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Wednesday, February 28, 2007
A Vogue Confession
I must confess. I love Vogue magazine. I love the really thick issues with 600 pages of different fashion looks. I love getting lost in the fashion, the makeup and the shoes. Did I mention the shoes? Oh how life would be different if I could wear those shoes… sadly my knee surgeon approved Doc Martin’s just don’t go with Dolce & Gabbana.
I love how the clothes aren’t just clothes, each bold, brazen, colorful and textured creation tells a story. A story of attitude and confidence. A story that dares to be original and creative. A story of a woman who isn’t afraid to dress her body as if she were painting a Picasso. The clothes exude power.
I love how Vogue uses makeup to fill in the cracks of the story. The looks are dramatic, thought provoking, not just an after thought. Even when its barely there… Vogue does makeup right. In my cosmetic years I wanted to create Vogue looks for fashion model photo shoots or movie makeup magic. Instead I made ordinary women feel beautiful.
Vogue knows Beauty. Vogue isn’t afraid to take risks. That’s what I love most about Vogue.
I want to be Vogue.
I must confess. I love Vogue magazine. I love the really thick issues with 600 pages of different fashion looks. I love getting lost in the fashion, the makeup and the shoes. Did I mention the shoes? Oh how life would be different if I could wear those shoes… sadly my knee surgeon approved Doc Martin’s just don’t go with Dolce & Gabbana.
I love how the clothes aren’t just clothes, each bold, brazen, colorful and textured creation tells a story. A story of attitude and confidence. A story that dares to be original and creative. A story of a woman who isn’t afraid to dress her body as if she were painting a Picasso. The clothes exude power.
I love how Vogue uses makeup to fill in the cracks of the story. The looks are dramatic, thought provoking, not just an after thought. Even when its barely there… Vogue does makeup right. In my cosmetic years I wanted to create Vogue looks for fashion model photo shoots or movie makeup magic. Instead I made ordinary women feel beautiful.
Vogue knows Beauty. Vogue isn’t afraid to take risks. That’s what I love most about Vogue.
I want to be Vogue.
Labels: Beauty, Cosmetics, Dolce and Gabbana, Fashion, Makeup, Models, Vogue
I can't say I read Vogue all that much, but you make it sound so tempting. The next time I feel like visiting my feminine side, I'll go to Essentials, pay more than a guy should for a hair cut, and pick up a copy of Vogue.
There is just something about the right colored lipstick (for me) that makes me feel like a whole new woman! Or a new outfit, or the perfect color eye shadow. Why is that?
Vogue reminds me of Madonna's song. And it makes me want to strike a pose.
I *adore* the photography in Vogue! The makeup, the lighting, the camera, the models, the costumes ... that's right; COSTUMES. Each photo is a work of Art, all on it's own. It's like Theatre, jumping right out at you from each glossy page!
And I'm with you on the shoes. They wouldn't go with my lifestyle at all, but (sigh) aren't they just delicious?
Ryan, Yes do visit your feminine side sometime and look through a Vogue magazine... you'll be surprised at the ART and photography inside.
Norma, I always feel great when I wear red lipstick!
Jenraven, I too adore the photography and art in Vogue! And yes, I would call it ART. There is no other word for it.
*sigh* the shoes...
My favorite lipstick for a long time was called "Wine Me Dine Me red" I don't remember what brand it was? I also don't remember why I stopped wearing it? Maybe it was replaced by another favorite? Who knows?
i want to be vogue, too!
Its been a while since I've seen some daring lipstick.