Layer in Aura Colors

Layer in Aura Colors

I once read in a very new-Aggy, very awesome book, that people look best in the colors that most closely match their aura.  I'm sure one could look great in color that contrast their aura as well, what an interesting day that would be.

 This season is, quite arguably, is when we need color most and I am thrilled with the current color riot trend. The key is to pick classic cuts in your favorite vibrant color (maybe one that matches your aura) in this way we can insure that this color tend will last. I particularly, love that all of this color taps into your creative side, the final outfit being a bit art-nerd chic with a vibrant up lift of the color vibes themselves and the compliments of "Wow, you look so great in green!"

 Note the solid gold accessories to make everything pop!

Green Story for Pre-Fall

Rich jewel-greens and a breezy slouchy attitude, are all you need when preparing your ensemble in this great transition season. Tell a story.

Mood Board #4 Prints

                                   

This mood board is all about the prints. Some of my absolute favorites! Notice the origami cat print by Piamita* in the head to toe look and the reptile-esque print on the Anthropologie dress. Adding a whimsical playfulness to the spirit of summer, the looks stay polished by keeping the palates monotone and the silhouettes structured. If the other style elements stay refined then the thoughtful prints really stand out!

  

-This post goes out to my friend Felicity, a true master of print and design. I always imaged her being able to pull of the hot pant striped blazer ensemble!

 More about Piamita

Whites with Brights

 Just think about crisp whites with brights. No one can deny their love for a good blue or true red.

Franny & Campari

Franny who? Franny wears brilliant trousers and holds her hands in a purposeful, suggestive manner. Franny is one in a series of character studies inspired by photos.

Mid-day sun pierces Franny's eyes. Blithely, she positions her hand above her head, reminiscent of a Victorian lady prior to a fainting spell. What lies in the distance. A bird? No. A flock of birds? A ship? No. An Armani-swathed gentleman holding two Campari sodas approaches Franny. The bold color of Campari parallels Franny's belted, chic trousers. The hour strikes 18 30. Aperitivo seems more than appropriate. Franny coyly takes the Campari soda. Tomorrow she will be adorned in her traditional day-time armor. An ideally balanced homme-femme blouse, bright tailored trousers, gold pseudo (faux?)-tie necklace lingering sensually. Sunglasses borrowed from Jackie O's personal collection hide memories of mysteries from the night before. Franny's red, nearly pursed, lips suggest self-imposed alienation, albeit inciting endless invitations. She will accept a few. Politely decline the masses. Friday evening arrives. Franny dons a new-age garden kimono, revisited. She glides from the New York City Ballet to a jazz bar in the East Village as seamlessly as her kimono. White slacks command simplicity and sophistication. Will she accompany Claude or Giovanni to the next bar du jour for Sazeracs? Franny couldn't be bothered to decide. She ponders a spontaneous flight to Oslo or Vienna.

Madeline Pearl at madtothewords.blogspot.com