La Belgique, C'est Chique

I was recently introduced to the menswear line of KASK-graduate Charlotte Claeysier, and I really like what I see. Her shirts collection, named 'Rooted Dreams' is clean-cut with nice details and cool plaids. I love discovering local talent (Ghent represent!) and I'm positive we'll be hearing more about this one.

And another Ghent talent is Lisbeth who has a range of - sometimes pretty obscene- t-shirts that I think are pretty awesome. These are only available through World Of Objects (an amazing website, be sure to check it out!).

Le Drool

I just feasted my eyes on the Burberry Pre-Fall 2011 collection. I normally refrain from posting collection images too much in advance (fashion runs ahead enough for the non-obsessed readers), but this is too good not to share. I might as well rename this blog as "Shrine of Burberry", as this is true love.
Can't wait for the Milan menswear show in January (one day, I'll be at the show for real instead of watching the livestream all dressed up)!
Bon appétit!

Tales of a Post-Modern Winter. Part TWO.

After weeks of flirting and beating around the bush, you've finally landed yourself the perfect first winter date. But what are you going to wear? 

Pick you up at eight?

"Shit", you mutter under your breath as you watch the clock and change outfits for the umpteenth time. You haven't been this nervous since the principal came into class demanding to know who killed Cookie the parrot mascot, and that was in the late 90s. Heavy sighs are followed by raspberries blown. Dating is hard. Life sucks. But you couldn't be more excited.

Feast! Feast! Feast!

I just want to wish all you beautiful people a lovely holiday season, whether you're celebrating anything or not. This past year has been one for the books, and I owe it all to you. Big sloppy kiss, new lay-out and obligatory snow-pose-with-husky-in-fabulous-outfit from the editor.
That'll be me.
xoxo
Immi

Destroy! Destroy! Destroy!

I recently had quite a quaint dream where I was in a store and the shop lady was like: "Yah, you can totes pick out a free varsity jacket." So I got all excited and ran to this rack of these purple varsity jackets and grabbed one, but then this douchey dude came along and snatched away my jacket!
I take this as a sign from above that varsity jackets are in again (I get all my fashion cues from heaven) and that I am a push-over.
My blatantly evil title relates to this dream in the shape of the new NIKE AW 2010 'Destroyer' jackets. Why they're named after some kind of Transformer, I don't know, but I know they sure as hell look cool. Heritage meets modernism!
Ch-ch-check it out (stop me, I'm rapping again!):

       

Tales of a Post-Modern Winter. Part ONE

Due to the lovely commentary the summer tales got, I've decided to resume this fashion saga for a winter instalment! Y'all ready to take a trip through nature?


Act I
"Frozen Forest"
The cold air prickles your nose as you inhale. No one around. Numbed and fascinated by the silver branches, you plow through the icy grass. No one around. You slip and trip and laugh at yourself out loud. Shamefaced, you stop and spy through the trees. Luckily, there's no one around.