So working three jobs, as predicted, is kicking my arse, in turn, making my energy level completely zapped, and leaving no time for fashion shows, Project Runway, browsing style.com, street wear watching, or magazine flipping, all which I find time to normally do. So instead, yesterday, after work, I ran between jobs over to Halls on the Kansas City Plaza to check out some fall collections. Now Halls can be extremely intimidating for several reasons, first of all it is a very high end store. I have always been completely terrified of such places, for absolutely no reason other than the fact that I want to have my own designs in those places one day, so I guess I'm just embarrassed that this dream of mine hasn't yet happened. And secondly, when you live in such a small place your whole life, and realize that there is a whole other world out there, beyond your wildest dreams, that actually exists, of beautiful, breath taking clothes, that you could only pray to maybe one day see in person (or buy), it almost feels like someone knocked the wind out of you and you feel about 1 inch tall. So overwhelming I guess, is how I feel. I once went into the magnificent Yves Saint Laurent a few years ago, in Chicago, to do some research on his fall collection. I tried multiple times to get out of going to the actual store, but my professor wasn't buying it, and I had to suck it up and go in. I remember I was so extremely nervous, that I, this nobody little art student, was going into the GREAT YVES SAINT LAURENT, and this mere thought caused me to almost pass out in the doorway, and twice on the stairs. I was so overwhelmed to be looking at these extraordinary clothes in person, that I couldn't possibly relay how elated and awestruck, and inspiring it is to see these works in person. Plus, the personnel working at Yves Saint Laurent were so extremely professional, yet warm and helpful, it 10, 000% changed my life on that day. So naturally, I am so relieved that I went in there, because not only did transform my life in so many ways for the better, Yves Saint Laurent as you might know, died last summer. So I got to actually SEE his stuff in person. *sigh*
Back on track, so I went into Halls to maybe get a whim of this feeling again. I went straight up to the women's department, and straight to the Prada section. Now let me explain, touching an actual Prada jacket, or dress, is absolutely crazzzzzzy. I actually saw this dress in person, which let me say looks completely different. I feel such a rush of adrenaline, actually knowing this dress was in my, unworthy fingers. Truly, each Prada look was timeless, and the harsh, androgynous edge to Prada, is prevalent when you actually see it.
I then stumbled upon a
gorgeous Jason Wu dress, that made me do a triple take. As you might know, Mr. Wu is most infamous for his designs for the Obama's. This dress is so unbelievably stunning in person, the colors are impeccably perfect. To be quite honest, Jason Wu's entire collection easily stood out as one of the best out of the entire women's department. Mr. Wu is a man that isn't afraid of color, and to take a few risks, and the tiny intricate details of his pieces, will make you have to look so close and study each garment like it's a beautiful piece of art.
Lastly, I did a quick drive-by in the shoes department. That's where I lost it. One word "Prada." The first time I ever saw Prada shoes in person, was on my fashion teacher, Stefani Bay. She had on Prada flats, that I embarrassingly, couldn't stop staring at, wondering if those shoes were responsible for giving her that confident, and luxurious aura, she always had. But now, today was the day that I was going to find out. I saw these Prada shoes, well they look almost like this, minus the Chinese fan contraption, on the above picture. Regardless, I decided it's now or never. I took them down, and gently placed them on my foot. It was, hands down, one of the greatest day of my life. I just wanted to scream, "hello, anyone...I have a PRADA on right now. Isn't it amaaaazing?" but instead, I kept my composure and shaking with excitement, placed it back on the shelf.
*sigh*
And that was my trip to Halls. Until next time...
Back on track, so I went into Halls to maybe get a whim of this feeling again. I went straight up to the women's department, and straight to the Prada section. Now let me explain, touching an actual Prada jacket, or dress, is absolutely crazzzzzzy. I actually saw this dress in person, which let me say looks completely different. I feel such a rush of adrenaline, actually knowing this dress was in my, unworthy fingers. Truly, each Prada look was timeless, and the harsh, androgynous edge to Prada, is prevalent when you actually see it.
