As a way to say Happy Easter to you all, we present to you the golden egg in our basket: Robert’s 2003 golden edition of Carmen Kass sashaying down the glamorous runway in skimpy little lingerie at the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show 2003. An oldie but goodie that has been dusted off the radar, we hope that you will enjoy this festive season (and the video, too!) as much as the illcit fun Robert had when editing it.
Danish model Christian Brylle looking like a scrumptious piece of Crème brûlée in Uniqlo’s Spring/Summer 2010 Ad Campaign
Oh dear Christian, not just any Christian, but THE Christian who totally turns Robert mad inside out on account of a drop-dead-gorgeous girl named Sheila,
Was it really you who walked by me swiftly in Shibuya on those baffling streets near Parco Department Store in the afternoon of Monday 29 March 2010? Should I have yelled out “kris-chuhn” the good old American way? Or should I have whispered the name “Chris-ti-an” alluringly – replicating the remarkably fancy articulation as of those highly sophisticated and seductive Christian Dior TV ads? Namely, I just have no idea how so ever to pronounce Christian in Danish. Considering this is a once in a life time opportunity, I suppose saying it in Danish would have helped to make identification immensely effective, even though I know you speak English perfectly well.
The snappy glance I caught of you amongst misty fogs of people on those infamously crowded streets of Tokyo failed ever so tragically to certify your identity. However, I did sense the sexy swishy movement of your silky almost-shoulder length hair as well as that evidently edgy androgynous vibe through the clouds of people as you marched uphill at the miraculous speed of lightning. Oh, that’s the very same aura I get from you, whenever I see streetstyle pics of your mighty honour! How your presence has transformed me into a numb and utterly speechless dummy? By that, I am confident to say that I am 80±10% sure it was you and only you that day.
Why didn’t I pretend to have been under some sort of influence, which disrupted my navigational skills and caused a head on collision into you – faking or not faking a major injury? Maybe then the cliché boy-meets-girl love story plot will follow, so that I could happily rob Rob’s pain right off his ass. Wouldn’t that be nice? Well… Shame you speeded off like a Ferrari on its tracks. I guess not everybody can be Robert Kubica Michael Schumacher. Well… if you need oil, tyre or girlfriend changes, I am happy to be at your service.
An example of how a flawless Luella handbag appears to the eye
Dear my beloved Luella Handbag,
Oh Luella! Oh my Lovely Luella! Even though I don’t even know your name for sure, (because your tag has fallen out unexpectedly when I brought you home); that does not mean that I do not love you. In fact, my love for you is deeper than an ocean and more infinite than infinity. I was tremendously shocked today to find that your flawless self has become… defected! Oh, my Lovely! Tell me – your true and only love – why art thou scratched? I know my true-blue shabby hobo style, which includes a daily routine of wearing a worn-to-shreds Tee (Not By Alexander Wang), naturally faded-to-grey Ksubi jeans and vintage-looking not-vintage shoes, does not deserve a complimentary accessory like you, but that does not mean that you have to blend in with my ruggedness by destructing yourself to match my poor standards. I appreciate your almighty thoughtfulness and your overly-kind gesture, but really, if you want to be kind to me, please continue being cruel to me by maintaining your perfectly impeccable appearance. I would very much be grateful of you forever and ever.
Oh… Please forgive me for being so nosy for wanting to invade your personal sphere, but recently, I was sharing a deep conversation amongst a friend in regards to a handful of our favourite models. I was stunned to learn more about you – in particular your educational background and interest on photography. In the hopes of learning even more about the true you – not from a second hand source – I am writing this letter to ask you:
Why did you choose to study psychology?
What has your study on psychology taught you in life?
How have your experiences in modelling changed you?
Sorry to be so whiny like my old grandma, but as an admirer of Sarah’s ever so striking style, I just have to point out these unjust and unreasonable imperfections in regards to this new feature called Fashion Director’s Video Diary on your wonderful website. Firstly, please cut out the runway only videos. Without Sarah’s ingenious insights, these feel and are completely superfluous. Secondly, although Sarah’s lovely lips are oh-so-delectable and that her style is ever so impeccable, we need to see more of her gorgeous face. Please don’t hide it away from us any longer! Thirdly, please consider a full screen and HQ option. That’ll allow us to fully experience the true hypnotic power of Sarah the clothes as presented in the video. Am I right?
Now that I’m through with my complaints constructive criticism, let’s say something nice: I really enjoyed the close up pics of the clothes as well as Sarah’s poise, insight and style in the video. She really shed us light this Spring/Summer 2010. We truly cannot wait till 21 Jan for the next instalment of sizzling style.
Yours most truthfully,
-Concerned Buyer, Blogger and Wannabe Adviser-
Another year has gone by and once again, the great day has arrived! Here we would like to wish you a Happy Birthday, or as we would like to say it in Estonian:
Palju õnne sünnipäevaks, Oljenka!
We hope that 2010 will be another successful year for you with lots of happiness (We just love your smile in those holiday photos!) and great accomplishments. Enjoy it!
Hugs and kisses,
-Your Fan/’Friend’-
P.S. Please go on mesmerising us in your unforgettable photographs.
Russian model Vladimir Ivanov makes me go vla-la-la
Dear Vlad,
Are you sending me a sign? Do you want me? Do you want me super badly? Is that why you keep on appearing on my Suggestion list on facebook even though I had been ‘ignoring’ you?
Please do not say I never consider for your welfare and that I only like to toy with your feelings and make your life miserable by parading Mathiasyou-know-who and loads of perfection in front of you. On the contrary of what you see on the surface, your happiness is indeed on the very top of my never-ending to-do list – just hidden deep down beneath me. Please accept this truck-load of images of Lucia as a token of my appreciation for your extreme effort on this blog.