Get In Touch With Your Inner Devil

Cocaine Princess here.

I love Halloween and everything that is associated with this day. Next to Christmas it's my absolute favorite holiday and really the only one thing about Fall I look forward to. Our large plastic lighted pumpkin was put in the garden a few weeks ago, the glow in the dark skeleton hand has been firmly planted in one of the potted plants alongside with the other traditional decorations-- tombstones, creepy looking goblins and the yellow ‘Caution’ tape.

 

Unless you've been living in a bubble you heard about 'Frankenstorm' aka Hurricane Sandy, right? Our region was put on high alert and we were told we would feel its affect. I admit I was one of those who kept switching back and forth to the 24 hour news channel for updates and listening to the reporters-- Good God Almighty, you’d think the world was coming to an end. I understand this was not a storm to be taken lightly but it was just the way they went about reporting, they more or less put the fear of God in you. As a precaution and just like when there’s the threat of any storm we stocked up on bottled water, dry food and reactor lights to be on the safe side. On Monday night it was reported we would feel the worst of Sandy in the early morning hours of Tuesday. Monday night at 11pm I was laying in bed wide awake {my issue with insomnia have yet to vanish} and watching “Bram Stoker’s Dracula” Throughout the night I got out of bed to look out the window to see the meteorological conditions. It resembled a typical blustery autumn night with leaves blowing around. Fast forward to 5am: I’m working out while watching the news and couldn't believe the devastation Mother Nature’s wrath brought to New York and New Jersey. {My heart goes out to all} The local channel weatherman stated in a dramatic voice, “in a few hours time we too will feel Sandy’s effect....High winds and a heavy downpour of rain......”  Fast forward a few more hours later: Environment Canada officially cancels the storm warning. All I can say is we were very lucky and blessed to have been spared. 

  
Now getting back to Halloween—

As an adult I still feel the same excitement as I did when I was little. The weeks leading to Halloween were and still are the best: the scary movies and the joys of picking out a costume and decorating the house. How fun was it approaching the walkway of a house and getting scared as you made your way through the makeshift haunted house set to creepy special effects music just to receive a piece of candy? Do you recall when you became old enough when you no longer needed to go trick or treating with your parents and were finally allowed to go with your friends instead? There’s really no other time of year I can think of when it’s acceptable to knock on a complete strangers’ door and ask for candy or when you'll see a vampire hanging out with a werewolf. {Being a hardcore 'True Blood' fan I've come to learn vamps and wolves aren't exactly the best of friends} In a nutshell it's an all round fun and awesome holiday to get scared, eat lots of candy and best of all Halloween is the perfect opportunity to get in touch with your inner devil.....or perhaps unleash it.

Rain is in the forecast today and I’m really hoping Mother Nature will change her mind. I’ll feel bad for the wee little ones if they won’t be able to go Trick or Treating and besides I can't wait to gush over them when I see them in their cute costumes. We already stocked up on chocolate. I only and always buy and hand out the good chocolate bars: Mars, Twix, M&Ms, Snickers, etc. If you’re one of those individuals who insists on handing out fruit, dental floss, raisins or anything health related, I'm sorry to say this but then your house truly deserves to be egged and/or toilet papered. 

When it comes to Halloween TV specials no one can outshine “It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.” However, there is one other animated special I also love watching this time of year, “Bugs Bunny Transylvania 6-5000.” Click here to watch the 7minute video. And of course my lovelies know I can't post a Halloween entry without posting a song.....Enjoy!

Halloween: "It's A Perfect Night For Mystery & Horror. The Air Itself Is Filled With Monsters."

Happy Halloween My Loyal And Dear Readers.....Beware Of Things That Go Bump In The Night....BOO!!

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess  
 

It's Ridiculous.....But What Do You Think?

Cocaine Princess here.

As most of you know I love fashion. I live and breathe it. There are those who read and watch sports well I love reading and watching anything related to fashion. What can I say, I have a Passion for Fashion, so when I came across this bit of news it caught my attention.

Back in May 2012, the fashion house Chanel announced their first ever male spokesmodel for the luxury fashion house’s perfume, Brad Pitt. I first thought, “Hmm.....how is this going to work?” Commercially, the brands of the House of Chanel have been personified by fashion models and actresses. The actor was hand picked by designer Karl Lagerfield himself and given that Chanel’s annual revue is €1.809 billion euros I figured the company must know what they’re doing by hiring a male to promote not just any woman’s perfume but one of the world’s most iconic perfumes, Chanel N°5.

