A chic obsession

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I'm Parker Pryce.

Monday, January 30, 2006

I HAVE AH-MAZING NEWS! I got into the summer fashion program I wanted!! They only allow about 20 students and I was chosen!!!!! Imagine this: 4 fabulous weeks spent at runways shows and intense fashion classes in NEW YORK CITY! I cannot imagine my time better spent! I am enthralled. To celebrate, some friends and I went out for sushi and green tea ice cream. This is what I have been waiting for. Every moment of my life is now filled of thoughts for the summer. AHHHHH!!!!! i am SO stoked. WATCH OUT NYC, A LIL FASHIONISTA'S COMING YOUR WAY! Ah, love you all! PEACE

Sunday, January 29, 2006

So I have had a slight addiction to Ginger and Java. I am absolutely in love with their cute cocktail dresses. They have spunk and SO much color!! If you wear Ginger and Java in a room of bland colors and conservative dress, you will blow people away. Now for about a year or so I have had my eye on their yellow "Elizabeth" cocktail dress. Its lustrous silk satin is fully lined and has a jeweled star at the center of the bust with draping sash underneath. It is strapless and ruches at the bust. Now it may be on last season's rack, but when it comes to this dress, time is standing still! I have a formal affair I have to attend with the fam, and think this is the perfect shocker for the event. I ah-dore this wardrobe nessessity. If you wanna check it out visit and let me know what you think: http://www.bluefly.com/pages/products/detail.jsp?PRODUCT%3C%3Eprd_id=2015050851&FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=1215&N=933&Ne=500000&Nu=Product+ID&Ntk=all&Ntt=ginger+and+java&Ntx=mode+matchallpartial#

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

savy spring style

So it may only be January, but spring trends are beginning their debut. It looks to me like we are going to see a lot of romantic vintage. Of course we will have the pastels, and light spring colors, but who doesn't expect that? Where shorts are concerned, new and old trends are sprouting up. I am sad to say we may seen bermuda's trying to come back onto the scene. Luckily, the attempt Jessica Simpson made to bring micro mini jean shorts failed miserably. So atleast we will be free of one right? Well my good news is we will be seeing some new, hot styles as well. Its all about sophisticated AND short. It has been hard to combine the two but some incredible fashionistas have done it! Cute tweed and canvas shorts are loose and funky Belts also seem to be climbing the charts, literally! If you want to get ahead of the game, match a wide strap-belt with a dress or X-long tank or tee. Simply yet tres chic! For me, I take what information is given to me and create my own style. If you want any advice at all, find some cute trends you like and work it into your style. Its impossible to pull off items that are not you. You must own your look! Don't be a fad drone...PA-LEASE! ha ha here is what I'm going for this spring.

  • long necklaces short shorts
  • romantic vintage, lace and pastels
  • exotic pattern
  • chunky bangles, espadrilles, cork wedges (sorry no flats for me, being 5' 1'', i gotta work with what I got)
  • tweed bottoms, cashmere, soft cotton (C&C) tops

This is just my outline. I'm going for the 3 S's: soft, sophisticated, sexy.

tell me what you are going for this spring!!!

PEACE!

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

So as high school progresses, I am continually burdened with questions. Questions like "what school do you want to go to," or "what do you wanna study" or "what do you want to major in". And of course the list goes on. I love thinking of the future and imagining where I could contribute my talents and opinions. Ever since I was little, I have had a passion for writing.(I will be honest that this blog does not portray my best ability.) It came easily to me and I have alway enjoyed it. As I grew older, my teachers recognized my flare for writing and encouraged me to keep with it. Last year I had a poem published and was nominated for Poet of the Year by "The international Poets Society." It was my sophomore year that I decided I wanted to become a broadcast journalist. I love acting and writing, and broadcast journalism is sort of a cross between the two. However, also beginning my sophomore year, i realized that I had a chic obsession. I was addicted to fashion. Now, for alcoholics there are AA meetings, but when it comes to being a fashion addict...there's no way out! Some may call this intense materialism, but fashion is an art form and I'm into the style, the cut, and the design of different items. I look fashion as if it were an art piece and the world was a museum. I could spend hours...well I'm getting off topic. ANYWAY, today I was looking at creative writing/journalism summer college programs. Sadly though, I kept getting off task and researching fashion programs. It was while I was looking at one that it hit me. Going to a fashion program could help to describe AND understand fashion better. With this knowledge i could write about fashion. I tell ya, sometimes this girl has strokes of genius. So, ladies and gentlemen I present you with my future: I am aspiring to become a fashion columnist!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you thank you, please hold the applause! ha ha....so I feel a have a reason to do good in school now. I am SO excited and cannot wait for this summer to begin!! For all you dreamers who have this feeling they are meant for something and only thay something....I suggest starting off with something that interests you and see where it leads you!!! ha ha worked for me. Well, I have loved this look on life, but I must get back to my columnist project (AP LANG) which PS, ties in perfectly with my life plan. (most peole are annotating columns about sports, news, and politics, but I got John Fairchild! He writes drag as a hungarian countess in column in the back of every issue of W. I do encourage you to check it out! MUCH LOVE PEACE

Monday, January 23, 2006

those moody mondays

Today started off as any other MONDAY. A word dredded by all high school students alike. I was tired and was on the first day of my detox program which forces me to drink incredibly sour cranberry concentrate mixed with water, morning noon and night. I usually like to start my week with my saviest outfit. Most come to school gloomy and relaxed, so i try my best to lift the atmosphere with bright colors and try to look as chic as possible. Today though, just wasn't the day. I was sporting steve madden black track shoes with faded jeans, vintage gold studs, a chunky gold necklace, a rhinstone abercrombie brown tank, with a large vintage buckle belt and a Juicy Couture dark brown terry cloth zip-up. Now, by wearing this I am totally contradicting my comment about black shoes with brown, but these are not the same shoes, so i allowed for exception. Now here is my dilemma. My friends often tell me I'm a push over, and as sad as it is, its true. Today was an example of that. There is this boy, we will call him Jesse Johnson. Well Jesse Johnson has a rep for asking girl after girl...after girl to our school dances. Well folks...I was first on the list for winter formal. He totally caught me off guard and I said yes. Now let me just say, normally, by saying no, this boy would only take it as a cross off the list and continue on to the next. But his friend told me he was acutally into me...and it would hurt him to say no now. I am lost and so confused. I could either allow the kid to be happy and enjoy himself, though i would be leading him on, or say no and not sacrifice my night. Im SO confused. Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated! PEACE

Sunday, January 22, 2006

geeks gone wild

I must start off by defending this title. I am not a judgmental bitch by any means, but there is a certain cliff where people jump off the deep end. I honestly cannot handle cliff jumpers. By geeks, i do not mean the stereotypical "nerd". Instead I am refering to the kids who wear "cloaks" and freak if they are called capes, or the kids who jingle my earrings and film me when im sleeping or hump mircophone stands and scream and shake and try to dance to their obsession of techno. Even with these descriptions, it doesnt come close to explaining who these people are. Kids who are on a Speech team, tend to be mentally unstable. Somehow, our team managed to have normal kids with normal social skills and clothing choices. I dont know why fate brought me into the speech world or any other reason than bad karma. And if this is the case, tell me what i did wrong, because this punishment is HARSH! Anyway, this speech meet was worse than others. First, and foremost was my attire. I am usually decked out in my trendly duds, but i felt I needed to tone it down and not stand out as much. (I seemed to attract more CJ's(cliff jumpers) that way) So I asked my friend if I could borrow her subtle brown peasant skirt. With that I wore a baby pink polo and big, round pearl studs. The one part I refused to change to lowkey were my Michael Antonio rhinstone, cork wedge heels. I AH-dore this shoes. They are my obsession and even if had a closet full of jimmy choos, they would still hold their title. WELL, i got to the meet (at 7!!!! we left at 5) and opened my bag and found that i forgot my shoes!!! HOW COULD I FORGET THE MOST IMPORTANT ITEM!?!? None of my friends have the same size foot as me so I went around to other members of my team and asked. Finally, some freshman had my size, however her footwear choices were far from my own. With my BROWN skirt, i was forced to wear BLACKhaneous walmart sandals. Whoever designed those shoes must have been blind and uneducated. They had hree thin jelly-like strands that rapped around the middle of my foot to my toes. The heal was a 1/2 inch fat square, like had a striking resemblance to a heel my baby sister wears. Not only were the straps juvenile, but they were cutting off the circulation to my feet as well. My foot had its own pulse. It was aweful. My friend's skirt looked too big without some amount of heel, and the contrast of dorky black straps and big brown skirt made me feel AND look frumpy and gross. At first glance, i looked like some fad drone, who tried to put something together, but failed miserably! It through me off and I did not make it as a finalist and didnt even place. Sniff sniff. So all in all it was not an AH-MAZING visit, althought none are. However for the first time I fit in with the kids around me, but this was not a group I wanted to be accepted into. PEACE

just another GUY!

I have SO much that has happened! But let me start off with the australian boy. Last friday we were talking online and he said that he had a question he wanted to ask me. I after a LONG guessing period I gave up and asked what i thought he wanted to ask. If i liked him. I was right. I was afraid of my friend's feelings, so i told him in a round about way that i did. He told me liked him and hadn't been able to stop thinking about me. He also said a LOT of other things. WELL, I was stoked, and my friend said she didnt like him anymore, so I felt as happy as if there were a sale at bergdorfs. HA...HA...HA! this is were the story gets a bit more interesting. I hadnt been able to hang out with him over the weekend because i had another speech meet. But my friend called me today to give me some juicy gossip, im not sure i wanted to hear. He had hooked up with my friend. BUT the next day she found out he had hooked up with one of her friends a week before. Now i can empathize with this poor boy to an extent. He goes somewhere on vacation, to a place he will probably never return, and sees some beautiful girls and goes at the chance. however, this is the thing that makes me angry. He didnt simply flirt and hookup. He tried to make it seem like he was truly into all of us. He built it up to seem like he looked at me as more than a piece of ass. He was deep and seemed pretty genuinE. But hes a guy and i guess thats what I should have expected. I mean when does something actually happen right out of a movie right? Oh well, I am glad i just realized it all before i humilated myself, and made some cocky boy feel reassured about himself. PEACE

Monday, January 16, 2006

Last Laugh

“W” magazine is edited for affluent, educated women. Its articles include a blend of the best in fashion, lifestyle, travel and social commentary. The back of every monthly issue includes a witty column by a Hungarian Countess Louise J. Esterhazy titled “Last Laugh.” Each article is saturated with juicy details of her travels. She investigates politics, landscape, and the occasional high society gossip. Esterhazy incorporates many strategies to reel the reader in and keep them entertained. Her witty prose is uplifting and a bit prestigious and self-celebrated. She is after all, a Hungarian Countess. Her feeling of superiority, gives her writing a confident glow. The main factor in this column is its satire. Although the column is signed Louise J. Esterhazy in reality it is none other than the sharp and often bitter fashion critic John Fairchild doing drag. With that piece of information, the column instantly changes tone and transforms. I am a personal addict to this column. It is incredibly satirical and I enjoy reading it. John Fairchild is known to dissect an outfit and criticize it until tears are shed. He is normally looked at as cold. But he revives himself with “Last Laugh”. He has the mindset of a Countess down to a tee. Although he has the intention to create ripples of laughter, he makes his points clear. I was struck with the reality that many of us do stay with our grudges. It is often hard to acknowledge when someone or something has changed. I personally can usually not adapt to that and keep my previous mindset. However after reading Fairchild’s article I feel less judgmental. I was also enlightened to France’s depression. I was disappointed with my ignorance and lack of knowledge on France’s current events. “W” has always proved to provide savvy articles boasting with both substance and style. “Last Laugh” is an example of that.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

unintended lazy sunday

So as last week progressed, today seemed like it was going to be a much needed sunday. My plans started with an early breakfast and the ah-mazing Joe's Deli and hitting the slopes. I was meeting up with friends and tearing up the powder until 2. At two I was going ice skating with some college buddies before they go back to school. However, for me, whenever I have expectations, they usually end up horribly the opposite. I am grounded. And before you make any assumptions, let me plead my case. I am as innocent as ever! My mother is a conservative woman who has pride and self-respect. Mentally, I'm not so sure she has entered into the present. (what I wear is often the root of all arguments between us) Anyway, she tends to be a bit strict at times. My curfew is 11:30 and last night i returned at 11!!! And peers, you must admit for a saturday night thats an early time to turn in. But I was being responsible and wanted to get a good night sleep before skiing the next day. Sadly though, the 3 hour power nap I had taken on the way back from the speech meet left me as awake and jittery as a kid in Disneyland. I tried to suppress my flamboyant behavior with the droning of the TV. However, it woke my mom at 1:30 and she flipped. So I decided to turn in. But my room was cold and I was still WIDE awake. So I decided to take a bubble bath and relax and warm up. But of course my mother woke up to the running water and freaked again. This morning she woke me at 7 and told me I was grounded for staying up too late!!! NO JOKE! I was speechless and even after much calm delagation, I was still grounded. That meant no goodbye to my friends before they left, no perfect powder ski day and no free-spirited enjoyment. I was devastated. So here I sit at the computer bored to tears, watching the snow outside my window elegantly fall from the sky. (sniff sniff) What is a girl to do with her time? After much contemplation I have decided to do what any reasonably bored fashionista must do. MOVIE DAY (which include only the saviest of flicks) AND ONLINE SHOPPING :) (with christmas gift cards of course) I have narrowed my movie choices to three: Funny Girl, Clueless, and Crash. Although I have seen all many times, they are three of my favorites. So for any of you with the perfect opportunity to do absolutely nothing, I advise a good, uplifting movie and some stylish sight seeing (online shopping) If you have any other possible things to add to the list feel free to comment! MUCH LOVE PEACE

HELLICIOUS!! (ps thats NOT a positive term)

So I have a confession...I am on the speech and debate team at my school. However our team sticks out like a sore thumb at our INCREDIBLY lame speech meets. The people on our team are normal kids. For those of you who have not been to one...I'm not even sure its explainable. It is like a head-case function! No joke intended. the people are beyond bizarre. One example to help portray the nightmare I went through today: my friend was competing against this strange guy in a cape...or so she thought. She decided to be nice and told him she liked his "cape". His expression turned to death and he whipped around and glaring at her he SCREAMED (ya no joke peeps, screamed!) "Its not a f-ing cape, do I look like superman...NO!!! This is a cloak, I am wearing a CLOAK!" He breathed heavily for a few moments glaring into her eyes and then turned around. HELLO what the hell is wrong with you...who are you!?!? Simply put this day was intense. I could barely keep myself on the edge of a mental breakdown. I was surrounded by the future tree-hugging, straight jacket wearing, pyschos of America. Ok, reading over that it does sound a bit harsh, but after the day i just endured...i can't make it any nicer. I def dont fit the speech profile. To the meet today I wore my Guess Boho skirt, Michael Antonio wedges, Abercrombie polo, layered chunky necklace, and wooden and gold bangle. AND let me say, for me, that was dressing down, not so much formally but fashionably. However the cool kids around me were decked in fairy costumes, baggy 80's sweaters, combat boots, oversized blazers, and SO much more. I performed in Drama Interpt, which is when I have a script I use to act out a scene. My character in my piece starts out ditzy and ends up maturing after a tragic incident. When I was finshed, some girl I competed with walked by me and said "Wow, your outfit sure fits nicely with your character!" I turned around and gawked! She HAD to be kidding! was she really commenting on what I was wearing. This girl was larger than the size she was wearing. Her oddly fitted black pants poofed out at the hips giving her an even more unflattering look. Her shirt was crazy and tight and had such a crazy print, it make me dizzy with disgust. I just stared at her. I could feel her becoming uncomfortable and right as her eyes started to shift I looked straight at her and said "Thank-you...I jump at the opportunity to dress like a ditz! thank-you SO much for noticing" I turned and started walking away and after about two steps i turned and said "god your good!" she looked stunned. I felt my job was complete. I always say that you should always respond to a negative comment positively. I guess a little sarcasm is acceptable at times too! All in all I was a finalist (and no crazy print girl wasnt) and got home in time to watch the end of our ah-mazing basketball team cream their opponents! and of course because we won we HAD to have a victory party! So I guess the day wasn't that bad, but as soon as we got off the bus I traded my sweats and uggs (i changed for the bus to be comfy, but I always end up feeling gross)for a boatneck brown sweater, distressed jeans and a C&C california tank with a pink burberry scarf and gold hoops. Feeling good in an outfit relieved=s my stress and believe me I NEEDED a cute outfit to lift my spirits! well I off to bed...gotta wake early...SKI DAY!!! whats up whats up!~ ha ha MUCH LOVE PEACE

Thursday, January 12, 2006

goodnight readers...(kiss kiss) (from my lover and myself...ha ha pysch)

so..its midnight and I finally finished my homework. Being sick all week and having to come back to all this make-up work can make a girl exhausted! I mean shouldn't they give me a little time to recooperate before the pile the stress load? Oh well...high school does that to you I guess. Its tough stuff, but i consider myself a tough cookie so i can handle it! ;) However it was relatively hard to concentrate tonight. I have a confession to make. I met this amazing guy who is here until the 24th of January. Its a sad story though, because he is totally off the market. My friend is head over her jimmy choo stiletto heels for him, and I mean who could blame her. Im in such a bad position. he doesn't like her, but she keeps asking me to hook the two of them up. I mean I only met this guy over the weekend but when i met him, i got the same feeling as if I found that perfect dress that works your every curve. Ya, it was that good of a first impression! Anywho let me list some of the facts that have happened so far and comment if im dreaming or there really is something there! 1) I was listening to my friends ipod shuffle (FYI very troubling if you want to know then name of the song)and came across this David Gray song and I flipped and wanted to know the name. But I didn't say the singers name or anything. Minutes later, B (we are just going to use the letter of his first name to represent him) was listening to it and kept skipping until he could find a song he liked and suddenly got this look in his eyes and said "this is my absolute favorite song". He gave me a head phone to listen and it was the same david gray song!!!! 2)When B and I were sitting at a table I was glancing around and felt a stare. I turned and B was staring right at me and I held it for what seemed like an eternity. Ah, and it was NOT hard...his eyes are AH-mazing! 3)Tonight I was talking to him and he was saying how everyone is so obsessed with planning the future and I stated "I just want to live for the moment" and he was silent for a second and said that was exactly what he was about to say!!! c'mon there has to be something right!?!? Ahh... i dunno maybe im just dreaming..but i must say i sure don't want to wake up well my bed is calling so i must call it a night!! MUCH LOVE PEACE

