How’s it going blogging buddies? I hope you’re all doing well! For today’s post I’m going to be answering a question that a lot of you seem to ask quite frequently and it’s why I named my blog LaDameWhoFellToEarth. The short answer is that it’s a reference to David Bowie and when he starred in the film The Man Who Fell To Earth, which is also celebrating its 40th anniversary this year.
I guess I have a thing for old movies and for weird movies? But anyway today I wanted to talk about this legendary rock icon and why he means so much to me in my life. I also thought it would be a good opportunity to share this outfit with you! So without further ado, let’s begin with the post.
The Saddest Day I Experienced in Paris
For the past three days now I’ve been struggling to find the right words to make this blogpost. Words can’t even begin to describe what I witnessed on Monday night and even three days after the tragedy I’m still speechless.
It’s been almost two years now since first I left my little seaside town in Ireland to pursue the beginning of my new life in Paris. I remember when I arrived at my first ever apartment in the city. It was in the latin quarter and just a ten minute walk from Notre-Dame. I was so blown away by the panoramic view of the Parisian rooftops from my top floor window and even more chuffed that Notre-Dame was only just around the corner from the tiny apartment.
Notre-Dame is a building that I consider myself so lucky to have been able to call my next-door neighbour for the time that I lived in Paris’ 5th arrondissement. This building was often the highlight of my day as I passed it going to and from college and knowing that one of the most beautiful architectural structures in the world was right in front of my doorstep everyday really filled my heart with so much appreciation and gratitude that I lived in Paris. Notre-Dame always felt like something that symbolised stability and eternalness in the city. To see it go up in flames felt so messed up because everything that the building symbolised seemed to burn with it.
A little post on the iconic marinière
Known in France as la marinière, a trusty striped shirt is as cliché as croissants, fromage and the colour navy blue. But as with many french clichés, where there is smoke there is fire and la marinière is a cult classic that is as common in every parisienne’s wardrobe as her little black dress.
For today’s look I’m going to be sharing this classic Parisian look with you guys and share with you how I pull off my stripes and keep the look chic and stylish all at the same time.
Hey everyone! It’s been a while since we last saw each other on here because I’ve been so preoccupied with YouTube lately but today I am back on the blog with a little perfume related post for you all. Recently I’ve been doing so many shoots in Paris and have had very little time to update you. It’s crazy being a college student here and running my blog because I meet so many people in my daily life who are artists, models, designers and photographers and often we all end up acting on impulse as we stage some impromptu shoots around the city.
The fast pace of my life lately got me thinking about a lot of things, for instance who doesn’t love a moment of spontaneity and of sensuality? Life in Paris is all about acting in the moment as well as the fleeting moments in time that make life beautiful; the view from the Pont de Bir-Hakeim of the Eiffel Tower as the metro passes over the line 6, a café noisette, a designer dress in a shop window, the fresh flowers in the park, not to mention capturing the subtle scent of a perfume as you pass a parisienne in the street.
When I first came to Paris I was so mystified by the allure of the parisian girls because their charm struck me as something that had been carved out over centuries of experiencing the culture that thrives in this city. With Paris being the home to most of the top names in fashion and beauty in the world it only makes sense that the girls here would radiate a certain kind of attitude and what better way to accentuate your ferociousness than with a perfume?
A Week of Parisian Outfits
It’s funny how the more time I spend in Paris the more people back home in Ireland comment on how french my look is becoming.
While I certainly don’t make any conscious effort to dress like a french girl, there are certain fashion rules that apply to Paris and that I have adopted in my look. Stepping out onto the streets here can feel nothing short of stepping out onto a movie set. The buildings that surround the cobblestones and arcades here are famous for being among the most beautiful architecture structures in the world, in the springtime the florists pay extra attention to put their most colourful flowers on display at their doorsteps and if you go out at the right time of day, the cafes and boulangeries greet your nostrils with the fresh smell of bread and hot coffee; but above all the city is home to many of the top fashion brands that the world has ever known from haute couture to prêt-à-porter. In a city as copious in culture as Paris it can often feel like many of the girls here dress accordingly to their heritage. Also when life gives you a movie set why wouldn’t you dress like a movie star?
When it comes to my own personal style, I’m all about attitude and self expression which is why often on our blog you’ll catch me wearing a lot of outfits that raise some eyebrows. However I can’t deny that living in Paris and absorbing the French culture has definitely had a heavy impact on my dress sense and the way I put my outfits together.
For today’s post I thought I would share with you guys some of the latest outfits that I have been loving to strut my stuff in around Paris be it for a casual day with friends or for a romantic date. Let’s begin!
Bringing Italian Design to Paris
I may live in Paris but the mystical world of Italian maximalism is something that has always deeply inspired me when it comes to igniting my love for all things fashion. Think designers like Alessandro Michele and Donatella Versace paired with a Renaissance-like frivolity and you’ve got yourself the perfect recipe for my inner fashionista’s dream come true.
Fashion for me is at it’s most awe-inspiring when it brings something unique and even sublime into the world as we know it. When I first discovered the whimsical designs of Vivetta Ponti, I immediately became utterly enamoured by the the surreal universe that she creates in each of her dreamy collections. The designer evokes all aspects of abstract art in her creations from impressionistic paintings to poetry and even the sentimental aesthetic of old Disney movies to name but a few. The fact that she has the power to bring such art into her designs is truly amazing and when I saw that one of her pieces was up for grabs recently on Depop, I just had to grab it and make it my own.
Today’s post is all about how I thrifted a designer coat and why it has such a special place in my heart being from one of my favourite designers.
A Thing For Navy Blue
When you think of the typical image of the Parisienne what picture usually comes to mind? The old saying goes that if a parisienne could leave the house clad in nothing but a Burberry trench coat her life would be complete and I have to admit… it’s not untrue. The trench coat is a piece as timeless as they come. Throw an eye back to any old movie set in Paris and you’re bound to see the fiercest of femme fatales wrapped in the most elegant of fabrics. The timelessness of the trench really got me thinking about how every Parisian woman, including each one of the friend’s I’ve made in the city has their own signature piece in their wardrobe.