Last weekend, I received three vintage magazines in the mail from my favorite seller: two US Vogue (February 1993 and April 1993) and an issue of American Photo March/April 1994. The third is a special one because it was dedicated to the great Avedon.
A whole issue dedicated to Richard Avedon: see the Diva (i.e. Dovima with the Elephants) wearing YSL for Christian Dior to the right? It is one of the top twenty most expensive photographs in history.
I can’t even remember when was the first time I’ve heard of his name, but I have a memory of his images from decades past.
When I first searched for Twiggy, Penelope Tree and Veruschka online, I found out much later on that most of their dreamy photographs were taken by Avedon. Twiggy’s headshot with those insanely long lashes, Penelope Tree with the black Halston dress with that ornate metal neck detail, and Veruschka in that epic Great Fur Caravan.
Since we had to conserve our leaves for the upcoming trip and impending holidays (must reserve for the parties and, of course, UP’s Lantern Parade), Mon and I decided to just have dinner somewhere else. We tagged Faye along to Ayala Triangle and found ourselves in Amici. I was initially under the impression that it would be my first time to dine in any Amici branch, but I was reminded that some office-related dinner was done in the branch near Don Bosco.
And then the food came and we ordered just enough for the three of us. I love pesto a lot and I try to make it a point to order one from a new place and compare with other pestos that I’ve tasted. At first, I thought that I can’t properly taste my food because I had a runny nose and a sore throat, so I kept on adding salt every now and then. But when I tasted Faye’s chicken, it was fine (in fact, very delicious) that I came to the conclusion that my pasta was under-seasoned. Time to cross their pesto off my list forever. I forgot what Mon ordered but it was cream-based and also tasted good. We had to order extra garlic bread sticks though (focaccia to be exact), because apparently, some of their pasta are not automatically served with one. =/
The saving grace: dessert! We just had a single slice of the Mango Felicity cake (what a name), and our initial impression was that it was like a crema de fruta. Aside from the nice presentation, it was actually good because it wasn’t that sweet. I was more interested with the side though (I don’t know what it was properly called, the crust? Perhaps?), because it instantly reminded me of the pattern popularized by Gianni Versace usually found in the circle of the medusa.
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Will we go back there? Not too sure. =) We might be looking out for other choices, unless somebody else will treat us. Happy 4Y2M again Mon! <3
For a long time, I’ve been always searching for the perfect opportunity to snag a Burberry trench coat but I wasn’t fortunate enough — until last Friday! Whenever I see one available on Ebay, it wasn’t my size and most of the trenches are for women to begin with! I was able to buy one before, but it was not trench but a raincoat.
So I eventually sold it. I want a traditional trench with the belt, D-rings (in case I decide one day to carry a grenade) and, of course, the double breasted-ness of it. I just paid for this vintage Burberrys trench coat (more on the ‘s’ on that Burberry in a while) this afternoon and it will arrive tomorrow.
I was really excited and was still looking at the pictures and reading online when I was suddenly alarmed. I just realized that there’s a difference between a man and a woman’s trench coat, the same way that dress shirts are made differently for both sexes. I looked at the photo and saw, upon comparison with pictures from Google Images, that it was buttoned the same way as women’s shirts were, with the right lapel on the top. I was floored. Did I just make a terrible mistake of buying a lady’s coat? So I looked again online to look at other pictures, and specifically searched for “parts of a trench coat” and saw this:
(Photo from whiteblackradio.blogspot.com)