love is the harmony, desire's the key.

just decided to do a little holllaa at my favorite songs of the moment. wild idea- maybe you'll download these songs and possibly fall madly in love then we could gush about how much we love the chorus of this song and the lyrics of another and, who knows, maybe fall in love with each other? or you could just check them out and enjoy?
-i keep myself to myself....boy least likely to
-are you afraid.....rooney
-summer scarves....butch walker
-little secrets...passion pit
-something good can work...two door cinema
-shh...donora
-obsessions...marina and the diamonds
-4 songs & a fight...the sounds
-folding chair...regina specktor
-earthquake...little boots
-wolves...bon iver
-crystalised...the xx
-good friends with bad habits...owen
-skinny love...bon iver
-heartbreaker...mstrkrft
- you still hurt me...william fitzsimmons
-laughing with...regina specktor
-fireflies...owl city
-i am not a robot...marina and the diamonds
and basically anything by boy least likely to.

bragging a lil'.

just wanted to share my interview as a "style star" for about.com's teen style section.


http://teenfashion.about.com/od/reallifestylestars/p/HannahEhman.htm

mmm.

these new missoni ads are simply perfect. they depict exatctly where i wanna be: in beautiful clothing, on the back of a truck on some wild road trip with some chill people and the wind in my hair. mmm. lovely

the "it" factor

what makes those people we percieve "cool" and cool? what is it that those people have that make you take a double take, trying to simply take in their essence as you pass them in the mall or halls of school, or make you constantly creep them on facebook or even think about them in various situations and ponder what they would do/say/act/feel. what is it that those people have? it's more than a beautiful face, a killer pair of shoes, some extrodinary talent or rich parents. its more than a nonchalant attitude, great sense of humour, fabulous group of friends, or a high IQ. It's this "it" factor everyone talks about, but nobody ever knows what "it" is. it's like this unexplainable aura or energy they exude that makes them oh-so intruiging and memorable. what they have, is what everyone wants. but i think if we got what those "special" people have, we'd be awfully disapointed, because, in my opinion, we all have some sort of "it" factor. we all have something that would make a person think/look twice about us, we're all just a little scared to show it off. that "it" factor perse is simply being authentic and real, not masking yourself to blend in and be one of the crowd. why arewe all starving to be one another? we're all just as desperate, unsure, self concious, scared, fearful and lonely as each other, s why don;t we let our real selves out for a chance? if you have something to say, then say it.if you see something you wanna wear, then wear it. what we're all attracted to is really to superpower or pair of designer jeans after all. those memorable people haven't cracked any secret code or have some extrodinary genetic trait, they're just being themselves. being real. let's all stop this fascade and hiding out, it's not working.
yours ever so truly,
hannah.

you're alive, do something..

that's my motto for this year. i dunno why, but i like it. sometimes i find myself drawn to phrases, anthologies or quotes that are rather simple and straightforward. It seems that right before i make a large decision or have some sort of "dilemma", i tend to recollect them and they give me a bit of perspective on my situations. throughout the year when i'm burdened with so many daunting tasks, piles of school wokr, musicals, dance, music exams and all those other lovely extracurriculars, i lose the enjoyment and spontenaity in life with the highly packed schedual that constantly looms over me. but this year, i think i'll just enjoy it. yes, even enjoy that 12 page essay, enjoy the mega scary and frighteneing ballet exams i somehow manage to get out alive, and try and enjoy the music festival (aka hell on earth that i always put myself through every single year for some odd reason).and instead of whining about how busy i am and sitting home aone watching tv or wasting my life on facebook cause i'm so darn tired, i'm gonna do something. read a book, call a freind, do something exciting and crazy, cause guess what? i'm alive. and even though we hear it all the time and it may just generate an eye roll or a cliche groan, but ou never know which day may be your last as tomorrow is not a guarentee. possibly you have a quote to define your year or even to define your life, if you care to share email me @ fashion.faux.pas@hotmail.com. n0w, don't just sit at yourcomputer reading this boring old thing you're alive, do something!

call me crazy but...

i truly enjoy awkwardness. a good ol' awkward moment is positively one of my favorite things. now, i'm fully aware that the majority of people utterly dread the apperance of my unfortunate friend awkward sprung upon them causing some slightly uncomfortable moments that they wish wouldn't seem to last for so darn long. personally, i oddly anticipate the next time my stumbling and unrefined pal comes out to play in not only movies but preferably reality. there's nothing better than an excruciatingly long and tense silence filled with the figeting of hands, or the innapropriate-for-the-situation blurted out comment that seemed to spew out of you with no permission. oh, or how about my favorite, when you're slightly subconciously staring at a crush or someone you find kinda sorta cute and then they just so happen to catch your oddly creepy stares and make eye contact, thus you blush and quickly divert your eyes, pretending it never happened.

mmm, the awkwarness of it all is just so refreshing! why you my ask? personally, i feel these kind of moments are real, honest authentic moments when a person's walls are down and there's no acts of fakeness present. it's as if they're exposing their true self and that ego of theirs has fallen to the floor in small seizure like spasms. and why should we dread or be ashamed of authenticity? i think it's time we stop being so hard on ourselves and possibly take that ego (that we all have, although they differ in sizes) and but it away in the back of our closet and let awkward out to live a breathe for a little. you might just find yourself falling for him/her aswell.

being fake and not being your true self is ssoooo 2002, and i can just feel the escalating rise of real.

yours ever so truly (and akwardly),

hannah.

outfitsoutfitsoutfits.

I really do enjoy clothing. really.

i've always had a fairly large affection and attachment to clothes and fashion, but ever since summer began, this consuming flood of fashion related inspiration has transformed my fondness into this all-encompassing infatuation. i spend my days down at the dock at my cottage pouring through the glossy pages of underground fashion magazines, scouring the slightly stale smelling 80's prom dresses in toronto basment vintage shops and of course devoting hours upon hours at my old tried and true fave store value village and doling out my eighty dollar birthday present gift certificate on ridiculous dresses, shoes and earrings. (thank you aunt lorraine and mom!)
and those are only my days, oh the nights i spend with my good ol' clothing fetish are even worse. you can hear me searching through my slightly overflowing closet, that i've jampacked with all my new finds, and making outrageous and quriky outfit upon outfit for every possibly occasion and swiping ideas from everythign that surrounds me. barmitzvah? check ( even though i know all of zero jewish people, but you can never me too prepared) travelling back through time to the 50's? check. off to a badass 80's prom? check. or, how about a trip hiking in the himylayas, to tokyo, a day in sweltering eygpt, a designer fishing trip, or why not a hollywood movie premier? don't worry, ive got you covered with the perfect outfit.
am i being obsessive, over the top, a perfect example of a shallow consumer? not in my opinion. i'm just being me. (aka totally inmfatuated with what brings me joy.) oh and btw, i've only spent the most seven hundred bucks on an entire wardrobe, and mostly at vintage/value village esque joints. so take that huge corporate buisness men. this is only one of my obsessions. oh booooy, i can barely even name all of those other badboys that consume my rather short days. acting and theatre is probably my number one, along with people watching, blogs, new indie bands and 40's music, dancing, singing, piano, reading, biking and meeting interesting characters.
so, what will be the next preoccupation? baking pasteries, complex scientific equations, tyedying, syncronized swimming, or perhaps playing squash? heck, if you're intriguing enough, possibly even you could be my obsession, if you so wish. all i know is that whatever happens to tickle my fancy, better be prepared for a whole lotta time with dis girl.
yours ever so truly,
hannah .


oh ps. here's a coupla outfits cranked outta my fixation on good ol' fashion.