Foxy Lady

Well, hello.

This sassy little dandy doesn’t have a name yet but he’s the manifestation of what happens when I ask myself, “if my client were a fox, what would she look like?”

Another commission for Kiki Hughes, one of my fave rave patrons, I was given carte blanche basically,with this piece.  The parameters I was asked to work within were that it had to be a fox, posed luxuriously with some flair.

 

It took almost 8 months to source the right specimen while staying within the ethical boundaries I have set for myself and my practice, but I think this piece was worth the wait.  More important, my client did as well- in spades.  She was simply over the moon with joy upon finally meeting her little dandy, and looks forward to incorporating him into he shop window displays.  If you’re in the Philadelphia area, by all means take a stroll down 21st street (259 21st street to be exact) and say hello to Kiki and her fox!

 

 

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A Sharp Dressed Man

Every girl is crazy about ’em.  Well, every girl ought to be, in my book.

This ZZtop video is actually really awful.  This is the first time I’ve seen it but I wanted you, dear reader, to listen to the song whilst reading this post.  This has long been my favorite ZZTop song (well, next to La Grange, of course) simply because of the lyrics.  It’s like this song was written for me.  I’ve always been enamoured with men’s accessories, and any guy who opts to incorporate these little extras into his daily ensemble earns high marks with me.  I used to buy gaudy, bejeweled vintage cufflinks at flea markets knowing that someday I’d meet a man to give them to.

To some it may appear a little fey, but I think it speaks volumes when a man takes time getting dressed, thinks about the way his clothes fit his form, and is thoughtful about embellishments, etc.  It makes me sick to see how the vast majority of the opposite sex has given up on fashion, wearing a uniform of cargo shorts, flip flops and baseball caps.  Men: do you take no pleasure in the art of “getting ready”?  Whatever happened to putting your best face forward?  Take one look outside my house and I should consider myself lucky guys are able to get their jeans up to the bottom of their asses nowadays. It really turns my stomach, especially when I see these offensive creatures walking around with women who clearly invested some serious time in their appearance/ensemble.

Ladies!  Put your stilleto-clad foot down!  Send your beau back inside to change and don’t let yourself be seen with him until he is dressed to match your caliber.  Do not lower your worth by letting yourself be paraded around by a slob!

Men!  Stop letting yourselves go!  Some of you complain about not having as many options as women in the shopping/clothing arena but really, you can personalize your look with any or all of the following:

cufflinks (easy)

ties (duh)

bow ties (not for the faint of heart)

belts (very easy)

tie tacks (easy/moderate)

a monocle (difficult, not for amateurs)

watches (easy)

rings (takes panache)

pockets squares (fun and endless ways to fold!)

stick pins.  So easy, so elegant, and speaking of:

I apologise for the poor quality photos; my in-house photographer was not available at the moment and I clearly  am not skilled with a camera.

This is a custom lapel pin I just dropped off  for a dear friend and fellow sharp-dressing enthusiast, Adrian Hardy.  He is also a talented purveyor of music, I believe the term is DeeJay although I cringe when I hear myself say that because for some reason (perhaps due to my complete lack of a night life) I feel like an out-of-touch poseur when I use that word.  Irregardless, Mr. Hardy and one of his partners-in-crime over at LOTis Media had a fairly significant event last night in Philadelphia to tend to and Adrian requested I whip up something fancy for him.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I love doing custom work.  Pieces are so much more special to me when I’ve got a specific client in mind.  That said, it also makes for a much more harrowing experience as I hand it over, wringing my hands and praying they like it.  I’m pretty sure this one went over well; I’ll have to troll for pictures online to see.

The parameters given to me for this lapel-pin were Arian’s personality and what I know of it, and the fact that this particular event was a “white party”.  I used a bed of Polish Hen  plumage and added feathers of pheasant, peacock, and mourning dove.  I also embellished it with some rabbit fur and a dazzling vintage charm.  All of this atop a 24K gold-plated stick-pin!

And there’s more where that came from, folks!  Just check out my Etsy shop!

Say it with me, ladies and gentlemen: men’s return to fashion starts RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, with ME and team Diamond Tooth.

xoxo,

Beth Beverly

 

***update: Here is a photo of Senor Hardy last night Courtesy of Philly Chit Chat: Not too shabby, eh?

Elvis was reincarnated as a bear and his skin is on my table.

 

I finally got around to working on a bear-skin rug for a client; she is another really fun individual to work with who basically said, “make it as glitzy and shiny as possible.”

Words to live by.

So I set out to source materials and make the sparkliest, most pizazzified bear-skin rug the world has seen.

I bought the skin frmo a hunter who shot the bear with a bow and arrow, harvesting the animal for food.  The cape arrived tanned and fairly soft but I had to rehydrate some parts to soften them up more in order to work with the facial areas.

Opal the cat approves of this fur.

Here is the head form.  I altered it slightly to express a nice Elvis-like lip curl, and proceeded to plaster the top left fang with crystals.

 

Diamond Tooth, indeed!  And this is just the beginning.  Stay tuned for an update on this hunka hunka burning work in progress.