Eyebrows

Eyebrows certainly shape the face. The most revered beauties of generations before and until now have had great eyebrows…eyebrows that lay low from the inner corner of the eye and are full until the arch and decrease at the tail are always great eyebrows, but the clownish eyebrow always gets me. Why? Why would you think this is a good look?

The Clown

 

 

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It is called “the clown” because it has its similarities with the clown’s eyebrow. It gives a woman a“surprised” look!

 

 

 

Sultry, sexy eyes are like this:

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FOTS 2013

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FOTS 2013 travellishion

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FOTS 2013 travellishion

Since 2004, Y’Anad Burrell has been producing, curating, and continuing the longest and largest running yearly fashion show in the Bay Area. Unlike SF Fashion Week that has been quite unpredictable, Fashion on the Square, a.k.a. FOTS, has dedicated its presence in the industry to remind the world that San Francisco should not be forgotten on the fashion map. Burrell incorporates her passion for charity work and eye for talent within the community to give not only the up-and-comers a chance, but to also showcase veteran designers’ work through FOTS.

FOTS 2013 designer line-up consisted of:

b michael AMERICA (NYC)

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Proudly made in USA, B Michael presented a 60’s inspired line of sheath dresses in brocade or metallic threading with standing boat neck collars, mini jackets, and 3/4 sleeves.

Roc Rio

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Based in San Francisco, Roc Rio wooed the crowd with ripped eye-candy. The looks were casual, raw and unorthodoxed reminiscent of scenes from a movie like Mad Max, but sans all of the dark leather.

Sean John

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Styled by Burrell herself, Sean John’s line was a bit preppy, a bit colorful, and all around casually cool. These looks should be the staple for weekend menswear, or daily menswear for that matter!

Fresh Faces of FOTS: Student Designers:

Ali Thornton of CCSF

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Thornton premiered her exposed cage dress with floral adornments and Chiquita-esque headdress which deemed for craftsmanship and theatrics for a dramatic entrance for a student designer.

Cindy Quach of AAU

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Quach was awarded a special internship from Project Runway’s Elena Slivnyak with her futuristic metallic and brocade open-back dresses.

Daisy Dickerson of College of Alameda

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Dickerson showcased interesting lantern sleeves for her inaugural launch with a centered birdcage fascinator!

Tasa Gleason of College of Alameda

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Gleason’s take on the essentials of flourishing life gave the onlookers perspective that fashion also thrives from beyond the roots of nature.

Lauren Barisic

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So Barisic kind of played the teacher’s pet, i.e. convincing the producer (Burrell) to allow her to showcase not one, but nine of her designs. Basically, Barisic presented a complete collection as a student. She opened with a cute white-furred pooch so fitting of the tartan/plaid image. 1930’s menswear was reinvented. Her combination of black-and-red plaid and leopard print could be the next neutral. Her velvet leggings are a must for this fall and winter.

As the finale, a retrospective and relaunch of fifteen year’s work of SF’s industry leader in design: Colleen Quen

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Quen known to be “inspired by nature,” is undoubtedly influenced by culture and architecture exquisitely represented through her artistry and ingenuity. Just as she is known to overcome fabrics’ gravity in her favor, she is relentlessly winning her battle with breast cancer. Congratulations to fifteen years of your work, and certainly, congratulations to your healthy recovery.

FOTS 2013 was held on August 18th at the Intercontinental Hotel in San Francisco.

Style: SF

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Lifestyle: Philadelphia

I forgot which foodie show I was watching when they proclaimed Philadelphia to be one of the revered cities to seek luxury. I am not quite so sure about luxury related to today’s standards, but this underrated city certainly became my favorite city outside of my beloved coastal cities. I easily fall in love with international cities because of their uniqueness, but with US cities, I usually find myself bored with the run-of-the-mill surroundings and conservative American food.

However, Philly brings the exuberant ideals of the “American Dream” to the forefront for any traveler to experience. Just the embedded history as the nation’s originating capital should bring in tourists even from its own backyard. Add to that, the charm of the well-preserved architecture, the culturally diversified abundance of really good food, friendly locals, and, get this, no sales tax on sartorial needs which should make this city the ultimate destination to explore within the parameters of the contiguous United States.

