The Eye Will Travel

Did you have a good weekend? Oh man I did!! Lately, the posts have been sparse I know, but sometimes you gotta just get out and live your life a little bit, and that's basically what I've been doing. I also had a terrible cold. Have you guys been getting tons of weird head colds? Or is it just a PNW thing? Oh man the changing of the seasons...

So yes, I went out and kind of did a little maintenance on my soul. You know you gotta keep refreshing that thing to really have an enjoyable life haha...plus it always helps to put everything back into perspective.

One of my "maintenance" days involved watching some of the most beautiful movies I've seen in awhile (and the subject of this post). Yes, I am an avid movie watcher, but not how you would think. I hate going to movie theaters, it's pretty much the worst. But, I do watch movies on my baby (my beautiful, beautiful laptop) every day. I'm guilty of downloading, but it's because I have voraciously ripped through my netflix accounts and any other online streaming database.

So, any who, I watched some of my favorite old movies to begin with, White Christmas with Bing Crosby and Rosemary Clooney (which invokes in me such sentimentality). The Man Who Came to Dinner...The Blue Angel...My Man Godfrey....Out Of The Past...you know, the black and white 40's flicks that make you swoon because of the costume design and how well people acted in those days. I think I told you all that given the chance as a kid I wanted to "grow up" to be a 40's Starlet...haha man if that was a real job I would have been made in the shade haha.

So after I exhausted myself on old black and white's I moved back to Netflix and finally watched what Netflix had been suggesting to me for months, Diana Vreeland: The Eye Will Travel. Not only did I watch it once, I watched it on repeat for DAYS, stopping only to watch some documentaries on the 30's to give my poor neighbors a break. That woman is absolutely amazing!! I instantly became obsessed with her. For those of you who don't know, Diana Vreeland was an Art Director at Harper's Bazaar and then later on went on to be the Editor in Chief at Vogue waaaaaayyyyy before Anna Wintour took it over. She made Vogue VOGUE when it was still a fledgeling magazine. She was eccentric and obsessed with fashion and insanely over the top  in the most approachable way.

Diana Vreeland in all her signature looks

She wore rouge on her ears because she liked how it looked on geisha's...and honestly, for some reason watching that movie with all the beautiful fashion and her excitement for it, I just remembered all the reasons why I had been so obsessed with clothes for so long. Sometimes, I get bogged down in what is in NOW, what looks good on me NOW, you know and forget that the most iconic fashion persona's created their own signature, timeless looks and have rocked it since the day of creation.

Which moves me into my next soul refreshing movie...and also the movie that's about to spawn my wardrobe revamp, Coco Before Chanel or Coco Avant Chanel depending on if you are going to watch it in it's original french of not.

I had downloaded this movie quite some time ago and had never gotten around to watching it because, well, in all honesty I didn't want to take the time to sit down with it and read the subtitles. It's not that I don't like movies with subtitles, quite the opposite, it's just typically I put a movie on while I'm doing something else, so I only half pay attention to what's going on. And with this one, there was no way that my 2 years of poorly learned French was going to help me keep up with the story line. But, it finally called to me, and so I sat down and really watched it.

THANK GOD I DID!

That movie was absolutely inspiring. I really had no inkling of the life Gabrielle "Coco" Chanel lived before she started her fashion house. In fact, I had more interest in the fact that Karl Lagerfeld was her designer, then the history of the line. Yes, yes I've already "Tsked" myself to death at this point. But, I digress, like always...lol.

To put it frankly, I can't believe she did so much with how disadvantaged she was. She was stubborn and fiery (I won't ruin the movie) but she made it. She was such a pioneer, wearing men's clothes and simplifying her look when it was still Le Belle Epoque this over the top lavish era for women's fashion. Which brings me to my clothing revamp...

Lol that's all I will say for now, that one picture...but once it's underway I will reveal more...