Oscar de la Renta

Yesterday, Ocar de la Renta died at the age of 82 after a long battle with cancer.
And the world will be a little bit less glamorous for it.

Oscar de la Renta has been one of my favourite designers for as long as I can remember having any remote interest in fashion.

From fellow colleagues, models, artists, actors, musicians, and everyday folk like me, he was loved and admired by millions all over the world. 

So much so that Sarah Jessica Parker even got him to splash his name all over the his own design when she wore it to the MET ball earlier this year.

He bought a sense of old-fashioned glamour into a world of fast fashion.

His designs were dripping in style, and he always got the perfect balance of grace from a bygone era, and working that into a busy 21st century lifestyle - come rain or shine.

In a society where so many fashion shows that dons onto the catwalks, includes something to shock or be scandalous, it's so comforting to know that there's someone out there who's care and devotion is still on design, quality, and attention-to-detail.

This is especially true for me. For a girly girl through and through, who loves all things feminine and floral. 

A girl who thinks it's a bit of a shame that people don't dress to the nines anymore, and lusts after the dresses when I watch Mad Men. 

To me, Oscar de la Renta was like a orchid in the midst of a field.

Oscar de la Renta pieces were simply femininity and elegance personified.  

And I think he emphasised the female form so much, because he himself admired it so.

He injected so much beauty throughout living his very full life. And always did it with a smile.

He was one of a kind, and will be sorely missed.

Stay happy,

Until next time,

A.x