Back in Buenos Aires!

Buonasera!!

La verdad que después de volver de un viaje siempre cuesta arrancar y más si venis de conocer otros países, otras culturas, otra gente.

Hace una semana regresé de mi viaje por Europa. Visité cinco ciudades maravillosas: Madrid, Toledo, Paris, Venecia y Roma.

Cada uno de esos lugares con un pasado, una vida y un futuro.

Como en todo viaje, algo que es natural en nosotras además de recorrer y conocer nuevos horizontes, no podemos dejar de ver la moda en donde quiera que vayamos.

Y así fue...como ya era primavera, muchas cosas de invierno ya no habían y las cosas de verano estaban llegando.

Los colores que se imponian son los azules, rojos y blancos. El estilo marinero estaba impregnado en las grandes tiendas como H&M, Punkie, Zara entre otras...

Las camperas de jean, las remeras a rayas, los pantalones babucha en todos sus variantes pero sobre todo en jean, pantalones beige de gabardina, maxi bolsos y carteras, chaquetas marineras, las chaquetas con chatarreteras fueron un boom pero del invierno pasado por lo que seguramente este invierno en Buenos Aires se veran en varios lugares.

H&M - Gran Via Madrid

En Madrid podemos encontrar sobre la Gran Vía (calle principal) muchisimas tiendas para hacer compras. La mayoría de estas casas como H&M, Punkie, Pull & Bear, Zara, Springfield entre otras más son maxi tiendas de ropa de más de dos pisos, algunas tienen tres y hasta cuatro llenos de ropa, calzado, bolsos.



Pull & Bear



Son mini shoppings donde puedes pasar varias horas buscando diferentes propuestas. Además la calidad de la prendas son muy buenas!

En Paris las Galeries Lafayette se destacan porque son como un clásico por donde debes pasar si de moda quieres hablar. También está el centro comercial Forum des Halles con una amplia variedad en precios.

En venecia Santa Lucia (la isla) no encontré tiendas económicas. El lugar esta repleto de locales de grandes diseñadores de lujo: Louis Vuitton, Roberto Cavalli, Bottega Veneta, Pucci, Salvatore Ferragamo, Cartier, Rolex, Fendi, entre otras.

En Roma pasamos por Via Nazionale donde encontraremos varias casas importantes, sobre la Via Tuscolana podremos recorrer distintas tiendas de ropa con precios más accesibles, en las mismas están los vendedores ambulantes ofreciendo calzados por 10 euros!!! entre otras cosas que venden.

Espero que les resulte de utilidad algunos de estos datos sobre moda, con respecto a mi viaje en si: Estoy relatando todo con detalles y tips para ayudarlos en planear un viaje ya que si tienen la oportunidad de hacerlo descubriran lo bello que es viajar, conocer otras culturas y volverán con una visión distinta de las cosas.

Si están interesados este es mi Diario de Viaje: Europa 2011

Estoy escribiendo los capitulos estos días, les pido que porfavor me tengan paciencia!

El post de hoy fue más personal que de costumbre porque quería contarles por donde estuve este último tiempo y el motivo por el que no actualice mi blog.

De nuevo a las pistas muchachas!!

Since I don't (yet)

Ribbed-collar leather bomber by TRF
$149.95, in Zara stores worldwide

Since I don't (yet)

Ribbed-collar leather bomber by TRF
$149.95, in Zara stores worldwide

For every two that get away...

Before I show you pictures of two of the three items I picked up last Friday - the third set, of my high-waisted gunmetal A-line skirt with deep center-pleat, unfortunately, was too blurry to share - let me first say that even though this new Zara in Penn Quarter has a more pleasing-to-the-eye layout and is a heck of a lot more convenient to scoot to (think 15 minute walk versus 40 minute walk) than the Georgetown location, after one visit with mixed results on both inventory and atmosphere, I'm firmly committed to a Georgetown first, Penn Quarter second shopping strategy.

I never thought I'd miss the flocks of oversized sunglass wearing, leggings-and-flats rocking, Longchamp totes toting campus girls that often stand between that last size-S swing jacket and me, but frankly, I'd rather be around them than a busload of high-schoolers who have time to burn after their tour of the International Spy Museum and before dinner at Fuddruckers.

There's just something about braces and hooded sweatshirts that I don't really want around my shopping experience, you know?

And on that nose-in-the-air note...

Treasure #1:
olive trench with A-line skirt and fold-up/down exaggerated collar ($99)

"I hadn't planned on a trench purchase, but this one...my goodness, how perfectly would it complement all the neutrals in my closet, not to mention that wishlist waspie I keep expecting my anonymous sugar daddy to send me in the mail?"

"That's right, saleslady, I'm taking pictures. Of myself. In the mirror. In front of everyone. It's called vanity. And hey, don't think I didn't see that eyebrow raise when I told you I needed the XS -- see, I did need it."

Treasure #2:

cowl-necked, tiered cap-sleeved holly red satin sheath ($149)

"True, satin is a bitch to keep wrinkle-free and I do already have a red party dress with an of-interest neckline, but I'm pretty sure the extra six inches on this one will afford me the ability to sit, walk without fear of a boyshort-peek and if I get nibbly, bend over to pick up a cheese-cube off the crudite tray. I'll save the other one for drinks with the engaged ex and this one for the work party. Perfect. Just like my LC pose."

"Now I ask you, would a Thai rent-boy be able to pull off red satin this fant-ass-tically? He would? Even better? You've seen it? Sh*t."
"Ze neckline! Ooooh ze neckline! Me love! Me must get!"

As a totally unrelated aside, can I please ask where the smack the new Rilo Kiley album was when I desperately needed it a year six months two Fridays ago? The surprisingly sweet upbeat-edness of the first and fourth tracks - "Silver Lining" and "Breaking Up" - is just the kind of go-ahead-and-be-sad-but-not-too-sad lyrical diversion I should have been using to dress my wounded heart instead of pummeling it with constant replays of "Back to Black," "Reason Why" and the song that closed last night's episode of Tell me you love me.

But enough about that -- please to enjoy Rilo Kiley's "Silver Lining":

(top photo courtesy of PQgirl)

For every two that get away...

Before I show you pictures of two of the three items I picked up last Friday - the third set, of my high-waisted gunmetal A-line skirt with deep center-pleat, unfortunately, was too blurry to share - let me first say that even though this new Zara in Penn Quarter has a more pleasing-to-the-eye layout and is a heck of a lot more convenient to scoot to (think 15 minute walk versus 40 minute walk) than the Georgetown location, after one visit with mixed results on both inventory and atmosphere, I'm firmly committed to a Georgetown first, Penn Quarter second shopping strategy.

I never thought I'd miss the flocks of oversized sunglass wearing, leggings-and-flats rocking, Longchamp totes toting campus girls that often stand between that last size-S swing jacket and me, but frankly, I'd rather be around them than a busload of high-schoolers who have time to burn after their tour of the International Spy Museum and before dinner at Fuddruckers.

There's just something about braces and hooded sweatshirts that I don't really want around my shopping experience, you know?

And on that nose-in-the-air note...

Treasure #1:
olive trench with A-line skirt and fold-up/down exaggerated collar ($99)

"I hadn't planned on a trench purchase, but this one...my goodness, how perfectly would it complement all the neutrals in my closet, not to mention that wishlist waspie I keep expecting my anonymous sugar daddy to send me in the mail?"

"That's right, saleslady, I'm taking pictures. Of myself. In the mirror. In front of everyone. It's called vanity. And hey, don't think I didn't see that eyebrow raise when I told you I needed the XS -- see, I did need it."

Treasure #2:

cowl-necked, tiered cap-sleeved holly red satin sheath ($149)

"True, satin is a bitch to keep wrinkle-free and I do already have a red party dress with an of-interest neckline, but I'm pretty sure the extra six inches on this one will afford me the ability to sit, walk without fear of a boyshort-peek and if I get nibbly, bend over to pick up a cheese-cube off the crudite tray. I'll save the other one for drinks with the engaged ex and this one for the work party. Perfect. Just like my LC pose."

