I’m a Hustler Baby

“Can you guess what my upcoming post is about?” I asked my sister, as I arranged my outfit on her bed.

She stared at me quizzically, and then cautiously replied, “A…pimp?”

Now I can see how she was mistaken – the fur, long coat, and gold chains are a bit misleading. But I regret to disappoint all you pimp enthusiasts out there; actually, the look I am going for is 1970s chic. Inspired by the fashions in American Hustle, I decided to take the plunge into achieving a head to toe look from that decade – minus the revealing Sydney Prosser plunge.

I shopped inside my closet to put together something that I think my girl Sydney would wear. No plunging necklines here – I opted for a more prim and proper look in a sheer button up blouse with a pair of high waisted wide leg trousers in the same hue. This coat has been in my closet for years and only now have I rediscovered its swanky charm – the faux fur collar keeps my neck warm and also adds a dash of drama to my outfit. And finally, let’s not forget the gold medallion and my two chains to complete this ultimate 1970s look. I’m different, yeah I’m different.

Now if only I had a camel colored wide brimmed felt hat and a pair of oversized round sunnies, then I would pass as a cunning con woman. I guess that’s where I could learn a style lesson or two from a pimp. But what can I say; I’m just a hustler baby.


Gap jacket (similar) / vintage blouse (similar) / vintage trousers (similar) / vintage Trifari chain (similar) / Forever21 medallion (similar) / H&M bracelet (similar) / Cole Haan bag (similar)

A New Look (give thanks)

Gobble gobble till you wobble.

Tis the season of thanks. I decided to pay tribute to the Thanksgiving holiday weekend by putting the black into Black Friday. And what better way to do so than with Dior’s New Look?

The world emerged from the World War II with a renewed sense of hope and a fresh outlook on life – a perspective that fashion reflected also. When Dior introduced the “New Look,” he did away with the minimalistic utilitarian look of the war years and ushered in an era of excess and femininity in the form of long skirts, voluminous use of fabric, nipped in waists, and emphasized hips.

Dior's "New Look"

To channel this New Look, I chose an all black ensemble complete with pleats and a very sheer organza top. The prudy length of the skirt off sets the risky business of the blouse. The blouse’s faux leather collar and button placket gives this look a subtle edge that even Dior would be proud of. This is certainly a new look for me of sorts, but you won’t catch me wearing this whilst shopping on Black Friday. Clawing my way through crowds to get that deal wouldn’t be very ladylike, now would it?

I always remind myself to have an attitude of gratitude everyday. I have a lot to be thankful for: loving family and friends, good health, a roof over my head, food on the table, and of course, a blog following. As always, thank you dear readers, for continuing to follow my humble blog.

May we be ever so lucky to fall victim to tryptophan – Happy Thanksgiving!

Urban Outfitters blouse (similar) / vintage skirt (similar) / Landau earrings (similar) / Sam & Libby shoes (similar)

Sin City Blackout

Meet Vixen Vic, my alter ego.

Last week I went to Las Vegas and committed the greatest cardinal sin of all: I didn’t pack enough accessories!

Specifically, I was missing a belt. I know what you’re thinking: after a couple of drinks and dancing to loud music in dimly lit clubs until sunrise, does anyone really care? I do.

Call me a prude if you may, but I am no friend to Vegas attire; dressing in as little as possible has never been my forte.

However, shopping in my closet yielded an appropriate solution: black short shorts (hey it’s just like running shorts right?) and a sheer black top (the chest pocket placement is not an accident). Add a dash of glitz, gold, and vintage – you’ve hit the jackpot in the city of sin. Oh craps, I should’ve worn a necklace. Send another gin and tonic to me at the penny slots please!

My favorite detail in this outfit: the filigree-like loopy 1960s gold earrings that I scored at a vintage market in Toronto.

I returned home with no photographic evidence of my trip there, because as we all know, “whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Enough said.

Vixen Vic vs. Chic Vic – readers, what do you think?


Silence & Noise blouse (options here & here) / Silence & Noise shorts (options here & here)   Nine West Rocha Pumps / vintage earrings (options here & here) / vintage belt (similar)