Corporate pyjama daywear, leopard style

Another sponsored post written in 100% Mel-o-vision.

Today I feature alluuuuring, not-quite-lurid, languid bedroom attire as corporate pyjama daywear, or, as I shall call it, Bed to Boardroom. "Oh James, bring me the latest numbers so I can calculate how bad I am at math. On second thought, skip the math and let's go straight to drama, English literature. Bring me another martini and wheel in the divan."

all outdoor photos snapped by Su Bennett (aka Fairy Thrift Sister)

Of course I could actually sleep in these leopard-print pyjamas, but why limit the fun? As soon as I saw them online at NK iMODE, I grinned like a Cheshire cat. They are super soft 100% silk charmeuse. And slippery, as in slidey, not wily. I don't have many slippery clothes. Why not have this feeling all day long? It's like walking with a sexay secret all over my frigging body.

I added a vintage Calvin Klein tie with a full Windsor knot as a neckpiece, thrifted Miu Miu boots, and a long black velvet opera coat. The bag, for my huge, extremely important board meeting sandwiches, I bought in Tokyo back in the day when I cared about briefcases.

To showcase the extreme, gobsmacking fabulousness of these PJs, I have blurred my backgrounds. Nothing says sexay more than blur, don't you agree? Now I think about it, is that what they mean by bedroom eyes? - you can't see a damned thing because you're not wearing your glasses? I'm sure it is.

Let's talk about pyjamas. Simply, they are a top with matching pants. So here is the silk blouse part paired with my farked "NOT PLAID" overalls. I love the contrast of the extreme silky sexay-ness of the blouse with the sturdy denim. Ouch, my brain is overwhelmed by sizzling hot sexay-ness.

And this time, the blouse and overalls with a whack-ton of necklaces tied together so I can put them on all at once, I guess because I'm a slacker. The blouse would look good with jeans too or a pencil skirt. If you try something and don't like it, try looking again with bedroom eyes. It works every time!

I agreed to this sponsorship offer from NK iMODE not just because I love these PJs (their Bettina line), but also because it was founded in Vancouver, does all its design work here, and adheres to fair and sustainable production practices. Their pyjamas are here.

Some of you might like that most of their their silk lingerie and nightwear also feature "lightweight bust support." NK iMODE retails at Selfridges and other high-end department stores around the world. 

A mood shot below. I was cold. But I had to show you the full corporate pyjama-y goodness. You can see that these PJs don't have piping. Nothing screams PYJAMAS (say that like screamy Frau Farbissina here) more than piping. What's up with that? 

And next are the bottoms with a black wool tunic on top, and my pointy black booties. These bottoms flutter when I walk. They also have an elastic and tie waist so you can really pig out in comfort at the all-you-can-eat buffet any time of day. I'm thinking of that culinary scene in the movie Fargo HERE. So good. 

Of course you can wear the top and bottom together as non-pyjamas too. Below the blouse is unbuttoned and worn over the tunic. And I added the black opera coat. A long cardigan would work, not necessarily in black. 

Naturally, I'm wearing O's rings and the loupe he made me. 

And the next photo is what it is, the ending to the story. But before you jump to conclusions, that's a condiment glass for pickles and the mini "wine bottle" is for a citrusy Japanese sauce called ponzu. Yes, things are far worse than you may have feared. Heh.

That's all for now. NK iMODE offers free standard shipping to Canada and the US if you'd care to have a look at their stuff. Quite beautiful and, seriously, they felt dreamy. These PJs arrived at my home just one day after I agreed to post on them. Shockingly fast, even for shipment within the same city.

I'll link up to Patti at Visible Monday, Not Dead Yet Style, and Catherine at #iwillwearwhatilike, Not Dressed as Lamb.

I raise a glass of, uh, ponzu, to you all this week. And while we're at it, let's toast to my new private jumbo submarine, which got approved at my latest board meeting, inspired by the ferocity of these corporate PJs. Nothing screams mogul quite like a private jumbo sub, don't you agree? Pickup will be ready when I can find it in the bay. So excited.

I hope you had a good week!

Is that a pistil in my corolla?

Springtime in the city. Clearly it was time for me and partner-in-crime Sandra of Lens is More to do a little style parkouring again, climbing, hiding, exploring...

Pics of me were taken by Sandra.

Details:

pearl-pink satin palazzo pants with rear zip, vintage new old stock, thrifted, $10

pastel floral chiffon peignoir, vintage, thrifted

neon orange sleeveless ruffle blouse, thrifted

white T-shirt, Gap, retail, customized by me

platform sandals, Steve Madden, thrifted

chain belt, thrifted

crazy socks, retail, I'll show you later

pink eyebrows, heh heh heh 

white hair, Angel at C:EHKO hair salon

 White hair, pink brows - although the hair looks a wee bit flat here.

