I Want In...

During my tumultuous journey to enter the fashion world, I've met some fabulous people who are taking the same walk as myself or are already in the industry. I've seen firsthand what the fashion industry can offer, and I want in. Mainly because of the shows, the traveling, the fabulous people you meet and most importantly...the sample sales and access to items that us lowly people (and I primarily mean myself) would die for. I want to be the girl who some big time editor or head honcho in the industry says "A million girls would kill for this job" to. I want to be that girl. I’m networking with the right people, but I can’t understand what is going on! Sometimes I sit and daydream at my desk about the possibilities and how sometimes I wish I was Ugly Betty (sans the melting pot of labels and patterns thrown together to make an outfit, her braces and glasses), or even Anne Hathaway in The Devil Wears Prada. I want the gay fashion editor to tell me I look a hot mess and give me a makeover (hair extensions included) and eat celery sticks for lunch. I want all that! Well….maybe not the celery sticks for lunch. But since I don’t have access to the gay fashion editor, the closets of the major magazines, or the racks of showrooms or samples sales that are only privy to “insiders”, I’ll stick with trying to make it. And folks let’s just say, one day you’ll be saying I knew that girl when she was merely a squirrel trying to get a nut in the fashion world and look at her now. But until then, I’ll use what I got to get what I want. LOL. If you’ve never seen Playas Club, you’ll have no idea what I’m talking about. But anywho, I’ve stumbled upon two sites that provide a glint of what it’s like to have access to samples sales. Check them out, become a member and relish in the lap of luxurious labels for 70% off!!





Gilt Groupe provides access, by invitation only, to Men’s, Women’s and Children’s coveted fashion and luxury brands at prices up to 70% off retail. Each sale lasts 36 hours and features hand selected styles from a single designer.



Rue La La is... an exclusive, invitation-only online destination where Members discover premier-brand, private sale Boutiques, each open for just a brief window of time. Membership is free. It's also invitation-only.

Interested? Send me your email at sugarcanecloset@gmail.com and I’ll hook you up!

Morning Delight...

Solange - T.O.N.Y

Love this record and love Solange. Her fashion choices always excite me. I hate Mondays and this song always brightens my day. So...enjoy.

Oh What A Night....

In an effort to be a normal 20-something female, I attempted to attend a club in NYC Saturday night... Providence to be exact. I pulled an ensemble together from what was hanging in my closet, attempted eye makeup, jampacked with drama, primped and prepped the hair and was ready to shake a tailfeather. However, every girl knows about waiting for a friend to go out, the hair seems to lose its luster, the makeup feels like its losing its shine and you (or maybe its just me) all of a sudden hear your bed calling. So an hour later (yes...an hour), my friend arrives and what do I feel as soon as I step out of the door? Mist...mist! I just knew from then on that the night wouldn't live up to my expectations.

To cut the story short, we arrive at the club around 1ish and my friend's sister has been standing in line, holding our spot for an hour. And the look of exasperation was written all over her face,her hair was in "shambles" and who wants to stand in a line for an hour?!! Definetely not me, I would of been just as angry. Needless to say we get in, pay our $25 (I know, who does that?) and still proceed onward to having a grand time. First things first, we proceeded towards the bathroom to "powder our noses"...and it wasn't as bad as I thought. Fast forward a 1/2 an hour later, and I'm ready to go. Music....horrible, surroundings...horrible and I was being harassed by a tall, drunk and not so handsome clubgoer, who didn't get the hint that I was not interested. What a waist of $25, makeup and the worst of them all.... an outfit. My chiffonesque top from Target (which resembled something straight off the runways of BCBG) could have preserved its beauty on a hanger in my closet. I could of stayed home, eating Cookies & Cream icecream watching Sex in the City. But every trip to the city can't be fabulous right? It just hurts my heart that an outfit was wasted...don't you hate when that happens?

Art on the Subway....

So Sugarcane closet is about more than just fashion, it’s about music, life, art and everything that warms me inside. The key connector to everything is my love for fashion, my love of clothes, pretty things and the personal style of others. With that being said, I must digress about my subway ride this morning….it was amazing. So it is a lovely day in NYC today, the weather is gorgeous, people (including myself), are working it today like they are doing a runway show for Zac Posen and it’s just lovely. I woke up today with the “oh, am I fabulous” complex this morning, turned a couple of heads and prepped myself for a productive day.

