I was afraid this might happen...

... My blog contest is a little too localized. Thank you to those who have entered so far! I'd like to extend the Shecky's giveaway until 5 pm today, so if you're local and haven't entered, please leave me a comment with your email address! I will let you know later tonight if you've won. In the future, I hope to have a clothes or accessories contest for my not-so-local readers. :) I'm blessed to have made connections with some fabulously fashionable gals from all over the world, and I'd love to show my appreciation for your readership with a giveaway that includes you, soon! Keep an eye out!

In other news, I'd be remiss if I didn't mention something about the passing of one of my beloved icons: John Hughes. It's been quite a somber summer, with him gone along with Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson... the entertainment and fashion world are hurting! I was a fan of Michael Jackson's music, though not his antics, and the sweet style Farrah rocked in the seventies, but writer John Hughes was especially near and dear to my heart. Like my fellow eighties babies, I grew up with his films, from the hilarious and adorable Sixteen Candles and Pretty in Pink to my favorite angsty-teen flick of all time, The Breakfast Club, and of course his many family-friendly comedies: Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Home Alone, The Great Outdoors, Planes, Trains & Automobiles, and so many more. His sweetly funny films have had a profound impact on my life... Not to mention my fashion sense!Here is my little tribute, all dressed up like an eighties era Hughes-muse...

Cardigan: BDG, Urban Outfitters

Dress: Pink, Victoria's Secret
Layering tank: Thrifted
Belt: Ann Taylor Loft
Ballet flats: Old Navy
Headband: No idea, but I wore it to my junior prom!
Necklace: Tiffany's

My version of the library dance in The Breakfast Club. Crank it up and dance along!

True story: these pictures are actually from last week. I wore this and took these photos with no idea that John Hughes had died (it might have been a day or two before). Their resemblance to any characters or fashions in his films is purely coincidental (though I did call this my "Breakfast Club" look). Well, that's all. But hey, wait, what are you still doing here? The blog post's over. You can go home now! What? You're already home. Ok, geez. Then get off the computer already and go outside! Do something! Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and take a look around once in a while, you could miss it. ;)

Fashion Weak?

Marc Jacobs Fall 2009

Hello, friends. It's been a little while. I've been on an unplanned hiatus in New York. I wish I could say I was there dutifully covering fashion week for Green Cotton. Alas, I was taking care of sick/injured grandparents. :( They're mending now, and I'm back home, sipping decaf espresso and perusing the Fall 2009 collections.

Sad to say, I'm not as amazed as I was last Fashion Week. Maybe it's the whole "recession-chic" thing. It's making me feel so... blah. Marc Jacobs was all, "It's like the eighties all over again, and the eighties were the best! Remember when all the poor, creative types could actually afford to live in the city? Those times are upon us again! Yayness!"

Marc Jacobs Fall 1985. Whoops, 2009. Welcome back, the eighties. We've missed you. And your shoulder pads.

I mean, sure, the eighties were fun and all (for those of us who were too busy playing My Little Pony and singing "Me and my friends are Jem girls!" to notice said recession), but still. There are plenty of us poor, creative types who cannot afford to live in the city. And I'm tired of all this must-scale-down-Fashion-Week-opulence-and-observe-These-Economic-Times. Stop that! It's depressing. Not that I could ever afford to buy non-recessionista items on my student/freelance writer budget anyway, but I want to dream! Because one day I will lounge in DVF wrap dresses by day, flounce in Oscar de la Renta by night, and dance in sky-high Abaeté heels - and not just the ones from Payless, either!

Glamour and glitter, fashion and fame!

But some dreams do come true. I never thought I'd see the day when Barbie ...

And a Spice Girl...

Victoria Beckham Fall 2009

... would both have New York Fashion Week shows. That's it, darlings. Dream big!

*All photos from nymag.com.