get into this guy...

When he speaks... I listen...

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for my fellow curly girls...

http://bglhonline.com/

photography

I don't take pictures, I leave that job to the professionals. All my pictures were taken by Spaceship George or Dawan Wryet Alford.Visit their blogs...

http://www.regalmonarch.com

http://www.spaceshipgeorge.blogspot.com

All Press is Good Press...

Im featured in this article...
http://online.wsj.com/article_email/SB125806880019446147-lMyQjAxMDI5NTE4MzAxNjM4Wj.html

What I Do...

Wikipedia defines a "Wardrobe Stylist" as "someone who picks out clothing worn by people in photo shoots for commercial print, catalogue, television appearances, music videos, concert performances, and any other public appearances made by celebrities, models, or public figures." The profession has been popularized by figures like Rachel Zoe and June Ambrose. One out of five semi fashion conscious people you encounter will describe themselves as a fashion stylist. As simple as the definition sounds, the reality of our work is quite the contrary. There is no skillset to acquire, not class to take. The ability to style is innate. We dress noticably better than everyone else, even on our bad days. The amount of work it takes to succeed in this profession rivals that of doctors and lawyers (I have a tendancy to exaggerate). We begin as lowly fashion assistants at MAJOR fashion magazines. Our work is thankless. Our days are endless. We often work for little to no monetary compensation. A fashion assistant may spend an entire day combing the showrooms of Manhattan, carrying duffel bags twice their size, in the rain, while wearing this seasons most uncomfortable shoes, carrying this seasons hottest bag, looking fabulous and happy. For what? an invite to a party that they're far too tired to attend? standing tickets to fashion week? swag that you editors don't want?
The cherry on top? After all of the clothes are collected, edited, styled, and shot... YOUR finished product finally hits the stands. The heading reads... Styled by: your boss ( who was chilling on a yacht in the south of France while YOU produced the shoot). IS it worth it? Only to those of us who eat, sleep, breath, and dream FASHION. It will all pay off when our names are printed, in bold, next to the words fashion editor, in the masthead of our favorite magazines...

For my latest work see "Boot Camp" on page 132 of Interviews October/ November issue (observe my bosses name sprawled across the page).

Great exSPECtations

Lately Ive become quite obsessed with my specs. They're no longer reserved for nerds and old people, glasses have hit the streets hard. The fashion set has become bespectacled, and I couldn't be more excited! Call it school boy chic... This is a delicate trend to say the least. There's a fine line between geek chic and pain old geek... Follow my lead. Jay Z gave the look its street cred. Kanye gives the hipster stamp of approval. Observe stylist Ronald Burtons Flawless execution. My personal favorites are by Selima Optiques. Oliver Peoples and Paul Smith offer amazing selections as well. You can even snag an affordable pair at American Apparel or Urban Outfitters. Now you can wear glasses at night without looking like an asshole! Just promise me you wont overdo it...

Allow Me to Introduce Myself...

Heres a little bit about me...

Fashion Inspirations:

The Sartorialist, Flea Markets, My Grandmothers closet

Personal Stlye:

If I were to go missing, I could be identified by my jewelry. There are a few pieces I wear EVERY DAY: a purple jade bangle my aunt bought me in Korea, a silver tiffany bracelet, a yurman bangle, a yurman ring, my grandmothers wedding band, a gold ring with a big green stone, and a watch on my right wrist (but im not left handed)

Favorite Designers:

Marc Jacobs, Yves Saint Laurent, Chloe, Alexander McQueen

Most Prized Possession:

A Christian Dior charm necklace my mother bought in Paris for my 18th birthday

The First Thing You Notice about Someone Else:

EYES, closely followed by shoes

Fashion Rules:

Every rule was made to be broken

Never caught wearing:

Im a bag snob, must be designer or vintage, I would not be caught dead with a nameless bag

Favorite Store:

The Brooklyn Flea Market

Most Stylish Moment:

Penelope Cruzs denim jump suit in Blow