With that being said, I am in a state of bliss this morning, which is why my subway ride didn’t bother me. I got onto a semi empty car and there is this man sprawled out on the seat in a come hither pose in a pair of skinny jeans, multi-colored sneakers, a navy blue tank from the ‘70’s, fingerless leather gloves and a stocking cap on his head that had a few pulls in it. All the while with a umbrella cocked between his legs. No one and I mean no one dared to sit on the opposite end of the row with him, so what do I do because I applaud such audacious choices in fashion? I sit down, look his way, smile and enjoy my ride to Lexington; all the while I feel these piercing eyes burning through the side of my head. He did not move the whole subway ride, people got on and off the car with their mouths open, looks of embarrassment and disgust, and you know what? He did not care, he stayed in that pose the whole ride, he may have even adjusted the straps on his gloves. I don’t know if we were being punked or if he was practicing for a an upcoming photo shoot, prepping for an audition on America’s Next Top Model OR if he was practicing to be an extra in a Kanye West video. He obviously woke up with the “oh, am I fabulous” complex, because honey, he did not care if people stared and pointed (as they did), he was bold, confident and I’m sure in his mind…trendy. We all can learn a little something from that man, dusty sneakers and all, he knew he was fabulous and I loved it! Gotta love NYC

MAC is Sugarsweet

So yesterday during lunch, on one of my Bloomingdales runs to just peruse and take in all the spring trends. I stopped by the MAC Cosmetics counter, and this spring they are all about sugary, sweet products. Everything was whipped, creamy, colorful, and they’re all inspired by desserts. From lips, eyes to nails, everything is amazing! Of course, because we are in a recession, I did not purchase…but TRUST I will be back, because I saw a few eyeshadows that were calling me. The collection is called SUGARSWEET, and they have everything that you will need or want to take you from drab to fab, think of Tyra Banks and when she trying to show the models how to smile with their eyes. That’s what this collection will help you do this Spring! I absolutely love this pic from the campaign! It's sooo Sugarcanecloset, love it.

Another one to get you through the day....

Keri Hilson Feat Kanye West & Ne-Yo - Knock You Down



Loves Keri Hilson, her album is crazy. But am I the only one a little taken back by Kanye's mullet? Kind of reminds me of haircuts my mom used to give my brother when the barbershop was not an option in elementary school. LOL! Still love Kanyeezy though.

Oh....Am I Fabulous?

Have you ever had an impeding appointment to link up with a long lost friend, an ex boyfriend or old college friend for a reunited and it feels so good moment? And aside from the nerves of how the "meeting" will play out, all you can seem to think about is what you're going to wear. You need something that oozes of fabulousness to the point where you want them to die (not literally) because need them alive to appreciate how fabulous you look. You want them to know that 'yes I missed you, but I'm still fabulous nonetheless'.

So when such an occasion presents itself....what do you wear? If you're like me, you may ponder over this for a day or two, analyze what is in your closet, maybe try on a couple of things until you find the one. The one outfit that makes you have to check yourself in the mirror like, 'Oh, I'm sorry...am I fabulous?' Because you know if you have to do that, then the person you're meeting up with has to be in a state of awe...right? I'm a jeans and heels type of girl, but sometimes a dress is a necessity in situations like this (this is where a DVF in my damn closet would come in handy), especially when it comes to"linking up with an ex". This is where the mantra 'yes I missed you, but I'm still fabulous nonetheless' should be repeated over and over in your head, so you walk in there confident and fabulous with Beyonce's 'Freakum Dress' playing as the soundtrak in her head. Sooooo....what should I wear?

One of my life missions

It has been my life mission (since these hips of mine proved that they were permanent) that a Diane Von Furstenberg wrap dress make her way into my closet. Don't get me wrong I love to mix high priced items and low priced items (right now, we're primarily working off of low), so I am not a label-whore. But being as though I am a budding fashionista and I am a representative of the Real Women have Curves campaign (even if they don't know it), I feel as though it is imperative to my career, my closet and my life that a DVF dress (hopefully more than one) hang off of one those pretty little hangers in my closet. 2009 is the year that I will make this a reality. Those damn dresses from the Spring '09 collection were too fabulous, there's no way I can't have at least one. Seriously. So there will be pictures, there will be a whole big brouhaha when this purchase is made. Because, again...I'm trying to live fancy. And since one of the trends for Spring '09 is ethnic prints, I have my eye on this DVF dress. Thoughts?

This is NOT Star Trek

Since January 1st, 2009, my mantra has been to be fierce and fabulous at all times. Sometimes I have stayed true to this mantra and more than half of the time (due to my want and/or need for a couple extra minutes of sleep) I have, mmmm what's the phrase...fallen off the wagon? And since yesterday I stated that I would begin to dress the part of a fashionista, today I indeed did... dress the part. Makeup...check, hair...check, ensemble...check. However, lets just say you shouldn't wear certain types of fabric with certain tights. Can we say major static cling? I can't be parading around the streets of NYC, and running in heels with static cling!!! Did I mention it was a skirt?

But you know what? It was a major oversight on my behalf, because this is what I get for not planning accordingly. Every fashionista has her day, every fashionista, and I mean it could of been worse...at least I didnt break a heel sashaying like Ms. Jay on my way to work (as I tend to do...even in flats). But this experience, nonetheless, has taught me something....always carry Static Guard Static Cling Spray, because no one wants to be attacked by klingnons, when they're trying to cute. This is not Star Trek.

Something to get you through the day...

Electrik Red - So Good
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I'm kind of in love with Electrik Red and their song So Good right now. It has a 80's Prince vibe to it, the colors are amazing and their makeup is fierce (and yes...I'm saying it like Tyra). Their album, How to Be A Lady is scheduled to drop this Spring and I'll be adding it to my collection. Loves it. And aren't those dresses very Alice in Wonderland? Looooooove it.

Hypothetical Question...

Sooo have you ever wanted a new job just so you could make use of a new item that you hypothetically just purchased?

Exhibit A:

My new Calvin Klein patent leather pumps that I purchased with my Tax Rebate check (don't judge you KNOW you made some uneccesary purchases this tax season). They are very classic and soooo comfortable. I just want to be running around the streets of NY with a Tall Non-Fat Caramel Latte in hand, heading to an important meeting with someone fabulous. I purchased them with the idea of getting a job where I can where and not look out of place (my job is very laid back...let's just say some people look like they belong beside my friend with the dirty pink socks & LV bag in Penn Station begging for change). Alas, these new pumps have been delegated to keeping my other shoes comfortable in my closet as I wallow the streets of NY in my Sam Edelman flats that are in dire need of retirement. Maybe I should just ignore the comments of "where are you going?" and just start actually getting dressing the part. Because right now what I'm living...can't be life.

Rockin that Thing

So I’m kind of obsessed with The Dream’s “Rocking that Thang”, it has kind of become my personal theme song. My love was just reignited last night when watching the video vixen reality show, Candy Girls; Blanca aka Phoenix made her debut in this video and part of me (and by part, I mean every fiber of my being) in some small part wanted to be Blanca. I think I’ll be a video vixen in my next life….sans the sleeping around with the rappers. Watching E!’s Candy Girls just reaffirmed that I could become one, I thought I’d just share that. . I mean because in reality I’m rocking that thing in whatever I’m wearing so I could only do the song justice by debuting in the video right? Plus the amount of clothes these girls get is ridiculous! Maybe it’s time to head to LA….

My Blackberry Bold is taking me places...

I'm going to fast track past me being absent for nearly two months, because CLEARLY there is no need to discuss such things. So being as though writing is my passion and I sent out a mass email about this blog when it was created, I feel the need (and the nagging voices of friends) to get back into the groove of blogging. So....I'm back!

So everyday, I always have a story, there is always something crazy happening in my life that is worthy of telling others. Whether it be about the homeless lady in Penn Station with a Louis Vuitton bag slung over her chest begging me for change (where clearly she had enough for that bag...knockoff or not) or the old ass man on the PATH train trying to preserve his youth in thuggish attire blasting T-Pain from his Blackberry on a train full of commuters (ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS). There is always something, and you know what....I love it, I really do.

So yesterday, I'm chilling with my cousin from B-More and his gorgeous model friend Justice Rose and we were a little tipsy from those huge ass Margaritas from Dallas BBQ-cheap, finger-licking good food and huge drinks that will get you saucy off of one...my kind of place. So anywho, we're standing on the subway platform and this man in a uniform who CLEARLY was on something, started blurting out pure foolishness, loud and obnoxiously while pacing back and forth. The 3 train couldn't come fast enough. He must have take a liking to Justice or even my cousin (how u doin) because he just kept gravitating to where we were standing. It made me uncomfortable, and yes I was clutching my invisible pearls. So as we are inching our way down the platform, Justice and all her fabulousness beauty runs into this pretty dapper man waiting for the train. He obviously knew she was a 1. tourist (because of her camera) and 2. model (because she is gorgeous), so OF COURSE, he threw on the NY swagger and charm and struck up a conversation. After a few minutes he realized that he didnt introduce himself to me or my cousin, so he did, and me being the hustler that I am (Everyday I'm hustling by Rick Ross is the sound byte thats playing right now) I asked what he did and when he informed me that he had a Marketing/Promotions company you know I was like Kevin Federline when he met Britney Spears...I saw an opportunity. So I pulled out my favorite item right now, my Blackberry Bold (yes, I'm moving on up) and we exchanged info. And once I saw that he had the same exact Blackberry as me...I knew I was in good company. Or in the presence of a mover and shaker, OR maybe just another person trying to make it to the top like me. Either way I made a new connect and I'm going to see what he's about, 'cause I'm trying to live fancy.

Yesterday was just another day in my life of being a squirrel trying to get a nut in the glitz and glamour of the fashion world. Because there is no reason....no reason AT ALL that the homeless lady in the wheelchair in dirty pink socks has a Louis Vuitton and I dont! It's unacceptable. My Blackberry Bold is taking me places and lets hope you're along for the ride.