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The Style | A Favorite Diary ThrowBack From Seasons Past
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Tales of Fashion Week A/W14
"It seems fashion week is here. I say it seems as I’m in full denial of thinking about the event; 1, too much excitement, and 2, the guaranteed “what do I wear to the shows” morning of migraine panic attacks. This year there are a few things I plan on doing differently. Firstly, instead of dressing up, I plan on channeling this lost homeless person look. It starts with tousled just woke up didn’t do anything Afro hair, think black Alexa Chung. Then I proceed in wearing nothing that touches my body at all; Hanes tee, harem pants, and ends with one expensive thing. I’m really relying on that one expensive thing to throw everyone off. I want people to think that I just accidently wandered into the tents from a shelter. Then they catch my Miu Miu sunnies hanging off a stained tee, and just don’t know what to think. There’s nothing I enjoy more than a confused P.R. girl wondering who and how. Another thing that I will do differently this year is I will smell like food; I will smell like that because I will have just eaten. I will be full in Bryant Park! I repeat I will be full in BRYANT PARK! This is a change as I make my transition from the runways to the audience. I can’t tell you how excited I am to have a nice sandwich before I enter the tent, hell, I might even bring snacks! Snacks also double as ammo when a model messes up, something as innocent as goldfish can be easily whipped onto the catwalk to reprimand unwarranted mistakes, “bad model, bad model.” Think Elie Saabe Couture Show tumble in Paris this season, which merits a tossed lunchbox. Tres tragic for her, here’s the link if you missed the stumble #sorrynotsorry
Model falls on the catwalk during Elie Saab show in Paris | Mail Online www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/.../Model-takes-tumble-sashays-catwalk-Elie... 25 mins ago - MailOnline - news, sport, celebrity, science and health stories · Home · U.K. ... Model loses her balance and falls in Elie Saab couture show ...
Wildfox Sweatshirt I Need A Drink NYFW FW 2014 collection
Day 1 Kicked off with the Lisa Perry Presentation at her storefront on Madison Ave. Two rows of benches framed the in store runway and makeshift press pit. Models strutted out in pairs of 4, well, all models but one, who looked like she’s was literally afraid to walk a normal pace, so slowly inched her way down the short catwalk. The crowd consisted of mostly middle-aged Upper East Side housewife’s, so I was expecting the clothing to follow suite with the blandness of the audience. I was pleasantly surprised when Lisa Perry’s first look was strong structured fabric, feminine detail, and a mixture of metallic boxy shapes. I’m so down with the concept of sexiness that has nothing to do with clothing being at all fitted. Her color palette was a range of black and whites, greens, and silver metallic that carried through from the short frock dresses, to the strapless black boxy show stopping last look. The dress was literally perfect, although, anything looks good on a size 0 5 foot 10’ model, I'm not so sure how much I would love the clothes for the older age group of woman that can actually afford them.
I spent my time in between these shows eating stuff, drinking stuff, eating more stuff.
By C. Money
YES, and If you are not excited, just die. At midnight TONIGHT, Feb the 28th, Sarah Jessica Parker releases a new line of shoes for Nordstrom.
“I don’t know what exactly, but some shit went down when he was a kid. I’m trying to piece it together.”
-Anonymous idiot
Apparently not many people at MoMA PS1’s Night at the Museum this past Saturday had heard of the term biographical fallacy, much less contemplated the absurdity of believing that concrete facts about Mike Kelley and his work can be derived from one another. Pardon the fact that he looks like a serial killer. Pardon the fact that sex, violence, and childhood thematically and uncomfortably intertwine throughout his life’s work. Clearly “some shit” is going down in this exhibit. That’s obvious. Moving beyond the obvious and into the thought provoking, it strikes me that the abundance of assertions about Kelley’s life based around mutilated stuffed animals for example, or about the juxtapositional meaning of frog and vagina paintings based on Kelley’s life speaks, more than anything, to the pervasive human desire to look into other’s minds. Let’s call it mental voyeurism. Forgive the ensuing hackneyed rumination on the anthropological impacts of social media, but it does seem that our societal tendencies are increasingly performative. Consider this situation: a girl my friend tells me is really attractive, but who I’ve never seen, has presented herself a certain way across Facebook, LinkedIn, Twitter, Google+, etc., and I’m going to check her out in at least some of these online spaces to assess my opinion of her physicality, but more importantly to piece together a picture of who she is as a person in order to place value judgements on a life I don’t actually know. I think all of us have experienced some version of this. We’ve all most likely been on the receiving end of such judgments as well. We are constantly asking others to engage in judging our character and personalities with the content we publish, and others are always willing to do so. What Kelley’s work magnifies are the peculiarities of life that we so often filter out of this process of properly conveying ourselves. One trend in his work that resonated with me is the ocd way in which he forms patterns and color gradients with various materials. I recalled my childhood ocd impulses to do things such as tucking exactly 6 pillows around my body before sleeping to prevent monsters from attacking me at night. Why do we shut out these memories, the darker, stranger events of life that form us just as much as the light, happy moments? Don’t we truly want to know each other? Don’t we want to know ourselves? These are the haunting, sobering, and fiercely contemporary questions oozing out of Kelley’s dystopia. The work seems to attempt jogging the observer’s memory into a contemplative state wherein he looks inward at the vast amount of things he deemed unimportant in the movie of his life. It conjures them back to break the spell of performance and voyeurism. Then again maybe ol’ Mikey was just being a creepy weirdo. Whatever you decide, GO CHECK OUT THIS EXHIBIT BECAUSE IT’S AWESOME AND IT’S LEAVING FEBUARY 2ND!
-By Chandler Craig
There’s something to be said for rosy cheeked midwestern girls with beautiful voices, and that something is “I want you all to myself”. In spite of this, I feel the need to share Angel Olsen’s music. An extraordinary level of vocal sincerity exists in her vibrato, voice cracking dance with being out of control, as she simultaneously and unfalteringly maintains a Patsy Cline-esque grip on such folk intonations. Her lyrics are rife with issues of love, yet somehow she avoids banality by displaying her own self awareness and sense of agency in the situations each song conveys. When she sings it’s as if she’s beelining it, through corniness on one side and cynicism on the other, to a tranquil home on the range she has built for herself. It’s not that she’s shattered my boyish crush, but anyone who can convincingly sing the lyrics “I am life” probably knows a bit more about life than me, which is intimidating. To my NY people, I strongly recommend seeing her on February 20th at Le Poisson Rouge. I’ll be there. Just look for the guy with roses in his hand, anxiety in his heart, and a book on convincing people to move away from the midwest because unfortunately it will never be a fun place. No. Not even with Chicago on its side.
◎ Chandler ◎
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