Freja Beha X Zara

By Neslihan
I love, love, love Freja Beha Erichsen. She is just perfection. Her face, her hair, her androgynous body, everything is perfect about this kick ass chick. Her accent is marvelous too. And if you still aren't convinced then go and watch this Zara movie, you'll be enchanted.  She describes the Zara woman for their Autumn/Winter collection. Just as elegant and sensual as in 'The Tale of a Fairy'. GO GO GO!

Sensuality versus sex

By Neslihan

We can all agree on the fact that sex, nudity and sensuality are touchy subjects in some countries/ communities. It's not done, perverse or just very obscene and too personal to talk about. It's a hard reality though that sex is pretty much everywhere in the 21st century. The question is, does it bother? If you'd ask me, I'd say 'yes' and 'no'. 'No' because sex and sensuality are natural to me. It's not a must, it's basic. Everybody needs that kind of thrill, or that kind of femininity. You censor sex, well, you censor a huge part of a human being. You censor an existence. 

As long as nudity is being presented in an artsy but not artificial way, I'm fine with breasts and asses. I'm not saying it always has to be functional or relevant. No, it just has to be aesthetically interesting to look at. If you let Rihanna wear a tiny, pink tong and let her dance on my telly with her bottom in a huge close-up, well, that to me is not artistic. It's too much of an in your face thing, you see? We're not talking about sensuality but sex. In your face sex. And that's when all this nudity totally bothers me. 

Sensuality only with the intention of having sex is just incredibly dull and superficial to me. And now you're going to say that it's never Rihanna or Madonna's intention to give their sexy outfits a phylosophical meaning. That's fine by me. I mean sex sells, right? I still think it's a sad, sad world. Audrey Hepburn never had to show her nipples to make her audience fall in love with her but I guess times have changed.

You'd think that we're getting comfortable around naked bodies and sexual subjects but we somehow seem to disclose ourselves from those topics. Simply because we don't know how the other one's going ot react. I don't want to generalise but that's something I've noticed. Luckily for me, my friends are open about those subjects as well. They don't have issues with talking about their personal (sex)  lives and they totally don't give me those "eeew what are you talking about" looks. It all depends on maturity, I guess.

What you find attractive is totally personal. It's about taste and perception. What might be sexy to you, might be totally boring to me and that's fine. That's totally okay. You don't need to justify your taste because who cares? Sensuality also depends on the culture you're being raised in. As for myself, I'm a girl with Turkish roots and when I look at my family it's super rude to talk about sensuality, sex or LGTB communities. It's something that can be changed or suppressed, they think. It's also unnatural, according to them. And that's even sadder.

My mother on the other hand is very comfortable around those subjects and she leaves my sister and me the choice to explore our own sexual identity. She's relaxed when she's talking about sexuality and I think that's very important. She also lets us wear the clothes we want and gives us our own space and I'm so thankful for that. 

Somehow it seems to be impossible ta talk about sensuality without talking about sexuality. The other way around is possible though and that's very striking to me. I sometimes wished that a simple black dress were to be found a lot more sexier than a pair of hotpants showing 2/3 of your butt cheeks. I sometimes wished that Pasolini was more shocking to our generation than Keri Hilson (play it at 1:00). If that's even shocking because you see, it's a psychological fact that the more we see something, the more we get used to it. So, the next time Keri smacks her boobs into your face, you'll be like "whatever". Or that's how your psychological ego should work. 

The reason of this post are Terry Richardson's portaits of Paz de la Huerta. Terry Richardson is a noted fashion photographer (I've always wanted to say this, Tyra) who's known for his sexy and controversial photoshoots. You recognise the Terry stamp immediately: crazy, sexy, playful, a bit shocking are the keywords. The Paz girl is one hell of a sensual chick. I've come across her pictures for the Agent Provacateur Fall/ Winter campaign and I was kind of amazed how natural she exposed herself and how comfortable she looked doing so. Not to mention her gorgeous face and body. And that name is just amazing. See for yourself.

And a quote to end with:  “There is not anything in mind, which hasn't been in feelings.”