The commercial was released 2 weeks ago. Us Weekly's Zach Johnson called the video "sensual," while Vanity Fair's Amy Fine Collins said the choice to cast Pitt as spokesperson showed the French fashion house "subtly circling back to its gender-twisting origins."

My opinion? Well, the first thing to come out of my mouth was, "Poor Coco Chanel, she must be rolling in her grave" followed by "Good Grief!" It's so ridiculous that it’s funny! The ad was directed and shot in black and white by Director Joe Wright - whose previous works include two Keira Knightley movies Atonement and Anna Karenina. The ad features the Hollywood actor standing in an empty room looking to the left, to the right an then up and then down while stating the following: “It's not a journey. Every journey ends, but we go on. The world turns, and we turn with it. Plans disappear, dreams take over. But wherever I go, there you are, my luck, my fate, my fortune. Chanel No.5, inevitable.”  

“The world turns, and we turn with it.”

Brad, what the hell are you talking about? It’s nothing but gibberish and way too serious for a perfume ad. I love Chanel and always will but the company really missed the mark on this one. Oh by the way, the video is part of a $10 million dollar advertising campaign for which Pitt was paid $7 million. Check it out for yourselves:
 

Seriously, Brad Pitt received $7 million for this ridiculous ad? Aye-yi-yi. So, what are your thoughts, my lovelies?  

PS: The ad was spoofed on a recent episode of SNL by Taran Killam. Click here to see that. It's hilarious!

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It’s been one hell of another week for me in terms of not sleeping. I think I may have gotten about 2hours of sleep this week each night. It's so damn frustrating that I don't know whether to laugh, cry or scream. My endless pleas to the Sandman for a restful night's sleep have fallen on deaf ears. So, instead of staring at the ceiling or watching the clock and seeing the minutes go by I've been doing a lot of late night channel surfing, thank God for AMC's Fear Feast! When I wasn't watching TV I would be listening to music in hopes that sweet music would lull me to sleep. No such luck! While on youtube I felt like listening to a power ballad I hadn’t heard in awhile, Send Me An Angel by The Scorpions. It's a beautiful song that gives me goosebumps each time I hear it because of my emotional connection to it. The lyrics are incredible as is the song itself. Little did I know there was an acoustic version of it that was released in 2001 from their "Live in Lisbon" DVD/CD.  This version is so breathtaking and Mathias Jab is absolutely brilliant on the guitar.

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a phenomenal weekend. ~x

XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess

The Idiot Wedding Planner: Laugh or Cry?

Cocaine Princess here.

Just when we thought there was light at the end of the tunnel we were all thrown back into the pit. Out of the frying pan and into the fire! According to the maintenance worker a pipe had burst. The water was ankle deep. Several other maintenance workers were in the banquet room trying to fix the problem. Even if they had gotten rid of the water there still was the problem of the carpet being soaking wet and if that wasn't bad enough, the sprinklers in the room went off-- apparently there was some type of electrical malfunction. The decorations were destroyed. Long story short, the room resembled a swamp and was in no condition to party.

The Panamanian was furious. His face had become so red and given his weight I was concerned his next move would involve him grabbing his left arm and yelling 911. We all looked to the clueless wedding planner who at this point looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She made contact with the resort's manager who expressed his sincere apologies. When asked if there was another banquet hall (by the way, the question was asked by the bride and not by the wedding planner) the manager replied yes and no. Yes, there was another room available but it could only accommodate no more than 20 people and as for the other available rooms, they were already in use. We all just stood there huddled in the corridor. The manager made a suggestion-- to use one of the enormous penthouse suites.