When I got my hair whitened about seven months ago, I felt very badass. But look at me now - all flowers and spring and sweetness. "Oo, lovelies, a lavenderish heaven-sent breeze swept gentle kisses of chiffon wisps and big-honking-pant flaps around me until I was enveloped in a delicately throbbing cloud of 'Help! I can't see where I'm going. I can't walk in these feckers. Are we there yet?'...(me channeling Miz Bagg)." I was tremendously comforted knowing I had brought along backup flats and half a box of bandaids, neither of which were needed. I had planned to bring backup pants too in case of a palatial-sized palazzo-pant wardrobe malfunction, but forgot.

Playing in the rock garden. "Oh, Mighty Isis, I summon thee."

If Miz Bagg's wardrobe trailer had accompanied us today, I would have demanded that her cracked team of stylists steam these satin pants before the shoot. The palazzos looked good when I first put them on, but after coffee, a chocolate-chip cookie (home-baked by Sandra), and a satisfying chin wag at my favourite coffee shop, the crotchal area looked like a giant accordion, which recalls neither the genre nor rhapsody of music one would prefer there. 

Peaceful Rock Garden of Divine Meditation

(aka Boulders in Reeking Hideaway under Bridge)

This plain white Gap T-shirt had been kicking around my closet for many years, seldom worn. Then last night while watching Poirot I decided to rough it up a little with my Sharpie (permanent marker). The character is me, shrugging, standing in a pile of clothes. On the left it says bagandaberet and on the right, melanie. Now I love this piece, although I don't know if it will wash. Don't care. I should research fabric markers/paint because I like drawing on my clothes. Do you have any recommendations?

I also put a great photo of Sandra here on my street style blog today. Check out her wrap in gold "lammay" (the accent mark doesn't work and it definitely wasn't "lame"). I discovered it time-sealed in a treasure chest by a buddy of mine. If I cleaned it out for him I could keep what I liked - win-win.

Oh, look, it's Mighty Isis! 

And I wore the outfit below last week. This was my original outfit of choice for meeting Sheila (Ephemera) and L, which was nixed at the last minute by cold weather. Clicky heels on the boots, yeeah, that made me feel very badass, even though I hadn't had my hair bleached out yet. And I adore swinging that little granny bag around, it packs a whallop. 'Scuse me, 'scuse me - smack.

Details

sleeveless off-white groovy dress with rear zip, vintage, thrifted

sleeveless black sparkle catsuit, front zip with O-ring in back, thrifted

leopard print shrug with faux fur collar and cuffs, and pink satin lining, thrifted

voodoo pendant and ghost-on-a-swing pendant, gifts

ankle boots, retail long ago

heart bag, thrifted

granny bag, gift

gloves, Canadian Tire automotive store, decapped by me

wool beret, thrifted

I added the yellow faux fur and black fringe for length and voluptuousness. Hand sewing, ladies!

Sparkle, baby, sparkle.

I'm slightly disheveled in these photos - I had just returned from my inspiration walk and exertions with my granny bag. I usually snap my photos before I go out. This catsuit leaves a little trail of sequinny bits wherever I go. How romantic.

Sorry this post is so darned long. Blame it on my florified badass self. I hope you are all having a marvellous weekend full of chocolate and meat and/or vegetables and fruit, with refreshing beverages. Cheers. I'm linking for sure to Patti, She-Ra of Garden Parties, for Visible Monday at Not Dead Yet Style. I look forward to seeing you there. Get ready to polka!

Debut of travesty-of-music video

Watch it and weep. I scribbled these "lyrics"... (every time I write about my "band" I put quotation marks around everything, so let me preface this post by saying that key words about my "music-making" deserve quotations thereby cancelling them all out, okay?) I scribbled these lyrics just before our last band practice. What you'll hear is the first read-through that Sandra and I did and me composing music on the fly (lots of quotation marks in that sentence!). This was our last song of the day so we were very good by then with those secret communications that go on between band people (and baseball coaches and players). I looove this video. I hope you do too. It's one of my most intellectual projects in a long time. You may need your dictionary. Warning: there is language in this clip.

PS - It's not true about oxygenation.
This is the second video I've ever made - the first one I put together in my university days when video editing equipment took up a sizeable room. Here I used free software, which made me feel old but oddly liberated at the same time.

AND - Don't mess with this cougar!!
I premiered these leopard-print pants yesterday. One young fella purred at me and said, "Mm, cougar!" as he passed by. I had that coming - very funny. I should have taken a closeup of the soft fabric which has a furry texture.

I went for broke and wore my D&G leopard-print heels and added a gold bag. I tried these pants with a black sequin top as well and decided to exercise a teensy bit of restraint because the spanglers get snagged inside the jacket.

Details of the outfit:

• leopard print furry pants, high-waisted, Perry Ellis, thrifted, $10, House of Vintage
• black fine-cord jacket, Plum, thrifted, True Value Vintage
• leopard-print shoes, Dolce and Gabbana, thrifted, True Value Vintage
• knit fingerless gloves, retail, Canadian Tire automotive store

That's all from here. I hope you can see the video. It turned out exactly how I pictured it - make of that what you will...

I hope you are all enjoying your weekend!