Feb
10
2014
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Setting the Mood: Love Me Tender or Not So Much.
Written by: WhyDid | Setting the Mood

valentines dayThe only day in February with more unnecessary hype surrounding it than the first day of Fashion Week is Valentine’s Day.  While I’m love’s greatest champion even after all my crashing, burning, and broken hearts, Valentine’s Day gives me a little bit of anxiety.  Not really for myself so much as the rest of the general population.  My blackened heart basically makes me immune to the inevitable disappointment of people everywhere who dreamt up a day so romantic it would make Cinderella sick.  Without fail, plans fall apart, hearts get shattered, and mascara finds its way down tear stained cheeks.

Don’t believe me?  Check out a few of my Valentine’s Day massacres:

One year it was spent eating an entire box of red velvet cupcakes and crying with my gay best friend.  Did I mention the cupcakes had been meant for his date who canceled an hour before?

I once went through a breakup while seated next to my boyfriend turned ex boyfriend on an airplane on the way home from Los Angeles.  That was an awfully long flight.

And last year I really exceeded all of my bad decision making capabilities with a late night margarita fueled rendezvous.  That lead to an entire year of what some might consider an all around bad decision.  I’d actually like to thank the fine folks previously employed at Mole for having served us more tequila shots than there are days in February.

But it’s not all bad.  People have gotten engaged, met at single’s mixers, and lived out The Bachelor worthy dates.  So, let’s go with that.  While I’ll probably padlock myself indoors and surrender my iPhone to my doorman for the evening so as to avoid my apparent February 14th curse, you kids go out and have fun.

 

sexy valentine gift

 

Agent Provocateur Soiree Liu Liu Lace Bra and BriefsHotel Costes Red Eau de Toilette, Oscar de la Renta Gold Plated Crystal Rose EarringsNicholas Kirkwood Lace Mesh Pumps

 

xx,

WhyDid

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Dec
16
2013
1


Why Did You Wear That: Metallica and the Monterey Musical Melee
Written by: WhyDid | Personal Style

kirsten smithIn case you haven’t heard (or read WhyDid in the the last 6+ moths), the 90’s are having a renaissance.  And with the revival of 90’s trends like babydoll dresses and brands like Birkenstock, 90’s musicians are also feeling a lift in their royalties.  I understand that stores like Urban Outfitters and Forever 21 shill out shirts with graphics of “vintage” bands emblazoned on them and some of you have only heard of these bands during drunken stories told by your nostalgic “older” friends or when a song comes on in a dive bar and all the “middle aged” patrons go wild.  Well, here’s a pro-tip (talking to you children of the 90’s): be sure you know something about the vintage band t-shirt you are wearing because people will ask you about it- much like the friendly man who checked me out at Nob Hill.  Fortunately for me, I was schooled, partially by osmosis- partially against my will by my older brothers who wore weird clothes, had long hair, and played their instruments at ungodly hours at decibel levels usually reserved for freight trains in the guesthouse above our garage.

I don’t think any of us will soon forget the roadtrip from Monterey to Los Angeles that nearly came to bloody blows when I demanded in my pouty teenage cheerleader way that we listen to Backstreet Boys and my metal loving brothers were more inclined to jump out the windows of the moving vehicle before allowing their eardrums to be tainted by such pop hypocrisy.  I don’t actually recall who won, but I do love my poor damn dad for dealing with all of us without wrecking into a guardrail in the midst of the melee.  I believe we ended up taking turns, but I have to take a moment and thank my brothers for their efforts in a musical intervention.  You saved me from myself… and the Backstreet Boys.

In my tradition of nomadic travel (meaning I am incapable of booking roundtrip plane tickets and prefer to take things as they come), I didn’t pack enough clothing for my extended stay.  However, I enjoy raiding the closets of those that I’m visiting and incorporating their wares into my gypsy wardrobe.  This is when I stumbled upon my father’s 1971 military fatigues (which he has informed me as I write this were referred to as OD, olive drab).  What a perfect way to top off my Metallica tee and maxi skirt while watching the sun set on a sunny day in Monterey.

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kirsten smithearrings: Soho street find (similar here),  jacket: Dad’s (similar here), t-shirt: Bravado, skirt: Brandy Melville (similar here), bag: Amrita Singh, boots: All Saints (similar here)

Sleep with one eye open.

xx,

WhyDid

 

photos by Richard (Dick) Smith

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Nov
20
2013
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Why Did or Why Don’t: Playing with Fire

jennifer lawrenceTeens and adults alike across the globe are waiting with bated breath for the Friday release of the second installment of the Hunger Games trilogy, Catching Fire.  All of them except for me.  I never bothered to pick up the books… you know I don’t do mainstream… so I have no idea what they are really even about except that people are pretty obsessed with the series’ heroine, Katniss Everdeen and her real life identity, Jennifer Lawrence.

While I won’t be watching the movie, I have been watching Jennifer’s red carpet arrivals and Miss Lawrence wore this Christian Dior gown to the Los Angeles premiere on Monday.  You know I’m usually a huge proponent for anything that doesn’t require pants (or bra), but has her crotch baring, barely there getup gone too far?  Can this lady do no wrong or does the emperor have no clothes… literally?

jennifer lawrenceLady Lawrence has been on a fashion world tour, blowing my mind at every stop.  Last Friday, she showed my other favorite cleavage, aka “side boob” in a different Christian Dior concoction and I’m loving the dark lip, new cropped hair, and edgy but sweet frock.