Holding the reception in the penthouse turned out to be a fabulous idea. It was 4000 square feet of luxurious living and 2000 square feet larger than the suite Valentina and I were staying in which lead her to complain to daddy why he didn’t book the ultra penthouse suite for us. 
With the help of the staff furniture was moved, all the food that was to be served during the reception was brought upstairs by the catering staff, 2 bartenders arrived to provide relief to all those who were in need of a stiff drink and to one side the DJ set up his equipment. All was going well except for one teeny, tiny thing. The wedding cake. It had gone missing. Wow, the clueless wedding  planner really had her work cut out for her! First, she decided that holding an outdoor wedding in the blistering heat was acceptable. Second, nearly blinding her guests with an all white wedding theme. I never did find out exactly whose idea it was to go with an all white wedding theme, Topless Barbie or the wedding planner herself. Third, not objecting to Flakey Barbie singing at the wedding. Fourth, the flooded reception room. Okay, that wasn’t entirely her fault but for a wedding planner she wasn’t a very good one. Getting back to the missing cake– it was last seen in the freezer of the resort’s kitchen.  Thankfully it didn’t take long for the cake to be located. It was spotted by hotel security. Yes my Lovelies, security became involved in the case of the missing cake. You’d think a child had gone missing! I guess somebody didn’t get the memo about the reception being held indoors because the cake was located outdoors, to be more specific where the wedding took place. When the cake was brought into the suite there was yet another problem which made Topless Barbie very upset.  

VALENTINA: Oh my God, what now?

First, there was a big chunk missing from the cake. According to the security guard who located the cake, two children were eating it with their little fingers. A cake left out in the open at a kid friendly resort, it was bound to happen, right? Second, the cake’s icing was done in chocolate and not in vanilla and because it had been left out in the sun the six tier cake was leaning to one side. Topless Barbie demanded to know why the cake’s icing was brown instead of white. All eyes went to the brilliant wedding planner who swore up and down she specifically told the cake decorator to ice the cake in vanilla frosting. Once the Panamanian was able to calm his wife, the best man, The Panamanian’s son made a toast. About 30 seconds into his speech the top two tiers of the cake toppled over and fell onto the floor. I looked at the bride. Poor thing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

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I love Halloween. I love everything about it especially the horror movie marathons that air during the month of October. It’s always fun to scare yourself silly. AMC has Fear Fest, 19 straight days of horror movies. One of the movies I saw was “The Frighteners.” As you know I love music. I believe listening to music can do wonders for your health. Anyways, during the credits a song played that caught my ears' attention. Googling the movie’s soundtrack I came to discover it was an oldie, “Don’t Fear The Reaper” by Blue Oyster Cult. Some of you are probably aware of the song and wondering what planet I’ve been living on since I’ve never heard of it until now, but in my defense I didn't grow up in the 70s era. If you haven’t heard it yet it’s worth a listen to. Between 2:33 to 3:36 is an amazing instrumental interlude.

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a phenomenal weekend. ~x

XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess 

 

"I Thought It Was A Rhetorical Question"

Cocaine Princess here.

Never have I been so glad for a long weekend to come to an end. In case you didn't read my post from last week {and if you didn't shame on you!} it was Thanksgiving Long Weekend. Unlike most of my lovelies who live across the border, up here in the Great White North we celebrate Turkey Day on the 2nd Monday in October. 

The festivities began last Friday and carried on until this past Monday. To sum it up it was an "Eat, Drink & Be Merry" kind of long weekend. There was no turkey for me simply because I don't like turkey-- I just never developed a taste for the bird but there was plenty of other delicious food to eat. The long weekend of over~eating consisted of friends coming over for a big meal and going out with friends for a big meal. I had a very hard time controlling my appetite while my sweet tooth had a blast indulging in chocolate cake and pecan pie. 

When Monday {Thanksgiving} arrived it was sister and I’s time to celebrate the holiday and we did so by having a very laid back one and that meant ordering a large pizza and wedges. Is there anything more laid back than ordering take out and eating it on the couch?

Here’s a pic of our meal I posted on instagram.

Later that same evening I was getting my outfit ready for Tuesday, I was heading into the city. Part of getting ready for me includes making sure my purse matches my outfit. Since I selected a black mini sweater dress I decided to go with my black LV Murakami bag. As I was doing the purse transplant (Definition- removing items from one purse and putting them in another) I noticed my driver’s license was missing. It wasn’t where it usually was- behind the plastic window slot in my wallet. “What the hell?” I muttered.  I dumped everything out in my purse onto the floor and searched through the items. No driver's license. Next, I thoroughly examined and checked every single pocket and zipper. No driver’s license. Where the hell could it have gone? It couldn’t have just got up and walked away. I was left baffled. Even though I was dreading it I knew I had to ask sister. I said a silent prayer before doing so.

ME: Have you seen my driver’s license?

SISTER: Why? Don’t tell me you lost it?

ME: Did I say that I did? No.
 
SISTER: Then why would you ask me that question?

