Fashion and tennis have been intertwined since even before René Lacoste decided to take his nickname, “the Crocodile,” and apply it to an international clothing line or Serena Williams made her trademark appearance frosted in dangling diamond earrings or stacks of diamond rings.
Here are a few images from Vogue.com’s archives of famous players:
1. Ana Ivanović 2009
2. Gaël Monfils 2009
3. Andy Murray 2010
4. Novak Djokovic 2011
5. Serena Williams 2003
Pirelli’s supermodel studded 2014 calendar is looking absolutely flawless. And as much as these images might cause me to immediately put down my bowl of ice cream and perform extensive research on the next “it” juice cleanse I feel that on my more optimistic days it might be a source of inspiration to go out for a jog or even just have a more beautiful outlook on life (was that a run on sentence?). I’m conflicted. In other (and only a little unrelated) news, Zara has got me looking forward to fall, the way only Zara could.
Shit is about to get real on September 15th.
Is anyone else peeing themselves about that fact that this mini Pashli satchel lookalike in black is going for $34.99???
And while we are on the topic of Phillip Lim check out this fall 2013 video. He does everything right.
This whole living under the poverty level thing is suppose to ween out after your early 20s right?
Obviously this doesn’t apply if you’re a lucky bitch with a trust fund. I don’t mean bitch. In fact I want to be said bitch with a trust fund.
What prompted this was an apartment viewing that both Colette and I went to last week in which there was a 5-floor walk up and a shower stall in the kitchen.
What??? I know, I dont’ even…
God please help a sister out and grant me some pesos. I swear I’m worth it.
But seriously, a shower stall outside of the bathroom?
Clearly I’m still having my reaction.
The Chanel maison is really looking to be a heart-breaker to thousands via its resort 2014 collection.
I think I’m having a Romeo & Juliet level relationship with this perfume clutch (translation: I might die/ DNR wristbands anyone?).
Love sounds a bit dramatic but its the first word that come to mind.