Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Perfect Little {Patterned} Dress.

This is the last post from this site.  I do love this place - I am sad that this is the last we will see of it here because I honestly do not think I could get back there even if I tried.  It was a diamond in the rough in the middle of no where.  This dress is so cute and pretty.  The appeal of it is something that I think is suiting for the last post from this shabby little barn.  I love the story that unfolds here, playfully walking then climbing hay bails.  Speaks a lot to how much fun this entire day was!  Another huge thanks to Anna!










Again, such a great day!  I hope that you all enjoy these!

Dress: Julie Brown :: Hair & Make-up: Katie :: Styled by Katie :: Photos & Editing by Katie

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Flowey Floral {Dreams}.

I loved this location so much (same location from 'Farming to the Max{i}'), that I decided to do a few looks at this place.  There is one more coming after this one, and I was so pleased with all of the looks.  In this, I think the floral scene of the dress fits the background beautifully.  Rustic meeting beauty will always be something I love to see.  Also, I enjoyed editing these.  I decided to antique them a little more as I went through the scenes.  Its almost as if she is in a dream at the end; it is pretty enough to be a dream...










Yet another somewhat silly one at the end, we had fun taking these...  I hope you enjoyed these as much as I did taking and editing them!

Dress by Julie Brown Designs.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Farming to the Max{i}.

I've always loved driving down the road and wishing I could stop and take some pictures.  I think that rolling fields are just so beautiful and inspiring.  Well, that is exactly what my friend and I did this past week.  Except, this time we had to look a while and drive around the depths of East Tennessee.  We found this little abandoned farm field.  It was the perfect picturesque scene to shoot this lovely maxi dress.  I love the formalness of the dress with the rustic background; I also love the brighter neutrals colors of the dress mixed with the real neutrals of the background....  








Had to put the funny take on here - still stunning.  A special thanks to Anna Hall for her help and modeling!
Dress by Julie Brown Designs.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Inspiring Pretty {Old} Things

Being from the south, I have realized that there is inspiration everywhere.  I am not trying to say that there is not inspiration in other places than the south; but we have an extraordinary amount of beautiful items down here.  I have always held a very soft spot in my heart for antiques.  The age that these vintage beauties lived through is so different from what we know now.  The old train tracks that ran through the south defined all of the beautiful (old and rusty) junk yards that surround us.  I went to one a few weeks ago with some friends who were looking for sidewalk rocks.  Needless to say, I did not look at many rocks, but found these amazing pieces instead.....

 Everyone has one of these in an old picture in your house.  This one really stood out to me...  I love how the white paint has rusted and turned sort of blueish... 

 There was the biggest pile of rope on the ground I have ever seen.  The rope was about eight inches in diameter and there was no way to move it.  Luckily enough for me, it was nicely placed like this.
 These keys confused and awed me.  There were a ton of these huge cylinder barrels that I think these went too.  I am a sucker for rust.
 This was the only intact glass bottle I could find. It was sitting all alone in the middle of nothing.  I love the amber colored glass and how the shadow reflects that same color.
 Who ever had locker number eight needs to come claim this piece.  I love how really the only paper left on this is what has the number, all the rest has rusted away.
 Ok, I know you are asking why is this here and what is it.  I frankly have no idea, but the paint chipping and the movement from green to blue; how could I not put this up.
 I have no clue what this thing is, but I fell in love with it.  I would have bought it if I had a way to transport it.  The yellow really was still that bright.
I have never seen one of these except on Antiques Road Show.  I am obsessed with this tool cabinet.  It kept workers tools so neat and in place.  It was at one point blue, now faded.  The craftsmanship was inspiring - all hand carved. 
 Some sort of weight.  It was huge and beautiful.  I especially love the 'store house' stairs right behind it.
These are from the first petrol company in the US.  They carried coal throughout the factory.  There were a lot of them at this place.  I want one for a coffee table - I'd put some glass on top. 

I know that these are just a bunch of old things.  But I believe that these pieces inspire what we are moving towards in not only the fashion industry, but almost every industry.  There is a reason that reality shows like American Pickers and Picker Sisters are always in the 'po-dunk' parts of the South in Alabama and Tennessee; because thats where the best stuff is.  The colors and shapes are really inspiring.  Look around your house or room now and I bet there is something that will remind you of at least on of these images.  These are the foundations of our inspirations.

Monday, October 3, 2011

{Horse} Accessories.

I thought I would begin all of this with a somewhat cliche, yet beautiful, start.  I was going through some of my jewelry and found this beautiful horse bracelet and my trusty horseshoe necklace. Of coarse I had to throw in some cowboy boots and an actual horse...  


These are completely worn in and so comfortable.  I would advise all to get a pair. 





She loved the leather and shine together, so do I.


I really do love this bracelet and do not wear it near enough whereas I wear the boots all the time. I love the mixture of shine and worn leather, and I think they compliment one another so well.  Boots go with just about anything, even jeweled bracelets and gold jewelry, so I am really pleased with how these accessory photos came out.  It shows that rustic mixes with luxury, and I believe it always will.  The balance is beautiful and the majestic feel from the horse adds something very real to the situation, very doable. My models were very willing to be photoed. They were amazing and stunningly beautiful themselves.  


The bracelet was a gift and is vintage, by CastleCliff Jewelry.  The necklace was also a gift and I think it is vintage, no marks on it.  The boots are from none other than Boot Country on Broadway in Nashville, TN.   

The {Not So Brief} Introduction.

Blogging: Some Definitions...

Dictionary.com:
blog  [blawg, blog] noun, verb, blogged, blog·ging.
noun
1.
a Web site containing the writer's or group of writers' own experiences, observations, opinions, etc., and often having images and links to other Web sites.

