So glad I caught up with Anders, the handsome and striking six-foot-five tall Senior Fashion Editor of LOVE magazine. They don’t call him the Great Dane for nothing. It’s funny because earlier in the week, I went out for a drink next door to my hotel and I saw this guy, wearing the ubiquitous spring/summer 2011 Prada stripe, sitting at the bar so I told my friend, oh look there’s a queen in Prada shining through this sea of Danishness. When the blond man turned his head around, it was Anders, who said he’s in Copenhagen for a vacation.
Have you seen Prada’s fall/winter 2011 ad campaign video? The colors and textures are stunning, especially those massive sequined pieces. Remind me to pick up one of those hats the next time I go to the store. I went to the flagship in via Montenapoleone back in June but sadly, they don’t have the larger sizes yet. I’m excited for autumn to arrive!
While the United States of America braces itself against the threat of default, here I am trying to sort out my latest dilemma.
I’ve been eyeing this gorgeous Phillip Lim coat at Shopbop for quite some time now as well as this amazing snake coat (photo below) from Prada’s fall/winter 2011 collection. I fell in love with it the moment I saw it down the runway in Milan back in February.
I need a new coat. I really do. It’s not a bad idea to plan outfits in advance, budget and all that.
Thing is, I also need a new camera. I’m starting to get sick of my current one, a Canon Rebel T2i (my first DSLR camera) which I bought last November. It took me six years of blogging before upgrading my equipment. After eight months of use, I have this raging need to step up.
If you have seen some of my photo diaries over the past few months, I think you’ll agree with me how my photos are much better than before. I look at my pictures now and while the quality improved a few notches up (at least compared to photos I took, say, three years ago), I feel like I can do so much more if I invest in better equipment. Afterall, I consider myself extremely lucky (and grateful) for having so many opportunities and the access I’m privy to, people, places, events and situations. It’s kinda unfair if I don’t try to give my best.
I know very little about the world of photographic equipment so I rang my friend Rumi for advice. An hour and a half on the phone and a few clicks online later, my new baby is on its way. I ordered a Canon 5d Mark II, two lens and some accessories. Upgrade!
Between you and me, I’m still having doubts whether it was a good decision to buy a camera instead of a new coat. I have never spent so much on a camera before. I freaked out at the price! The three-year insurance alone was $599 or a pair of shoes if you ask me. Christian Louboutin sandals to be specific.
I called my boyfriend for emotional support. Instead of consoling me, he freaked out at the prospect of handling such expensive equipment when he’s taking pictures of me. “What if I dropped the camera?”, he asks. In spite of this, I detected a sense of excitement in his voice. Afterall, he, too, has a new toy to play with.
Rumi, on the other hand, was enthusiastic with my new acquisition. “Congrats,” she said.
“This is a purchase that will pave the way to buying Prada’s entire collection.”
Coat or no coat, I concur.
Here’s a quick, behind-the-scenes video of Tobey Maguire’s fall/winter 2011 Prada menswear ad campaign photo shoot with David Sims.
I thought it was totally random, not to mention surprising, for Miuccia to use a celebrity for her fall/winter menswear ad campaign but the result, nonetheless, is quintessentially Prada. I love how Toby’s mysterious, curious and innocent look matches the collection’s aesthetic. There’s also that undeniable element of geekiness that makes it oh so cool. And those lurex pieces? Mark my words — they’re the new season’s must-have!
I’ve said it before, I’ll say it once again. I love riding big beasts. It brings me so much joy whenever I sit on top of a huge, breathing animal. It’s thrilling and exciting to entrust your life to something that is so big and you have very little control of. It’s been quite awhile since I last rode something (boyfriend doesn’t count btw) so when our tour guide told us yesterday that we’ll get to ride an elephant, I almost pissed my trousers.
Horses? Check. Camel? Check. Elephant? Well, check check check. My boyfriend and I rode an elephant earlier this morning when we went to the Amber Palace. Our elephant’s name is Lucky. He’s twenty-five years old.
Riding an elephant is harder than I thought. It wasn’t the most comfortable ride I’ve had but it was fun nonetheless.
BTW, my kiwi friend Isaac told me a few weeks ago to avoid wearing shorts because elephant hair is itchy and can scratch your legs but it wasn’t so bad when I touched it. Ah well.
