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Paris Hilton and Chris Zylka Might Be Getting Married Really, Really Soon

Le 7 novembre 2017, 08:37 dans Humeurs 0

Paris Hilton's tying the knot? That's hot. (Sorry, we had to.) Paris Hilton and her beau Chris Zylka may not be engaged yet, but they're certainly on their way. The couple is already thinking about their future wedding, so naturally we're thinking about it too. And the big question is...Will Paris wear a Juicy Couture track suit down the aisle?

Okay, maybe not down the aisle. But she would at least rock a pair of velour pants while getting ready with her bridesmaids, right? While we'll have to wait and see, we might not have to wait all that long. Us Weekly recently chatted with the heiress and her actor love, where they revealed that they already have marriage—and babies—on the brain. "We cannot wait, it’s going to take a lot of planning!" Hilton told the gossip mag of her and Zylka's future nuptials.

And a wedding isn't all the couple is planning for. These two are already talking about expanding their brood. “I grew up in a family of four, so I definitely don’t want only one," said Hilton. "Two or three, I’d be happy with two but three would be amazing.”

Zylka agreed, adding, "We’re really close to our families and it’s so important to have a close relationship with your brothers and sisters, so we definitely want our children to have siblings to grow up with."

These two may have only been dating for less than a year, but it definitely sounds like they're committed. Hilton and Zylka went #socialmediaofficial in February, with Hilton later revealing that they had actually met each other seven years prior in an interview with Galore, according to Us Weekly.

“He came over to my house. We stayed up all night talking and getting to know each other," Hilton said, recalling their first date. "When we had our first kiss, I felt that electric feeling and I knew there was something special about him,” she continued. “My favorite thing to do is to be at home with him. He is my best friend and we always have the most amazing time together. For work, I have to be out and be social all the time. So in my private time, I would much rather be at home in bed watching TV with my boyfriend and puppies than out at a club.”

...In a Juicy Couture tracksuit, we assuming.Read more at:wedding dresses | bridesmaid dresses

I Hated Wedding Dress Shopping, But I Loved My Dress

Le 2 novembre 2017, 10:49 dans Humeurs 0

The first time I tried on a wedding dress with my mom, I cried.

The stylist was thrilled that I'd found a dress that brought me to tears on our first visit to a bridal salon. My mom immediately offered to pay for the dress, if I liked it so much. What neither of them realized was that I wasn't crying because of the dress — it was shiny and plain and not me at all. I couldn't hold back the tears because I'd grossly underestimated how painful the dress-shopping process would be for me as a fat woman.

When my mom booked a train ticket to New York to go wedding dress shopping with me, I knew it would be a tricky experience. We don't usually see eye to eye — I ended up caving and changing my outfit for our save-the-date photos at her request — and I figured there would be disagreements about fabrics and styles.

But what I hadn't anticipated was the fact that almost nothing I tried on could be zipped up. I had no idea when we set out that day that I'd have to imagine how the dresses would look on me, once there was actually enough fabric to cover my doughy flesh. And I definitely was prepared for the stylist who kept physically grunting while attempting to clip the dresses onto me after the zippers wouldn't budge. My hips, my breasts, my stomach — every part of me was too big to squeeze into bridal samples.

My mom was only in town for a few days, but it felt like a lifetime. I quickly stopped caring about what I would wear to my wedding and focused instead on never setting foot in a bridal salon again.

A couple of years ago, a medication I was taking caused me to gain about 20 pounds. I stopped that prescription, but the pounds kept piling on afterward. Despite my doctor's lack of concern, I've always struggled to accept this bigger version of myself. I also only see my parents once or twice a year, and it broke my heart more to see my mom's worried glances at the stretch marks on my hips while I stood undressed in the bridal salon fitting rooms.

In my parents' wedding photos, my mother is slim and radiant. Her chin is defined and sharp, the way mine used to be before it disappeared into my ever-widening neck. It was hard to squeeze into the tiny bridal samples, but it was even worse to feel like I wasn't giving her the dress-shopping experience she deserved as a mom.

After what felt like forever — it was probably really only two or three days — my mom and I settled on a dress from BHLDN, Anthropologie's bridal store. I was able to squeeze into a size 14 dress they had on the floor; the stomach was tight, but at that point it didn't matter. Who cared that I couldn't lift my arms because the sleeves could barely contain my fatty biceps? It was a white dress; it zipped up; and we could finally be done with the whole process.

The BHLDN stylist took a photo of my mom and me with canned champagne they'd handed us at the store; they congratulated us on finding "the one." I didn't even take the dress out of the bag to hang in my closet at home; I put it in a corner and tried to put it out of mind.

In the following weeks, though, I grew more and more unhappy that I had a wedding dress I patently didn't like. I was angry at myself for even caring; it's one day, and the white dress is an antiquated tradition anyway.

Still, I kept thinking of a different dress I'd tried on for fun, without my mom, on a visit to Boston. It was $300, and I loved its colorful beading and tulle skirt. And it zipped up without issue. I'd showed it to my mom before we started shopping, but she deemed me "too busty" to pull it off. (I'd argued I was "too stomachy" to wear the BHLDN dress we bought, but then again, I'm probably not the best judge of how other people see me.)

Eventually, I got worked up enough that I decided to go back for the initial dress and find a way to break the news to my mom (the BHLDN dress wasn't refundable at that point). I was too late, though; it was sold out.

A few weeks later, I was on the phone with my parents and mentioned the fact that I wouldn't be able to lift my arms in the dress. (When we bought the dress, I'd made some sort of joke about doing more strength training; clearly, there was no progress on that front.) My mom said the wedding was only one day.

I went to bed defeated — but I woke up to a surprising phone call the next day. My parents had tracked down the salon where there'd been a different dress I'd secretly loved. We hadn't spent much time on it — it was above the price range my mom had set — but I'd noticed its sparkly skirt and bodice in passing while trying on more conservative dress options.

It was everything I thought I didn't want, a sweetheart neckline and a huge skirt, but I couldn't stop looking at it. And, as it turns out, my mom noticed. Feeling guilty for her "just one day" comments, she and my dad offered to buy the dress. I halfheartedly tried to stop them — it wasn't a cheap endeavor — but they placed the order that day. We were getting close to the wedding, and so the dress needed to be rush-ordered, but my parents paid the additional fees to make it happen. I was gobsmacked at their generosity ahead of the big day.

I realize that I was incredibly privileged in this scenario. I am extremely fortunate to have two well-off parents who could afford to drop a significant amount of money on a replacement wedding dress. And I'm extremely privileged to be able to say it wasn't just about the dress's cost. After a significant disagreement about my college plans several years earlier, it was the first time I felt like I could trust my parents again. They saw me. Not as someone who couldn't stop gaining weight, or as the woman who couldn't squeeze herself into a wedding dress sample. They saw me as someone who was worthy of wedding-day happiness, worthy of feeling beautiful.

And in that dress, I really did feel beautiful. I love the photos from that day, my fatty arms and double chin on full display. The wedding brought my husband and me together, but it brought me closer to my parents, too — all because I'd happened to be fat.Read more at:lace wedding dresses | wedding dresses

All the “Cool Girl” Hair and Makeup Looks From the CFDA Vogue Fashion Fund Show

Le 26 octobre 2017, 04:49 dans Humeurs 0

Backstage at the 2017 CFDA/Vogue Fashion Fund, traditionally held at the Chateau Marmont Hotel in Hollywood, where up-and-coming designers compete in front of a panel of judges for $400,000 and a mentorship from CFDA members and Vogue editors, the beauty looks were a mix of avant-garde meets the new guard meets the very very old guard, from '50s bouffants to '30s brows to romantically long, floral-filled lengths plucked straight from the 18th Century. Tasked with creating and executing the wide range of hair and makeup looks were artists Alice Lane for Milk Makeup and Gregory Russell for Ouai, both of whom cited the star-studded city as another major player in many of the night's collections.

For Los Angeles-based fashion label RtA’s club rats, the duo paired a thick, graphic-and-wet black eye with "cool girl hair" that has become Ouai founder Jen Atkin’s trademark. Known for its greasy root, courtesy of the line's Rose Hair & Body Oil and Matte Pomade, and dry, grungy ends, the coveted style can be easily fudged with just a touch of Wave Spray. Another Hollywood turn was seen in Ahlem’s classic fifties collection, which featured Audrey Hepburn-esque hair that was brushed up into towering beehives, a look so major, only black sunglasses and an orange lip would do. Even more outre were Chromat’s avant-garde scuba girls, who sported rubber swim caps with a beauty look that Lane likened to being "definitely done." Of the lips, that began in a matte lipstick and were finished with a gloss, she says: “I don’t know if this was inspired by L.A. and the plumped-up filler look, but this is a very plastick-y vinyl feel that's drippy and kind of gross but she looks cool.”

Other bold looks included the Telfar models' Chaplin-esque brow (inspired by the filmmaker's movie City Lights) using Eye Vinyl in Tunnel, which Lane created in one upward swoop of a brush, as well as Mateo’s painters, reimagined down the runway as living works of art. “The models are walking and holding frames up to their faces and looking though them like a painting," says Russell, "so we literally painted on a swash of white body paint across the face and hair."

For designer Sandy Liang’s collection, Lane and Russell wanted the models to look like forest beasts. “As if they'd been running across the moors and were ruddy-cheeked, with glossy and sweaty faces,” Lane says. “In this heat, we probably got some extra help from nature.” Hair was sprayed with Memory Mistbefore it was crimped and brushed out for that wild, feathery texture. The fine detailing was also found in the models' "contoured nails," which were adorned only with a black-and-pastel trimming by nail artist Holly Falcone for Orly.

The one classically beautiful look belonged to the jewelry designer and sculptor, Jordan Askill. According to Lane, his delicate, sculptural pieces called for “a Renaissance nymph," inspired by "the paintings of François Boucher." For the high moisture effect, gloss was used under the eye for an almost sorrowful appearance. "Like she's been weeping," says Lane. Hair was also definitively romantic, the loose curls made softer with the incorporation of floral embellishments "almost like a fairy crown,” says Russell. After placing the flowers, the stylist finished it off with Ouai's Texturizing Hair Spray, to keep a light and fluffy texture throughout. All in all, the night felt fresh, and fun--and very fashion.Read more at:lace wedding dresses | beach wedding dresses

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