Faux Flower Child


Faux because I’m not exactly a flower child, though it seems as everyone now a days that wears a crown of flowers seems to hashtag their pictures with #flowerchild or the likes. I love the earth but have no right to claim myself as a true tree hugger. I recycle at work bc the bins are there. At home the only thing I recycle are beer bottles so that my boyfriend and I have some for when we brew. I don’t hug trees, but I do have a “money tree” that sits on my desk and gets water on a weekly basis. I also don’t live a simple life, my closet is too full of evidence for that.

Funny thing is I swore myself away from the floral crown trend when it first boomed. All I saw were filtered pics everywhere with girls in flower crowns high waist cut offs and crop tops, throwing up peace signs. And I rolled my eyes at it thinking “what now everyone is suddenly a peace Mother Nature lover? Just bc the crowns are a trend?” Now don’t get me wrong it’s a cute outfit but it was a little redundant and to my point, people were wearing it how they thought it had to be worn instead of wearing it in their own way.

My office was in sample sale mode. I fished it out of a bin, passed up on it, where it later fell into my hands again within ten minutes. I stared at it. The flowers were obnoxiously huge, could I really pull this off? Then decided heck, why not, it’s a penny steal, I could challenge myself to find my own way of wearing it and if not well then it could make for a good centerpiece/Christmas decoration? I let it sit in the bag when I got home, and it stayed there for another few days.

It was a presentation day. My team was going to present their designs to the execs, and so I wanted to wear something a little more striking. I don’t know what it was but I thought about those flowers. They were a pretty loud accessory and couldn’t be easily ignored. But what to balance it? My favorite sheer long black maxi, in place of a long vintage floral one, my Bcbg feather printed v neck, in place of a billowy blouse, and a black belt with sleek gold hardware. I wanted to give the flowers a taste of my style instead of the other way around.


I pinned my hair so it fell to one side, then wrapped the florals around my head.

It indeed said something. Something enough to generate a small conversation about it during the meeting. Thankfully good things.

So go ahead, try something new, but do it in your own way. This goes for all aspects in life. But you know that already.

Happy hump day!

Sunday Stroll

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It was time for a weekend in Georgetown. My grandfather was celebrating a birthday and the family flew in from all over to stay at my aunt’s in Vienna, VA, the Washington DC area. It had probably been about a decade since we had a reunion like this, all of us together. The third generation already in their 20’s, when what seemed like only a few years ago we were only in our teens. There were drinks shared, laughs, food, and photo album fishing, reminiscing about the old times like we were old timers ourselves.

It was fun having us all together in a new light yet in the same humor.

We celebrated at the family favorite “Sushi Yama” in Vienna. Poor Lolo was a bit of a grump at the start of our dinner, yet I guess that can be expected in the birthdays of your senior years.



We decided to dedicate a day to a walk around Georgetown, a quaint trendy area in DC. Our lunch started out at the infamous French chain “Paul.” We delighted ourselves in perfectly portioned sandwhiches, quinoa salmon salad and macaroons for desert.


Our experiences in the neighborhood were mainly our indulgences in the food and spirits. Our first stop was at “Thunder” for drinks. We then hopped over a few shops down for ice cream. That stop was soon followed by Starbucks and then topped off with the infamous cupcake bakery Sprinkles. Hmm sounds like the trip of a group of children at Wonka’s factory. Nope, just a group of 20 somethings enjoying what Georgetown had to offer. My diet was shoved to the back seat. All in all it was an enjoyable trip too quick with great company. 

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What did I step out in for this lovely weekend stroll? 

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Happy Strolling! 

Want more details on the restaurants we tried? The outfit I’m wearing? shoot me an email maryannfashionstyling@yahoo.com


Look what the cat dragged in

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I had bought my pair for fun after work with my friend to meet up for happy hour drinks. I don’t know what it was that compelled me to do it other than the fact that I LOVE CATS! I am THAT crazy cat lady. We were trying on different accessories and I pulled those cat ears from the peg, and after that they stuck on my head…even heading into the restaurant, knowing I’d encounter people I had never met before. “1st impressions are everything,” so I guess I didn’t care if they thought that I thought I was a cat. Funny enough it had turned out to be a great conversation starter (almost too much of an opening for some guys, eek). I kept them on the whole night. 

Today I thought I would try them at work, and sure enough they were a hit there too. In fact we had started our sample sale today and everyone else had snagged all the cat ears available, before I could dig through the right boxes and snag them for myself! What a fail! 

So anyway, work…how do you wear them to work, or public in general? Without looking like either A. a crazy cat lady, or B. like you are super early on the Halloween costume. 

Try a chic and playful outfit like the one below: 

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1. My black dress is from LUSH at Nordstrom

2. Headband – f21

3. Golden bow necklace – f21

4. Affirmation bangles – BCBGeneration

5. My black pumps – Charlotte Russe

6. Fluffy kitty…..well I have two, one siamese mix named scarlett and one orange tiger named Mr. Darcy <3

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There are so many kinds out there too! Mine are the leopard print and the rhinestone topped. But there’s  velvet, studded, lace, floral, anything to fix your fancy!

So who’s wearing them? Well from what I saw it seemed that dear Taylor Swift started it, then you’ve got model Candace Swanepoel, and then some more models, and now us…or me anyway. 

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Bring out that feisty feline! Try something a little fun and purrrty :)

“On Wednesdays we wear pink!”

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Can you tell I love that movie, I’ve quoted it enough throughout my writing. 

I stumbled across the Harper’s Bazaar September 2014 cover on twitter (come follow me MAlifeinFashion), and decided to revisit my pink high school days. After all, I’ve been on this pastel hair hype and my lavender had already gone through its three shampoos and washed away. It was late at night and I had originally intended the late night Walmart trip to provide me with a bag of cheetos and much needed allergy meds, but I shimmied over to the beauty dept just in case. JUST IN CASE my butt! I knew why I walked over there. I really wanted to color my streak again and this time a new color, so I quickly scanned the shelves and grabbed the pink. I tried to make it quick to make up for the fact that I told myself this would be an in and out 5 minute trip. 

The pink set in, I snapped a shot and sent it to my boyfriend in the morning, who to no surprise shot me back with a teasing comment. He’s not one for unnatural colors, and neither is my dad. I returned his comment with a screenshot of the Harper’s cover knowing it would be a failed attempt at convincing him. As if a fashion magazine would suddenly gain me his acceptance haha, I knew better. My work peers however, had welcomed it. and how could they not? An associate in the creative department has been donning lavender locks, while the accessories designer has been flaunting fuchsia in her pony tail. The director of fabric and color dipped her ends in red kool-aid while the director of marketing wore peek-a-boos of purple. It’s a world of color at my office and they’re not afraid to let it out. 

I wish I had my old pictures to recall my old pink locks. It was only a few years ago….shall we do a flashback? 

….AVRIL Lavigne days as she calls it…..

joanneOh, how they say, fashion recycles itself. From 2006 she says, so about 8 years ago. I could only laugh when she shared her hair coloring days with me, because boy do I know what its like to look at my own pictures from a few years ago donning outfit choices where I can now add critical commentary. She blamed this one on Avril’s influences. But hey I think the hair looks good. 

Now that I’ve got “hey hey you you I don’t like your girlfriend” repeating itself in my mind …. and possibly out loud…………

Just like the lavender, this was an easy hair project. Like I said earlier, picked up during the Walmart trip. The temporary, wash out kind, “splat” for about $3.99. Not bad for a “something new” look for a day, then you have extra left over for later days. Or you could do what my fabric/color director did, plus Kool-aid has an encyclopedia long list of flavors and so you’re choices to color are unlimited. Sorta.  

So what color or maybe even flavor will you be flaunting? 

send some pics! I’d love to see! Jealous if you can get a full head. Unfortunately attempting to pastel my whole head would result in bleaching and frying, so I’ll put a stop to that here. 

maryannfashionstyling@yahoo.com   <-send pics here. :)


Inspiration for your imagination

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From spending time as a stylist and working with clients for years to my time as an intern on set I learned that not everyone can envision things as instantly when it comes to dressing. Thats ok of course, everyone has different talents elsewhere. I found that styling is one of mine, and I love sharing it with everyone who comes to me for it. 

My first encounter with a new client, involved an exchange of small talk which eventually lead to life conversations. In the midst of the conversations we were trying to pick out her wear for an upcoming event. Finally coming to an empowering dress with the perfect fit, stepping into a 3 way mirror and seeing her smile, was the most rewarding part of the job. Its what inspired me to continue. I wake up in the morning feeling great, and confident in myself even more so dressing up to own the day.

I love getting to share that feeling of self confidence with someone else. When they’re finally in something they couldn’t imagine before, twirling left and right in the 3 way, peeking at a back view (as we all do ladies) and throwing your hands on your hips, pushing one hip slightly forward, because you finally feel great and ready to go! I enjoy taking part in making people look and feel their very best. 

There is a quote from Edith Head “you can have anything you want if you dress for it.” 

I agree!

So now I am offering a free service to anyone who needs the inspiration! Send me pics of a piece in your closet that maybe you are struggling to outfit, or a new piece you want to purchase but dont know how to wear. Or maybe you dont know where to start, period, and you need an entire outfit inspiration. Send me the pic or describe your needs and I will make your very own personal styling/mood board like the ones pictured here. 

Send it to: maryannfashionstyling@yahoo.com 

Or Facebook me: MA Carandang


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Empire Strikes Back … in all Black

Canopus to Carina with LMC (35mm 5DII)


I had not expected receiving as many compliments as I did on this outfit. Something about childhood nostalgia maybe?

My boyfriend is a fan of the series and as of late had began purchasing the licensed products; Tshirts, lunchboxes, office supplies, etc. Part of the reason I was so apt to purchase a shirt myself was to play on his interests. You know, those moments when you’re in the honey moon stages (2+ years for us) of your relationship and you play in to each other’s favorites of this and that?

I was on the hunt for a top. They had them everywhere for men, but I had yet to locate one in women’s. Even when I searched online, all that had ever come up for me were Tshirts that looked as if they had ironed on designs, or like something you purchase out of a souvenir shop. I gave up on my search, when one day my boyfriend had called me up during a target trip. When I had the chance to get my eye on it, I was disappointed to see it was a muscle tank. It was hard to hide the disappointment on my face, but I laced my fingers through the hanger and carried it around the store anyway. I debated endlessly in my head on whether I wanted it that bad or not. I did my usual routine of trying to envision what pieces I would wear it with, and it was not quite clicking. By the time we reached the register, I paid for my cat food and handed the shirt back to the cashier. Not more than fifteen minutes after we had left, I spent more time envisioning the outfits in full that would include that shirt, and I wanted to turn around and purchase it. It wasn’t buyers remorse but it was like reversed buyers remorse! Ugh, and by that point I had already been too far to turn back around. 

Two days passed and I was still thinking about it. I made the trip to the target in my city, and told myself that if it was there, and in XS then it was meant to be. Sure enough they had it and I scooped it up. I texted him in excitement, as if I had accomplished a great challenge.

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I was however, still somewhat weary about the muscle cut on the arms. I didnt want my arms to look manly. I paired it with my black maxi skirt to bring back the feminine side, and yet play “the dark side” of the outfit (like that, see what I did?). Topped it off with some black booties and a silver abstract ring. Took a selfie, sent it to the boyfriend, grabbed my coffee from the keurig and was on my way to the office. 

Thankfully my office is quite welcoming of almost anything…and even more so of out of the box styling. No boring suits for us :) 

Well….may the force be with you!

Illustrating Alessandra

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About another 20 minutes stood between me and the moment I would be in the chair next to her. Alessandra Ambrosio, Victoria’s Secret model was propped up on a black director’s chair, with bright lights facing her and the large promo ad behind her. The ad team, or maybe PR team was standing across from her behind the cameras. I kept reassuring myself with things like “you’ve worked with models for years, this isn’t anything new, models are in reality down to earth, you work in this industry, and blah blah blah.” In fact I still work with models today, everyday, except now-a-days they’re 5-14 year old girls. Totally different worlds! And it was true, I had, prior to this moment, worked with several fashion models, whether it was for print, ecommerce, even runway. Maybe it was the lights, or the camera, especially knowing I would be in the path of them this time instead of just the model.

My nerves had been diminished in the time where I began recalling all of my past experiences in the industry, and I found myself finally walking up to be seated next to her.

The night before, I kept pondering whether I would make this event or not. I had garment samples that I needed to pick up and competitor size runs that needed returned. It would be a squeeze but I would make it work. I began with an illustration of Alessandra as a head shot. Something along the lines of a more realistic quality, except the end result did not look like her at all. I had anticipated that from the beginning but thought I would give it a shot anyway, when that failed I easily abandoned that sketch and returned to my true stylization of illustrating. I chose a photo of her from a promo event in Chicago. Once completed I pulled it back at arms length to the fullest and said to myself, well I did it, so now I can’t NOT give it to her. I tucked it away in my work tote.

Her gaze lingered upon it as I situated myself in the seat next to her, and she asked if I had drawn that. I told her yes and she returned with “It’s gorgeous.” my nerves suddenly came back and before I could refrain from stupid comments I responded with “You’re gorgeous!” -_- Thankfully enough, she seemed to have such a busy day that it was most likely she would never remember the conversation that took place, including my slightly weird comment. She continued on with “I like your style,” to which of course I flushed. Who knows who else she could have said that to, but I don’t care, at that moment I was the only one in that chair so I pushed away any thought that the compliment may have been rehearsed.

It was a brief moment and I finally bid her an enjoyable rest of her afternoon. She had to move on to a promo event and I myself had to tend to my original objective, which was to pick up missing garment samples.

When I had finally arrived back to my office, a bag full of clothing in the passenger’s seat, and a photo of the event in the inside of my planner, I sat back in my driver’s seat a moment and recollected on the last hour. It wasn’t finding a cure for cancer, or discovering life on mars, but all the same it was a memorable moment for myself. Mostly it brought on some favorite memories in fashion; NYFW in 2012 and 2014, Paris fashion week, assisting the BCBG shoots, creating my own photoshoot with BCBG, project runway shoot, all of it….not that I had forgotten about them, but I don’t think about them as much b/c I find myself to be consistently focused on my future.

Needless to say it made my day, and sent me into la la land the rest of the afternoon. It was worth the scurrying for samples and a coffee for lunch (on the go no time to eat).

“When opportunities aren’t there, then create your own.” -from me to you! <3

Girl in the red coat


I have this journal purchasing addiction in where I tend to fall for every unique kitschy, positive quote promoting, journal or sketchbook that crosses my path. I pick it up, turn it around in my hands and envision everything is put in it….and how it will always be in my bag……I buy it and usually it ends up on a shelf in my room. Whomp Whomp

A few weeks ago I was in Chicago and came across this special notebook at “the art effect” in Lincoln park.


It had been made to be disguised as an old novel. The script on the front cover was in French, the pages inside included 1/3 lined, 1/3 grid, and 1/3 blank. I was rifling through the pages…with the same routine of thoughts going through my mind in purchasing this journal. $16……$16 to sit on my shelf. But it was so perfect! Or at least that’s what I said about every one I’ve purchased. I set it back on the shelf. A museum trip and two beers later I came back to the shop and purchased it. A holy light came down and angelic voices sang ……just kidding that was probably the beer speaking and the only noise I heard was the ring from the cash register after swiping my card.

I couldn’t stop looking at it and it’s potential. At home the first thing I did was tape tickets and brochures in there from Chicago and Portugal , my two most recent trips. Then I started to add quotes I liked and related to.


It was my friends birthday that had urged me to make use of the blank brown sheets in the back. The pencils and every curve on that paper felt right. The color laid so smoothly on the page. I was so inspired by the lady in red I drew another one.

And soon after that it lead me to bring out my Bristol pad and create more. I created an entire post card set and bundled that for my friend too.

I even doodled for my boyfriend though he had requested illustrations of cats instead of fashion figures.


The illustrations had generated conversations at work and among friends. A request was made for invitations. So for my weekend in San Francisco I packed up my journal and my various pencils and markers. I sat down at a Starbucks and began with a few. Smooth curved shadows, sharp definite lines.



This journal was not another shelf investment. It didn’t just give me a place to store things, it generated a whole line of inspired illustrations, and brought back my love for it!