Showing posts with label Angelina Jolie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Angelina Jolie. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Creepy Couture: Angelina Jolie in Maleficent

Once upon a dream...


There is something about Disney's female villains that demand elaborate creepy couture. Just like the Evil Queen in Snow White and the Huntsman (2012) before her, Maleficent's (Angelina Jolie) wardrobe is not only a display of masterful craftsmanship from a team of designers, but also a detailed representation of the character and her story.

Essentially a good fairy turned evil, Maleficent's descent into the dark side was provoked by the betrayal of her love interest; a young man so desperate to become king that he molested Maleficent by cutting off her wings.

Maleficent's wardrobe is the ultimate representation of a scorned woman out for revenge.

Apparently, Angelina herself hand-picked the team of designers responsible for her look and further provided input as "all the designs were led by how Angelina envisioned the savage elegance of her character," as mentioned in an article in The Hollywood Reporter.

Savage elegance. Love it.

To achieve savage elegance, simply introduce leather, feathers, (faux) animal-skin and bone-inspired accessories to your everyday look.







Thursday, November 7, 2013

Psycho Chic: Angelina Jolie in Girl, Interrupted

Sometimes it's necessary to channel a sociopath from the '60s.


There comes a time in every girl's life when you feel like you're going mental. Whether it's because there's too much happening around you - or, like me, there's absolutely nothing happening around you - it's likely you may feel like you're trapped in an all-female mental institution from the 1960s. Kind of like Lisa Rowe (a.k.a. Angelina Jolie) in Girl, Interrupted (1999). 

Like me, you may begin to feel agitated, annoyed and generally pissed off about your situation, but what can you do? Pretty much nothing. Well, at least not for now.

It's a sad situation to be in. Not only because you feel like crap, but also because your wardrobe begins to reflect your mood. Instead of opting for the dramatic ensembles, you go for comfort. Comfort. How horrible.

The only thing you can really do to get out of your funk is to just ride it out, like a tidal wave. Wear the bad clothes, be bored and, eventually, you'll get over it.

But while you're bored and wearing the bad clothes, make sure they're at least good bad clothes, like Lisa's. Trust me, you'll feel better about the whole situation afterwards knowing that you didn't wear the worst things possible.