Friday, October 27, 2006

Unless it's slutwear, it wont sell...

What do you think about that? No exposed belly or T&A...does that make for a sales disaster? Lots of people seem to think so. In a world full of slutwear and attatchable genetalia, a small population of people complain that they cannot find anything to wear. I remember when I first started Vitamin was to cater to those people. The people who wanted more clothes on than not. A few days ago...a new person stopped by the store and asked...."Are there any clothes around that...covers up stuff?" Of course than was insulting to me because she was standing in MY store...and I don't sell slutwear...there are a few naughty things here and there but slutwear, NUT UH! After I made a few suggestions though, I got to looking around in my store. Sure, the quality of my designs have gotten better, but my skirts have gotten shorter, tops skimpier, and pants as low as they can go. Why? Because I started to cater to the bigger crowd, than the crowd my line was intended for. Here's an outfit for you all that wonder where the old Vitamin Ci went...Liz...comes in 3 colors (cocoa shown)available @ Vitamin Ci's main store in Extraordinaire.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

I'm Miffed!

Why, you may ask? ...and so what if you don't. My blog, my rants, k? My girl A.J. got sent home on America's next top model! What is that about?! She had a kickass runway walk AND she takes fabulous pictures. Okay, so she messed up in ONE challenge. Jada on the other hand hasn't had a great photoshoot YET. Why are they keeping her around? I don't hate Jada...I just love A.J. What were they thinking? She even won Top Model’s cover girl of the week the day she was cut. I guess the producers didn't want A.J. to win for whatever reason and wanted to axe her out while they had a chance. I think it was between her and Melrose all along. I would have loved to see those two opposites hash it out.... Now the heffer has no competition! Okay, maybe CariDee. We'll see. *Sighs* Bye A.J....believe me, you can still be a supermodel if it's something you want to pursue.

Saturday, October 14, 2006

O...M...G! Hair Touching NO NO!

I saw this video and I wanted to slap Barabra myself. I admired the class Brandy and Tanika Ray had in this incident. In most cases that could have turned ugly! Look at both of these women's faces when she initially touches their head. People...generally, have their personal space and I suspect hair pulling is a little too much for EVERYONE...but just in cas e it isn't.... A: Never put your hands in an African-American woman's hair unless she says "Touch my hair, please." (by the way, that's never going to happen unless you're a professional hair stylist). B: Never ask "Is that your real hair?" WTF? There's so many things wrong with that. Barbara Walters doesn't live in a bubble somewhere in Connecticut. She's a journalist that has been all over the world and encountered many cultures. She knows--she was just being....rude. Not cute Barabra...not cute at all!

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

The Wear and Terry of Wrinkles

Um, yeah....I don't know what I'm talking about in that title either. But yeah! So....this is my new favorite outfit for a few reasons: it's simple, something I'd actually wear in real life, and...and...AND I successfully drew wrinkles. Yes, I know you're just as excited as I am...because these wrinkles are not no...they look nice...this would all be thanks to Starley's article in the current issue of Second Style. I'm not perfect at it yet BUT I've come a long way...and just think, during a time...where I have no time. Yes kids, I'm still in school...teaching my little rear off...yay! Speaking of teaching...We come to the dress name: Vitamin Ci-Terry. I named it after one of my loverly professors. Not because she's my favorite...not because she isn't...but just because I was thinking about an assignment in her class while making me creation. It comes in 6 lovely colors...and blue (I'll give you the blue one free if you IM me...I'm not going to sell it...I didn't like it so much). Stop by me!