Headpiece Giveaway!
{This headpiece could be yours! Read on…}
This gorg Shanna’s Chic Designs headpiece makes me want to bust out my Bollywood dance moves à la Slumdog Millionaire. Jai ho! And lucky for you, I’m feeling gifty and giving one away! Yes, you read that right. All you have to do is:
Like me on Facebook here
Like Shanna’s Chic Designs here
Additional entries can be earned by completing the following:
Mentioning the contest in a FB status update
Recommending the Shanna’s Chic Designs fan page to your friends
Each time one of your friends becomes a fan; they will get an additional entry
Winner will be announced on Oct. 19 here!
{Good luck!}
Let Me Teach You How to Wordy
{The Wordy Girl gets low low low low low}
This week was a complete wash thanks to a 5-day long fever. To be completely honest, I felt like poo squared. It was so NOT a good look. Being confined to my sofa swathed in sweat left me grappling for health and happiness in a place where I was nowhere near health and happiness’ zip code, if you know what I mean.
So when I started feeling like my semi-usual, uppity, zany self today, I did a little jig (think gnamgnam style-meets-dougie-meets-twerking) in the streets just for you freaks. I wore this murdered-out look to a Saks Dadeland blogger event where my rhinestone spike necklace garnered many oohs and ahhs. Personally, I think my really really ridiculously bad dance moves warrant more praise.
{BCBG Max Azria leather-sleeved blazer, Alexis tank, Free People lingerie shorts, Chanel booties, Clare Vivier clutch, Lola James Jewelry necklace}
{Clare Vivier clutch, Mia Jewels ring, Impress press-on nails}
Versace and Dwyane Wade Dinner. I die.
{The Wordy Girl and NBA Champ Dwyane Wade}
{The black-and-gold table setting}
Somehow, somewhere, The Wordy Girl was invited to the most exclusive Saks Fifth Avenue Bal Harbour and Versace party hosted by Dwyane Wade. I know, somebody pinch me! Anyhoo, I got to hang out with Wade at Hyde Lounge where the table setting channeled masculine, black-and-gold, unmistakably Versace over-the-topness. Being the gregarious gal I am, I walked right up to Wade and we chatted a bit about a few commonalities (which shall remain private) and other than the personal stuff our conversation went something like this:
ME: You look fresh to death. What are you wearing?
WADE: Versace from head to toe. I love that I can dress this blazer up or down.
ME: Walk me through your closet. What would I find?
WADE: (Laughing) A lot. A ton of Versace, Tom Ford, Ralph Lauren and Calvin Klein.
ME: Will you adopt me, puh-leeze?
WADE: Yes!
Ok, I made that last portion up. Either way, we’re totes BFFs even if he doesn’t know it yet.
Breakfast with Burberry
{Burberry dress, Casadei suede pumps}
Last Friday was a très magnifique day in the sense that I achieved a maje weight-loss goal (9 pounds and counting!) and was given the chi chi von fancy opportunity to host a Burberry Prorsum exclusive runways experience at Soho Beach House.
I decided to wear the very Burberry dress I wore to my wedding’s rehearsal dinner 10 years ago to the event because proper fashion etiquette dictates you “Wear the house to the house.” This in itself was a feat because I’ve given birth twice since I wore this particular racy and lacy number last and my affinity for carbs has doubled since then as well. Oy!
{Lukas and Maria peruse the collection}
So slipping into that dress on Friday was everything! It’s obvious my training seshes with Massi and eating like a rabbit are paying off. Now for the party…my friends and I viewed the Prorsum Spring/Summer 2012 Womenswear Show direct from London’s Hyde Park. The video of the London fashion show was decidedly transcendental — and according to Chief Creative Officer of Burberry Christopher Bailey, Spring calls for jewel tones, metallics, laser-cut trenches and the sickest satin wedges you’ve EVER seen (promise!).
{Christina in head-to-toe Burberry bombshell mode}
{This trench with tweed peplum is perfection!}
After the presentation, we perused the racks and accessories from the Town & Field collection (think fox and hound-accented hardware) and shopping via iPads.
And after imbibing one-too-many mimosas, my inner wild child headed straight toward the marble tub for an impromptu photo shoot because the tub told me to do it. Swear.















