Dating Fashion Etiquette: Looking Classy is the Key to Acting Classy

Dating fashion etiquette is key to impressing your date, whether it be your first date or 50th date.  For men and women alike, how you look will tell your date how you feel about them.

You have been asked out on a date for a reason. That other person obviously liked something about you enough to want to share more time with you. How you dress will be a reflection of who you are on the inside. Proper grooming is a good start to showing confidence within yourself.

Make an Effort.

First off, show you are happy to be going on a date with this person. Let this person know that you want to be there by making sure your clothing and dress look put-together. Match them. It is not good to show up on a date in a hodge-podge of colors and styles that obviously do not look good together.

Keep it Modest.

This is just plain and simple good dating fashion etiquette.  Dress in a manner that shows you truly care about yourself. Avoid styles that are too revealing and too tight. Clothes that are that modest in cut and style will bring an air of comfort and confidence to the date.

Fresh & Clean.

When you are getting ready, wash and iron your clothes! This is great dating advice for men and women alike. You do not want to be out with your date and they are constantly staring at a stain or a mess of wrinkles on your clothes. You want them to be focused on you not a fashion faux pas.

Less is More.

Keep the accessories simple. The more you put on the more you will have to worry about. Your bling should not be what draws attention to who you are. A simple necklace, earrings, bracelet or ring will do.  Along those lines, do not overpower your date with the scent you have chosen for the evening. Keep it subtle.

Dress For the Type of Date You Will Be Going On.

It is appropriate dating etiquette to ask where you will be going. This way you will know what type of outfit to wear. If the date is to be a surprise, it is still appropriate to ask what you should wear. You don’t want to show up for a date of laser tag wearing a skirt and heals. Dating fashion etiquette and common sense show that formal dates require different clothing style than casual dates.

Dress Comfortably.

But not too comfortable. Showing up to a date dressed like you have given up on life (like George Costanza on Seinfeld) is NOT appropriate. Make sure that you can wear your clothes without constant tugging, adjusting or worrying. It is possible to be classy and comfortable.

Shoes!

Wearing nice looking shoes is vital to impressing your date. Your date will make certain assumptions about you by looking at your shoes. Clean and polished shoes are the best way to show you are a confident, put-together person. It really doesn’t matter if what you are doing on your date calls for tennis shoes, flip-flops or dress shoes…make sure they look nice.

If you feel that you need to purchase a new set of clothes and shoes for an upcoming date, be sure to wear them prior to your date. While your clothes and/or shoes may have looked and felt fabulous in the store, they may not be that fabulous on a date. You want your first date conversations not to be on the subject of blistered feet.

Fashion etiquette is as simple as you make it. Looking classy is about keeping it simple, modest, clean and neat. You will be happier on your date by following this advice. Your date will be happier too, because you took the time to look good.

 

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Celebrity Sightings: Bella DeMone – Philly Model

Happy Friday!

This is a spectacularly beautiful model. She’s also a friend so I decided to showcase this lovely girl on Phicklephilly!

 

Take it away, Bella!

 

Hey everyone! My name is Bella DeMone, a Philadelphia based model. My passion consists of art and photography. I enjoy what I do, love meeting all different kinds of people and seeing their unique talent. Modeling is absolutely everything I’ve wanted to pursue. The runway puts me on top the world. It’s freedom, being yourself, where all worries are out the window. These are the moments that feel wonderful, a dream come true.

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Hey everyone! My name is Bella DeMone, a Philadelphia based model. My passion consists of art and photography. I enjoy what I do, love meeting all different kinds of people and seeing their unique talent. Modeling is absolutely everything I’ve wanted to pursue. The runway puts me on top the world. It’s freedom, being yourself, where all worries are out the window. These are the moments that feel wonderful, a dream come true.
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My MM URL: http://www.modelmayhem.com/BellaDeMone

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Hey all! I currently reside in the Philadelphia area, and am open to reasonable travel for the right opportunity. I work in the medical field, and am accustomed to working with a variety of people. But behind those doors I’m all about fashion, and about making a great photo or project come to life. Fashion and modeling art is a passion that I enjoy, and I am loving every minute of it. Modeling gives me the chance to feel free and act out, and have fun in the process.

For those looking to work with me, please know:

-I’m punctual, and will be focused on the project.
-I have listed my genres in this profile.
-Please be respectful of including a basic transportation costs if you would like to do a TF shoot that is outside the city limits. Nothing crazy, but every bit does help.
-Please also respect my bringing an escort to any shoot, as that alleviates my safety concerns. I promise that they won’t get in the way, and they can even hold a reflector or help out as needed.
-Please be able to explain the who/what/where/when/why/how of your project, and I will do my best to make that happen. This helps to avoid any miscommunications or misunderstandings. If you email all of this, please include a contact phone so that I can call you back.
-I have been fortunate to have made some great contacts on the scene already, and have been part of some wonderful creative projects. I look forward to many more of them. I want to make the most of this experience, so please share with me your ideas!
-To schedule with me, please email me at photography@exithibernationmedia.com, or use Model Mayhem. Please include your contact info, so that you don’t get lost in the spam (a contact phone #, MM url, email addy), and I will get back to you ASAP. Serious inquiries only, please, as I do have a day job and am very focused on the important things in life (work, family, living, modeling). Please include the full description of what you want to do in your email, and not just a general idea.

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Update:

-there are too many wonderful people on MM! The feedback is encouraging…and the creepy emails from people only make this more of an adventure.

Photographers of Interest:

A. G. Heefner, Exit Hibernation Media

Rob Eberle

William “Bob” Kearns

Gary Boswell

Makeup Artists of Interest:

Tina Kane

Matt Phoenix

Justine Freeman

Susan Carabello

Alexandra Ley

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Celebrity Sightings: Valentine’s Day – My Favorite Victoria’s Secret Super Model

“The minute I lay eyes on the super queen I involuntarily gasp. I literally sucked air sharply into my lungs like I never have before.”

I’ve decided to write about all of the celebrities I’ve met in my life. It’ll probably only be once a month, and I’ll crank them out until I run out of famous people.

First of all, Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my phicklephilly readers! I hope you’re in love or at least love something! If you’re not happy today, and if anyone starts talking about love, romance, hearts, cards, or chocolate, just slap them and say ‘it’s Wednesday!

It’s a coincidence and fitting that I release this piece on Valentine’s Day. Because this lady is and always will hold a special place in my heart.

This one happened about 11 years ago when I was working in Manhattan. The year was 2007.

I was sitting in a dive bar in Journal Square in Jersey City one evening after work. My buddy Howard was with me. I’m drinking a beer and reading the Daily News. On the Entertainment page was a little blurb at the bottom about how Alessandra Ambrosio was going to be making an appearance at the new Armani Exchange in Manhattan on Saturday afternoon.

I think every guy has an “It” girl in life. Some movie star, athlete, or model that they just adore. In the 70’s and 80’s for me it was Farrah Fawcett. I LOVED Farrah. I owned all of her posters starting with the famous red swimsuit. I was even a card carrying member of her fan club. Always watched Charlie’s Angels and all of her movies.

But sometime in the 90’s I noticed this one model in a Victoria’s Secret catalogue that really struck me. I didn’t know her name for several years. But once you have a woman in your life and order something from their catalogue, they never stop coming. They must send them out every couple of weeks because I had loads of them coming to the house.

I eventually found out the identity of this exquisite woman. Alessandra Ambrosio. I was in love. Her perfectly symmetrical face, with her feline eyes and lovely tawny hair is a combination that drove me nuts. I absolutely have adored Alessandra for years. I know I love beautiful women, it’s hard not to. But Alessandra to me is one of the most beautiful women on the planet.

Alessandra Ambrosio was born in Erechim, Brazil on April 11, 1981. Her parents are Brazilians of Italian, Portuguese and Polish ancestry and own a petrol station. She enrolled at a modelling class at the age of 12, and at the age of 14, she was one of 20 finalists for the 1995 Elite Model Look national competition for Brazil. Ambrosio was always insecure about her large ears, and at the age of 11, she had cosmetic surgery to have her ears pinned back, though two years later she suffered complications. In 2006, she appeared on The Tyra Banks Show, and said that the surgery was a bad experience and has discouraged her from ever getting plastic surgery again.

I would love Alessandra the same even if her ears stuck straight out like open car doors!

When Ambrosio was 12 years old, she partook in modeling classes, and then began modeling for Dilson Stein at age 15. Competing in Brazil’s Elite Model Look competition started her modeling career in earnest. Her first notable modeling job was shooting the cover of Brazilian Elle magazine. Elite passed along some of her Polaroids to Guess which led her booking the Millennium GUESS? campaign. She has since appeared in advertising campaigns for Gucci, Dolce & Gabbana, Calvin Klein, Oscar de la Renta, Christian Dior, Escada, Fendi, Giorgio Armani, Guess, Emporio Armani, Moschino, Gap, Hugo Boss, Ralph Lauren, Saks Fifth Avenue, Macy’s, Revlon, and the Pirelli Calendar. She has walked the catwalks for designers such as Prada, Chanel, Dolce & Gabbana, Givenchy, Christian Lacroix, Bottega Veneta, Escada, Tommy Hilfiger, Christian Dior, Marc Jacobs, Louis Vuitton, Balmain, Ralph Lauren, Halston, Vivienne Westwood, Giles Deacon, and Oscar de la Renta. She has appeared in numerous international magazine covers, including Cosmopolitan, Elle, GQ, Harper’s Bazaar, Marie Claire, Ocean Drive, Vogue and was the only model to appear on the cover of Glamour in the United States in 2006.

“I HAVE to go to A/X Armani Exchange on Saturday and try to see her! Do you want to go with me?”

“Why the hell would I want to go meet some supermodel? I’m gay!”

“Well she’s a fashion model and I figured you guys like stuff that’s fashionable.”

“I’m gay!”

So Saturday comes and I go to the local Rite Aid and buy a disposable camera. (Yea. I had a little cell phone back then before there were any iPhones or androids and that little phone didn’t have a camera in it. That thing was probably made by Fisher Price for all I know. A lot has happened in the world of technology in the last 15 years!)

So I’ve got my little cheapo plastic throw away camera and I hop on the PATH train into Manhattan. I get off at 32nd Street and walk East over to Fifth Avenue, The store is up around 56th Street so I need to walk north about 25 blocks. That’s a little bit of a hike. But it’s Saturday in the Summer and Manhattan is quiet on the weekends.

After awhile I finally reach the store. There’s a line of people to get in. I get in line behind this Asian girl and I go, “Is this the line to see Alessandra?”

“Oh, I have no idea. I just saw a lot of people here and I wanted to see what was going on.”

What a moron. How can she not know who Alessandra Ambrosio is?

The line is moving and I get inside.

The minute I lay eyes on the super queen I involuntarily gasp. I literally sucked air sharply into my lungs like I never have before.

I can’t believe I am standing in the same room with her. I can’t believe that I’m not seeing just a photograph of my queen. I am looking upon one of the most beautiful women in the world and the only thing that’s separating she and I is space.

I’m starstruck.

She sits down and starts signing things. I’m snapping pics and my heart is pounding. I’m getting closer!

Ohh…my love. My Queen! She is stunning! They take my name and write it on a little Post It. I assume this is because they don’t want any misspellings on the pictures she’s signing.

I finally reach Alessandra!!!

 

My arm around my queen!

I introduce myself and I can’t believe I am meeting her for real. She says my name and I swoon. My name coming from Alessandra’s lovely lips.

There she is! It’s really her! I’m shaking hands with my favorite woman on Earth. I’m looking into the eyes of the object of my desire for the last 10 years. She signs the photo, and I ask if they will take a photo of me with my camera. She agrees and I hand it to her handlers. I tell them to take a few just in case.

I put my arm around her, and lean in. My hand is on her shoulder! I’m touching Alessandra! My love!

I’m so close to Alessandra, I can smell her.

This is framed in my livingroom.

I will never be the same. I leave with my little camera full of photos, and the above autographed picture.

To Charles, Love, Alessandra. (Heart. Star.)

I love her even more now. I’ve met Alessandra Ambrosio! This day has been a dream come true. I’m holding the picture and I don’t want anything to happen to it, so I run across the street into of all things, a Victoria’s Secret. (Fitting!) I approach one of the sales girls and ask if I can have a bag.

“What do you need it for?”

I hold up the photo. “To protect this autographed picture of Victoria’s Secret model, Alessandra Ambrosio.”

The chick looks like she doesn’t know who Alessandra is and hands me a bag. I gently slide my treasure inside it. (puns abound) I thank the girl and nearly skip to the PATH station.

I’ve added these delicious little videos to close out this piece. I can’t watch the first one without getting worked up. I love her so much.

I met my super queen. I never met Farrah Fawcett. I loved her so much, but I met my new queen Alessandra. It was glorious day in my short life. She’ll never know how much I love her but I met her, We got a picture together, I touched her, and smelled her.

My lovely Alessandra…

 

 

 

 

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Kylie – Broken Wing – The Rittenhouse Cocktail & Fashion Event

“I see your screen is cracked. Is that in style now?”

A few years ago, when I sold advertising for a drinking website, I was asked to be a judge for the Rittenhouse Cocktail & Fashion event. It’s actually and event that is impossible to complete. How it works is this; They pick an evening in the Spring where about a dozen of the fashion shops stay open late.  Each one brings in an alcohol brand to make cocktails and serve them to the general public. People can sign up for this event and everybody pays for tickets and gets a little wristband.

The shops are scattered all over a seven square block radius between Broad street out to 20th street, and between Chestnut and Locust street.  Most people who sign up for the event just wander around and stop in places to check out their wares. While there, they can enjoy a nice cocktail made from some big liquor brand.

It’s a fun night if that’s all you planned on doing. Take a date, look at cool fashion, and drink your face off.

Here’s the problem you have when you’re a judge for the event. You show up, and they give you a list of all of the stores with a note pad to write down all of the names of the cocktails. But you also have to write down the ingredients, and then you have to rate the drink.

This would be a fun exercise if I had four hours to do it. But the event only lasts for two hours. I’ve done this event twice, and both times I couldn’t physically get through the event.

But I tried. Lord knows, I tried. Beautifully smashed.

The people working the tables are great. They’re really excited for you to taste their products and are very enthusiastic about discussing them with you. But, you can’t spend a great deal of time with each representative, because you have to get to the next spot. I would like to get the list of places at least a day before hand, and a list of what the brands are and the names of the drinks with their ingredients. Then I could maybe get through the twelve different locations and the drinks. But there is still the timeframe. It is a back-breaking exercise in speed tasting and running around center city. Could me and my ex-girlfriend Michelle (See: Michelle – 2007 to Present – A Brand New Day) pull off an event like that? Sure we could. Would we be destroyed at the end of it?

Damn straight.

So it was my first time as a judge for the event. This was back in 2012. I’m in one of the shops, about a third of the way through the event, when I’m approached by a somewhat cute brunette. She is dressed in a cool leather jacket and tight slacks. She looks very fashionable. Perfect for an event like this. She’s maybe thirty. What struck me most about her was her hair. She wore the rare “stacked bob.” You really don’t see many women rocking this style. Best thing about it is, it’s really unique. People will remember a chick with that cut. She also was carrying a nice camera and taking a lot of photos. She said she was covering the event for Philadelphia Weekly. (A piece of shit print publication, that no one reads anymore. It’s better utilized as a birdcage liner or wrapping your fish up in.)

“You look like you know where you’re going, mind if I tag along?”

I tell her sure, because I could use the company of an attractive photographer and tasting partner. I tell her that I’m a judge for the event. We exchange formalities and get moving. I’ve got the list and she’s helping find each place.

It made it way more fun to have a girl with me on this little journey.

We’re hitting each spot and getting to know each other along the way. The clock is ticking and I’m really trying to get through the whole show. By the end, we were literally running to the last couple of places. It was a fun challenge.

We missed a few along the way but as miracles would have it I actually remember the last cocktail I tasted. So I couldn’t have been that banged up. We were in Nicole Miller in the Bellevue Stratford on Broad street. The drink was a whiskey infused cocktail where the rim of the glass was made of Smores. You could actually bite the edge of the cup and eat it. It was called”Ghost of the Campfire” due to its sweet but smoky taste. To me, it was the clear winner.

Kylie and I had a great time together that night. We ended up walking over to Ocean Prime at 15th and Sansom. We sat at the bar and sipped one final drink. We chatted and exchanged business cards. I remember her phone screen was really cracked, which was the birth of this line, “I see your screen is cracked. Is that in style now?” I see so many busted screens these days.

Why won’t these people purchase cases for their phones? It’s essential for a bit of technology that none of us can no longer live without.

I kind of liked her and thought she was attractive so I was going to try to see her again. I could use some ruse about coming to an event with me. We parted ways and I told her I’d reach out to her in the near future.

I think I did on Facebook or text, but nothing ever came of it. I did see her maybe six months later when I was at an event in Old City. She shared studio space with another photographer down there. But I was inside a building when I saw that familiar stacked bob walking down 2nd street. By the time I would have gotten through the crowd and got outside, she would have been down the end of the block by then.

Little did I know at the time how Kylie would re-enter my life in the near future. I will write about her again, but she won’t make another appearance in this story for a while.

Oh, and she has world-class legs…

 

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