#bardot neckline

[bridaljournal]

Lee Petra Grebenau Bridal 2021 La Belle Epoque Collection: Jamie (1/2)

[star-burrow]

Sleeping Beauty Discourse ahead </3

I’m getting so annoyed at hearing this YouTuber I really like going on and on about how Aurora’s portrait in the movie of 1959 was sexualized and whatnot because of the goddamn Bardot Neckline, which is really funny to me since I always saw the choice of that neckline to be one of the things they added onto her design because of their idea of giving Aurora a more angular beauty to differentiate her from the other princesses at the time.

And while I get that she might not look 15-16, there’s a BIG appearance difference between the two ages, trust me. A teen will change a lot from their 15 to their 16. I also think that this idea came from Aurora’s more angular shapes and the classic Disney stylization of the female body, once again, that never bothered me but I suppose I can see how that could bother other people.

Saying that Aurora was dressed more modestly on the live-action is honestly baffling to me. Yes, she is more modest since Elle Fanning was fourteen when she portrayed the character, but Aurora’s first ever outfit in the 1959 movie is actually pretty modest, she’s literally wearing a shawl over her head on the first scene, for Christ’s sake! And then her princess dress doesn’t really look seductive?? It looks more glamorous, sure, but it’s because shes a princess. It’s still simple and, frankly, her personality was always too jovial for me to see her as such.

[moonchildstyles]

bardot coming soon

set in 1969 California, y/n is a struggling model, and harry might have a way to get her to her dreams

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One of them in particular had (Y/N) flicking her eyes away more than once, his face almost too pretty to look at for longer than a moment before needing a break. 

His bone structure was sharp, jawline cutting with high cheekbones, a layer of stubble creeping up his cheeks. From his profile, his nose was a perfect straight line; cinnamon colored freckles were dusted over the bridge, faint under the lowlight. His hair came in textured waves of dark brown, playing off of the bright green hue of his eyes. His white button up was undone, displaying the white undershirt pasted to his torso. Just the faintest peeks of different tattoos bled through the thin fabric, including the tips of a chest piece peeking over the neckline of his tank. A small peach colored, paisley printed silk scarf was hanging around his neck, untied through the wrinkles in the material made it clear it had been knotted earlier in the night. A pair of black pants were belted around his hips with a shimmering pinstripe running through the garment, playing off the ambient lighting through the backyard.

(Y/N) couldn't keep herself from following the line of his form. Broad shoulders and strong chest gave way to a tapered waist, each block of muscle visible through the cling of the top. 

By the time she dared to flit her eyes back up to his face, (Y/N) had to blink back her shock at finding the green lilypads of his eyes already trained right on her. A small smile touched at the corner of his mouth, amusement sparking across his graze. 

Feeling her skin heating, she was suddenly too aware of herself. She hadn't meant to glaze her eyes all over him, let alone be caught doing just that. Flicking her gaze away on instinct towards Misty still schmoozing over her executive, (Y/N) shuffled in her spot, patent leather of her boots squeaking. Her hands suddenly felt too empty, especially feeling his eyes still warming the side of her face. She didn't think before she had her hand reaching for her hair, searching for some kind of flyaway or anything out of place to play with, just before her fingers collided with her forgotten sunglasses. If there wasn't already enough embarrassment coursing through her system, the fact she had left her accessory messily holding her hair back could have been enough to have her melting on the spot. 

It wasn't bad enough she was caught ogling a stranger, she also had to have stray pieces of hair standing straight up on her head while she was at it. 

Fumbling around, she plucked the sunglasses from the top of her head and made to shove them into her purse. A breathy laugh sounded, so quiet she wouldn't have heard it over all the noise had she not been hyper aware of the man standing only feet away from her. 

Peeking up through the stray baby hairs falling in her face, (Y/N) saw the man with the peach scarf looking at her with an amused smile on his face, dimples in his cheeks with his green irises bright. He bounced his brows above his eyes when he caught her gaze, gesturing down to her stumbling hands and fingerprint laden glasses with a tip of his chin. 

(Y/N)'s blood burned under the apples of her cheeks. She could only sheepishly shrug, a shy smile on her lips in hopes of looking more nonchalant than she clearly was. 

Another small laugh plumed from him. Her shoulders relaxed some when she realized he wasn't making a joke of her, merely quietly teasing her over something only the two of them know about. A small inside joke was being threaded between them in the middle of the patio. 

Stepping away from the congregation, the man made a step towards (Y/N). Her heartbeat picked up in her chest. It would only take a few of his long strides to close to space between them. 

"This is (Y/N)," Misty chirped, tugging her forward and away from the stranger that had taken her attention. "My sister bailed, and (Y/N) stepped up to come with me tonight. I wouldn't be here if she didn't agree to come out here." 

A slight daze had (Y/N)'s attention split between the present and moments before. She gave a placid smile to Misty's executive, offering a hand out for him to shake. "Nice to meet you. Mr. Vitacoma, right?" 

He flashed (Y/N) a bright smile, offering his own greeting she barely paid attention to. Pleasantries were exchanged then, forcing her to play along as to not ruin this for Misty, though (Y/N)'s mind was decidedly stitched elsewhere. With every plastered smile and feigned attentive nod of her head, she could feel someone's—his—eyes on her. 

If it wasn't disrespectful, she would have already disengaged from Mr. Vitacoma and given her attention back to the man with the peach scarf. As much as she warmed under his gaze, still feeling a bit of that embarrassment after being caught so obviously ogling him, she was thrilled to have seen him attempting to approach her. 

She hoped she hadn't lost her chance to hear what kind of voice a man like that held, and what it may sound like wrapped around her name. 

Hearing the beginnings of Misty's laugh, (Y/N) immediately joined in, having missed completely what she was laughing at but playing along anyway. Taking advantage of the moment, she turned her head just enough in hopes of catching sight of the peach scarf man from around Misty's back. 

But, he was gone. Even with his height, she was unable to catch even a single swirl of his brown hair among the sea of the other executives congregating around them. 

Before she had much of a chance to mourn the chance that had come and gone to know anything about this man, a scream sounding from beside the pool had her turning around. Misty and Mr. Vitacoma barely registered the noise, only offering fleeting glances in that direction before she was back to her half-flirting, half-schmoozing. (Y/N)'s jaw dropped when she saw what exactly had screeched beside the pool.

A woman with voluminous blonde hair and a drunken smile on her face had stripped down, her dress and undergarments sitting in a pile on the grass, and was running straight towards the pool. Those around the pool with drinks in their hands cheered her on, encouraging her just before she took a leap and splashed straight into the water. As soon as she surfaced, makeup running with her hair deflated and pasted her face, another round of raucous cheers cracked through the backyard. 

Flitting her eyes around, (Y/N) expected to see others sharing her shock. Instead, she found people either not paying attention at all or smiling on as if this was nothing more than the scheduled entertainment for the night. While (Y/N) wouldn't consider herself a complete prude (she'd seen a few French films over the years, and they were certainly not for the pearl-clutchers back home), but she couldn't believe no one shied away at the sight of the woman's naked body. Was there a memo that Misty forgot to let her in on? 

Nonetheless, (Y/N) found herself unable to pull her eyes from the commotion that was beginning over by the pool. It was as if the woman's display had been a gun firing off, signaling the start of the real party now that the sun had dipped and only the most fun remained for the rest of the festivities. 

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bardot is my next series being posted to Patreon starting this month, with weekly posting coming to Tumblr in July. I've been wanting to set a story around this time for sooooo long so im happy Ive started getting something out for you all to read!!! im so excited to have this ready for the summer and can't wait to see what you think! if you have any fun predictions or ideas you can send them in:) in the meantime, you can take a look at the Pinterest board for the story to get a vibe of what is coming!

[bebemoon]

look for the name: ALDEN

@aunayau

jean paul gaultier blush crinkle silk chiffon rib knit yoke skirt, c. 2ooo's

mm6 maison margiela long-sleeve bardot-neckline semi-sheer bodysuit in beige color

madomorpho "key to a heart" blush ribbon + antique key pendant necklace

maison martin margiela artisanal ballerina bag (made of reconstructed vintage pointe shoes), likely stolen from margiela's atelier in the mid/early 2ooo's

valentino powder pink ribbon lace-up ballerina leather ankle boots in black

[strange-and-off-putting]

Also, I'm sorry, but I have NEVER seen a pair of long johns with a neck/collar that fucking loose???

Man is wearing the only pair of long johns with a fucking Bardot neckline, what the actual hell

[femmefatalevibe]

How to be stylish and a seductress like Brigitte Bardot? (cute + sexy ifykwim)

Use high-quality, hydrating hair products to keep it healthy & shiny

Blowdry your hair with heat protectant and a round brush for voluminous sleek waves or a polished "bedhead" style. Style it half-up/half-down or fully down to recreate her signature looks. Accessorize with a headband or bow if desired

Focus on maintaining clear skin and using minimal face makeup (concealer, powder, bronzer, and maybe some highlighter + light blush) with heavily lined, black-winged eyeliner and impactful mascara (volumizing + lengthening formula after curling your lashes) with a subtle nude or "your lip but better" lipstick/gloss shade

Curate a wardrobe of flattering form-fitting wardrobe essentials in classic shapes, neutral shades, and high-quality fabrics (think Parisian style/timeless French girl style) mixed with flirty corsets, sweetheart necklines, and off-the-shoulder tops/dresses in reds, purples, and pinks in "girly" textures (ruching, tuille, tiered ruffles, polka dots, lace, etc.)

Mindset wise: Remain confident and standby your belief system; Advocate and stand up for yourself; Move with grace, confidence, and a sense of liberation/ living an unbothered life

Hope this helps

[cloudberriesforaqueen]

The Empress' New Clothes ❄️

Overthinking and overanalyzing Frozen outfits and what they mean for the characters again...

The more I think about Elsa's fashion sense, the more it makes me laugh.

Before Elsa's transformation in the climax of Let It Go, the only clothes we see her wear are... well, for lack of a better word, nothing like that. Of course, this is because those are the kinds of attire "expected" of royals. It's possible that she does get a say in what she would like to wear but just has more pressing things to worry about (concealing and don't-feel-ing) than whether or not she likes the royal outfits given to her. She did say in A Sister More Like Me written by Barbara Jean Hicks...

"It was important, as a princess, that I looked my best."

Obviously, she understands the weight of keeping up such an appearance. That's also not to say that I think Elsa hated her old clothes, but I believe if she was given complete freedom over what she gets to wear, they would be different.

Luckily, we do get that moment of freedom in Let It Go 😁

At first glance, one would think Elsa just "covered" her coronation dress with her magic, and that the gown is still under there somewhere. But we know this isn't the case as she physically alters it by removing the "turtle neck" and adding a slit on the skirt area. Not to mention, she also turns her black flats into pointed heels. R.I.P. coronation outfit!

So... okay... wow... that's the kind of outfits Elsa prefers to wear after all! She likes the slits. She likes the bardot tops. She likes the low necklines. She likes the capes. She likes the sparkles 😌 So much so that it becomes a distinct recurring style for her in the following films, and everyone knows it! In the Junior Novelization of Olaf's Frozen Adventure retold by Suzanne Francis, we even see Anna tease Elsa when she gifts her her party dress which Elsa immediately knows is for her.

"Yup. That one's yours. How'd you guess?" Anna teased.

And how could we forget Olaf (and Kristoff) also teasing her during Charades Night in Frozen II? (I'll be assuming they meant Elsa's fashion or body language, and not the literal "Here I stand!" scene as they weren't there when that happened. Elsa "retelling" the Frohana that musical number frame by frame seems more unlikely 😆)

I'm the last person to ask about historical accuracy, but I don't believe slits were commonplace during her era, especially not for royalty. But I have read that it was normal for queens to be trendsetters. So, I am very curious where Queen Elsa took inspiration from to give herself that look 🤭 I wonder if she's always been curious about other styles since she was a teen. I don't cherish the idea that she was depressed every second of her life hidden away; there must be some moments when she just engages in hobbies she likes. I headcanon that she would draw herself (or random characters) in the outfits she preferred as an outlet, as she was probably too shy to request for something similar. It's so wholesome to me because I knew I was exactly like that when I was little—imagining myself in "big girl" clothes that I couldn't be caught dead asking for. So, yes, I might be projecting quite a bit 😅

Other than dissecting the symbolism tied to it, imagining Elsa as a character who just really really likes those kinds of outfits is a lot of fun for me. I noticed Elsa never really address the clothes she wears, she just lets other people react to them, and thanks them for their compliments. But she doesn't need to say anything to let us know that, as the Gen Z slang for it goes... 🎀 she's just a girl 🎀

Which makes this scene even funnier to me:

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[tricks-tickles]

Prom Dress

read my random hcs here! (i promise it will make more sense lol)

my own prom was two weeks ago and so i was inspired to write this and i s2g when i started this i did not ship bunny but these mfs grew on me like a fungus

if you have any ideas for any drabbles send me an ask!

word count: 1614

pairing: Lee!Butters/Ler!Kenny

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Butters really liked Kenny. They’d been friends since they were little but had become especially closer in their teens, with Kenny opening up about being transgender and Butters confiding in her about his less-than-stellar parents. On top of that, Kenny was the kindest person Butters knew, and she always supported him. She was funny, easy to get along with, and made Butters feel important, like he mattered. Honestly, he liked her a little more than as a friend but was too shy to say anything.

So, he really liked her and liked hanging out with her and spending time with her…

But.

Senior prom was coming up and everybody had been talking about it for weeks, even the least interested people had been drawn into the endless conversation. (Craig’s contributions to the discussion had been limited to “No.” and “I don’t know.” but at least he’d said something.) 

Everyone had their own drama regarding the prom. It would be the first prom where Stan wouldn’t be going with Wendy, as the two had broken up for ‘the last time’ two months prior. Kyle was attending with a date (for once), a boy from North Park who he’d met through basketball. Cartman also had someone to bring, his long-distance girlfriend who was traveling to South Park from Canada (mainly to prove she existed). For Kenny, this was her first prom where she would be openly going as a girl, with Butters as her platonic date. This was a big deal, obviously, and with prom just a week away she was in full panic over what she was going to wear. Her panic had started on Wednesday morning-

“Oh, shit.”

“Huh?”

“Shiiit.”

“Oh, what’s wrong, Ken?”

“I just realized- I’ll need a fucking dress.”

“What for?”

“Prom!”

-And now on Friday she was still stressing out. She had scrounged up enough money to buy a dress from their local Goodwill. Now, she had narrowed it down to two options. A burnt orange gown with a bardot neckline, or a tight black bodycon with a long slit up the thigh. She had the body to fill them out, with a combination of exercise, padding, (estrogen that she’d bought online,) and luck she had a petite, feminine frame. Now she just had to choose which dress to wear.

“I just don’t know,” She was saying, swiping back and forth between the pictures on her phone, “The black dress is cool, but is it too edgy? And I dunno what accessories I would wear with it.” She shoved her phone in her pocket and started rummaging in her closet, “I like the orange one, but it could be too much… although these shoes would go perfectly…” 

Kenny had been going on like this for nearly an hour now, and while Butters had tried his absolute best to stay engaged, from going to the store with her earlier to now helping her make the final decision, his attention was drifting. His phone buzzed and he glanced down at it.

eric✨: im board wanna play cod

butters: i can’t! im helping kenny pick her prom dress :(

eric✨: jfc is she still going on abt that

eric✨: she rlly is a girl

butters: of course she is! she’s the nicest, prettiest girl in the world <3

eric✨: dude

eric✨: gay

butters: shhh •////•

eric✨: wanna play l8r

butters: okay!! :D

“Hey! Did I lose ya?” Kenny said, suddenly appearing in front of him.

“Ah! Sorry Ken, got a lil’ distracted, hehe.” He said, throwing his phone to the side and smiling up at her innocently.

Kenny squinted at him for a minute and Butters squirmed under her stare. She was extremely pretty. Long blonde hair plaited into twin braids, smooth tan skin, and bright blue eyes, as bright as Butter’s glass one. She was dressed casually, with her oversized orange hoodie and black sweatpants, and was watching Butters with a mischievous smile.

“It’s okay,” She said, “Maybe I need to take a break and come back to it. And, I think I know something that'll catch your interest.”

Butters sat up straighter, excited. “And what would that be?”

She grinned at his eagerness and lifted her hands to show him her nails. Kenny had bought false nails at the drugstore and was planning on wearing them before prom so she could get used to the feeling. They were long and black, except for the ring fingers, which were orange

Butters gasped, “They’re so pretty! And they’ll match whatever dress you choose.” 

“I know right, I’m so fuckin’ smart.” She trailed off, “Do you know what else they're good for?”

Butters hummed, thinking. “Peelin’ off stickers? Untyin’ knots? Oh! Makin’ clicky sounds when you tap on your phone!”

“Noho,” She giggled, “This.”

She put her hand on Butters’s chest and gently pushed him back on the bed, then straddled his legs. He felt his face get hot at their proximity and also began to squirm in anticipation. Butters liked many things about hanging out with Kenny, and this was one of his favorites. 

She gave him that Cheshire grin, then pushed up his Hello Kitty t-shirt and gently traced one nail down his chest, towards his belly button.

“Wait! Kehehehen!” He giggled, wiggling in place.

“Whaaat?” She teased, dragging the tips of her nails down his sides and scratching them in small circles.

“Ahahaw jehehehehez,” He squeaked, “Thahahat’s reheheahahally tihihickly!”

“You’re so fucking ticklish. It’s adorable.” Kenny teased. She rested her nails on the sides of his ribs, then quickly swiped down to his hips and back up again.

“Kehehennyhy! Pleheheahasehe, ihihit tihihicklehes sohohoho bahahahad!” He giggled, bunching his hands in his shirt and wiggling in place. His faux complaints were part of the game, to spare him some embarrassment.

“You say that, but you aren’t moving, or pushing me away, or saying stop, or-“

“Hehehe! Yohohohuhuhu knohohow why!” It didn’t really work.

She hummed, lightly pinching Butter’s ribs, “Do I? Maybe I forgot.” 

“Kehehen,” He whined, “Yohohouhur behehihin’ mehehahan.”

“You’re right,” Kenny said, “I know you love being tickled so fuckin’ much.” 

She then started to gently spider her fingers over his stomach.

“Nohohohohot thehehe behehelly!” He laughed.

“Why not?” Kenny said, then leaned forwards and whispered in his ear, “Is your tummy too ticklish?”

Butters squealed, his face burning as he leaned forward to press his face into Kenny’s neck. His hands came to grip her waist as he giggled helplessly while her nails gently wiggled all over his body. He sat up even more, giggling into Kenny as her hands came around to skim over his back, making him arch into her.

“Ehehehe! Ihi dihihidn’t ehevehen knohohow my bahahack wahahas tihihicklihihsh!” He said, his arms wrapping around Kenny, hugging her while she tickled his back. Her hands began to crawl higher and higher until they brushed his shoulder blades and his long-forgotten flight or fight instincts rewoke as Butters flipped her onto the bed and grabbed her arms, pinning her down. 

They both panted for a second, breathless for different reasons. While Kenny often played with him, Butters never took charge or fought back.

“S-sorry, Kenny.” He stuttered, his face burning. Kenny was still staring at him, her mouth agape. He let go of her hands and shuffled back a bit, ready to get off her. Instead, she sat up and took his face in her hands.

“...Kendall?” He said, flustered beyond belief. She was looking at him like she’d never seen him before.

“I-I just realized that I like you. Like right now, holy fucking shit.”

Now it was Butters’s turn to gape.  “You- what?” He said, brain struggling to comprehend her words.

“I like you. Romantically. Fuck! I mean, of course, I like you, it’s fucking obvious. I like being around you and you make me laugh and when I see you with other people I get jealous and I haven’t wanted to be with anyone since we became close and I think you’re wonderful and kind and beautiful and oh my fucking God, I might actually be in-” She cut herself off, staring at him.

He blinked. Turned to his brain, which hummed like static, and shrugged back at him. He blinked again. Suddenly, it seemed like there was only one thing to do.

He leaned forward, closing his eyes as their lips touched. It was the chaste kiss to end all chaste kisses, barely a brush of skin, but he felt a deep warmth that started at his mouth and spread throughout his whole body.

There was a beat, then Kenny pulled his face back in and kissed him properly. He made a little noise of surprise, tilting his head to press them closer together. His hands slid up her back, fisting into her hoodie as she moved against him, his stomach swooping when she softly bit his lip. He had never felt so right.

They kissed till they were laying down, breathless, and pressed against each other.

“So…” Butters said, never one to let even a comfortable silence sit.

“So,” Kenny replied, scratching her nails through his hair. 

“Did you decide which dress you were gonna wear?” He asked, making her laugh.

“Yeheah, I think I did.”

Butters sat up, looking at her with sparkles in his eyes.

“Then let's go get it!” He said, springing off the bed.

Kenny laughed again, then followed him up, kissing him softly.

“Let’s.”

On the way to the door, Butters remembered his phone and grabbed it, opening his and Eric’s messages.

butters: cant play later anymore ;)

eric✨: r u and kenny gonna have gay sex

butters: … :)

eric✨: BUTTERS????

eric✨: YOU DOG

eric✨: BUTTERS I S2G MSSG ME BNACK

eric✨: PEICE OF SHIT 

eric✨: BUTTERS

[barbaraspinozzi]

🤍💗🤍💗🤍💗 𝘽𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙉𝙚𝙬 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙣.

The Caltagirone majolica with a "calligraphic-naturalistic" decoration in deep fuchsia proposed on a suggestive and candid white base is the inspiration for Simona Russello Firetto and Noelia Ramirez for their visit to Castello Ducale Colonna: a beautiful choice of style.

Simona wore silk charmeuse blouse with kimono sleeves: a fresh, practical but also extremely chic garment that gives Simona a feminine, refined and classy look.

Noelia wore cotton poplin crop top with Bardot neckline and midi skirt in silk charmeuse. A combination made by Noelia that is extremely fashionable and which instills in her great femininity, appeal but also elegance thanks to the refined print.

From Noelia Ramirez (@nramirez024 Photo 1 Instagram)

...

💕Living for moments like these💕

#agrigento Castello Ducale Colonna 🙏🙏🇮🇹🇮🇹. . .

From Simona Russello Firetto (@simona_russello_firetto Photo 2 Instagram)

...

How many wonderful moments in a single afternoon at the Ducal Colonna Castle of Joppolo Giancaxio ✨🙏

#castelloducalecolonna . . .

[ggmahougenerator]

Name: "The Soldier Of Ouranos, Ageless Aura Talia!" Theme Color: Sharegaki Orange Motif: Circles Appearance: average height, heart-shaped face Hair: Very short, wispy, Brown with Usugaki Orange streaks Costume: A magician-like costume with a bardot top, a square neckline, spiked wristbands, breeches, and cat ears Attack: "Violet Breaking Yell!"

[bridaljournal]

Blue by Enzoani Bridal Collection: Paula

[eycolors]

What Should Be the Choice of Clothes According to Moriah Mills?

Female body shapes include inverted triangle, rectangle, regular triangle, also called pear shape, hourglass and round Dec or apple shape. Women need to make a choice of clothes taking into account these shapes. Now, let's examine how the choice of clothes should be according to your body shape.

Inverted Triangle

If you are wearing an upper half that is larger than the lower part and your shoulders are wider than your hips, you usually have an inverted triangle body shape. Also, there probably isn't a lot of Decollete space between your waist and hips.

Avoid collars such as boat collars or bardots, large suspenders, halterneck tops, large shawl collars, and larger patterns on the upper half. Instead, opt for pieces that highlight your lower half, such as a striped skirt or wide-leg trousers.

Rectangle

You have a great body type for almost any pants. If you are in shape, you can emphasize your curves with trousers that are tight and reveal your body. Mid-waisted jeans are probably your best option. Because they help to emphasize the waist more. To emphasize the waist a little more, use your jeans with a belt.

Pear

A triangular or pear-shaped body is defined by a wider lower half. Therefore, you probably have wider hips and thighs and a narrower upper half. Celebrities like Kim Kardashian and JLo both have pear-shaped bodies.

In this body shape, you should draw attention to your upper region. You can do this by choosing tops with prints and brighter colors. Wider catches like kayak catches and heart-shaped catches widen the shoulders.

Hourglass

An hourglass shape is defined by equal size at the hips and shoulders with a well-defined waist. Marilyn Monroe is the most recognizable hourglass figure there. With this body shape, you should put your waist forward. Because this area is the thinnest part of your body.   With an hourglass shape, you want to avoid shapeless or baggy clothes that will strain your frame and may even look lumpy.  If you want to be more modest or reduce your chest, you can opt for a boat neckline or a round neckline and avoid tops with a high neckline, such as turtlenecks.

Apple

The round body shape, also known as the apple body shape, is known for a larger upper body than the lower body, which does not have a specific waist. This body shape has a slim waist and great legs, but from the hips up it is not noticeable.

The easiest jean for your body type is the straight leg jean. Because while it makes your wonderful legs stand out, it also makes your waist a little more defined. To balance a casual outfit, opt for a more baggy sweater or top. Two tight pieces at the top and bottom will feel unbalanced and heavy at the top because you are missing the waist definition.

[isabellesfashionunit2]

1960s

Brigitte Bardot was a French model, actress and singer who was known for her tacky, cheap clothing. She was a fashion icon in the 1960s because she wore unique, bold clothing. She set an example of how much confidence women should have. Her iconic look was what caught a lot of people’s attention, wearing bouffant waves in her hair, nude lipstick, and winged eyeliner. Brigitte Bardot said, “I’m proud I created a style that doesn’t go out of fashion, because I was never fashionable” (Henri-Jean Servat’s book, Brigitte Bardot). She was a woman who despite her sex symbol status was modest, pure, and genuine. Bardot wore off the shoulder pieces so often that the style became known as a “Bardot neckline”. Her aesthetic at the time was highly feminine and she popularised the big 60s headbands and gingham print which she wore on her wore her wedding dress.

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PHOTOS FOM MY TRIP TO YORK

as we went round we took a look into the 60s and the outfits that they used to wear. In my opinion the 60s was one of the best eras for fashion. I especially loved the prints and chic looks.

Fashion icons of the 60s include

Twiggy who was the most popular fashion model of the era she was known for her “pixie look” which included shift dresses,ballet flats,cigarette pants and an extremely cropped haircut.

Jean Rosemary Shrimpton

Dubbed the worlds first supermodel, the “shrimp” went from middle class school girl to one of the most famous face of the 1960s famed for her relationship with bad boy photographer David Bailey. She made a style sensation when she came to the Victoria derby race in a shift dress by Colin Rolfe with a thigh high hemline

Audrey Hepburn

The Hollywood screen actor was also quite the headline and fashion icon, largely due to her role in one the 60s most popular films breakfast at Tiffany’s.

Brigette Bardot

Embodied the ultimate sex kitten and pin up girl she popularised the Bardot neckline (a wide open neck exposing your shoulders) the bikini, gingham print and the beehive inspired hair look.

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