I was originally going to write about the fact that if you had asked me who Phillip Beasly was two years ago I would have wondered whether you has given your dog or your cat an arodablish name (adult+adorable). But I think that I haven't addressed a very important issue. Men with headgear (and no I don't mean the dental type). As a female I feel that head gear is only challenging due to say being from another culture or perhaps how big/heavy your head wrap is. You know? But men aren't even shown to be wearing anything that isn't a hat on their heads in mainstream fashion media.
This is why I think all those fab Sikh men are supremely important! Let me just say that if people complain about Beyonce snatching their edges without proper warning to hide - that's how I feel about seeing turbans. For real guys. Like I'll be on my way to work - half asleep and wondering why I need money then BAM! A pair of older gentlemen will be walking in what looks like workout/lounge-wear; their turbans light pastel shades. I want to weep and tell my boss that I can't show up to work due to too much chicness before my motor cortex can function. What's even worse (by which I mean infinetly more aesthetically pleasing) is when you see these guys dressed up. You could have a tumeric coloured turban, paired with tha best monochrome outfit of tan and brown. Such outfits are enhanced by slight touches of carefully worn leather shoes, gold watches and/or rings. I almost cried seeing such an ensemble the other day. I am a straight up mess when counting the layers of the turbans - or the varying shades they seem to come it. What's even more tear inducing is the fact that they're all perfectly tied!!! I always tilt my head, or shake it a little because what is this type of slayage called? Hmmmm..... How is it so consistent? Why are they all so well dressed!!!!!!! But really what has inspired most of them to look so calm? The kind of calm that would make a little kid throwing a fit stop. The kind of calm that is really a reassured type of refined confidence.
Since none of them have offered my awestruck and slightly aesthetically thirsty self an answer the only thing I can do is vibe off what I'm being served. Thus I present to you this monochromesque look. This dress was seriously more than magic. The fabric itself felt like neoprene's skinnier cousin - making it sit off my body just so. This punctuated the silhoutte and made the shimmer sophisticated instead of bordering on tacky. And yes - I did pet the wall paper below to calm myself. It's Viktor & Rolf guys.