Ayak Veronica @ Marilyn NY / Paris, d'Management, Joram Management

Ayak. Last summer love at first sight. First eye contact, sold out. Full lenght came, legs for days as they say, no more uneeded words to say.

Vogue Ukraine, shot by Annette Apel and styled by Ray Tetauira. Quite simple, effective, Ajak definetely can play with any items, naturally.
A promising issue ( july 2019 ), Shanelle Nyasiase by Nadine Ijewer on a delightful cover, luxury slightly more adventurous and out of the ordinary. Not my words but I couln't say it as good as that, especially at the end of the week end with no inspiration to write anything. Enjoy the pictures, that's what matters at the end of the day, at the end of a sunday evening...

by Craig McDean, styled by Katie Shillingford for AnOther

Elegance and truth, no uneeded extravagance, various, pretty and effective styles and stylings that perfectly suits each model.
Diversity adding life to the cast,various horizons, different dreams.
This is kind of what I wish to see on the streets. This idea. This way to dress. A suitable way to dress. Look at the last picture, it's just phenomenal.
Elegance doesn't rhyme with chic or BCBG (Bon chic bon genre), you can be Grunge, Punk, Gothic or whatever, elegance is beyond, it's definetely conveyed by the way you adjust your own style. Truth is obviously an ingredient of elegance, elegance needs truth to shine bright. Truth to yourself.
This is the major issue with being fashionable. I mean mainstream fashion, at least. Girls look like each others and you don't see any personnality in their looks.That's kind of what I blame in fashion.
There is definetely no truth when you follow a trend and change every season. When I hear Oh great, it's fashionable, I take it, I always wonder why they just don't say, Oh great, I really love it.
Of course, finding your own style isn't easy, takes time, but everything can be an inspiration. That's what I learned, with time. Not only clothes seen here and there but also paintings, music, novels etc. Building bridges between different fields. Connections. Mixes. Elegance. Style. I get lost in an ocean of desires. Ready to dream again.

by Collier Schorr, styled by Carlos Nazario

I would never have thought about starting blogging. Yes, starting blogging, since Penelope did the whole job,  I may have published less than 20 posts here. Lazy me.
Most recent covers, editorials bore me to death. A copy of a copy of a copy on the one hand, or experiments that fall flat on the other hand. Part of, but too much of it.
Everyone knows.

I used to post images on tumblr, cause yes I still like some of the recent photographer's and co work yet they don't allow nudity anymore.
I dislike this hypocritical censorship.
So thank you tumblr, good bye.
Hello Fashion does it better, long time no see my friend, seriously thinking about a new life for you. Just you and me this time.
I love HQ pictures in your face, sorry insta, I love writing, (actually writing a novel),  and suddenly feel utterly interested in writing on fashion. It may even help me for my book as I find inspiration everywhere, even in exchanges of private messages and sms'.

So I heard about Nathan. No pictures, just info I got from a call.
I couldn't believe it, and for some reasons I didn't want to see pictures. I delightly imagined the new look. The new do especially. Still red, square with the line on the right side and smooth straight hair. I loved the vision. Looked very chic, very edgy.
Of course I was too curious to wait any longer to see.
Curly hair.
At first sight I was disappointed that my vision didn't match with what I saw on pictures.
Curly hair.
Looks quite angelic. Nothing edgy, no chic addition.
He actually stayed truth to what she used to look like. An angel. Hype? No, and actually, thank you. A very good point, definetely.
He only, just only doesn't hide anymore what she used to feel deep indide. . Kudos, Nathan, very nice to meet you.

Summer is so soon yet we're still enjoying spring (a very warm and welcoming one), summer is knocking at our doors and so on. It's been a while we hadn't dropped a tiny update here... It was big, big time to do so and here we go (!) (and ! again), right in time for the launch of new faces, a blog that doesn't hide its name, its goal, its bloodtype and whatever else (and no need for caps). FDIB's little sister is born and alive, and delivers daily new sensations from all over the world (and the moon, sometimes). Just like the lovely Irina Vulpe signed with Mandarina Models we chose to illustrate this tiny post. Our hearts are still beating fast, we hope yours too.

Give us a slice of wasted youth and motel boredom, and the bittersweet grey skies will taste (immediately) better. That's exactly the feeling we get from keeping our eyes close to Spring Breakers, a story from W magazine's march issue. No need for groundbreaking ideas sometimes, simplicity works fine when it comes to Andreea Diaconu's underwear moments or Luna Bijl's upside-down musings in black and white. Captured by Glen Luchford and edited by Jane How, the editorial is a ballad miles away from today's concerns and sorrows and fashion week frenzy.

Many times we thought we should put FDIB to rest, for good, but we guess it's not that easy to kill the beast. But when suddenly the urge to write hits hard at night, it's tough to avoid this moment all the wild ideas turn into a proper story, almost effortlessly. Had to experience this very moment again last evening, didn't see it come yet didn't stop it once the machine was launched. Full steam thank to Vogue Ukraine's latest cover and main editorial.

So, here we go again, here we stand again, our fingers dancing on the keyboard, electrified by the photographs of Anna Cleveland. Must say that our daily visit on a famous forum also helped getting back on tracks (and back on tricks). While Vogue Ukraine usually receives its bunch of praises, this issue only got tedious to bad reviews so far. Because it's Cleveland and not a random newbie or because it's not Vogue Italia enough, because people want something more predictable while complaining things are always the same, perhaps. Because people like to criticize for free rather than spread their love and make the latter viral and incurable. We've read enough negative comments on too many subjects lately and we do not see any single reason not to worship these new images by Yelena Yemchuk, eighties or not, déjà vu or not. There's not always a need for criticism, not always the mood for a deep analysis of a magazine's identity (guess we'll have enough time to cuddle this topic later this upcoming spring). There are days you just wanna enjoy what you see and scream your love on every rooftop. It's subjective as it seems and it sounds so good this way.

Just four weeks ago, more or less exactly, we noticed a green-eyed lady on a showcard from Women Management and couldn't not include her to our lists of models to watch, carefully. Polina Park joined our little papers as a future favorite of ours and a serious contender for the shows to come. We had to wait until the very last days of Paris Fashion Week to know we were right as it's known and seen that Polina opened Givenchy's collection.

Equally delightful surprise from Paris is Daniela Kocianova opening Céline and... actually closing the show too. After some silent times, another favorite (let's even say all-time fave) is getting her well-deserved slice of spotlights. The witty Daniela with her unique looks surely knows the recipe to handle first-class bookings with care, class and much charisma. Our only regret is not to have newer digitals with her now-longer hair. But these definitely do justice to her beauty.

While the rat race hasn't come to an end yet (even if we already know some winners and losers), this girl with golden hair only knows the meaning of the Midas touch: everything Lululeika put her hands on (well, booked) these last few days seems to turn into solid gold. Think about her show season, especially Paris: Dior, Valentino, Ann Demeulemeester, Givenchy, and before brightening the City of Lights, she walked for favorites of ours like Sies Marjan and Rodarte in New York, Gucci in Milan and had her hair refreshed for the best. Next step should (logically) be a lot more editorials to come for the highest pleasure of our eyes. Her latest prowesses on paper allow us to keep our hopes big and wild and include a story in Elle Sweden (shared with Frida Westerlund – talk about delightful contrast of beauty types) and another, cover included, for The Ingenue.

It's been a few months we have this idea in mind: writing down all the good things we think and have to say about Nika Cole, and the moment seems better than ever so, we're glad to take it slow. Redheads have always had their golden spot on FDIB but it takes a little more than just ginger or copper locks and an army of freckles to deserve a full article. Walking most of our favorite shows of the season could be a good reason, though. A regular at Gucci (including last week's show, recent resort and even menswear), and some brilliant appearances at Dries van Noten and Rick Owens is basically everything we can dream of: being a part of some of the best castings have always meant more to us than piling up big names or booking the most coveted exclusive. We keep our fingers crossed for some editorial stuff soon, she also looks so mermaidly neat when she photographs.

During the bittersweet last days of summer, when mornings are cold then you get bitten by the overwhelming midday heat, we found an escape called nostalgia and decided to turn it into something brand new. Good old trick, golden recipe from the golden days of FDIB when every evening or so we had a post saying ''meet this model'' or ''meet that girl''. Was about time for a sweet remix, with this fruity taste of nice surprise: picking the unexpected face just to spread the love. The special one who gave us the kick to bring our ''meet'' series back to life is called Vlada (@ New Madison – great show package with the likes of Lia Pavlova and Nika Cole or our already-darling Ellinor). Old-school sensations have a bright future ahead of them.