"Now I ask you, would a Thai rent-boy be able to pull off red satin this fant-ass-tically? He would? Even better? You've seen it? Sh*t."
"Ze neckline! Ooooh ze neckline! Me love! Me must get!"

As a totally unrelated aside, can I please ask where the smack the new Rilo Kiley album was when I desperately needed it a year six months two Fridays ago? The surprisingly sweet upbeat-edness of the first and fourth tracks - "Silver Lining" and "Breaking Up" - is just the kind of go-ahead-and-be-sad-but-not-too-sad lyrical diversion I should have been using to dress my wounded heart instead of pummeling it with constant replays of "Back to Black," "Reason Why" and the song that closed last night's episode of Tell me you love me.

But enough about that -- please to enjoy Rilo Kiley's "Silver Lining":

(top photo courtesy of PQgirl)

When clothes you want to fit *don't* - a heartbreak in two parts

The successes from yesterday's trip to the new Zara in Penn Quarter/Metro Center to be celebrated in full, photographic glory on Monday. Get excited, too, because I took so many pictures in the two hours I was there that I even received my first concerned, "Um, Ma'am, is everything all right in there?"

Oh, and it was - "all right" and then some - but you'll have to wait a couple more days to see those treasures.

For now, let's focus on the tragedies, those two pieces that could have and would have added so much texture and additional-permutation potential to my Fall/Winter wardrobe had they just been a bit more...how shall I say, forgiving.

Heartbreak #1:

the ivory asymmetric, ruffle-front silk halter blouse ($39)

"So me. That's all I can think, this is so me. The neckline, the ruffling, the neutral color. I could wear it with my high-waisted wide-legged trousers, my high-waisted skirts, my...wait a minute, is that my nipple?"

"Unless I want to walk around hiding my bit's bit, not to mention show off a mid-section full of one-size-too-small wrinkle-age, I better put this in the 'no' pile."

Heartbreak #2:

brown tweed pencil sheath with front pocket-pouch ($99)

"Love love LOVE the rolled collar. And those half cap-sleeves - I don't have a single work dress with sleeves like these. The top half is snug, but once I wear a bra with less embellishment and less up-and-out push, it could totally work..."
"Okay, yeah, this is tight. Really tight. This is creeping up on KimKar-in-Hervé-Léger tight. It could still work, though, if I have Alicia let it out an inch and I wear my new Slim Cognito."
"This is not good. This reminds me of the time when _____ left me in Coach to sit by himself in First Class because it was 'more comfortable'. This is the point when I know I need to walk away."

When clothes you want to fit *don't* - a heartbreak in two parts

The successes from yesterday's trip to the new Zara in Penn Quarter/Metro Center to be celebrated in full, photographic glory on Monday. Get excited, too, because I took so many pictures in the two hours I was there that I even received my first concerned, "Um, Ma'am, is everything all right in there?"

Oh, and it was - "all right" and then some - but you'll have to wait a couple more days to see those treasures.

For now, let's focus on the tragedies, those two pieces that could have and would have added so much texture and additional-permutation potential to my Fall/Winter wardrobe had they just been a bit more...how shall I say, forgiving.

Heartbreak #1:

the ivory asymmetric, ruffle-front silk halter blouse ($39)

"So me. That's all I can think, this is so me. The neckline, the ruffling, the neutral color. I could wear it with my high-waisted wide-legged trousers, my high-waisted skirts, my...wait a minute, is that my nipple?"

"Unless I want to walk around hiding my bit's bit, not to mention show off a mid-section full of one-size-too-small wrinkle-age, I better put this in the 'no' pile."

Heartbreak #2:

brown tweed pencil sheath with front pocket-pouch ($99)

"Love love LOVE the rolled collar. And those half cap-sleeves - I don't have a single work dress with sleeves like these. The top half is snug, but once I wear a bra with less embellishment and less up-and-out push, it could totally work..."
"Okay, yeah, this is tight. Really tight. This is creeping up on KimKar-in-Hervé-Léger tight. It could still work, though, if I have Alicia let it out an inch and I wear my new Slim Cognito."
"This is not good. This reminds me of the time when _____ left me in Coach to sit by himself in First Class because it was 'more comfortable'. This is the point when I know I need to walk away."