ME: Because I can’t find it. I swear I don’t know what happened.

SISTER: When was the last time you took it out?

ME: I don’t know.

And that was the honest truth. It’s not like I’m constantly taking it out of my wallet like my credit card. I thought long and hard and kept drawing a blank.

SISTER: How does one even lose their license?

I remained silent.

SISTER: Hello? I’m talking to you.

ME: I thought it was a rhetorical question.

SISTER: It wasn’t.

ME: I don’t know.

Again, that was the truth.

SISTER: How can you be so careless?

She continued on for another couple of minutes. Now you understand why I was dreading asking her? Whenever I need to ask a simple question from sister that requires a yes or no answer, she must always reply in the form of a lecture.

ME: We don’t know for sure if I lost it, okay? Maybe I misplaced it.  

SISTER: You need to be more careful. Where is your head these days?

ME: Last time I checked it was still attached to my neck.

SISTER: Don’t get cheeky with me.

I ask you my lovelies, how in the world was I being cheeky? She asked a question and I answered it.

The next day I went to the DMV. Most people cringe at the thought of having to go to the DMV but luckily for me one of their offices happens to be located in one of the major malls. See, every cloud has a silver lining.

After patiently waiting 40mins my turn came. I was given a temporary license and was informed I would receive a new one in the mail within the next 30 days.
I’m going to go off topic here and discuss a pet peeve of mine and it involves the mall. To be more specific– the elevator. I entered into the mall on level one. The DMV was located on the ground level so I had to take the elevator. When the elevator doors open why do people who are waiting to board stand directly in front of the doors and rush to step inside? Are they under the impression if they don’t get on right away they will never be able to ride it ever again? I wish some people had the common sense and courtesy to stand a few feet back and allow people to exit in an orderly fashion rather than push their way in without paying any disregard to the people who are trying to exit. Hmm, I feel better now that I’ve vented.

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My loyal and dear readers, it’s finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have an awesome weekend. ~x

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

The Idiot Wedding Planner: The Wounded Cow

Cocaine Princess here.

To review:

I explained maybe they wanted to add personal touches to the ceremony so it wouldn’t be so informal. I felt a little better now that I had a cup full of ice cubes but they were melting right before my eyes so really all I had was a cup filled with water. Valentina and I took turns taking sips. before the microphone was handed to the maid of honor.

VALENTINA: This ought to be interesting considering she can't even put a full sentence together.  

So how was her singing? Hmm, let's just say if Simon Cowell was looking to audition contestants for World's Worst Singer, Flakey Barbie without a doubt would take home the grand prize. I looked through the progamme and no where was it written there would be a portion where the guests' hearing maybe impaired. Everyone was in awe and I don't mean that in a good way either. She dedicated the song "No Ordinary Love" by Sade to the couple.

VALENTINA: I'm about to wet myself from laughter. Whose name shall not be mentioned must be so proud-- he really picked a winner didn't he? 

Never mind the fact FB was off key but she sounded like she was in pain, to be more specific she sounded like a wounded cow and what was worst she continued looking in the direction of the guests and not at the couple whom the song was for. At that point listening to nails on a chalkboard would have been far more better. My God it was nothing short of a horrific massacre! A nightmare! Valentina kept touching her ears to make sure there wasn’t any blood dripping out. Yeah, her singing was that bad. She sang a capella and it was a damn shame she did, had there been music perhaps her God awful voice would have been drowned out in the background and none of us would have been subject to this horror. When she was done there was an enormous applaud. I think it’s safe to say it was because she was done with her singing. Rather than congratulate the bride and groom she curtsied the guests and then blew a couple of kisses in the direction of “whose name shall not be mentioned.” I got to hand it to FB-- although her singing was beyond awful--- she sang with extreme confidence and was giving off a vibe that said, "I don't care what anyone thinks-- I am the greatest singer in the world!" Why didn't whose name shall not be mentioned invest in hiring her a vocal coach? Why didn't he convince her that singing at the wedding would be a bad idea? Does she not know how bad her voice is? How long do you think it took her to memorize the lyrics? How did she memorize these lyrics- she has a short attention span?  These were all questions Valentina kept asking me. Questions I had no answers for because I didn't care. Okay, I admit I was a tad curious to know the answer to question 4. It then came time for the couple to renew their vows and it was at that moment  my cup of melted ice cube water had become empty. It was okay though, I was thoroughly hydrated. Each had written their own vows and the words they spoke were quite lovely-- at least the parts I heard. You see, Valentina wouldn't stop complaining how The Panamanian kept grossing her out. The back of his shirt was soaked to the max and was sticking to his skin. Each time he raised his hand to wipe his forehead you could see his enormous pit stains. I suggested she focus her attention elsewhere, like the bride or even Flakey Barbie who continued to stare at all her guests.