Alright, I will admit that although I love to glorify the fuzzy feelings of cities I have frequented, what is most important to me is the memorable food. You can take photos of everything that is stagnant and have hazy recollections whilst viewing them, but nothing spikes the memory than food which lingers in your taste buds light-years after that initial visit.

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My first stop in my month-long, recurring layovers to Philadelphia was the Monk’s Cafe. With all Belgian watering holes, what is a must with the famed bier is its mussels in varying broths and chips.

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The Reading Terminal Market boasts almost everything under the sun. If I had more time, I would have visited here every single day, just to taste all of its vendors. A big part of this market was the far left side of the building dominated by the Pennsylvania Dutch, a.k.a Amish. At the mercy of the Amish were puffy and sweet baked goods, quintessential breakfast foods mostly consisting of scrapple and creamed chicken and waffles, and cheese galore. What is scrapple, you ask? I never knew until I tried it. The name is quite synonymous to what it sounds to be. It is scraps of some sort of meat; specifically pork (by the urbandictionary.com: snouts, tails, hooves, hearts, lips, ears, assholes, eyeballs, livers, spleens, and tongues) combined with cornmeal and spices cooked to a mush. WTF did I just eat? I must love Philly that much to stomach such an atrocity. Aside from my astonishing discovery, there was freshly made Indian, Thai, Southern, cookies, honey, you-name-it-you-got-it food.

   

During my last layover to this extraordinarily underestimated city, I incessantly announced to my crew that I craved raw oysters. My coworker was surely ambivalent as she was uncomfortable with the notion of raw shellfish especially from a non-oceanic city. Well, whatever. At least I purposefully avoided the “case of the Monday’s” associated with restaurateurs’ Chef’s Specials for week-old, land-grazing meats, and especially flesh from the sea. Surprisingly, I found that Philadelphia had the most fresh and plentiful seafood from God knows where? That Reading Terminal Market I mentioned before also had seriously crazy seafood. There were Amazonian-sized shrimp, glorious fish seemingly from around the world, and famed lobster and crab from Maine. I had my fix of oysters from the Oyster House near Rittenhouse Square. It was a buck per oyster during happy hour, so what would an oyster-fiend do? Order a dozen, just for myself. The oysters were local. I expected a murky taste as most Atlantic oysters perpetuate. However, they were neither here nor there. They were quite refreshing, yet not crisp as Pacific oysters. Interesting. I believe they were from the river. Not realizing how large American clams could grow and not knowing Americans would eat these badboys raw, I thought ordering only a half-dozen of clams would just wet the palate with itsy-bitsy clams. Gee, was I wrong. These clams were super-meaty. A bit too filling and gargantuan to me.

I did though, as my last resort to my ode to the historic Philadelphia, scarf down my last local oyster and NJ clam, and downed the inklings of the Pinot Grigio from the carafe and called it a wondrous night.

Style: In Flight

Totally smart.  Smart was the encompassing word that came to my mind when I noticed Wilson Standish and his style. I am usually bored out of my mind when I am the “greeter of the flight repetitively welcoming the monotonous business traveler or the self-righteous yet trashy once-a-decade-traveler, but Wilson got everything right. From the most appropriate hair to the tortoise-shell eyeglasses to the neutrally colored and fitting shirt and pants, the pop of color from the socks down to the brown shoes made me purse my lips and speak like an Italian in my mind, “perfetto,” of course with the hand gestures to go a long with it.

Lifestyle: Denver

Out of all the cities I have chances to frequent, Denver surprised me with such charm and character this time around. Although the heat was a bit too much for my taste, a balmy 96F, it was bearable because of the dryness of the heat and the refreshing libations my colleague and I treated ourselves to, local beer sampling and Moscow Mules. After my first ever Moscow Mule, I’ve been daydreaming about that concoction and when I can get my hands on those ice-cold, beautiful copper mugs with that crisp and intoxicating prize inside…down the hatch again.