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Earlier this morning, I seem to have crossed paths countless of times with this young boy at the Amber Fort here in Jaipur. It’s interesting because the Amber Fort is H-U-G-E. On the tenth or so time we saw each other, he came up and said hello. I don’t know if he was following me or what have you but I ignored his greetings. He could be a baby hawker, for all you know. And then I saw him yet another time. After he said hello, I thought it wouldn’t hurt if I said hi back. So I did. He just stood there and smiled at me. I didn’t know what to do or say next — he barely spoke any English. He was adorable so I asked, using sign language, if I could photograph him and if I could get a photo with him. He nodded. I gave my camera to my bf and he said “I knew you were gonna do that!”. Took this cute shot of him, said thanks, and before you know it, he grabbed my hand, led me to and friend (could be a family member, too) and his mother who photographed us. A minute or two later, their whole group, women and children wanted a photograph with me! Instant tourist attraction right then and there. Who knew Prada’s bananas had universal appeal? Barely anyone spoke a word except hugs, smiles and clicks of a camera or cellphone button were exchanged in the end.
Click click click! BTW, keep an eye out for the pretty girl wearing stripes. She’s GORGEOUS!
My other half has a newfound obsession: photo editing. After dinner last night, I told him to download GIMP, a free, easy-to-use graphics software which he can use to edit photos. Not in a “I want to be skinny, liquify 50 pounds out of me” kind of way but easy, breezy, effortless cover girl type of photo editing. You know, change the colors, crop, resize pictures to make them smaller, etc. The internet connection in our gorgeous hotel is a nightmare and it’s stressful, not to mention emotionally draining, to upload files on teh interwebs.
Sunglasses from Miu Miu, Fall 2011 lurex sweater from Prada, shorts from Elizabeth & James
I was sitting beside him when he emailed a selection of personal photos (both wonderful and depressing) to his friends and I couldn’t stop myself from asking, what is it with
white people’s westerners’ obsession in photographing (and sharing) the other side of reality? You know what I’m talking about — the grim part of human reality. They like to travel far and wide, especially to the exotic, to deliberately photograph poverty, the sick, the disabled, dead dogs, unsanitary conditions, etc. He says he likes to photograph them because he thought it was shocking, out of the norm and of course, extraordinary. “This just doesn’t exist in Sweden,” he says.
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After a long, seven-hour road trek from New Delhi, I’m finally in Agra. I’m spending two nights here to visit some monuments including the great Taj Mahal. We left New Delhi at 10AM and we didn’t get to our hotel until five in the afternoon. In spite of the insane rainshowers, it’s still very hot and humid outside. Thank heavens for the strong airconditioning at our palatial hotel which I’ll share to you later. My bf and I were gobsmacked at the sheer magnificence of our temporary home. Let me share you some pictures for now…
Sunglasses by Miu Miu, polo shirt and trousers from Prada, shoes from Church’s, necklace from Dilli Haat market in New Delhi
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Here’s the view from my seat aka private styrofoam cube from Prada Casa (just kidding) at the Spring Summer 2012 Prada menswear fashion show. What an amazing, strong showmanship from Miuccia. I am DYING. DYING!!! I can’t. I can’t deal. I can’t breathe. There are so many desirable things from this collection. My friend from Interview magazine told me I’m gonna need some major sucking up to do not just to one Swedish banker but to many. Oh dear. Here’s my wardrobe next season.
I never thought I’d say this but menswear is so exciting these days, no?
Once upon a time, I’ve looked up to the international editions of Vogue to find something new to inspire me. You know… something new, something that isn’t the same old, same old, something extraordinary. But what happens when most of the international Vogues become repetitive and the big elephant in the room, the grand-daddy of all Vogues, start flexing its muscles? Well, one cannot help but feel its powerful presence. This is what’s going on at the moment. American Vogue is on the right path (war path, perhaps?), taking me on this rollercoaster ride of glamorous extravaganza as of late. When young starlet Emma Watson of Harry Potter fame chopped her locks last year, the first thing that came to my mind was — VOGUE cover! Fast forward a year later, here’s Emma, in Prada, on the July 2011 cover of American Vogue. I love the transformation! Dudette is finally a lady.
I can’t wait to get this issue. Bravo Anna, bravo!