Thursday, February 17, 2011
Worth A Thousand - Leona Lewis puckers up
F*ck Yeah Menswear
If you read my post about Nudie jeans, and thought "what's this raw denim thing all about?" you're in luck. F*ck Yeah Menswear is about to explain it to you. In the latest installment:
For the uninitiated, FYM is a very popular and unique street style blog.
It's stream-of-consciousness-poetry meets Lacoste catalogue meets hardcore rap meets Wes Anderson movie.
So, basically, it's gold.
The fabulous combustion that is FYM means you get to see great street style snapshots (above) paired with lyrical gems like this week's take on denim drugs (below, abridged):
You MADD, son?
Mothers Against Denim Debate.
Bought my first 14oz off some shady sufu kid.
Gave it to me dirt cheap.
APC.
The gateway denim....
But I was hooked.
It took more and more to get that same feeling.
Started getting into some heavier shit.
16oz.
21oz.
32oz.
Getting so fucked up.
Getting so faded.
Jeans so stiff.
They were the only things keeping me on my feet....
One night my bros found me.
Curled up in the gutter.
Rubbing sandpaper all over myself.
Screaming.
Into the darkness.
MOMOTARO!...
Stop calling my brothers and sisters.
I call my dick my pussy.
My crotch got so many whiskers.
Still don't get it? Better head on over there.
For the uninitiated, FYM is a very popular and unique street style blog.
It's stream-of-consciousness-poetry meets Lacoste catalogue meets hardcore rap meets Wes Anderson movie.
So, basically, it's gold.
The fabulous combustion that is FYM means you get to see great street style snapshots (above) paired with lyrical gems like this week's take on denim drugs (below, abridged):
You MADD, son?
Mothers Against Denim Debate.
Bought my first 14oz off some shady sufu kid.
Gave it to me dirt cheap.
APC.
The gateway denim....
But I was hooked.
It took more and more to get that same feeling.
Started getting into some heavier shit.
16oz.
21oz.
32oz.
Getting so fucked up.
Getting so faded.
Jeans so stiff.
They were the only things keeping me on my feet....
One night my bros found me.
Curled up in the gutter.
Rubbing sandpaper all over myself.
Screaming.
Into the darkness.
MOMOTARO!...
Stop calling my brothers and sisters.
I call my dick my pussy.
My crotch got so many whiskers.
Still don't get it? Better head on over there.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Best in Show - Beauty from The Tents
BEST DOABLE HAIR: Rodarte's super texturized throw-em-over-yer-shoulder-like-a-regimental-soldier tresses, finished with mini-braids and knots.
BEST left to the professionals hair: perfectly polished 70's blowout at Marc by Marc Jacobs
BEST new eye look: exploded bright shadows in the Family Orange
BEST workday camouflage: Max Azria does an office appropriate 80's redux with slick ponies, soft lips, and dusty eyes
BEST homage: Betsey Johnson's gilded cleopatra clones
BEST all around: Pamella Roland's sculpted updos, glamorous lips, and impeccable cateyes
BEST left to the professionals hair: perfectly polished 70's blowout at Marc by Marc Jacobs
BEST new eye look: exploded bright shadows in the Family Orange
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| Thakoon |
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| Jeremy Scott |
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| Donna Karan |
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| photo by Anna Fischer for Racked |
BEST homage: Betsey Johnson's gilded cleopatra clones
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| photo by Anna Fischer for Racked |
BEST all around: Pamella Roland's sculpted updos, glamorous lips, and impeccable cateyes
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| photo by Anna Fischer for Racked |
Baby, It's (Still) Cold Outside
February is to the year what Wednesday is to the week. It's limbo, so close yet so far.
We just had a quick cold snap here. As always, I felt defeated when I had to reach (again!) for my black puffer coat. It just feels like such a failure, such a mistep - "I was just layering a jean jacket and sweater last week", I grumble to myself as I grab Old Blackie and lock the apartment door behind me.
Maybe it's time for a new down-filled Blackie, one so style-forward that I actually look forward to wearing it - just in case it's going out like a lion.
We just had a quick cold snap here. As always, I felt defeated when I had to reach (again!) for my black puffer coat. It just feels like such a failure, such a mistep - "I was just layering a jean jacket and sweater last week", I grumble to myself as I grab Old Blackie and lock the apartment door behind me.
Maybe it's time for a new down-filled Blackie, one so style-forward that I actually look forward to wearing it - just in case it's going out like a lion.
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| Mackage "Chloe" coat, eBay seller: allure700 |
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| swirling Patagonia puffer, eBay seller: edropoff |
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| Elizabeth and James cocoon coat |
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| Rihanna wears this Marios Schwab peplum puffer onstage |
Distracting NYFW Trend - Bad Black Hats
So that was New York Fashion Week, folks. More posts to come on the good and the bad, but first things first... The Ugly!
At least those twins at The Row gave us something functional (fur) as did apres-ski favourite Moncler Grenoble (earwarmers, yeah!). A host of other designers must have held a little roundtable and resolved to do inappropriate, incongruous black hats.
I'm not real eager to top my graphic DVF wrap with an obsidian matador hat:
The Vena Cava models looked like pretentious art school dropouts, doing the walk of shame, all black berets and smeared eye glitter.
It was really progressive of Victoria Beckham to hire an entire lineup of epileptic models, though. I haven't seen anyone look this chic in a rugby helmet since Natalie Portman's turn in Garden State.
And my Malandrino, so classy, so smart, so schlumpy:
Presented without comment:
And at the mother of all NYFW shows, Marc Jacobs, the hairdressing budget must have been spent on set design instead. All the models came out with rakish saucer-caps, like so many synchronized swimmers:
At least those twins at The Row gave us something functional (fur) as did apres-ski favourite Moncler Grenoble (earwarmers, yeah!). A host of other designers must have held a little roundtable and resolved to do inappropriate, incongruous black hats.
I'm not real eager to top my graphic DVF wrap with an obsidian matador hat:
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| Diane Von Furstenburg tightens them bolos |
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| Vena Cava - Brooklyn's finest does bondage tops and black berets |
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| Victoria Beckham, great show, 100% ear-free |
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| Karen Walker puts her girls in beanies, giving them that dockworker's-daughter-on-a-Saturday-night-vibe |
And my Malandrino, so classy, so smart, so schlumpy:
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| At Catherine Malandrino: keep the sliced booties, lose the hobo hat |
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| Anna Sui |
And at the mother of all NYFW shows, Marc Jacobs, the hairdressing budget must have been spent on set design instead. All the models came out with rakish saucer-caps, like so many synchronized swimmers:
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| Marc Jacobs - verdict: saucer-caps not so saucy |
Monday, February 14, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Archer, Sterling Archer
I'm really feeling this new show, Archer. It's a mature-audience-only spy spoof on Fox that features a host of famous voices (including a trifecta of Arrested Development alumni) and swinging 60's styles.
Between this and the upcoming X-Men First Class movie (set during the Cuban Missile Crisis), I should get enough of a beehives-and-bakelite-bangles fix to make it to Season 5 of Mad Men.
So throw on your Kinks LP and zip up them go-go boots, we're going baaaack:

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| Silver FX hair dye |
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| eBay seller: cookingcatlady |
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| eBay seller: cupcake vintage |
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| browline glasses |
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| plaid bowtie, Etsy seller: dasiylaine |
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| BCBG sweater dress leather hip belt hammered silver hoops |
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| Christian Louboutin boots |
| ebay seller: 1918james J.crew suit |
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