Tuesday, September 8, 2015

From the Pages of......

 I want to be on the cover of Vogue!!!!! (Even if it means standing in front of the magazine.)
 I'd like to slip between the glossy pages.
...And upstage the models who pear out from the four corners of a paper thin frame. After all, they are so....very....flat and I am so.....VIBRANT!!!!
I want to wear breathlessly gorgeous couture creations; have my hair immaculately coifed and be so perfectly made up, that everyone will envy me!
 I would look into the camera and POUT!!! I am illusive, I am mysterious, I am...HIGH FASHION!
And when it would be safe to come out from under the pages, I would emerge like a butterfly!!!
Even when I come back down to earth, I would do so flawlessly. After all, I'm a "natural" beauty (thanks to lighting, great makeup and the added boost of designer wear)!
 I want to wrap the pages of a magazine around the shoulders of my haute couture gown.
I feel totally at home in between the covers. Come in and see for yourself.
 You can snuggle in the folds of the pages. It's might cozy, you know!!!
You will see me in my environment, beautifully dressed and in model perfect company! The only thing that matters is that I am absolutely positively, incredibly, unequivocally GORGOUS!
It doesn't matter what I wear or whether or not you can wear my hairstyle or makeup. All that matters is the perception of me you have thanks to paint, cloth and a VERY creative imagination!!!
 And once I'm on the cover of Vogue, I'll be in demand on the catwalks. And then I'll be back on the cover of more magazines..... This is soooooo exciting (at least in my imagination).
 This is a medium where I can have anything and EVERYTHING I want. Come and see!!!
Within the slick pages of a car magazine, I am dressed like a red carpet celebrity. My silk gown was chosen to match the evergreen Lamborghini in the background!!!
I can even get married within the pages of my favorite fashion revue.
As a cover girl I am a beautiful bride forever and ever (even without a groom)! And you will look at how I am put together and wish you were as irresistible as...MOI !!!! (Hopefully a groom will discover me here!)

After all, I am the picture of bliss with me in a cloud of tulle, leaning on the most voluptuous automobile every!
Oh yes.....I want to be a cover girl....if only in my dreams!!!!
Note: For this post, the Tonner girls invited their newest Fashion Royalty friends to pose for this photo study inspired by the works of photographer, Tim Walker.

Saturday, August 29, 2015


Immortalized by a frozen moment in time, her image pears from out a shallow parallelogram bordered by a golden frame.

In all the years of her youth, she embraced picture frames as purely decorative objects that held snapshots of loved ones. Did she ever contemplate the possibility that her own image would at some point, belong to the archives of the past?
All of the posing and smiling and picture taking was completely taken for granted. Memories of events that happened just days before to share amongst family and friends then placed behind a pane of glass and a framed. There was never a thought that today's snapshots would ever become the future Art Nouveau for onlookers of the future. Would tomorrow's generations look back at today's images and think "oh, how romantic, ye old times were."
Would those who have not yet been born look at these images and see the anguish and strife of today's rough, tough times? Will they think these were the "good, ole times?"

Or would they simply remain complacent.  Amused  by our aesthetics, laughing at our attire, our hair or our lifestyles.
Perhaps these photos will contradict what future onlookers think happened in these days and turn their world upside down. What she wants them to think of her could result in just the reverse!!!
Oops--having a difficult time turning things around here!!!! Give me a moment. I'm trying to change my image.....
Or perhaps, our calls for help saving the planet today will serve as the catalyst for action in tomorrow's world.
She sincerely hopes to leave a lasting and positive impression. An image of her at a time when she was in her prime.
Let's hope with these images---a two dimensional flashback in time--will prompt others to dig deep into the archive for secrets of life that lie well past the frame.
All images and text property of Fashion Doll Stylist. Copyright 2015.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

The Race is On !!!

Rush, Rush Rush..... Everyday, competing against the others to go from point A to point B.
It all starts out simple enough. I wake up to get my day started, but before I know it, I'm tangled up in my own thoughts, worries, anticipations, desires, expectations, fears.
Sometimes it's as though I'm racing against myself. I have a thousand things to do and only 24 hours to get all of them done. AND they need to be done to perfection. Can't make any mistakes, now!!!


Appearances count. So while I'm busy chasing my tail, I have to look good as I perform the smallest task.. Smile....you've only got one shot at this and you'd better look good!

OMG!!! I think I'm all wound up by circumstances beyond my control!!!!

But then, I think I've found a way to unwind and break through to a simpler life. And then I run for it!

Only to discover that... it's just a different version of the same daily dance.

I reach and think I'm almost there. And then suddenly I stumble......

Before I know it, others have caught up with me. They want the same thing as I and are willing to compete for it. And so the race is on yet again!!!!

Must it always be so complicated. Must there always be this rat race? And to what end? Why am I running so hard. Where am I going? And what do I hope to accomplish?

By the end of the day I make a startling revelation.... I realize that I run for the pleasure of running. I compete for the sake of proving myself to the world. (I'm no quitter!) I live to entangle myself in social interaction. And then once again, I think I see a finish line and think.....Oh! I'm almost there!!!!

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Beautiful in Black

Black is the color of fantasy. No longer sad or for ladies in mourning, black is the symbol of refinement and haute sophistication.
The devil is in the details. A violent wind whips a succulent veil over her lovely face, conceling part of it, but in doing so, underscores her beauty, rendering it mysterious, irresistible.
After the storm, the calm returns and elegance reigns.
Listen carefully. You can even hear the rustle of her dress in the shadows of her dreams.
She stops to salute her royal subjects... those mesmerized by her beauty.
At midnight, she strolls through her garden, choosing a prize black rose for a crown.
Over her shoulders, a spiderweb of lace caresses her shoulders.
Oh, how she wears this with such grace and charm.
Mysterious creature that she is...
She is soft and lovely, a veritable dream of a queen!
Even in the cold light of the day, beneath her carapace, she is regal with an unearthly presence.
Pausing to reflect on her magnificient life....
She has struggled as warrior by day, defending all that is refined in the face of the vulgarity of the street....
A dazzling star by night, she returns to the heavens where she belongs.

- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone