This week has been hectic and I apologize for the lack of posts! Monday was my birthday and although it started out pretty stressful, my night ended at a Kanye themed party with some good people. The week has been a blur, and I promise I will upload photos from Bath, but today I wanted to post some photos from my trip to Cambridge! I got to visit the university and the town yesterday and it was absolutely magnificent. We spent the day touring a couple of the colleges on the campus, eating at the pub, doing some shopping and just enjoying the view. We ended the tour by punting down the river; the English version of a gondola ride. It was magnificent, especially considering the city is almost 2000 years old and the university is over 800 years old! Cambridge is further north than London and I knew it was going to be chilly so I dressed accordingly. I ended up looking like a giant blog of gray and pink because I knew I was going to be outside and I wanted to be warm! Nonetheless, I grabbed my pink oxfords, my cheetah scarf and a beanie to keep cozy. I had to take the cheesiest photo possible, obviously. The views we had down the river while punting were absolultely incredible. Not to mention the fact that we got to curl up with some tartan blankets. It was cold, but really, who can complain!?
Where did you adventure to this weekend?!
I think I like fashion because it’s in its own sort of realm of reality; it plays like a fantasy, almost like your favorite song. Of course fashion is all a glamour; a veil of beauty, of delusion. Fashion isn’t some sort of prophetic fairy tale, dying to rescue the promise of perfection for its seeker. Fashion is an escape, a way to clear your mind and change your perception.. If you’re lucky enough to have the privilege of fashion, you’re lucky enough to be able to create whoever it is you want to be, regardless of authenticity. I’ve been playing with shape and silhouettes lately, perhaps because I’m trying to find where my soul fits into this world, where I can make my mark. Fashion is a mental escape for me, a place to focus on when I need to be present and intentional. School work, internships, blogging, writing, are all ways for me to find my own sort of space and reality. Fashion is intentional for me, it’s inspiring and it’s humbling. It is for me, outer purpose. On Friday I went to see the Guy Bourdin exhibit at the Somerset House. Bourdin had an incredible penchant for really and truly creating incredible fashion images. Bourdin was meticulous in planning out every single shot he took; he knew exactly how he needed to set everything up and create the perfect lines and lighting and whatever else was necessary for his final piece to work. Bourdin was intentional, he was incredible, he was an artist who took pride in every single step. I highly recommend this exhibit to anyone interested in fashion or photography or art in general. The Somerset house is absolutely beautiful as well, it was truly a sight, especially as it got darker in the afternoon. I wore an all black ensemble with some patent details and a coat from Zara, warm and practical considering the nature of London’s weather, very unpredictable.Shirt, coat and necklace: Zara/ Leggings: Joe’s Jeans/ Bag: BCBGeneration/ Boots: Jeffrey Campbell/ Necklace: Primark/ Beanie: Unif/ Shirt (around waist): H&M
I hope you all found some escapr this weekend.
PS: My twin Alexandra Herstik, @alexyael, kindly edited these for me. Thanks twin.
It’s been a long, long week. I got to London last Saturday, and had orientation until Friday. Although I’m pooped, it’s been amazing! Friday wrapped up orientation at London College of Fashion and it was easily my favorite day of the week. We started at 10:30 in the morning with a class entitled “The Idiosyncrasy of being British”, which was followed by a scavenger hunt of sorts around the city. We went to different parts of London, from Soho to the art district, and got to explore and take in the culture and it was just wonderful. The weather’s been amazing, but I also love dreary, gloomy weather, so London is ideal. It’s been around 50 degrees Fahrenheit although it was 30 last week. It’s windy and it gets rainy and it’s everything I could ever want.
As someone who is consistently cold, I have gotten very good at layering. My typical outfit here is a long sleeve shirt (or a thin-ish sweater depending how cold it is), a sweater, leggings, boots, socks, a coat, a beanie, gloves and an oversize purse. There’s no air conditioning here so when I get too hot (like whenever I walk inside after walking around) I just take of a layer and stick it in my bag. Works like a charm! I haven’t had time to take some proper photos, but I did get some outside the Royal Academy. It was very pleasant on Friday so I was able to layer with my leather jacket. Perfect.
Jacket: Express/ Leggings: Zara/ Bag: BCBGeneration/ Boots: Jeffrey Campbell/ Necklace: Primark/ Beanie: PacSun
I was caught mid-laugh when I had a friend photobomb me. I’ve realized recently that I either look so happy that I’m going to explode or that I look like I just murdered someone, here’s proof against the latter. Anyway, I had more adventures this weekend, but that’s for another post. Happy Sunday one and all. Here’s to a wonderful week.
If there’s anywhere that I can be a fashion alien, it’s London. Years of pretending I was living in New York City and dressing however I wanted has finally paid off; I’m in the city that literally doesn’t care how different you are. I am finally in a place that fosters being weird and off the wall and YOURSELF. I want to really explore my style and take risks and today, I decided to do just that. Today, I decided to rock the alien mini buns, but I didn’t want my ears to freeze off so I decided to pair it with a head wrap. I’m a fan. My ears were warm, my hair was out of my face, what more could I want?!I paired my alien buns with an all black outfit. A black sweater under a black fuzzy sweater, some high waisted leggings, my Jeffrey Campbell Chelsea boots and a bag and necklace I got from Primark and an oversize parka. I’m all about this UAL sign and I’ve dubbed it my selfie station.I’m still in awe of the things I get to see while walking to class. This city is absolutely beautiful and I can’t wait to explore more once classes begin and I have some free time. I just wanted to post a quick update and some photos. Tomorrow is my last day of orientation and I have the weekend free before classes start on Monday! I can’t believe I’ve been here for almost a week. I will be updating with better photos and more regular posts once I have more of a rhythm going.
Until next time lovers,
It’s happened, folks. I said goodbye to America and jumped the great pond. I am officially in London.To say London is beautiful is an understatement The city is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. London is a city rooted in history yet she tells a really new and vibrant story. London is a hub for musicians, designers, fashion lovers.. there’s a reason London is the fashion capital you move to if you want to make a name for yourself. If you can’t find inspiration from the buildings and people and stories that fill up the city, then you probably can’t find inspiration anywhere. London is old school meets new school, and that’s pretty great. One thing that shall be noted as well; I love going to USC, but I have seen more well dressed men in three days here than I have seen in almost three years in Columbia. There’s an elegance to this city that is mirrored by the people who live in it. It is truly magickal.I left Friday night and arrived Saturday morning. I was tired and somewhat sleep deprived when I got to London, but after coming to my loft and meeting my wonderful roommates I was instantly awake. We took a brief walking tour around the Bloomsbury and then had orientation. Walking around the city was incredible; it is more than anything I could ever expect. Yesterday was filled with more orientation, and an absolutely beautiful walking tour of central London; Big Ben, the Parliament building, Buckingham Palace, Trafalgar Square and a lot of other amazing places. It was the coldest it’s been all winter apparently, but nonetheless, it was a perfect London evening. I ended my night with a familiar face from school who was visiting his family, some good food and a drink at a classic pub. It was wonderful.
There’s something strangely comforting about being in a new city. Perhaps it hasn’t hit me that I’m so far from home, but as strange as it is, I’m not uneasy here at all. I live with wonderful people, and I’m not very uneasy about getting lost because I know it will happen, and I know I will be okay. If there’s any time to find balance and presence in a current situation, it’s now. Today I had orientation at London College of Fashion, so no photos were taken. I snapped some photos yesterday of the beautiful city and a couple of classic tourist photos because I couldn’t resist.
To new cities, new schools, new friends and new stories.
Until next time,