Tuesday November 10th, 2009
Dreaming of Freja - Freja kissing Lara over Baptiste
Talk about pre-mature ageing. Is it because of my irregular lifestyle that I am turning into an old old old woman in lightning speed? Otherwise, how else could you explain why I could not even recall my own dream… until a certain trigger came up?
Well… Today was as usual a rather dizzy day. Just as I was working like a crazy mechanical robot on some digital data on my computer, the song “Copenhagen” by Trentemøller, TomBoy, Jørgensen, Barnes and Fisker came up – causing some sparks of memory to fly off the hidden corners of my head, as my body felt the cool funky electronic beat. Is that not the very song used in the very first part of Mads Nørgaard’s fantastic Fashion Film Trilogy The Copenhagen Experience featuring i.t. Danish models – Prada man Eddie Klint and the über-cool Freja Beha Erichsen, who not only is in the limelight of Mr. Nørgaard’s video, but also by the sounds of it, wasn’t she also the guest of honour in my dream, too?
The first scene of my dream occurred at a hostel somewhere in a historical city close by the beautiful Baltic Sea. It was extremely late at night when we arrived there after a long long journey from afar. Like most people, the incidental star-struck moment caught us off guard. It occurred when my friend Rusya and I had retired to our dormitory and just as we were fixing the annoying bed linen and duvet cover with much anger and beastliness. The door sprang open and along came two people in with the hostel owner to inspect the dimly lit room. Since we were both so tired, we really were not concerned about our surroundings. However, during the 30 seconds long inspection time, in which the mysterious couple quickly arrived at the final conclusion that the room is not suitable for their stay; I caught a mesmerising sight of the pair as I was waving the duvet with much vigorous force in order to smooth things out. Oh my… It was Freja with a boy! Gone with the wind! * faint and black out *
Next scene occurred somewhere that appears like Sea World, where my friends Olga, Rusya and I were at the front row watching the dolphins jump hoops. Since I am not really too much of a fan of animals doing tricks, I often liked to turn my back to watch the audience’s reaction and see who made the loudest “uuh…” and “aaah…”. When my head turned to the 90º mark, I immediately caught sight of someone familiar… the superfine face of Freja! Meeting someone this stellar once is chance, but the second time, it must have been fate! I couldn’t control myself and I yelled out “OMG! It’s Freja!” But then, somehow, Freja didn’t react to my outburst, even though it was clear that her boyfriend male companion heard every word I shouted out crisp and clear.
Then, I woke up.
I have heard from numerous sources, i.e. TREVOFASHIONISTO, that Freja is the nicest model ever to grace the earth. So I must have thought too much, but well having dreamt of Freja is always nicer than not having dreamt of anything!
Tags: Baptiste Giabiconi, Chanel, Danish Models, Dutch models, Freja Beha Erichsen, French Models, Lara Stone
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Tuesday July 21st, 2009
What Yulya X would roughly look like in a crowd if she stands next to Carmen Kass
A few nights ago, I had a dream. Since it involves two key fashion people in my life – Robert a.k.a DJ Miqrogroove and Carmen a.k.a. Ms. Cat – I decided to blog it, even though it probably is a very ordinary fanatic fan dream.
In my dream, Rusya, Robert and I were sightseeing around somewhere that looks like the Golden Gate Bridge.
After a relatively lengthy climb to reach the insignificant slope “mountainous” slope with much difficulty admirable sportsmanship and perseverence, we were so happy to have finally reached the mid section of the bridge.
As we were trying to retrieve our breathe, the crowd on the bridge cleared up simultaneously and out of the mist, stood who else but our heroine – the statesque Pirelli Kass?
Although we would all have loved to share and exchange intelligence with the avid chess-playing Estonian model, we were intimidated and immobilised by how catty Ms. Cat appeared and were forced to leave her alone, as her razor sharp expressions told us to [1].
As I stole a glance at her, while walking past that unmistakable 5′11 frame, Robert grabbed the magnificent moment and snapped a shot of us in the same frame while pretending to be taking a shot of the bridge. Is that not sweet?
But as Robert suggested when I shared this dream with him, is it not better to make a Carmen sandwich? Mmm…
I will dream harder next time for sure!
Endnote:
[1] I have not met Carmen Kass nor have I ever had any contact with her ever. So my point of view is purely out of my own imagination.
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Sunday June 14th, 2009
Fiery Russian model Eugenia Volodina
I have dreamt of meeting Zhenya in my dream before – she was just cold; but after all these recent male fiascos we have seen, she appeared as a oh-no Queen B yesterday night. A sad transition!
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Monday April 20th, 2009
![Power Poly works it [1]!](http://blogyul.miqrogroove.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/natashapolysoleildeminuitvogueparismarch2007inezvinoodh.jpg "natashapolysoleildeminuitvogueparismarch2007inezvinoodh")
Power Poly works it! For more see endnote 1.
You know you are an ‘it’ girl when you have the power to jump from one dream to another.
Guess what?
Ms. Rusya, who is just sleeping a few beds away from me, also dreamt of Ms. Poly yesterday night.
She told me she was walking down the plain suburbian streets of Tokyo in the dream and suddenly… Voila! There came the stunning Russian model Natasha Poly glimmering oddly out of an Asian crowd the ordinary.
Ms. Rusya quickly extended her hand to greet the 23 year old.
Ms. Poly, who meets probably a million people in a day, was at first uncertain as to who the short chubby girl was; but after two split seconds, the intelligent Russian model quickly figured out she was just another fan.
“Hi, Nataaaaasha, how are you?”, shrieked the naive first year university students hyper-enthusiastically. “What are you doing HERE?”
“I am on my way to meet my boyfriend.” Ms. Poly explained with poise and elegance. “The last few times I called, he did not respond, so I am just here to give him a surprise.”
“Oh… Yeah… They are so annoying. Are you still with that 45-year-old man? [2]” asked the 19 year old daringly.
“No. No. No. I’ve moved on.”
An extended awkward silence…
The pair started walking together and arrived in Belgium at a site with a waffle truck [3] parked by the side of the road. At the back of the truck, there is a banal-looking but immensely-masculine man of great built. He stopped his task of loading the truck up at the immediate sight of the long-legged model. Passionately, he greeted her, “Hi, Lily!” [4]
“No, it’s NATASHA!”
“Yeah, you are right,” said Mr. Boyfriend half-heartedly, then, quickly, turned his attention to Ms. Rusya to avoid further embarrassment. While the curious bitch protagonist of this dream wondered why on earth the hot Russian babe is going out with this not-so-Mathias-looking and not-so-rich guy, it was like he could read her mind as he explained that he is experimenting with different occupations and different paths in life whilst he is still young.
Ms. Rusya woke up.
What a silly dream?
Endnotes:
[1] Natasha Poly in an editorial “Soleil de Minuit” from Vogue Paris March 2007 by Inez and Vinoodh.
[2] Ms. Rusya is thinking of Ms. Barsukova here.
[3] Ms. Rusya is a BIG fan of waffles.
[4] This is obviously a mix up with the Gucci ads.
Tags: Anna Barsukova, English Models, Lily Donaldson, Natasha Polevshchikova, Natasha Poly, Photography by Inez & Vinoodh, Russian Model, Vogue Paris
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Wednesday April 15th, 2009
I hope everyone here had a great Easter. It has been a while since I last blogged. I have so many half-finished entries, which I could almost fill a shipping carton with. Insane, no?
This morning, I woke up at around mid-day. Frankly, this is a common occurrence these days, but what was not so usual this time around is that I actually have a concrete reason to blame on justify for other than the usual excuse of “Oooooo… I am soooooo tired!”.
Voila!
It was all because of Riccardo Tisci – the ingenious creative director behind the Parisian label “Givenchy” a.k.a. man of my dreams.
