Showing posts with label Last Chance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Last Chance. Show all posts

Friday, September 25, 2009

Discounted Designer Threads

Eek! I love a good find. I just googled the Sue Wong beaded dress I found at Last Chance, and it is selling at Neiman Marcus for $355! Needless to say I paid next to nothing for it!

I took my friends Jamie and Dee on Wednesday night. Dee found brand new Prada Suede Heels for $99, Jame found Seven Jeans for $29 and I nabbed a pair of camel-fur DVF heels )that are so Mad Men) for $69. AMAZING!

I love nice things but I love them even more via the bargain hunting method :-)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Boy Style



So the posh prepster needs a little arm candy to go a long with her cutting edge style. 

I know Zac Efron is supposed to be marketed to make tween girls drool, but as his interview in Interview proclaims he wants to be cast out of the teeny-bopper role and considered for darker and more edgy roles. I can handle that. I am not going to hide my shame, I love him! 
And not just because he looks good all muddy -- see Interview's Editorial Photoshoot. I actually do like his style -- he has that relaxed, west-coast boy look. You know I love a good west coast boy, and he is from Cali!

And then there is Chase. Such a pretty boy, even without Gossip Girl's stylist Eric Damon. Just look at him in that suit. 

I admire a boy who has good style. It probably stems from the fact that my father was an extremely sharp dresser. He loved his Armani suits and he had the best collection of ties.

In fact, he was the one that would take Jaime and me to Last Chance. He was the king of bargain shopping. He could find that one amazing piece, and it of course would be discounted or on sale. He had a knack for it. And being an architect, I think he just had an eye for what worked -- maybe it's in my blood :-)

Growing up I went shopping more with my father than my mother for clothes. Sure, she dragged us around in search of the perfect handbag or shade of lipstick, but it was my dad who had the eye and talent for dressing his girls stylishly. 

I miss those shopping trips. And I miss my parents...gone but never forgotten....