All pictures belong to Terry Richardson, make sure you check out his blog.

Sleepless nights

By Neslihan
So, I'm heading a sleepless night and have all those questions in my head. Some people lose a sense of reality and start to live through their fantasies. They only dream and are afraid of the truth. They hide instead. They hide of the those who might be better or stronger than them. They wish but aren't strong enough to fulfil their own wishes. Too tired of disappointments, too tired of competition, too tired of abandonment. Too tired of everything. And I can see this as I'm still one of those optimistic teenagers. I'm not one of those youngsters who thinks she can change the world. Maybe I'm a tat too realistic for that but that doesn't mean I'm pessimistic about the future or my abilities. It's just that being a 24/7 idealist isn't realistic. And sometimes I wished that I didn't have to work for some things, that they'd just fall into my lap, you know. That I'd wake up one day and realise that I'm travelling for a living. That I'm discovering all those amazing cultures and having the most interesting talks with the locals. That I'm having lunch with Karl Lagerfeld or Frida Kahlo. And that I'm married to Joseph Gordon Levitt or Penn Badgley. You know stuff like that. Dreaming is for free and it's easy. People should do that once in awhile. It makes you happy too. Unless you're dreaming all the time and have lost touch with reality. You can't be in that decadent stage of laziness. You have to get out of your coach and undertake some action because I can't see myself sitting in front of my computer for the rest of my days. I'm not sure what I'm doing right now. Maybe this is a monologue intérieur or some kind of peptalk to myself. I don't know really. I think too much, which isn't a bad thing.

This song is one of the best things that happened to me. Lana Del Rey really is a magician. The lyrics are pure literature. How she discribes reality kind of makes your body float to some higher universe.

Pictures belong to ID's Spring 2012 idssue.

Photoshoot: "Being a princess ain't all it's  cracked up to be"

Model: Marte Mei van Haaster

In love with Jil Sander's paisley prints (second picture) and the Nike trainers. The colour is so sweet! Loved this photoshoot because it has that sporty feel to it. It's still so sensual and edgy. One of my favourite photoshoots of this issue. It's also the first issue I've ever bought.

Disastrous comeback and its disastrous consequences

I warn you for the amount of 'drama' that is on its way. Let's start with dissecting this title for instance. I have been off the blogosphere for quite some time right now. And I had my reasons. There were moments during which I just had a writer's block and there were also moments during which I had tons and tons of inspiration but I just didn't know how to write it down. And just when I had lots of ideas and topics to write about my computer crashed. And since I'm a little superstitious I thought this was a sign from above. The fashion gods just don't want me to write about 'la mode'. Now, I'm thinking: screw you! I'll write whenerver I want and what I want to write about! So here I am, making a 'comeback'. What a dreadful word. It just makes me nautious. I also have some surprises for you. I'm not going to reveal what these surprises are, you just have to follow this beacon of -let's hope- inspiration. Okey, I'll give you a hint: it involves this 'fashion friend' of mine. Curious? Stay tuned.

L'officiel Paris February 2012- Editorial/ Review
I couldn't help but post these pictures of this month's L'officiel Paris. It was a very special edition indeed. You'd almost think that it was L'officiel Afrique. What an amazing concept. On the cover Afro-American delight, Chanel Iman, starring in a fashion shoot with two other black beauties. The three models were posing in the prettiest outfits (spring/summer 2012) of huge brands like Dries van Noten, Prada and Chanel. There was also another fantastic photoshoot called 'Belleville-Bamako'. The model, Egle (never heard of her before), was white and that created an amazing contrast between the set, the colourful prints and the make-up, which was kept simple: red lips and a great skin. Tulbands, shades of brown and orange and African prints made this photoshoot super powerful. There was also a lot of hotness and sensuality in this edition and that was because of the 'Riviera Revival' photoshoot, which remembered the glorious times of the riviera during the 50's. That was a bit about this month's L'officiel Paris, if you still do not own this great piece of art: get your fat ass to your newsagent and buy it!
The cover

'Town chic' 

'Belleville-Bamako'

'Reviera Revival'

Love,Neslihan D.