About that

I know that many see Rachel Zoe as a skinny hypnotist who has a whole entourage of fashion frenzy drones. But please let me make a case for her. For every fashionly forward person, there has to be followers. Take Sienna Miller for example. Her boho chic proved fashion freak! EVERYONE was after her look and yet there are not many skeptics on her case. I personally respect Rachel Zoe, as one many tell from the previous post and I back her up. She created her own flare and is being ridiculed for it. I mean jesus christ she's a stylist...OF COURSE she is gonna have people dressing like her...her job is to dress people. Well I am now relaxed and have finished my venting session. :) ha ha No, the fact that reading text instead of hearing my voice, this was not an angry post. I just thought I'd share a little bit as to why I like ZOE...well thats all folks! PEACE!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

fashion goddess...POINT BLANK

MY IDOL! i AH-dore Rachel Zoe. This fashion icon in the epitome of what fashion and sytle is all about! She knows her stuff and its hers...she the the god, the creator of trends..Zoe is no follower in the world of fashion HERES A FEW TIPS ACCORDING TO RACHEL ZOE ON HOW TO BE CHIC: Don't Just Buy Designer Buy Figure-Flattering Cuts Choose Colour Carefully Stretch Your Summer Wardrobe Splurge on Accessories Don't Let It All Hang Out

Let me catch u up and clue u in!

let start off by revealing the reason for my blog. I love fashion. Fashion can seem like such a meaningless almot trivial term. Some say that the fashion world is a place for the brainless and materialistic. But i consider fashion an art form. Who can really look at a dolce and Gabanna trunk show and not consider that breathtaking. If one were to truly consider themselves interested in this savy and chic topic, they know that fashion is a form of expression. I think the reason for my obession began in middle school. I went to a catholic school and yes we had uniforms. My friends were always decked in the latest stylings of "abecrombie" (because of course that was the ONLY place to shop). However, my mom didn't feel the need to keep me stocked with a full wardrobe, so i had the minimal amount of clothing in my oversized closet. (FYI, if you have not seen what that looks like, it is a truly depressing display!) I remember only liking one black shirt that I wore with a pair of truly unflattering jeans. I was constantly wearing my friend's clothes and lying about how my "cute" clothes were always in the wash. Truly sad attempt of covering it up, there is no way my girlfriends believed that fib...i mean i spent every waking minute with them! Anywho, I became obsessed with what other people were wearing and how i could improve their look. I studied Vogue and had each issue memorized to a tee. I kept this fashion insanity on the DL. If people found out I cared about what i wore, i would be ridiculed for how unfortunately i dressed (or so I thought) In high school I moved to a christian high school and there were NO UNIFORMS!! yea boy!!! I had a MASSIVE shopping spree and was loaded with all the goods i needed. but the things i bought were items that themed with the fads. By the end of the year everything was out and i was panicked. Again I got another shopping spree for sophomore year and tried to get the latest trends in my closet. As the year progressed, I discovered something. If i truly wanted to be hip and instyle, i had to stop thinking what people said was "in". I had to find myself and in turn discover my own fashion vibe. By the end of the year I was dressed to the nines. And it was better than the lame fads i tried to pass off as my own. I was myself dressing as who I am. I was commented daily by my unique choices and began to have a crowd of fashion groupies. ha ha as lame as it sounds By junior year I moved to a bigger high school. I am still currently a junior. Everyday is like a treat for me. I dont look at school as just an academic journey, but rather a fashion runway. Fashion is my art form and everyday i display a newwork. I am know as the lil fashionista and i take this title with humility. I do not judge anyone for what they wear because they could be the high school version of the middle school me. If someone is dressed as my complete opposite, i respect them. Fashion has no enemies...at least in my eyes. Everyone has a different opinion and I respect that. Afterall, that is what makes fashion so exciting. To say it right only one way, would crush the creativity and where would we be without that!that pretty much sums it up about myself. My style side anyways. To paraphrase, i am a short, blonde who would say her style is a...romantic vintage spiced up with color and a hint modern creativity. It likes if you mixed Victoria's Secret "love spell" with Chanel's "no. 5" thats me!!! Hopefully you'll keep in tune as I share with you everything savy and chic!!!