This writeup over at New York mag pretty much sums up the excitement over the “MObama” trip overseas to London:
MObama’s going to London today with Barack on their first trip overseas since taking office. But never mind what he’s doing at the G20 conference, because MObama’s going to wear clothes. She’s bringing with her a week’s worth of day and evening outfits.
They point out that Michelle is going to meet the Queen, and wonder if she’ll stick with tradition and wear a hat. Will she? Will it be a pillbox style? Maye she’ll reuse the hat for Easter Sunday services like she did her Inauguration sweater? Am I actually blogging about this?!keep looking »
Doesn’t it seem like the city bloomed overnight? My Sidewalk Style subject this week wore a dress that reminded me of the beautiful blossoms I photographed over the weekend.keep looking »
Some of you may have come across this article the other day in the Examiner, which talks about producers in town currently scouting around for a new reality show and listing me as a prospect. I knew it was coming out the night before and thought to myself, “welp, guess I need to address how I feel about this now!” even though um, I have no idea. Of course, as always, I feel comfortable enough with with you all to talk about my mixed feelings about my potential participation in this show. And I say potential because not a thing has been confirmed. I’ve talked to Michelle and Danielle (the scouts…agents?) a few times on the phone and several times in person at events, but only casually so far.
On the one hand, I am an extremely private person (odd, you say, since I blog) and therefore this kind of thing is totally not me. I have no urge to be famous, or pseudo-famous, and in fact I prefer to be somewhat anonymous. I rarely post photos of myself and just basically am not a “self-promoter,” possibly to a fault. Those who’ve read from the beginning might remember the original photobooth image of me in my about section: I had my hair up and wore big sunglasses (Amelie definitely an inspiration there). Having a “public persona” has been easily the biggest challenge for me with the blog. I’m very social, of course, but I think I generally think of myself as a thought-filled, “internal” sort of person.
So even though nothing at all has been set in stone, I have a zillion questions that I may have a hard time answering for myself, even once I know more about the show idea and if they even want me to do it: will the network be able to capture the essence of DC, as I see it and love it and know it? Do I have to be a “character”? Will I be allowed to talk freely about it, with friends and especially on this blog? Because, well, that is part of my reality and part of what seems to interest them about my life here. And I mean, yikes – what will people think of my post-college furnishings?! What about my crappy car? Will people define me by “who I was on the show”? Will people expect me to look perfect and stylish all of the time? Will I regret it if I accept? Will people assume that any changes I make to the blog or that events I plan are results of the show, and not because of well, me? That I wasn’t doing this all along?
On the other hand, I find that I’m totally intrigued by the project. If done well, it could be both wildly fun and exceptionally interesting. The idea behind the show, as I understand it from the limited amount I’ve talked about it, is to reveal the intricate threads of Washington’s unique social web – the way people across various walks of DC life (media, art, journalism, and politics, among them) network, do business, and trade ideas. And again, all with that particular brand of Washington something that you kinda have to live here to really understand. Basically, the exact energy that prompted me to start Project Beltway in the first place. And I’m proud of the voice I’ve been able to add. In a weird way, I feel like I deserve this.
Enough about me, though. Can a show – one with, ideally, a cast as smart and interesting and dynamic as the city itself – capture Washington the way it deserves to be captured?
Whether I’m a part of it or not, I certainly hope so. Stay tuned.keep looking »
…enlist others! That’s what I did this past Saturday when I found myself unable to attend two significant events (ARTINI and Fashion For Paws) that were taking place at the same time. I attended ARTINI in my MK-like dress, above, and Lesley Benn, the flame-haired, couture-wearing fashionista (I’m starting to embrace the word) of Washingtonian Best-Dressed fame, attended Fashion For Paws and contributed her thoughts and photos.
At ARTINI, I sampled some truly couture “artinis” – martinis inspired by works of original art from students at the Corcoran College of Art & Design. One of the mixologists used Capri Sun pouches for their drink, serving up what amounted to a flask-like drink that proved popular with the boys. I am absolutely going to steal that trick for future parties. And the event got an “A” for Absinthe. Not only did several of the drinks feature the legendary brew, but there was an entire Absinthe bar upstairs, where white leather couches were surrounded by trays of white rose bulbs floating in water.
I snapped my Sidewalk Style column wearing a dress that’s pure Spring inspiration (you’ll see her in tomorrow’s column), and can say that I felt, in general, very inspired by some of the looks I saw. Photographer Liz Gorman was there in a fitted yellow skirt, a white v-neck tee, and leather jacket. Knowing her fashion savvy, she probably scored it all for a song (by the way, she’s having a photo show at Tryst this Thursday from 7-9; I think Maria is coming with me). The Washington Post’s communications guru Kris Coratti was there in a killer Marc Jacobs leather dress, and the Corcoran’s own Megan Harmon wore Betsy Johnson’s tiered pink mini-crini skirt that as of yesterday, was in the window of the Georgetown store. And she wore it with silver hi-top Converse! I’m a little mad at myself for not taking more photographs!
Betsy Johnson’s playful frocks also made an appearance cross-town at Fashion For Paws. Here’s Lesley – striking a pose of her own in a wickedly sculptural Comme des Garcons dress – and her photos and account:
Lesley appreciated model Jackie Akoko’s natural swagger (her legs go for MILES) and this PYT, “gorgeous in a strapless Thread Social dress.”
“What a shame that two fun, must-attend District events for me and many of my friends were scheduled on the same night. But when one of them contains both ‘fashion’ and ‘paws’ in the event title, it wasn’t much of a contest from my own standpoint. If there are two things at the top of my love-list, it’s dogs and fashion. So unless a Clive Owen Meet-and Greet was the third, I was on my way to the Italian Embassy on Saturday night for the Washington Humane Society’s third annual Fashion for Paws.
“One of the adorable models from the runway – and her owner, Andrea Rodgers“
The sold-out fashion event seemed to be a massive success, certainly in terms of the lines to get drinks and snag cupcakes. Oh, and of course in terms of the charitable donations to the Washington Humane Society: I think I heard through the slightly muffled sound system a number in the $500,000 range. As I watched the roughly 40 or so DC personalities walking as models on the elevated runway, I couldn’t help but wish for some jeweled panties or fashion road kill moments. Other than a couple of less than cooperative model dogs, the runway show itself wasn’t especially memorable. The looks themselves were provided by a host of stores and designers –many from Saks, but also Betsy Johnson, Lacoste, Caché, Anthropologie, and Nicole Miller, among others. And they were fine, if a bit uninspired in terms of fashion (think conservative, casual, professional) — understandably I suppose, as DC seems to like to live up to its reputation in this respect.
“Lesson: Not wearing black can be a good – very good – thing. Gorgeous in Julie Haus.”
“This woman stood out with great personal style.”
“Just as I wished to see an evening jumpsuit, she walked by!”
Sugared up on Hello Cupcakes and Red Bull and teetering on 5-inch Jil Sander platform pumps, the focus of this fashion lover and the life of her camera’s battery quickly became the crowd, not the runway. At an event for fashion and animal lovers alike, some just loved the animals, I safely concluded. Aside from some egregious violations of the Code of Women’s Undergarments – a handful of visible bras (not just shoulder straps but entire bras!) and then that one otherwise lovely bra-less wonder – the fashion was overall impressive.”keep looking »