In the name of Zoë

 

 

I have loved and followed Zoë Saldana pretty much so meticulously I've had my nose stuck between her boobies since before Avatar. Like, Center Stage days, but then disappeared a bit till she returned fully glam and retardly beautiful. However, the one thing - or should I say one accessory - that I am positively smitten with good ol' Zo is her sublime choice of shoes.

Surriously.

Every single outfit she wears - and oh boy, has she worn some of my FAVORITE pieces from so many designers I die a little at the couture overload - she wears the most ideal, fitting heels with each look!

I mean, it's insane!

But obviously in ze best fabulous way possible. I idolize her style. Plus, she has a rockin' hot bod from years of ballet. My ideal scene for how I've always wanted to be skinny, though I managed with my own choice of workout.

Shout out to Ab crunch Pilates VHS!

So, what is it that creates gorgeous Zoë's masterpiece outfits? Her stylist? Her boldness? Sassiness? Confidence? I'mma go with all of ze above. Who are we kidding? Hollywood women can have some really top notch taste in fashion, but it's usually the stylist's that tie it all up in a wonderful French bow.

I'm sorta known as the stylist of my bestie group. I'm constantly being asked to dress my girlies or go shopping with them or help them find something to wear from their closets when we go out on the (meh) town.

And I kinda really lobe it. Matching up different articles of clothing with accessories and mm, shoes...(and by shoes, I mean heels)...it satisfies me with a great big warm fashionista cup of coffee. Wait, scratch that. Cup of vanilla latte, not coffee. I gotta have me some flava.

Flavor flave! Yeeeeee boiiiiiiiiiiiii.

Anyway, whether it's spring or winter, Zoë knows how to dress to impress. Ubber cute. Ubber chic. Ubber stunning. I've yet to see something on her person that hasn't knocked me over with a bottle of fabulous. And it's not just over the course of a publicity tour for a movie, or even a year. Naw, it's been since about 2008 that I've kept a peeping eye on Zoë Saldana.

 

She really stepped it up a notch (or a gazillion) during Star Trek's promo tour.

 I loved her long hair.

 2009 was definitely the year of the Zoë. It just happened to be my year for choosing my favorite collection pieces from a variety of designers -- all of which Zoë somehow managed to wear, pulling it off flawlessly. We were so on the same page it ain't even funny (but it is). 

Like, she wore the one Emilio Pucci sequin dress I liked of his (above ^) AND paired it with my favorite 'It' pair of Brian Atwood heels of that moment. I mean, come on. Our brains were practically one.

 

She's sew cute I kinda don't know what to do with myself.

 

Another superb thing about the dancer/model/actress is that she knows how to work it with small boobs. Yaya! sister, wez be in the same little A boat. But you know something that I think guys forget as well as women, for that matter?

A is the highest grade you can receive.

B is meh.

C is bad.

D is awful and E and F are just plain flunks.

So why do all these men want such a horrible graded girl? It's the same for meat at the market. You don't want C grade ground chuck beef. You want A grade! What the frex huh? Buck up and take example with Zoë's fantastic taste of wearing things that girls with C and D grades would look vulgar and distasteful in and stick with an A student working what she has.

 

 GORGEOUS!

(I was gonna put a copyright sign after this, but remembered I get major flack for zhat.)

BALMAIN.

Nuff said.

Nude, lace and ruffles.

Amazing.

The shoulder pads, the scarf, the white jeans!

God, I lobe her.

 THE HEELS.

 So coot even in jeans and a tweed jacket.

 

 The heels AND the turquoise earrings!

Mwah!

 I kiss my fingers in satisfaction.

  I LOBE how she rocks white! 

It looks beautous with her skin tone.

Plus, the cutouts.

I, however, can not exactly wear white unless I'm not afraid of looking translucent...

Her subtle tattoos are adorable!

Plus, she's wearing Calvin Klein.
Which I'm not necessarily fond of, but she looks mighty purty.

(Sure, when you want clean lines and simplicity, go Calvin Klein.)

 

I was so overwhelmingly in love with this Givenchy gown it was stupid crazy.

 This Roland Mouret dress is just the epitome of perfection for her.

When she wore this sequin and tulle Marchesa gown - Oh Lordy. Oh sweet lightening bolts of Zeus. NO ONE, not a single celebrity had worn that dress from Marchesa's Spring collection earlier in the year because it was so bold and heavy.

But Zoë rocked it and I literally freaked the freak out when I saw the picture. I exclaimed my love for her and her fashion sense after that. It was meant to be. In a non-stalker obsession, of course.

^

Ungh, the studded Christian Louboutin peep toes. 

Parfait with the draped black dress!

 Oh the shoes...

She just can't friggin' go wrong in the shoe department!!
Or life.

Zoë, I toast you and your impeccable taste in footwear (i.e. heels).

Glitter Overdrive

Hezzo!
I know, what fashion blogger doesn't absolutely love (amore) Paris? It's basically a curse (and a susceptible one at zhat, oui?). If you're an avid lover of anything high end (oh, the puns) you're automatically in love with the city of lights. Up top, for those of you.

Just a reminder, before you think I'm totally creepy and way too confusing to keep up with, but I'm a bit random. Self, thoughts and script. Tread cautiously...or dive head first. Either ways coo.

Anyway, tonight, I've been ignoring my multiple unfinished stories (tends to happen a tad often) and I went on a crazy sparkle shoe overload. Google = <3. It's so efficient and super duper handy and a temple should be built in its honor. Therefore, you bet I discovered a plethora of things to put in my blog:


Alberta Ferretti dress from 2007. $2480
Totally worth it in my opinion. I mean, are you seeing the sparkles!! Bejeezus, you'd be dazzling people 360 degrees if you wore that to a party. I'd have mega fun wearing that. And get a serious work-out too, with how much that gorg dress weighs. Wouldn't you agree?



Um...do you see these? Decked out crystal pumps by Emporio Armani. A bit old-fashioned in the style, but still so fabulous. He's an effing mastermind when it comes to sparkly shoes. I remember seeing Katie Holmes wearing an entire glitter outfit from Armani Privé to the premiere of Lions for Lambs in Berlin and almost peed my pants. Here's a refresher:



Gah! She was my hero (heroine, actually. Feminine power, darlings!) that night. Oh, the shoes! The heels are what really got me. Close-up:



If there's so much conflict on who should worship what to whom in this world, then let these be it and resolve the situation. Shoes (much less sparkly ones!) fix problems in a snap or click/swipe of a credit card. Easy-peasy.
Like these wicked Christian Louboutin pumps:



They're multi-colored and oh-so chic. And. of course, about $695. *Sigh* Sparkles come at a real high price. Like these models in the Spring Balmain collection (oh, humorous punchline! Get it? High price? Models are giants?......never mind.):



That picture is divinity. Sparkly dresses (another in the corner too!!) and embellished boots in the background. It's the best two-in-one combo, period(.). Balmain is my one and only Lord and Savior. The ultimate, epitome of beaded/crystal/gem/glitter/sparkle magnificence (and brilliance).

I LOVE the whole collection. It's breathtaking. Basically, it was meant and made for me. Except for the funky shoulder pads, Balmain defines me, incase you were wondering who the heck I am and why I'm ranting on and on about sparkles and fashion. Random, see?
Obviously I'm showing more because I'm sweet like that (refer to above):



The jackets are sublime. Last on the right is like an 80s vintage bomber. Second on the right matches the skirt:



which I'd cream myself if I ever bought (hence afford, or the apocalyptic day where I become incredibly frivolous and spend serious dough on something that's $7,830.) Let's hope one day!

I thought Beyonce wore the crystal-embellished canvas jacket wonderfully. Everything else in her outfit cas (casual, you'll understand my lingo soon enough), while the jacket was the main statement:



But onto the main, pinnacle piece....the shoes. Ah, the most amazing, beautiful, classic, die-hard, essential (to me, cause I'm not practical at all), fab-fab-fabulous, glamorous heels ever to be created. So much so that I just named how stupendous they are with the first portion of the alphabet:



Net-a-porter.com is my best friend. <3 High quality images that you can save onto your computer. (You don't even want to know how many I have from there alone.) Unlike other sites, like the 3 B stores (Barney's, Bendels, Bergdorf's). Among many others. I'm not pointing fingers. But if I had those shoes, my life would be so utterly complete and fabulous I can't even describe. Oh, and with this purse too:



Sonia Rykiel Dita Bag. $3,045
I asked my sister if she'd buy it for me (equaling a mortgage payment, by ze way) and I'd cover the $45...yeah, didn't really work out. Almost though. I'm remaining optimistic. She's a wiz on eBay so, you know, there's a chance! (Heheh?)



Bless you, Balmain!



Get this, I nearly had a spaz attack when I found out that Bebe has knock-off Balmain heels for less than $200!!!!!!!! Holy balls. I want 'em. Like real bad. And Zara has them too!



So cute, so me. I'd wear those all ze time, no joke. They'd suit my wardrobe, no problem. I'm all about the jewels and the shiny objects. You should see my eye make-up when I go out.
I honestly sparkle (which sounds real gay, I know, but it's true.)! And I just bought the actual sparkle powder for your eyes. I'm real excited for that, let me just say.

For the final Balmain topic tonight - the dress. The dress that matches the shoes and has already been worn out in the world off the runway by Julia Restoin Roitfeld (talk about a mouthful. My best friend's full Spanish name sounds a breeze now.).

Not bad, more simplistic, which works when you're not a supermodel and strutting it in Fashion Week. That dress sums me up though. If I were to pick a dress that fit me as a being most, it'd be this one:



Dark - meaning night owl.

Out there - as in fun lovin'.

Expensive - like I adore way too pricey things, but I'm actually one of the best inherited bargain shoppers to date.

Tastefully sexy - yeah, doesn't need an explanation.

And radiant - by my infinite fawning of sparkles, mind you.

(Yes, I'm exaggerating a tad, but only with my synonyms. Sorta. You never know. I'll leave you in mystery.)

And there you have it. First post of my blog (otherwise known as G4). It won't always be about fashion, might I mention. For now, yes. I've got tons and tons of comments about all these clothes I have saved in folders (each for their own article of clothing, occasion, etc).

Next post will be about the third G - guys.

Covered the first two, now....let the yummin' begin. Well, tomorrow or something. I should probably get some shuteye. Should being the operative word. Really need to work on that.
Till next time.


(This will be my closing picture, so better accommodate to seeing it and prepare yourself for some glassy eyes...from gazing at it longingly.) S'later!