Author Archives: Cajsa Lilliehook

About Cajsa Lilliehook

Santino Rice's little ditty "It's only fashion" seems a perfect title for my little fashion blog as you and i know that fashion means the world to him. Co-founder of It's Only Fashion and Blogging Second Life.

The "It" Dress

The bandage dress that Herve Leger sprang on the world back in 1989 remains the ideal dress to highlight the feminine form. Clearly the Cleo dress from Cachet, though vastly different, has its roots in that iconic dress. Like the bandage dress that used the weaving of dyed bandages to create the sexiest, most form-fitting dresses on the runways, the Cleo’s bodice shows the intricate weaving of bandage strips that cling and cling and cling – revealing everything and nothing. To me, it’s the sexiest dress on the grid.

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In the year 2525

So Gidge said I look like a futuristic rock chick in this dress – I suppose it’s the epaullets. I wonder if they are properly called epaullets when they are on a floral print drop dead gorgeous dress and not on a uniform.  I will call them epaullets because it sounds so much more official than doodads and much more attractive than exo-skeleton or shoulder pads on the outside or wing-dings. Whatever you decided to call them, you ahve to admit they give this dress a marvelous profile.

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Ruby

Is there anything sexier that a form-fitting, softly-flowing jersey sheath with a pencil skirt? This black and white print sheath makes a good argument that there is not.  Sexy, chic and simple, who could ask for more that this gorgeous dress from Little Rebel. It makes me think of the lyrics from Ruby.

Youve painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair.
Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down –
Oh Ruby, don’t take your love to town.

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Forty Four Degrees? <3 Gloves

I have been experimenting with coming into work 3 hours earlier than usual at 5:30 AM. It’s a surreal time of the morning. The streets are empty and all the coffeeshops are closed. My early morning ritual latte before the bus where I would ponder which of four coffeeshops to choose no longer an option. The bus riders are a more proletarian group and there is no lively conversation, instead silence reigns. What suprprises me most, though it shouldn’t, is how cold it is in the morning. 44 degrees and foggy. So I dug out my gloves to keep my hands warm. It’s strange, but if my hands are warm enough, I am warm enough. If my hands are cold I feel miserable. Warm hands = Happy Cajsa. Continue reading

Flawlessly Comme il Faut

When I saw that Comme il Faut was producing a design for Passions of the Black Swan, I was eager to see the result. Moire Georgette’s designs have the timeless glamour of Greta Garbo and I was hoping to see something Garbo would wear and was not disappointed with her offerings, l’oiseau rebel (red) and l’oiseau triste (blue/purple) Continue reading

Show me the way to the next whiskey bar!

I have always loved the lyrics to Moon of Alabama and when I photographed this dress from the newly opened Zullay Designs I knew a butt shot or two were in order. It’s that kind of dress, the one you wear when you feel like some flirting. Show me the way to the next whisky bar. Oh, don’t ask why, no don’t ask why.

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Black Swan Events

Second Life has Black Swan events, but so does real life. Sadly, there’s no dancing, but there can be excitement. If you like history and philosophy, it’s an interesting idea. The name comes from the age-old assumption that all swans are white. All it took was one black bird (and allegedly a homely one at that) to disprove centuries of knowledge. In essence,  the idea of a black swan event is that it points out how fragile our system of assumptions and knowledge are – sitting there waiting for some unpredictable black swan event to toss them in the air. What does this have to do with this dress?  Well, I guess it’s the way the designer took our assumptions of the “black swan” and tossed them in the air to come up with a dress that breathes fire.

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Bananas!

What happens when one of my favorite designers creates something that surely is inspired by one of my favorite artists? I go bananas. I even leave my red hair behind – though this shot shows the red style I would wear if I were not trying to sytle myself like the Adele Bloch painting.

And this is after I put on hair closer to Adele’s, the Retroesque updo from Ravenwear. Continue reading