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In fashion on May 22, 2008 at 3:57 pm

Well! I can sleep easy tonight knowing that my shitty nail polish is hittin’ the trendsters.

[I may be unmarketable and unemployed, but isn’t it great that I’m not the poor sap who had to write this stupid article?]

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“Classics” get co-opted

In fashion on April 7, 2008 at 8:46 pm

You have got to be kidding me [Via]. YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! The Grey Lady picked this up OVER A YEAR AGO. When when when are you little ectoplasms going to fucking give it up and leave it for people who actually have an affinity with Arab Nationalism? You want to know why I started wearing a Kheffiyeh? Because I was a ten-year-old in Egypt and my dad [not to mention copious other father figures] wore one and I wanted to be as cool as my dad. Do you Actually Want to Free Palestine? That’s cool! Just don’t let a really great fashion symbol get co-opted by a bunch of assholes who don’t know what it means.

Who am I kidding? I might as well throw mine in a Goodwill bag full of Che shirts.

[Do you wear a Kheffiyeh sincerely? Perhaps you ought to check this out.

FULL DISCLOSURE: This is me wearing a kheffiyeh not three days ago. I am also wearing a vintage leather jacket, an American Apparel t-shirt, black skinny jeans and Vans, and I am drinking a 40. I know, I know, I’m a fucking asshole. At least I admit it when I haven’t read the book. [sometimes.] -Ed.

I have some horrible news.

In fashion on April 3, 2008 at 6:47 pm

Why, God???

‘Fashion is ephemeral, dangerous, and unfair.’

In fashion, movies on January 14, 2008 at 1:45 am

Lucky moi! In a divinely sanctioned moment, the MFA decided to show Lagerfeld Confidential, which I’ve coveted viewing since, oh, only October. I’ve fixated on Karl for a long time only because he is the Dandiest of Dandies [this 2K5 Slate article addresses Karl’s concerns with “the plight of the dandy in modern society”. Since then, I’ve been smitten]. To be honest, Marconi’s documentary wasn’t especially illuminating [how exactly does one illuminate such an icon? I don’t think anyone fully can], but it had a] a bangin’ soundtrack b] shots of Karl WITHOUT his sunglasses!! [GASP!] and c] an aesthetically pleasing, home movie-style glimpse into Karl’s world [which includes an obscene amount of i) clothing and ii) books. No wonder I adore the man].

Regardless of whether You-the-Viewer gain any specific insight into Karl’s world, it is filled with the Lag-meister’s witty one-liners [you’ll chuckle at the bathroom sign stating, ‘Pissing everywhere is not very Chanel’] and reiterates his fascinating commitment to putting his past, his roots behind him at all possible costs, frequently referring to his important friendships as having a Sword of Damocles hanging over them at all times [who doesn’t love a good Sword of Damocles reference??!?]

Might I recommend that you view it at your earliest convenience? Of course I might!!

[For another look at the man, the myth, the legend, check out the New Yorker’s profile from last March if you haven’t already. Since it’s more verbose than the film, it may provide some insights for You-the-Reader that Marconi does not.]