This Is The Goal

I saw this on Twitter and I pulled a sad face.

It is just too much of everything that I want in life.

To explain:

MENSWEAR. The trend, the lifestyle, the clothes: I love it.

Also, Imma let you in on a little industry secret: a zebra crossing in an editorial = urban setting (probably NYC) = city girl with an amazing apartment and life. Thanks every magazine ever! Don't you see? She's on her phone which obviously = oh-this-is-just-my-weekday-steez. Obviously. 

Also, those shoes. Cut out detail is my thang dammit. 

Then there's also the whole ponytail situation. I have always had ponytail envy cause even when I had long hair, I never (not once) achieved this. 

I'm going for a haircut on Friday to save my self-esteem and end what appears to be the humble beginnings of a mullet. 

Fashion Mathematics: Witchery + Bey

This steez:

Plus this hurr: 

= The Heather that I have always wanted to be but have yet to become. Hopefully she will surface around June, for Youth Day and stuff. 

I'm growing my hurr as we speak.

P.S. I really scanned the Witchery lookbook, I know it's lame, I know. But that's how much I love it. 

Phoebe Philo!

Andre Leon Talley, perhaps the most fabulous man to ever have existed, wrote that Phoebe Philo is a "master of the imperfect perfect". He's good, isn't he? I just realized that Somizi is actually Mr. Talley's heir apparent. But anyway, I think that what he was saying in a very frou-frou way (naturally) is that the lady who once claimed to want to marry L.L Cool J and used to have a mouthful of what we would now call "grills" knows how to mush the fancy, high-art fashion with street-style nonchalance that whispers oh-I'm-wearing-this-old-thing. It's a huge call, but I think that she's the lady who made Nike's cool for women. Google it if you must. 

A brief history: 

First she was Stella McCartney's bitch at Chloe and then they parted ways as Stella got that Gucci group money and started Stella McCartney while Phoebs took over at Chloe. 

Chloe shined with Phoebs at the helm. Remember those padlock bags? Their ghost can still be found at flea markets across the world. When not working she could be found riding her horse, Toby, marrying a former model and having children. 

Get this, her daughter is named after Maya Angelou. I die. Not even Oprah can claim that shit. In 2008, she became the creative director at Celine where she can be found today in a studio especially designed for her by LVMH. 

Now you know.

Phiney Pet!

I've always wanted to wear doughnuts. Just eating them is not enough. 

My eyes get happy-drunk looking at this collection and I'm in good company too, Topshop has brought the technicolor brains behind this London label into their trendy embrace. 

I don't know why but I like imagining Sir Philip Green wearing Topshop. 

Eye See You

Adriaan Kuiters made me look again (second last one). South Africa representing yeah yeah!

Blinkers seem to be everywhere from Libertine to my girl Kiko Mizuhara.

I will not be shopping this trend or any other for that matter as some aggressive saving strategies have been implemented and it's now Paris or bust. I feel both poor and proud, adulthood whaddup!

By the way, happy Friday eve! It has been a long week and now we're here. Hallelujah and amen.

Nick Wooster! Always & Forever!

Here at Fabric Of The Heart Towers, we love us some Nicky Woo. 

If you don't believe that then go check our archives (click here), we've got something from like four to four million posts about the dude. 

Why? I hear you asking from Midrand to Paris. We're not entirely sure. We did a quick survey around the office and decided it's because he always looks like he's having fun. Enjoying whatever trend he's currently got on and that's probably the most important part about fashion, to have fun with it, if you don't engage with it, then you're missing the point. 

That's all an excuse, it's really just because he shaved his head.

A.L.C!

Dang!

This just made me excited. 

Everyone shush. When I'm excited I always feel as though people are talking too loudly, like damn, can I just be excited in peace? 

Foxy Feet!

A while back whilst browsing for (shoe) porn on the interwebs I spotted these Charlotte Olympia kitty flats and it was love at first sight. I mean, c'mon, look at the little ears?!

Then recently on my trip to Dublin I found these foxy beauts at Urban Outfitters and I had to make 'em mine. 

Sartorialist, South Africa!

Rejoice! South Africans Rejoice! Well that's if you care about the Sartorialist aka Scott Schumann aka Midget Photographer aka Garance Dore Weight Watching Fuhrer, being in South Africa. 

Well he's there (since we're here in Ireland) for the Mercedes Benz Fashion Week thingy and there probably wouldn't be a fabricoftheheart or any fashion blog/tumblr without the short photographer so he counts for something, I suppose.