VALENTINA: What is she {Flakey Barbie} doing?

ME: I hope she’s not thinking “would the guests like an encore?”

I stated the above in a low whisper but apparently not low enough because the guest sitting in front of me turned around and said:

GUEST: Bite your tongue.

To be on the safe side I did and it worked because the ceremony was over and the happy couple kissed. Topless Barbie leaned over and planted a wet one on The Panamanian’s lips.

VALENTINA: She looks like a giraffe feeding its’ young.

The entire wedding party stood up and applauded. We were then instructed by the wedding planner to head inside for cocktails before the reception. Now it was my turn to refer to the wedding planner as an idiot! Seriously, I couldn’t understand why the wedding was outdoors and yet the cocktails and reception was to be held indoors?

VALENTINA: I’ve downgraded my opinion of the wedding planner— from idiot to moron.

Regardless of how we both felt we were relieved to be heading inside and once we were indoors everyone breathed a huge and loud sigh of relief. The wedding planner instructed us to head down the stairs and into “Salon Room A” where the cocktails/reception was going to be. Making our way there we noticed several of the hotel maintenance workers carrying wrenches, plungers and wearing rubber boots pass by us. The stairs leading to “Salon Room A” was roped off. The Panamanian demanded to know why and looked at the wedding planner for an answer. Guess what? She didn’t have an answer. Big shock! Fortunately one of the maintenance workers did. And oh boy, it wasn’t good.

A pipe had burst and the cocktail/reception room was ankle deep in water.

To be Continued.

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It’s the 1st long weekend of Autumn for us. On Monday we celebrate “Thanksgiving” A celebration of being thankful for what one has and the bounty of the preceding year.

I am truly thankful and grateful for so many wonderful things in my life.

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Also, did you know today is "James Bond Day." Commenting today, Michael G. Wilson and Barbara Broccoli, producers of SKYFALL, said, “We are absolutely thrilled to be celebrating James Bond’s golden anniversary on film with this special day of events for Bond fans around the world.” 

Singer Adele will be singing the theme song for the latest James Bond film, Skyfall. Click here to listen.

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My loyal and dear readers, it's finally Friday.

Whatever your plans are have a fantastic 1st weekend of October. ~x

XOXOXOXO,

Cocaine Princess 

Finale: Paris Fashion Week

Cocaine Princess here

Today was the last day of Paris Fashion Week and it ended on a bang with 3 of the biggest Fashion Houses.

Louis Vuitton
The show in a word was "BRILLIANT" and it was all about the swinging 60s.

The entrance:

 The set, which consisted of four large escalators with yellow striped steps, reflected the symmetry that ran through the show as models stepped out onto the catwalk in pairs, wearing similar patterns with identical styling.
 

 "Miniskirts, beehives and exposed midriffs galore pointed to one thing: The swinging Sixties are back (viz Moschino's flower power show earlier this week). Simple silhouettes were decked out in Damier, while skirt and trouser suits made an impact in taupe, black and white geometric prints."

Favorite 2 pieces from Louis Vuitton SS13:
 

Miu Miu
Miu Miu SS13 brought out several Hollywood celebrities included Emma Stone, Amanda Seyfried and Dianna Agron.

Amanda Seyfried arriving:

 

Miu Miu's spring-summer 2013 show in Paris had a wintery vibe with lashings of faux fur on coats and stoles with dyed patterning at the brand often seen as Miuccia Prada's baby sister offshoot.

 Elie Saab
Out of the 3 shows this was my favorite. Gorgeous, elegant, sophisticated! The catwalk set of graphic angular moon rocks signalled to fashion insiders even before the show started that Saab would move in this direction.

Elie Saab, master of the va-va-voom silhouette, broke out of his strict mould for his spring-summer 2013 show in Paris. The color of the season was updated to include a beautiful cobalt.