Or


Slang Dictionary:
blogging definition:
  1. n.
    making an entry into a weblog or blog = online diary. :
     When John said he was busy blogging, Sally said he should get a life!

The nicest (and easiest) way to say you hate someone or something is to blog.  The best way to get photos of yourself out there for the masses to view (besides Facebook) is to blog about yourself.  The best way to describe the love / hate relationship between politicians is to blog about it.  The best way to let the world know about how big your baby is in your belly, how bad it hurt coming out and how fast it is getting bigger afterward is to blog about it.  And, according to the slang dictionary above, bloggers do not have lives (agree to disagree).  The best part of blogging is that you can say just about anything that you want and most of the world’s population will never even know the opinion exists.  The beauty of blogging is just that, not every one has to know what one particular blogger has to say.  But, beyond that beauty is the allure of knowing that everyone can know what one particular blogger has to say which is why most bloggers blog.
I am not going to flaunt this amazing opportunity called blogging because I am so far from the first person to realize this that it is almost shameful to say that I have just realized this; but I have realized it nonetheless.  So, why did I decide to blog? Because I can.  But, really, I decided to blog because I feel there is a lack of true lust towards true Southern culture, hostility and style.  The only ‘racist’ remarks that people can make while still being politically incorrect are about Caucasian Southerns.  Example: “That boy over there is just a redneck, I bet he can't even read.”  If we were to really look at that statement and play it out, that boy would probably laugh and respond with “well, you may be right about my 7th grade reading level, but I sure as hell can till a field and feed an army with the amount of produce that I put on your table every year with my crops.”  Never thought of that answer did you?  And yes, we Southerners like Paula Dean’s cornbread and biscuits and we will always fix everything thats broken with WD-40 and duct tape.  There is no shame or timidness there.
It is not just the men that get ridiculed for being a southerner.  Women usually get hit harder.  We southern women are “women folk” who should be “barefoot in the kitchen with a baby on our hip.”  Granted, there is nothing wrong with that picture, but its not all of us.  Southern women are also compared to songs like “Redneck Women,” and yes, most of us do know every line to every Tanya Tucker song and sure as hell are proud of it; and that's OK.  We have all screamed at honkie tonks and line danced in our boots that we bought at the 3 for the price of 1 boot shop on Broadway in Nashville, TN.  We also went to and SEC university and have one hell of an education.
Well, as I made clear above, this is my opinion and not everybody in the South, much less America, agrees with this.  But I would bet that the majority of Southerners do agree.  There is no joking about the “Pride of the Southland.”  Our pride for our land, family, country and soldiers is forever unfading and defines what we stand for.   I am not trying to step on the toes of northerners and Yankees, but I truly am Southern by the Grace of God.
Now that I have rambled on about the South and the marvels it holds to true Southerns, it brings me to the actual point of this blog.  I have lived up north, New York, NY to be exact.  The Mecca of rude and pushy people who really do move a lot faster than Southerners, talk faster than Southerners, think they are smarter than Southerners and hold the biggest industry in the world: fashion.  Just because I am Southern does not mean that I own a farm, wear cowboy boots (but thank God they are ‘cool’) and a hat, wear my hair in pigtails and have no clue what is going on in the world.  My whole life I have dreamt of being involved in that biggest industry in the world, fashion.  When I was little, I would watch the fashion shows at 5am on E! (before it cared more about the Kardashians and Kristen & Rob).  I was amazed and knew then I would have to be in this industry to be happy.  I was accepted to the one and only FIDM in LA.  I showed my Dad how much that pretty school was going to cost and he laughed a little, cried a little and said  “why don’t you check out The University of Tennessee.”  I then cried and did waht was I was asked.  I got accepted to The University of Tennessee, Knoxville and was now wearing a very bright Orange.  
This is where my whole tale really begins.  I last minute decided to rush a sorority and jumped in head first to the Southern School experience at none other than The University of Tennessee, Knoxville.  FIDM was out of my mind quicker than I could finish my first jello shot.  I did not loose sight of the fashion industry, but mixers and date parties shoved that to the back burner.  Studying an aspect of the fashion industry, selling it, is what I settled on at UTK.  I loved it.
All of this changed when I got a call from one of the biggest fashion names in NYC, and was told I got the internship of a lifetime, be here in 4 weeks.  I had to sit down, soak it up and pack.
Jumping forward 2 years, I am back in NYC, loving life and hating my job.  It was not worth it to me.  I had no yard, no dogs, no golf, and no SEC football games I could even think about attending.  The draw of the South really brought me back down here.  I worked it out to where I could work in the heart of this industry from my home town, Nashville.  The music industry holds so much over what Fashion does, so I just moved to another Mecca of Fashion, Nashville, Tennessee.
This is where I am now, and my goal is to show how truly stylish and appealing southern style really can be.  I never lost sight of my southernness when I was up north.  I embraced being southern and was made fun of all the time, and just smiled at those Yankees because they just do not understand it.  I am so proud of where I come from and the style which it encompasses.  I would not change it for anything.  
So, what is the straight point of this blog? (Now that the rambling has taken over, I’ll get back to the point.)  To prove that having Southern Style is one of the best styles out there.  We take the ideas of New York, Paris & Milan, mix it with some country music and boots and make it our own.  We throw some of the most stylish parties and fashion shows in the world.  There is a complete fashion scene here in the South and I have now jumped head first into it.  I want to show everyone how being Southern is beautiful, stylish and sought after.  I hope that I can do this and that you all enjoy it.  Anyone who wants it or not, its always important to know that we Southerners love what we do and love having our Style that is Southern by the Grace of God.