Riccardo Tisci - Power Man of my Dreams
I dreamt that I was front row at Mr. Tisci’s latest Prêt-à-Porter show for Givenchy and ohhh… you would not believe how intense his runway presentations are, with particular reference to the progression of the show and the complexity and creativity behind its conceptualisation as well as its precision in execution. What an experience? I breathed every minute of it.
Natasha Poly – Woman of my dreams?
Ethereal Beauty - Russian model Natasha Poly
What was for me the climax of the presentation is the finalé of the show, which consisted of the projection of the Russian model Natasha Poly’s image onto the ceiling of the showroom [1]. As Ms. Poly’s arms and body move in unison, like a slithering snake, against the background of the blue sky complete with white fluffy clouds, the audience could not help but all gasped in unison as an utter sign of admiration for such a display of absolute ethereal beauty.
Honestly, I have never thought or even dreamt of dreaming of Ms. Poly – simply because we have a long-standing unresolved love-hate relationship [2]. I always thought it is all because of our small age difference. That means I can worship models, whom have a relative age gap with me, i.e. everything positive is satisfactory, while negative difference must be of a magnitude of at least 5 months.
As a result, with Ms. Poly (b. 1985) being circa two months younger than me and already one 30-cm ruler taller, more beautiful and more successful than me in life; jealousy and aggression counteract like a natural phenomena, whenever I see the striking Russian model, but… but… but honestly how could anyone ever hate someone who is so gorgeous?
Exceptional exemption: Anja Rubik
Polish model Anja Rubik working it
Interestingly enough, this theory somehow does not seem to apply for all models with the notable exception of the polish model Anja Rubik (b. 1985). Anja is only one month younger than me and also on a similar level of success as Ms. Poly in the industry; by hook or by crook I am ok with it. Perhaps I know I will never be Polish…
Anyhow, is this one of those moments of “you know you are in love when all you dream about is that person”?
Perhaps it is time to submit to a world of Poly.
Endnote:
[1] Alexander McQueen once ended his défilé similarly with an ethereal hologram of muse Kate Moss.
[2] While my adoration for Natasha seems to be unclear and uncertain at times, I am total in love with her brothers.
Tags: Anja Rubik, Carine Roitfeld, Italien Designer Riccardo Tisci for Givenchy, Jane How, Natasha Polevshchikova, Natasha Poly, Photography by Camilla Åkrans, Photography by Mario Sorrenti, Polish model, Russian Model, Vogue Paris
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Wednesday September 17th, 2008
Is it models or sleeping beauty? Models sleeping backstage at Nina Ricci Fall/Winter 08/09 Show Paris
Yes, one of my major homework for the semester is due soon and yet, I cannot get myself to do it. “It’s boring!” I said to myself repeatedly. Instead, I spent my time hunting for models perfectly formed human beings in cyberspace till 4am. As a result, I could not wake up this morning. Thereby, Miss Руслана had to drive herself to her own exam without anyone wishing her good luck… Poor Руся! In addition, perhaps because of this cyberspace model hunt, someone in my dream said: “SO MANY BLONDES!”
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Friday September 12th, 2008
I had a dream a few nights ago. Probably because I watched this video, which showed a whole lot of people making their own version of “Charlie bit my finger again”. Maybe because of that, I dreamt of biting Ruslana’s finger.Then, a certain comrade saw it and extended his finger out.
Also in the same dream was this Yves Saint Laurent dress… see thru… Suddenly turned so shy…
Carmen Kass in Tom Ford for Yves Saint Laurent Fall/Winter Ready-to-wear 2003/04 Collection Paris
Also from the collection are these amazing dresses:
Hana Soukupova, Julia Stegner and Eugenia Volodina in the Fall/Winter 2003/04 Collection by Tom Ford for Yves Saint Laurent Paris
Ohhh… I miss those times. Thank you, Tom!
Tags: Carmen Kass, Czech Models, Estonian Model, Eugenia Volodina, German Models, Hana Soukupová, Julia Stegner, Russian Model, Tom Ford for Yves Saint Laurent
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