So, what are you thoughts on Katniss’s Christian Dior at the LA premiere?

xx,

WhyDid

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Sep
17
2013
1


Why Did You Wear That: Smitty Did it

kirsten smithIf you’ve been reading for a while (even only a little while), you are probably well aware that the main man in my life is and always will be an eight pound Maltipoo by the name of Smitty.  What you may not know is that his namesake is my father and the reasoning behind that is because they were coincidentally born on the very same day, September 22nd.  At some point in my early collegiate years, my mom passed down a vintage t-shirt that she’d owned emblazoned with the phrase, “Smitty did it.”  Since my last name is, of course, Smith, I had taken it and worn it without really giving it much thought.  Then I gave it some thought… and realized how inappropriate the interpretation of this shirt could be.  Almost as awkward as the time my mom tried to hand off her keychain that says, “I love Dick,” which she carried for years without ever realizing that most people weren’t privy to the fact that her husband’s name was Dick and she wasn’t some kind of overly amorous individual.

I held onto the shirt and it became relevant again once this pound and a half of puppy entered my life.  No longer indicative of anything other than the fact that my dog probably did it.  I didn’t actually realize what a family affair this outfit was until I started listing the pieces individually below.  The only member I’m missing something from is my eldest brother, Adam, but I’ve already sported his gear (thanks, big bro).

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smitty in the city maltipoo

kirsten smith flannel shirthat: Dick Smith (dad) similar here, flannel shirt: Andy Smith (brother) similar here, t-shirt: Georgia Smith (mom), jeans: c/o Frankie B., bag: vintage- similar here, boots: – similar here, on Smitty: camo hoodie by

It wasn’t me.  Smitty did it.

xx,

WhyDid

 

Photo Credit: Michael Stiegler

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Aug
29
2013
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Beauty Buzz: Blonde Ambition… Or Lack Thereof.
Written by: WhyDid | Beauty Buzz

kirsten smithOne of the hardest parts about leaving New York for sunny LA other than just about everything was coming to terms with the fact that I was going to have to replace my blonde making magician of a hairstylist.  Before I left, I got my locks artificially kissed by the sun, and kissed Anna (my hairstylist) goodbye.  Living in the land of blondes, I figured it’d be easy to find someone , but having been burned (like, literally.  My hair fell out.) before, I was totally hesitant  to try someone new.

I don’t get many lucky breaks.  No, really, ask my friends and family.  It’s like I’m followed around by a storm cloud, but in this instance, I dumb lucked into the hair trend that took over the land whilst in between haircare masters: ombre.  While most girls went out and had their stylists darken their roots and lighten their ends.  I sat back, relaxed, and watched my hair grow.  Which is kind of the equivalent of watching paint dry, except slightly more exciting because you never really know what color your natural haircolor is after 10+ years of highlighting.

When I started posting selfies on Instagram, my darker locks got some seriously positive feedback and many a blonde pal asked just how I had managed the switch.  So, below I have outlined my rules to achieving the look and wouldn’t you know?  The end of summer is the perfect time to try the continuing trend.

  1. Commit to the challenge.  No one said it was going to be easy.  They just said it would be worth it.  Okay, it’s definitely not that serious, but just brace yourself for a transitional period.  You aren’t going to look the same.  You are going to have to change your makeup.  Different colors are going to look better on you.  Some people even told me my facial structure started to look different.  I think that was because I packed on winter weight, but that’s neither here nor there.
  2. Blend In.  This is just about the only situation in life where I will advise you to do so… unless you happen to be hunting.  In which case, stick with camo.  To make the switch from amber to auburn less abrupt, have your colorist paint in some lowlights and start blending away the blonde.
  3. Keep it trim.  Sure, you won’t need to spend half your paycheck being painted the perfect buttery blonde anymore, but that doesn’t mean you have to skip the salon altogether.  I hate getting haircuts, but letting too much time pass between trims can lead to some hairy situations; much like missing a bikini wax.  Schedule a visit every six to eight weeks depending on your hair length and style.
  4. Be patient.  Similar to growing out your bangs, your roots are going to get to that stage where you just wanna say, “F%ck it!” and get back on the bottle.  But don’t do it.  Stay off the sauce.  Though you may be looking like Courtney Love of the 90’s (not someone I aim to emulate either), you will get through this.  Much like how I got through Advanced Calculus and my last breakup.
  5. Start from the bottom (now you’re here).  Your ends are old.  Some of them have been with you longer than a few of your friends.  Think about it: hair grows about half an inch a month.  So unless you’re sporting a Miley Cyrus pixie cut, you may have strands aging over ten years!  Now, when it comes to sudsing up in the shower, you’re going to want to focus most of the shampooing on your roots and conditioning on your ends.  Same principle applies when putting on product post bathing.

The whole process took about an entire year, but I have hair that’s halfway down my back.  And while that sounds like an excessive amount of time, each phase was kind of like having a new look.  Where the lighter strands are in relation to your face make all the difference.  You may stop the process when your golden strands greet your chin.  Seeing as the sun has been kind to my color, I, too, will be repeating the process this fall.  Unless, of course, I go for that Miley pixie.

xx,

WhyDid

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