 

 Other pieces from Elie Saab SS13 that are too beautiful for words:

 

 My favorite piece:

It's been a whirlwind of amazing shows for SS13 from NY, London, Milan & Paris & now it's officially over and done with.  Now we must wait 'til Jan/Feb (AW13) for it to start all over again!! I hope all my Lovelies, have enjoyed my coverage.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess.

Day 8: Paris Fashion Week SS13

Cocaine Princess here.

Today there were 3 big name luxury fashion houses that presented their collection for SS13.

Chanel 
The venue for Chanel SS13 was held at the Grand Palais with 13 turbines.  

Guests included Jennifer Lopez and boyfriend Casper. I loved how she and her daughter are both dressed in Chanel.  

Love this dress and don't even get me started on her shoes!

Posted at the show: A No Smoking Sign-- how stylish!

Karl Lagerfield's inspiration: "I started to sketch in St Tropez over the summer and it was so hot I wanted some fresh air." Keeping in theme with the turbines, many of the tweed outfits had a solar panel pattern theme that was worked into the outfits.

Floaty, chiffon sheer dresses:

Let's talk about Chanel accessories:

The famous Chanel Hula Bag!

After the show, Lagerfeld, wearing a candy-cane stripe cravat and signature fingerless gloves, was asked what his secret was. "There is none," he replied, looking perplexed. "Work."  

Valentino
It was all about seduction and elegance at Valentino SS13. One word to describe the collection, gorgeous!

My favorite piece from Valentino SS13:

 Iconic Valentino Red:

 Pure Elegance:

Alexander McQueen 

Backstage before the show:

Brilliant creative director Sarah Burton on her SS13 Collection:
"It was bringing back the silhouette of the house and embracing the female form - the hip and bust. But there was a lightness to it. It still felt erotic but not overt," explained Burton backstage after the show, joking that "most women are worker bees" - which made then for the perfect collection match.

Sarah Burton for the finale:

Tomorrow: Day 9: Paris Fashion Week.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess

Day 7: Paris Fashion Week

Cocaine Princess here.
  
Tuesday October 2nd:

UPDATE:       Hedi Slimane disappoints critics at YSL debut"

Another epic day in fashion at Paris Fashion Week. Last week the fashion world held their breath as they waited on pins and needles for Raf Simmons to present his debut line for Dior SS13. Today, Hedi Slimane for YSL (Saint Laurent Paris) presented his line. Before I get to that let's talk about another big name fashion house who presented her collection for SS13.

Stella McCartney 
The venue was held at the  Opéra Garnier, quite possibly one of the most opulent venues yet. Check out the pictures from inside:

The runway:

The cool invite: A hologram type card with sunglasses made out of a bendy straw:

As expected it was a big celebrity affair with Salma Hayek and her hubby in attendance as well as Jerry and Jessica Seinfeld. Kate Moss sat along side proud Papa Sir Macca and his wife, Nancy Shevell. 

Pieces included dresses with an an elliptical curve in bright summery colors.

Having recently designed the Olympic uniforms for the British team, Stella still had sports on her mind by using jersey and mesh material.

Peplum Top:

(Stella on the runway taking her bow)  Her inspiration: "Clothing wise, I wanted texture reflected on light, feminine fabrics mixed with a masculine look."

Hedi Slimane
The venue was held at the Grand Palais Porte. I thought it was interesting the banners hanging outside said "YSL" which brought a smile to my face. I can't speak for everyone but to me "YSL" sounds far more elegant and just rolls off the tongue than "SLP."

 
The invite:

Guests included France's first lady Valérie Trierweile. Designers Azzedine Alaïa & Riccardo Tisci were also present. According to show notes it read "A Pierre." Hedi Slimmane dedicated the show to his partner Pierre Berge.

The show began by the ceiling opening:

Heavy duty sound system at the show-- music courtesy of Daft Punk and Junior Kimbroug:

Although the main color was black, the collection was incredible! It was "Stevie Nicks meets Bianca Jagger!" His pieces featured strong shoulder blazers, suede fringe jackets, capes, floor length boho dresses.

I loved the use of wide brim fedora hats-- similar to what Bianca Jagger wore on her wedding day in 1971.

Criss~Cross laces paid homage to the late, great Yves

The smoking jacket received a modern update:

Love the long leather gloves. Seriously, how brilliant is this look?!

My favorite piece:

Well done, Hedi. A collection worthy of an applaud. "Yves St. Laurent would be proud" 

Tomorrow: Day 8 Paris Fashion Week.

XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess