. Sometimes we shall all learn how to thank historical circumstances when SJP is on a lay-low mood and is not feeling like she's an 18-year old debutant who throws tanturms on anything that's not brightly colored. So for this one, I LOVE IT! All in all, I love the dresses, especially that of the four main stars who lead the cast of the movie. . .
Until all of the sudden you see Gabourey Sidibe. . .
Wearing a black long-sleeved dress that must have probably been borrowed from their neighborhood's law firm secretary.
My name is Rolly Marcial. Brought forth into human existence on the 13th day of Semptember 1990 - six years before the rise of the Spice Girls caused sudden alteration in the minds of those who were sure they were straight. Born, raised, and mostly influenced in bustling Manila area, I grew up in a city of day-to-day affliction and a staggering degree of traffic - something that should have taught me a good sense of immediacy yet I bloomed as a torpid sloth who thrives in a fast paced lifestyle. I am, in the rarest sense of the term, a very complicated person. Growing up in a very conservative Filipino family, taught at the best universities, yet influenced by a bastion of crazy people have spun into this irony of monstrosity. I am not exactly the sweetest type you could fool around with. I'm a big ball of perplexities and I've got a lot to pull up my sleeves. My head's flow does not compare with yours; I'm a hard-bound mathematics offprint you can never understand...you just thought you could.
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Hi, my name's Rolly and I believe I'm 17. I am an ambitious boneheaded mouthpiece securing a bulk of half-witted ideas and a lot more rubbish. I'm an all out sucker for fashion, television, and everything else in between. So, what's up?