Showing posts with label hairbows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hairbows. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Old Hollywood


Gorgeous, isn't she? Such actresses as Jean Harlow, Betty Grable, Audrey Hepburn and Jane Russell have been my inspiration this month for my most recent Couture Headpieces.



A vintage blend of French Netting, hand-stripped feathers, beading and maybe a flower come together in a throw-back to Old Hollywood Glamour.


I've created these pieces to be worn by Couture lovers everywhere. To the Opera, the Derby, a wedding, any formal gathering is the perfect oppurtunity to show off your Old Hollywood Glamour.

You musn't be a shy gal to sport one these eye-catchers--you'll definately get all the attention!


Inspiration for my Bows, you ask? None other than Clara Bow, of course! Who could refuse those big bright eyes and teensy tiny lips--cute as a button!





I wonder what next month will bring? Who or what will inspire me then? Maybe I should just dedicate the entire month to Marylin Monroe. Who's with me?!

(all Headpieces and Bows are available to purchase online at Bellababy Studio)

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

"Silken Bows" by Ian Sawicki

Poem "Silken Bows" by Ian Sawicki (Bows by Bellababy Studio)

Shall we dance across dawn's invitation


while perfumed lullabies stretch inside sleep?

We could gather roses that sparkle light

or sigh by the side of a river's bank,

the choice is entirely up to you, dear.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
There are rainbows in full bloom with colour,


soft breezes which linger near warm romance,

perhaps we might breathe in those fragrant scenes

as love swims in the sky in feathered form.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Shall we dance through the day's delicate realm


then slip into dreams as the night arrives?

We could capture some beauty with passion

or watch it roam free in its wild domain,

please let me know what it is you prefer?
 



  There are magical moments in nature,


quiet sensations which twist the spirit,

maybe we can slip through their fine odour

as hearts wrap up desire in silken bows.