Today was a hard day for me. While sitting at work, I got the call no one wants to get. A loved one has been in an accident. My loved one was my mother! I immediately went on auto pilot and pretty much can tell you that most of my morning was a blur!
As I walked into the ER headed to my mom's gurney (where she lay doped up on Vicodin), my head swimming with fear thinking the worst. Here's what transpired.
"ooh Gigi, you look awesome. Did you put your photo up this morning?"
"No, ma'am. I normally take the pic when I get home from work and load it then, but I won't be doing it today. That's not really important, how are you? What did the doctors say?"
"Why is it not important?" She asked.
"Well, ma' today ain't that kinda' day. It's not important."
"Oh really, well I think it is. Baby, this is your passion and nothing should stop that, nothing. Without passions, life ain't worth living. Put the photo up for me at least cause I love seeing you all pretty."
We went on to discuss her situation and please allow me to make a long story short, she is well, just some bruised ribs and a bruised ankle. Thank the lord!
So ma', here's the photo posted just like you asked. I hope it's pretty enough for you.
Muah! - Gigi
(Vintage leather vest; BGBG tank and skirt; Victoria's Secret hosiery; Issac Mizrahi boots)
Something about this photo reminds me of Miami. Not too sure why, as I would be in much, much less. But, I'll go with it. Perhaps, it's that the floor and walls remind me of a hotel I stayed in on a recent visit. That could be it. Or it could be that I desperately miss South Beach! I take it it's the latter. ^_^
I was thinking about Anita Pallenberg when I got up this morning. So I decided why not have today's outfit beckon her name. I hope she'd approve. I absolutely love looking at photos of Ms. P. In all honesty, I think her style is timeless. I find myself going back to her influence every time anything reminiscent to the 1980's arises (Clothing/style wise that is). 
The shoes I have on here (though my sweet Audio covers most of them) make me feel like Jimi Hendrix. Something with the leather gives me this funny swagger whenever I wear them. I figure why not pair them with peach lace pants. I topped it off with a black sleeveless tuxedo shirt and a vintage pony hair belt. Only thing I'm missing is my afro! Oh well, there's always next week! :)
I'm actually headed out the door to a friend's wedding. It's an evening wedding. Protocol states that one should wear black tie. I chose to wear a vintage tuxedo dress. I'm told the dress is from the 30's, but I think it's more like the 40's who knows. The hat is definitely from the 40's it came from Montaldo's which used to be a high-end department store during the 40's & 50's. The crocodile handbag is from the 60's art-deco era. And the shoes, well, the shoes are Gucci 2001. All in all, no matter the year, I'd say it's one smart looking ensemble. What do you think?
Felt like a rock&roll gypsy when I woke up, so that's what I threw together. Can't wait to wake up tomorrow and see what has popped into my head! ^_^
I woke up this morning wanting a zoot suit. Don't ask me why, but I so did. That same day, I ran my mom around on errands. 
Today was a hard day for me. While sitting at work, I got the call no one wants to get. A loved one has been in an accident. My loved one was my mother! I immediately went on auto pilot and pretty much can tell you that most of my morning was a blur! 
Today, I felt like being Pugsley Addams. I have always been a dark and brooding character, so the transition was rather easy. Originally, I was trying to shoot a sinister photo, but everything kept coming out looking far from dark and brooding, as the photo above clearly shows.
