tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57510808310489018552024-03-27T01:51:27.950-07:00Ironing Board CollectiveObsessed with being obsessed with fashion.Ironing Boardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06684005368524818632noreply@blogger.comBlogger115125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-9266660309885561572010-10-29T12:53:00.000-07:002010-10-29T12:53:30.926-07:00We've Moved to Wordpress!<div>Great things are around the bend for Ironing Board Collective! <a href="http://ironingboardcollective.wordpress.com/">We've migrated to Wordpress</a> and we're really happy with the redesign. Now you can browse by category and author! </div><div><br />
</div><div>Please join us in our continued exploration of the underbelly/spectacle/politics/beauty of all things stylish. Thanks for reading. See you at our new address! </div>Page McBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09529743767222046408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-12047242139538320032010-10-28T14:49:00.000-07:002010-10-28T16:05:20.915-07:00Bars, Boots and BaseballSick of workwear? How about behind-bars-wear. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncIEt39vCN4eVw2YB0gfS5_4joMrwyQoESlAimZaXrde7tpENjspGT_3kDl6tQWH-_MyLntPOvjutx_UWE2Jl01F6_IptAJrTXACpKOlBk6vLTGPArQ6-m1rFz18XJvuTjHmqQqaSrb60/s1600/00200m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncIEt39vCN4eVw2YB0gfS5_4joMrwyQoESlAimZaXrde7tpENjspGT_3kDl6tQWH-_MyLntPOvjutx_UWE2Jl01F6_IptAJrTXACpKOlBk6vLTGPArQ6-m1rFz18XJvuTjHmqQqaSrb60/s400/00200m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533225168820153170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_DU5M6UUrvUUbLmrlk6rdZP_vDlw7Xvp0RSAZI23ShccN-QFxPXniHqmq_37uqtcC1ZDZjVuA_bgWf_VSVpHYYv4CStZ2RHPWR69P2X5hmaKHZFIzlpLlcyj0Ka7uC_ICh8IW9eagvrR/s1600/nhoolywood-take-091010-lg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg_DU5M6UUrvUUbLmrlk6rdZP_vDlw7Xvp0RSAZI23ShccN-QFxPXniHqmq_37uqtcC1ZDZjVuA_bgWf_VSVpHYYv4CStZ2RHPWR69P2X5hmaKHZFIzlpLlcyj0Ka7uC_ICh8IW9eagvrR/s400/nhoolywood-take-091010-lg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533225156599301618" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEwYpdW6QU2yPZpAY8RVmYzbllIe-BuqbvTzPTHPpb_Om_L2Y6K88vf3tRRK1ZnyTmqR24cL2dpJWR0A-QvQ3l-1XUjgyFHD48vkRNQqPX82dePnZcZz-jqDIuBvEjt0hbGgZ2ZscELNeW/s1600/00010m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEwYpdW6QU2yPZpAY8RVmYzbllIe-BuqbvTzPTHPpb_Om_L2Y6K88vf3tRRK1ZnyTmqR24cL2dpJWR0A-QvQ3l-1XUjgyFHD48vkRNQqPX82dePnZcZz-jqDIuBvEjt0hbGgZ2ZscELNeW/s400/00010m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533225153408325346" /></a><br /><br />N. Hoolywood line from Japanese designer Daisuke Obana gives a huge nod to chain gangs from 1910-1940. The glamarisation of criminals hasn't looked this good since Bonny & Clyde. I'm digging those denims in the bottom picture.<br /><br />In case you're too young to know or too old to remember, <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXELzpP0YuAfxs6x9Xgb2djPC7dzApGrneZpoN4lSl5yN7A4J1tSUU18x8eXx98hqQPLQd3y1cj7XrT6_08a8GapIGOVicYokkG05YRvItGlgVlpEUOP5lCsj2hWCk8dPAdJuJiSYHEBr/s1600/hilary-duff-kevin-zegers-the-story-of-bonnie-and-clyde1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGXELzpP0YuAfxs6x9Xgb2djPC7dzApGrneZpoN4lSl5yN7A4J1tSUU18x8eXx98hqQPLQd3y1cj7XrT6_08a8GapIGOVicYokkG05YRvItGlgVlpEUOP5lCsj2hWCk8dPAdJuJiSYHEBr/s400/hilary-duff-kevin-zegers-the-story-of-bonnie-and-clyde1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533228191325366354" /></a><br />Bonnie and Clyde<br /><br /><a href="http://www.barbour.com/index.cfm?SetCountryID=7&setHomeCountryID=7">Barbour</a> the UK outerwear company has teamed up with <a href="http://www.rockport.com/home/index.jsp">Rockport</a> the New England based orthopedic shoe company to make these!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih8zBl5mt31YLOG7K9hIJ0y-w29wtDxWxjd0j0UGO6jdAzI3otKNIY0Ej7aPj8Dl8S55_0ujam3UamDHg8lVstmBK7LhGgpuEiCgEl4WRTmiuiKqdSh3ioLHmBHVVuWQKdFxL30pkKjy5p/s1600/13pask-barbour-tmagArticle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih8zBl5mt31YLOG7K9hIJ0y-w29wtDxWxjd0j0UGO6jdAzI3otKNIY0Ej7aPj8Dl8S55_0ujam3UamDHg8lVstmBK7LhGgpuEiCgEl4WRTmiuiKqdSh3ioLHmBHVVuWQKdFxL30pkKjy5p/s400/13pask-barbour-tmagArticle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533220252298650066" /></a><br /><br />You might not be jumping for joy as I am, but then again you may not be as crippled as I am. I am always looking to see what Rockport is up to as they used to make pretty cool work boots back in the day. These days it's been bleak until this. Which is the best news I've gotten in a while because finding boots that my crooked feet can feel comfy in is nearly impossibility. I will be spending an unordinary amount of time searching for where to buy these in the near future.<br /><br />Here's some other boots I've been wanting to show you for a while. You should get them! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOlgzpQZkTWwGkSaVeCuvklxACVhlEtw0y50TRBHZ3evlLdC0Vo6hWW5vQn_fdc6Jm28wMcIbAAaglz443gXrl0S88cse_ilFPUk6NNv0wtRZ60z57MA4gZZf4p78c5aU__PzmLLyIFJRq/s1600/sebago-nexus-project-ronnie-fieg-x-cultureshoq-dt-lug-sole-0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOlgzpQZkTWwGkSaVeCuvklxACVhlEtw0y50TRBHZ3evlLdC0Vo6hWW5vQn_fdc6Jm28wMcIbAAaglz443gXrl0S88cse_ilFPUk6NNv0wtRZ60z57MA4gZZf4p78c5aU__PzmLLyIFJRq/s400/sebago-nexus-project-ronnie-fieg-x-cultureshoq-dt-lug-sole-0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533230109181229010" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://ronniefieg.com/">Ronnie Fieg </a>x CulureShoq. I really love both of these. <br /><br />Lastly, I have something strange to report. I have caught baseball fever. I am a born and raised Yankees fan but since nothing makes people more volatile in SF then Yankees fans I've been sitting on the bench for years now. I could never really get behind the Giants because orange and black is my least favorite color scheme of all. Also, it was my high school's colors so it gives me bad flashbacks too. Orange and black isn't the only problem with baseball these days though. What's with these baggy ass uniforms? Blech. At least the Philly's were wearing red belts one time, that was nice. Anyway, here's some pics from when baseball was goodlookin. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuqOECTfEZpH5wHDR7hHxP3WhOmsA_6BsllhSOTxmgGvGVSPqLnERrrPaPdnCsHE-T9vuV-n6fkBqoyaTMk3holm7TGGt5gEGqQzAtHmugDJYXkseT1spBN8BNYC0izwSYFz6eZLW_49V/s1600/jersey_laces.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuqOECTfEZpH5wHDR7hHxP3WhOmsA_6BsllhSOTxmgGvGVSPqLnERrrPaPdnCsHE-T9vuV-n6fkBqoyaTMk3holm7TGGt5gEGqQzAtHmugDJYXkseT1spBN8BNYC0izwSYFz6eZLW_49V/s400/jersey_laces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533235438570229266" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmPje8QmzImezXCjCpApIq8YbeD7LF_WV4LpBSRxvMTTJkGkuGI7tkMeF9ehJlhhQbygxsZs9c6YNFbI2lQZ2PZ7TA7k7StmQDf2u6V6TtyV-tVf-5W2kd-NXwDgFuWUjkoxvNIGCa3j9/s1600/jersey_clown-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWmPje8QmzImezXCjCpApIq8YbeD7LF_WV4LpBSRxvMTTJkGkuGI7tkMeF9ehJlhhQbygxsZs9c6YNFbI2lQZ2PZ7TA7k7StmQDf2u6V6TtyV-tVf-5W2kd-NXwDgFuWUjkoxvNIGCa3j9/s400/jersey_clown-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533235434246035058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxMUE7IqycpTgHrEmPBKc3RNeyqOpFqaGY7RVg2H5eZDcvrPLq4cuo2-lgEnalbjs5SQmqNnDxM8doT5D-PvcZ87wUI-4JQNedR-bpleKSMmQ9SsAaeAibxNnUpBY8ZNyuzMnJDr_QPY8J/s1600/cincinnati-red-stockings.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxMUE7IqycpTgHrEmPBKc3RNeyqOpFqaGY7RVg2H5eZDcvrPLq4cuo2-lgEnalbjs5SQmqNnDxM8doT5D-PvcZ87wUI-4JQNedR-bpleKSMmQ9SsAaeAibxNnUpBY8ZNyuzMnJDr_QPY8J/s400/cincinnati-red-stockings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533235427318430994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwu4SaCBd3NyZwrV1R5FelKG-dBN9J1GCcHuMqWuxHgTNG3tVoVu3tiRKPifR5Fnjkxco06RXGvTIQ3uOb6mvDw5QvKMQhPaAOkLWsTKVVAsoy0AA_s14Q_32HwgL9JdV8EagEGVQ_ng6g/s1600/Baseball1870s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 363px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwu4SaCBd3NyZwrV1R5FelKG-dBN9J1GCcHuMqWuxHgTNG3tVoVu3tiRKPifR5Fnjkxco06RXGvTIQ3uOb6mvDw5QvKMQhPaAOkLWsTKVVAsoy0AA_s14Q_32HwgL9JdV8EagEGVQ_ng6g/s400/Baseball1870s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533235425028997426" /></a><br /><br />Awesomeness.Leo Plasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10983117600882183562noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-51358927347023972512010-10-28T00:31:00.000-07:002010-10-28T06:56:43.300-07:00Patricia Malone, will you marry me?High School is kind of an amazing fashion landscape. Style-wise, people are figuring their shit out, trying to be just like each other and like noone else at the same time, and usually doing it on a budget. I work in High Schools and I get my mind blown on the daily by the stuff kids come up with. The first time I saw a kid <a href="http://c.complex.com/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/baggy-skinny-jeans.jpg">sagging skinny jeans</a><i>, </i>or wearing a <a href="http://www.magictown.pl/data/include/img/news/1196768090.jpg">hyphy hoodie</a> I felt so <i>brand new.</i><br />
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And last night I found some old yearbooks from McClymonds High School in West Oakland in my closet. They're from the late sixties and early seventies when my mom used to teach there. And they're amazing. <b>I'm going to recommend that you click on all the pictures in this post to see the bigger versions</b>, because details in yearbook photos are slightly less obvs than in your average fashion editorial. Check it out:<br />
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A McClymonds High School Dance in 1969. White Hat. Sea Green Stovepipe Pants, Military Hat and The Pose That Invented Fierce. Black and Tan Checkerboard Purse.<br />
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I love this purse. Also, her buddy with the kitten-heel gladiors is doin allright. If these shoes were the thing to wear in the late sixties in West Oakland it might explain why every black woman I know of a certain age wears kitten-heeled shoes when she is getting dressed up. <br />
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This girl was in the Choir. I want to sing her praises.<br />
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Future (SEXY) Librarians!! Notice: Tights. FUR Hat and Ankle Boots. Glasses on the book instead of on the face (and you say you want to be a librarian. ha.)<br />
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Larry Williams and Lillian Johnson were voted best dressed. Honestly, Lillian's choice of a pea coat for this pic is baffling, but Larry, who happens to have the same full name as my father, came correct. You could slice a tomato on those pants creases. And the watch is sick.<br />
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As for my Natural friends... I would rock this one-shoulder shift with side cut-outs that Sharon is wearing <i>this minute</i>, and since "Kung Fu Fighting" would not be written for another 5 years, Eddie is clearly ahead of his time.<br />
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This is the front page of the 1969 yearbook. There are no outfits in this picture. But don't you see how it's connected? (Click the picture to read the text). These kids all look so proud and put-together. Once last pic before we leave the sixties for good:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is ROTC. Which I'm mostly showing you because just two years later in 1971, the ROTC unis all of a sudden look like this: </div><br />
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For a minute I thought It was a Panther rally. In 1971, the Panthers and the War in Vietnam are both in full swing. I'd have a hard time believing that our Military would proscript a rakishly tilted beret as part of a uniform so I have to think the kid did it on his own. The appropriation and re-appropriation of Military fashion is so interesting and sometimes makes my brain hurt with all the implications regarding power and image.<br />
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On a lighter note... Ricky Ricardo Shirt!! ...and I don't think this is for a performance on stage or anything, this pic was just in the regular section, and homegirl is wearing what looks like a regular outfit.<br />
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Jumper. Boots. Swoon!<br />
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Ok -- The Auto Shop Teacher is wearing a Skinny Tie and has an Obvious Giant Forearm Tattoo. Which I think was definitely not regular in 1971. Go this guy.<br />
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Tweed, Peter Pan Collar. She made that herself, btw. I know, cuz that's my mama.<br />
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Mozelle Watson, That Trench is so sick. She is obviously waaaaay too cool for school, I don't know what they talkin bout "Social Studies." I'm tryna study Mz. Watson, that's what.<br />
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This year they actually had a superlative category for "Mod." Above are the winners. First of all, Kid Cudi obviously has a copy of this yearbook, since he is basically working Darrill's swag. Second of all, Mechelle, you are the only female person in the Mack Yearbooks of 1968, 1969, and 1971 who is wearing Jeans and a T-shirt. And I love you for it. And I love your classmates for obviously realizing this was DOPE and applauding you for it, even though all the other chicks were in tweed skirts and go-go boots.<br />
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William Choyce!! How many hours did you work at your after-school job for those boots?!?! And please set your time machine for 2010 to bring me that jacket.<br />
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Wow, Ronnie Greer, you really <i>are</i> good looking! And your two-tone shirt with square buttons and contrast stripe ain't half bad either.<br />
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Polka dots and fringe. I'm pretty sure I remember seeing an old clip of the Jackson 5 in this exact outfit. Also, his folder is plaid.<br />
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Patricia Malone, will you marry me? Makes sense she was a finance officer, clearly she means business. She is <i>wearing</i> that jacket. Wearing it <i>out</i>!<br />
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Also, underneath the McClymonds yearbooks, I found the yearbook for Gallileo High School in San Francisco for 1928. Which happens to be the year my Grandmother was a senior there. For your review:<br />
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This photo is captioned <i>Delta Sigma Tau</i>. I have no idea what that means. Sailor dress! ...and yet another military fashion/power/image conversation waiting to happen.<br />
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Model Airplane Club! I thought my IBC cohorts Page and Michael would be especially appreciative of this one. Gentlemen who dreamed of aviation!<br />
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This is from their theater producton. Good lord that is some fine draping.<br />
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This yearbook ad is just so... antiquated, but also funny & cute if you think about the word vocation as "pastime" instead of "job." <br />
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My grandmother Martha Shwartz, at the top of the pyramid. Stripes! Yes.<br />
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And in closing, yours truly in the High School years:<br />
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Rings on every finger. Wallet Chain. Baggy Carharts. Waterproof Timex. Sometimes I'm not sure which things are gay and which things are 90s. Or if the 90s were just gay. Also, I just noticed the surnames of the three generations of women in my family in the order they appear in this post (Leiser/Shwartz/Love) go like this in translation:<br />
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Quiet Black Love.<br />
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Yep.<br />
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Love<br />
CarrieCarrie Leilam Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13020887935345197818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-52553203608206300892010-10-26T08:08:00.000-07:002010-10-26T19:28:41.491-07:00L.A. Redux!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1OrQZP9_SGsTNp6AlaqtUtJBxhMtwF4a9if5FnXKA2LVAqLmfc4T37DZrn9OkD9a0xEU3r6hyF8rwqmtpDx54h_C_j0MgjervlVp5Ca4IxRXyGn_Z1QU9g6prnBIdQmzfU0UgKLDsz4/s1600/P1010168.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FvVIy3VR_kws0lyB7fq5phnxjnGcIOzC5pjW9hyphenhyphenWa2g7CDaY1eaAY0hJ7Av4KUfcVZG2gtiPUs5ZE1NMs5nIq6NZ9Juxah9A4dv2u3MzYUs5VEhihNqTtFrDC2Y9zMzxGRh4tlwdt50/s1600/P1010172.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FvVIy3VR_kws0lyB7fq5phnxjnGcIOzC5pjW9hyphenhyphenWa2g7CDaY1eaAY0hJ7Av4KUfcVZG2gtiPUs5ZE1NMs5nIq6NZ9Juxah9A4dv2u3MzYUs5VEhihNqTtFrDC2Y9zMzxGRh4tlwdt50/s320/P1010172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532372223211225394" border="0" /></a><br />Is this Lady Gaga? This is performance artist Annie Sprinkle, wearing a cosmic headpiece as she and her pARTner Beth Stephens prepare to <a href="http://loveartlab.org/">marry the moon</a> in an elaborate ceremony in Alta Dena Saturday night.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1OrQZP9_SGsTNp6AlaqtUtJBxhMtwF4a9if5FnXKA2LVAqLmfc4T37DZrn9OkD9a0xEU3r6hyF8rwqmtpDx54h_C_j0MgjervlVp5Ca4IxRXyGn_Z1QU9g6prnBIdQmzfU0UgKLDsz4/s1600/P1010168.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1OrQZP9_SGsTNp6AlaqtUtJBxhMtwF4a9if5FnXKA2LVAqLmfc4T37DZrn9OkD9a0xEU3r6hyF8rwqmtpDx54h_C_j0MgjervlVp5Ca4IxRXyGn_Z1QU9g6prnBIdQmzfU0UgKLDsz4/s320/P1010168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532373549463456066" border="0" /></a><br />This is Los Angeles resident <a href="http://www.arielschrag.com/press/">Ariel Schrag</a>, creator of the graphic novels Potential, Awkward, Definition and Likewise, which track her misadventures being queer at Berkeley High School in the 90s (a film version of Potential is in the works at Killer Films). It should be noted that Ariel is dressed in purple because that's the dress code for the wedding to the moon: all purple. I don't know if Ariel would be wearing such a royal ensemble otherwise. I sort of think not. Ariel used to write for The L Word, and right now she's writing for the HBO show How to Make It In America, which is about a couple of dudes trying to break into the fashion industry with a Rag and Bone-ish denim line. She also does a comic with her BFF Kevin Seccia wherein the duo traipse hilariously around Los Angeles. It's called Ariel and Kevin Invade Everything. On top of all of this, she's got great style. Whilst touring with her on Sister Spit last year, I took envious note of her luggage full of perfectly tailored Brooks Brothers shirts. It's time to investigate . . .<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50pj0yrdBVAFMI-BEXy6rm-vEBAG6uo2Eym0R0EiuFfMBMl5W0NMSi7tfAhbvpYNC0no52a5XnjCg-Tr2rNyCvOVrNnMP8VUub4KKCGOwloVNcy1Ze6NykgSjvw4ABLRH6NPZFgS_sXY/s1600/P1010174.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50pj0yrdBVAFMI-BEXy6rm-vEBAG6uo2Eym0R0EiuFfMBMl5W0NMSi7tfAhbvpYNC0no52a5XnjCg-Tr2rNyCvOVrNnMP8VUub4KKCGOwloVNcy1Ze6NykgSjvw4ABLRH6NPZFgS_sXY/s320/P1010174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532375690821769506" border="0" /></a><br />Ariel's handsome coat distracted me from the action on the wedding stage - a dramatic rendition of Goodnight Moon that you sort of had to see to believe. The coat is by <a href="http://www.gant.com/www/index.html">Gant </a>Rugger. Here it is again:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbM_NXeR3A9yded6JcWP63bOfZKRwLlE-j0d_8Rj9TONhLjVxpESILZB361bOWRdGwr_kcLZ3qhSUbQwMJ3vMt7r_YbKuqBoVJ0HPT3XFMihEQceAXqWLMQiQAgyOZCwwBbInCN9y5tQ/s1600/P1010175.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJbM_NXeR3A9yded6JcWP63bOfZKRwLlE-j0d_8Rj9TONhLjVxpESILZB361bOWRdGwr_kcLZ3qhSUbQwMJ3vMt7r_YbKuqBoVJ0HPT3XFMihEQceAXqWLMQiQAgyOZCwwBbInCN9y5tQ/s320/P1010175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532376681278535538" border="0" /></a><br />It's the little things that make all the difference, am I right? Like a twee bit of leather decorating your dangley hood string.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85lYZ2ACe7Ys9FOt77SKwuROngcdH2Vlq-f9G-Kd-Jm2alzqmuC9BOhcZBpfZDHhS4UZEa2gdlaN4fYFqQ3cEB2VNYJzPFkCAmC-s27IfNLCRekM4i6FQ0FKQZapYXpewbvFug_b6pWY/s1600/P1010176.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85lYZ2ACe7Ys9FOt77SKwuROngcdH2Vlq-f9G-Kd-Jm2alzqmuC9BOhcZBpfZDHhS4UZEa2gdlaN4fYFqQ3cEB2VNYJzPFkCAmC-s27IfNLCRekM4i6FQ0FKQZapYXpewbvFug_b6pWY/s320/P1010176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532377116861766866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Over a French press of Cafe Bustelo the next morning, Ariel hauled a bunch of <a href="http://www.stevenalan.com/catalog/">Steven Alan</a> shirts from her closet and explained how she gets her causal preppy guy look so perfect: "My philosophy is, I buy women's clothes and then I get them tailored to look like men's clothes. With men's clothes, even a size small is too boxy. You can get the right length, but the shoulders will always be too big. But the women's shirts always do this horrible thing where they flair out just slightly at the waist, which makes me want to kill myself. So I take it to the tailor and he makes it completely straight, so it looks like a perfect child's shirt." Genius! Flaired lady shirts make me want to kill <span style="font-style: italic;">myself, </span>too! And I'm a feminine person. Sometimes you just want to dress like a man.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBplH3ATol8PtTybMMzQV2Q3bwXYeVNVo48971zs8RU41LUe7IpPH6AkJVirMWM2zOIWEm7mCP2oYW5RjJ-T9cw2v_KI2nu_Aoi5GMpT5h7Fx9iD8UfqAW9RP-pmQkPRM2BkA2unerQE/s1600/P1010180.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGBplH3ATol8PtTybMMzQV2Q3bwXYeVNVo48971zs8RU41LUe7IpPH6AkJVirMWM2zOIWEm7mCP2oYW5RjJ-T9cw2v_KI2nu_Aoi5GMpT5h7Fx9iD8UfqAW9RP-pmQkPRM2BkA2unerQE/s320/P1010180.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532379255118414162" border="0" /></a><br />"The jacket - they had these scrunchy pockets. A man would never walk around with scrunchy, poofy pockets, and neither will I. The tailor took the pockets off, flattened them out and sewed them back on."<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdmICxVRdKDbcv74W3l0UbclW6pjTPs9PLt6Qefg_zkYAIbcMTCb_VLIbal_i-PIa3CrpiBkTiFSnLkMrusbNy8Gv7-pui8A6Zpwp_Jqck4dYRu3DUGnXwT4xOQ97tfF7EjOtgfZGWPk/s1600/P1010181.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdmICxVRdKDbcv74W3l0UbclW6pjTPs9PLt6Qefg_zkYAIbcMTCb_VLIbal_i-PIa3CrpiBkTiFSnLkMrusbNy8Gv7-pui8A6Zpwp_Jqck4dYRu3DUGnXwT4xOQ97tfF7EjOtgfZGWPk/s320/P1010181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532379967265702114" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Here's a Levi's men's jean jacket Ariel's magic tailor fixed up for her. "He went in and sewed it up all along the inseam, so it will fit me. A woman's jacket would have some annoying flair. Designers don't think woman want pockets, to put their hands in pockets. They need to be giving hand jobs or something." Where did you find this talented gentleman? "Kate Moennig recommended me, she said he could do anything. He's the type of person, he makes you feel good about your clothes. I was like, How much do you think this will cost, and he was like, Don't worry, you have a beautiful jacket, you'll be very happy. It's just some Levi's jean jacket, but I was like, <span style="font-style: italic;">I have a beautiful jacket! </span>He could have charged me a hundred dollars, I felt like I was on Vicodin or something when I left."<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghFbNbpIvW5RMmgmZdPSSDEbUcVVivgyblqhrhAcfozBZY4981k3lFm4pDjItjFIBvagWyhyKOD5WbaFh0R0rgYOdyqvJD656Q8EXL-176RCsEu9gcw_kApjPb7gBi7z6n594TBin0GaA/s1600/P1010184.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghFbNbpIvW5RMmgmZdPSSDEbUcVVivgyblqhrhAcfozBZY4981k3lFm4pDjItjFIBvagWyhyKOD5WbaFh0R0rgYOdyqvJD656Q8EXL-176RCsEu9gcw_kApjPb7gBi7z6n594TBin0GaA/s320/P1010184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532382237882298786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">"These are my three pairs of jeans. I only wear <a href="http://usonline.apc.fr/catalog/">A.P.C. </a>jeans, always A.P.C. Petite Standard. It's unisex. What's nice about A.P.C. jeans is that men wear the exact same ones. You'll see what happens with these jeans if you wear them every day. They turn into this." That would be the pair on the left, which are a year and a half old. The middle pair is seven months old and the black jeans on the right are four months old. "You can't wash them. You can run into the ocean and rub them with sand. I've done that once." For those who insist upon washing their APC jeans in a boringly civilized manner: "You first dry clean them, then put them in a cold bath with a splash of black Woolite. Then wrap them in a towel and let them hang dry." Totally easier to run into the ocean and rub them with salt. And so much more glamorous!<br /></div><br />About the jeans on the left: "This is the perfect pair of jeans. The patches are good for a while, but I don't want to look like a hobo."<br /><br />About the jeans on the right: "They've never been washed and you can see the raw denim, which is really nice."<br /><br />"Before APC I thought I could only wear Uniqlo jeans, and now when I put on Uniqlo jeans I feel horrible. I can't believe I wore them."<br /><br />"My style's so simple I don't have to worry too much. It's not going to become dated, because it's just too classic."<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh346OqZvFUQlASThs9FEcJqa_HyZeV7jukQNtjVg1PRbXOph7sSrU7CDoZJMV8beJzuBI2gRiNaBp0bCn3s3bjn7dVSUCKUotGqX-b_hFB5rg1OozPQUXXnCBwBAF24LQCqzoWwKYCIxQ/s1600/Screen-shot-2010-01-12-at-10.13.19-AM-575x307.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh346OqZvFUQlASThs9FEcJqa_HyZeV7jukQNtjVg1PRbXOph7sSrU7CDoZJMV8beJzuBI2gRiNaBp0bCn3s3bjn7dVSUCKUotGqX-b_hFB5rg1OozPQUXXnCBwBAF24LQCqzoWwKYCIxQ/s320/Screen-shot-2010-01-12-at-10.13.19-AM-575x307.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532384412457084994" border="0" /></a><br />On writing for <a href="http://howtomakeitinamerica.com/">How to Make it in America</a>: "I've learned a lot about the fashion industry, which has been fascinating. The showrunner, Ian, is really into fashion. On my interview for the show we were both wearing A.P.C jeans. He and I have really similar style, we also like J Crew sweaters. I've learned how the industry works - for instance, I didn't know about how reps and showrooms and buyers work. We have a character that gets involved with a fashion rep - a fashion rep puts you in their showroom. The buyers will come and look at the showroom and get you in Barney's or whatever fancy store you want to be in. I love shows that get into details of an industry I didn't know about." Ariel does her sartorial research online at New York Magazine's Cut, Dossier Journal and Refinery 29.<br /><br />Time to take this conversation out of the closet and into the streets!<br />First stop: <a href="http://www.openingceremony.us/p106.html">Opening Ceremony</a>!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamDILcJ4A-cQhHsX6jgLjJxW2q0EgrQcXFja2CH19SSK9-f6T5DaFe4A7FVmGqQGJp3TNlVsuKivu10r2PdcM2CMtcMpSL93eKu6gu_8NdCKZQJc4tiobdMeLXBpi7G_vsHfrXvLto1M/s1600/P1010189.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjamDILcJ4A-cQhHsX6jgLjJxW2q0EgrQcXFja2CH19SSK9-f6T5DaFe4A7FVmGqQGJp3TNlVsuKivu10r2PdcM2CMtcMpSL93eKu6gu_8NdCKZQJc4tiobdMeLXBpi7G_vsHfrXvLto1M/s320/P1010189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532458115756168338" border="0" /></a><br />Here we have a pair of Keds for Opening Ceremony Camp Oxfords in one of my fave patterns ever, toile. They are a mere hundred dollars, and if you convert that amount from Opening Ceremony prices to more lowly boutique prices it comes out to, like, 35-cents. You can't afford <span style="font-style: italic;">not </span>to buy it! But, I didn't buy it. I love toile a lot, but I feared that the novelty would wear off and I'd be stuck with a pair of hundred-dollar Keds. Here's a pair that will never lose their cool:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5H-VuiJU4BYuz5DUHv28KInMwbKzE2bdhHPR1t5GezJn1BDVpKfBkIW6mfSeFeguivuT3MwUN3GHMBJFh5_PZFvzW9M0N9Wgrce3oDgSnK_zBKg_YCs7XWTOYAUaRlaSxmlSYfxvRxu8/s1600/P1010190.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5H-VuiJU4BYuz5DUHv28KInMwbKzE2bdhHPR1t5GezJn1BDVpKfBkIW6mfSeFeguivuT3MwUN3GHMBJFh5_PZFvzW9M0N9Wgrce3oDgSnK_zBKg_YCs7XWTOYAUaRlaSxmlSYfxvRxu8/s320/P1010190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532458005315434914" border="0" /></a><br />Are these the perfect kicks or what? <span style="font-style: italic;">Perfect. </span>However, I couldn't even consider buying them, because all my energy, focus and brain power was being used up sneaking photos around the store. They're not allowed! I risked utter humiliation at the scolding hands of very, very stylish people, all for you, dear readers. Enjoy!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqHgHW5_r8g6jDA-0aGG5nAz9vboyT4B3W5OIln42OEE9DpnfUJLkpY9pVfsxjArLryQgsg87zjahsOc-o37OYkXSmbeMGOp5CmfAQ5aV6Q8ywWTVbFsBIkf0NCiLgB5Ar-CbtG3tgtI/s1600/P1010193.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqHgHW5_r8g6jDA-0aGG5nAz9vboyT4B3W5OIln42OEE9DpnfUJLkpY9pVfsxjArLryQgsg87zjahsOc-o37OYkXSmbeMGOp5CmfAQ5aV6Q8ywWTVbFsBIkf0NCiLgB5Ar-CbtG3tgtI/s320/P1010193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532459736348264114" border="0" /></a><br />I have dreams about rooms like this. Rooms stuffed with incredible clothes, dream item after dream item crammed together on gleaming chrome racks, and I get to have whatever I want and I'm filled with tremendous anxiety as I try to make off with the entire inventory without looking like a fashion glutton. Alas, this did not happen at Opening Ceremony.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTkLAbUzWXg20sRLREj2Ek5JX4zFIQ5UkhAEUJWWKZooOahJHS7BheXdkf73YcdJ-VC28R-VaOCETQsT0crf9gBABDaE3xOapchEefQCFc8gFLlG7vOgkLmPdliRXkEP69ZftGRKNr7Y/s1600/P1010195.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzTkLAbUzWXg20sRLREj2Ek5JX4zFIQ5UkhAEUJWWKZooOahJHS7BheXdkf73YcdJ-VC28R-VaOCETQsT0crf9gBABDaE3xOapchEefQCFc8gFLlG7vOgkLmPdliRXkEP69ZftGRKNr7Y/s320/P1010195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532460368827861874" border="0" /></a><br />I like my stripes like I like my men: French and quirky. If you do too, you'll love agnes b. for Opening Ceremony.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMTybsUhkyG-NbJjIhTYem8q5oCmu7EiWeIvo079SbruFPjKmWSaOBT1_rN5xbacA67I685OoSVJ_y7zoTHraow9aNC3poBtteJsmlRmkozhmOjHQYO8sC-LWObWMYVBO_qIqiRotfpDI/s1600/P1010198.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMTybsUhkyG-NbJjIhTYem8q5oCmu7EiWeIvo079SbruFPjKmWSaOBT1_rN5xbacA67I685OoSVJ_y7zoTHraow9aNC3poBtteJsmlRmkozhmOjHQYO8sC-LWObWMYVBO_qIqiRotfpDI/s320/P1010198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532460821835684530" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Amazing embroidery on an Opening Ceremony jacket.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkI8tuLEuMz4jpNRuZTCEzlW67EBp3zjHqNnULBLIpLYx-T4jqyDClUkaNBEn6rNXzRFKolZmJlqZA575RiUCK_NRtQ26xJYdlTxJ0T6zsoV8vXPFqyrLDun2QJgXmnZ34PW3IY-ZqqMM/s1600/P1010199.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkI8tuLEuMz4jpNRuZTCEzlW67EBp3zjHqNnULBLIpLYx-T4jqyDClUkaNBEn6rNXzRFKolZmJlqZA575RiUCK_NRtQ26xJYdlTxJ0T6zsoV8vXPFqyrLDun2QJgXmnZ34PW3IY-ZqqMM/s320/P1010199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532460935249709522" border="0" /></a>Just something luxurious to toss on while you're hunting deer in the canyon or whatever. Let's get a close-up of all that shearling:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJYyEvFcqOqcmVePOcH03GYR5IoZA27kQUeCT702yomQwnvbWzcngJ66XmILYYoIop_xzWrFBigLuL-V2LlNZtsTk2BXK9EHfS85LMrpjDrXiCtH0Ew3XrC3Pa8R6-ju_03WtkK1qutUg/s1600/P1010202.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJYyEvFcqOqcmVePOcH03GYR5IoZA27kQUeCT702yomQwnvbWzcngJ66XmILYYoIop_xzWrFBigLuL-V2LlNZtsTk2BXK9EHfS85LMrpjDrXiCtH0Ew3XrC3Pa8R6-ju_03WtkK1qutUg/s320/P1010202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532461021767103218" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Don't you want to just lay down and take a dreamy nap in this? It would be like catching a snooze in God's beard. Heavenly.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPCb3BLV7rkg3Nu6L_zSCxzz7q5rhLaGYPlzH964rZGCYqDVLRgH19ghIuiCPa4SxMFsqpLeUX29-Oh4SWt4SBSJ9PlUrO-NUV4bCfpduGKBoRgtE7nvtZaHy3qedm26CDu7-67O1rZ2A/s1600/P1010200.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPCb3BLV7rkg3Nu6L_zSCxzz7q5rhLaGYPlzH964rZGCYqDVLRgH19ghIuiCPa4SxMFsqpLeUX29-Oh4SWt4SBSJ9PlUrO-NUV4bCfpduGKBoRgtE7nvtZaHy3qedm26CDu7-67O1rZ2A/s320/P1010200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532462170245201810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The look for hot sluts at Opening Ceremony this season: Tight, velvet, cut-aways. Nice.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBUzP37czwId5bcqOPTyVIh0fc3rMF7ALr2T8EV-hEwLMiMPFSuVJF8XomdhH4H4sZoiLMZ0d43i9e67TcrT1VqV1XmZEyAdAXWWObzwx0Tey3xCuuBHkkw1eRvAg3QhrXfgPsz5RHGi0/s1600/P1010203.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBUzP37czwId5bcqOPTyVIh0fc3rMF7ALr2T8EV-hEwLMiMPFSuVJF8XomdhH4H4sZoiLMZ0d43i9e67TcrT1VqV1XmZEyAdAXWWObzwx0Tey3xCuuBHkkw1eRvAg3QhrXfgPsz5RHGi0/s320/P1010203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532462500006521538" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Keep your scandalous self under wraps without losing dazzle with this <span style="font-style: italic;">heavily </span>metal-and-rhinestone encrusted <span style="font-style: italic;">trench. </span>Whoa. It feels <span style="font-style: italic;">good </span>to be all weighed down with pure glamour.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_lk3YN41vw1YD8O-Nq6aKucv8YuBpSfi6hcOdmf0GNv5KQRqdi9KAKS1NdBOee98AJHmQvJUzmDM8uh-wQPqycjbPuAL-LsZgW2TdDfB-YSL5UvxAZtAz8uhWPW54pECx_wD-mwjPQY/s1600/P1010206.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_lk3YN41vw1YD8O-Nq6aKucv8YuBpSfi6hcOdmf0GNv5KQRqdi9KAKS1NdBOee98AJHmQvJUzmDM8uh-wQPqycjbPuAL-LsZgW2TdDfB-YSL5UvxAZtAz8uhWPW54pECx_wD-mwjPQY/s320/P1010206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532463545996353106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The sumptuous bag and dignified accessories nook on the second floor.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nCW4AngPxUYNYL5yLK70x6CgY_OxW2lhGRtSpZ8bSsM7oSsJZ5F31Pr2zrPMD4CpDnKopJsM6MLc8TzNsR3ClojaKGMOwk621-9qdRAsZnx5ORiQhLoMn4fH2cUWG7nrlV44-AE06pQ/s1600/P1010208.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2nCW4AngPxUYNYL5yLK70x6CgY_OxW2lhGRtSpZ8bSsM7oSsJZ5F31Pr2zrPMD4CpDnKopJsM6MLc8TzNsR3ClojaKGMOwk621-9qdRAsZnx5ORiQhLoMn4fH2cUWG7nrlV44-AE06pQ/s320/P1010208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532463851442303282" border="0" /></a>It's like a raver went on a peyote-popping vision quest and barfed Pendleton all over the place. Those cool striped jeans on the right are Levi's for Opening Ceremony. I considered considering them but realized that the striped pants I thrifted in Warsaw for 17 zloty are just as awesome! Score! Let's get a close up of that groovy boot:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjlqp8dOwzbK02PpXQwUbM2AAcvPPWhcgk-ZwXj93K7KX8xHbeSSQWSkxgIcHtbfwOcPm6RPNBXpGXYRlJtn6eDgVRZ1FUExHkhVlZgVUPwLfkmSR8g6X5qUK7Va2Xz3ZcJOm7n2upZP4/s1600/P1010209.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjlqp8dOwzbK02PpXQwUbM2AAcvPPWhcgk-ZwXj93K7KX8xHbeSSQWSkxgIcHtbfwOcPm6RPNBXpGXYRlJtn6eDgVRZ1FUExHkhVlZgVUPwLfkmSR8g6X5qUK7Va2Xz3ZcJOm7n2upZP4/s320/P1010209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532463968453753442" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">You can't see it, but there's a bit of rawhide strung with beads wrapped around the side. Yes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3ggsvznclrnXcuoJllev1B2eGLrrRJxrIgyg3A73X9Q_8pJN40u5o8qxVePEZDTFPUnPQP7yOL4Eu_IsLc_8s-pZYyG6QuANoUuY5XzRNKyloJ2SOJUhuiwvU5_4n75DhnVZ8fYKV-s/s1600/P1010237.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3ggsvznclrnXcuoJllev1B2eGLrrRJxrIgyg3A73X9Q_8pJN40u5o8qxVePEZDTFPUnPQP7yOL4Eu_IsLc_8s-pZYyG6QuANoUuY5XzRNKyloJ2SOJUhuiwvU5_4n75DhnVZ8fYKV-s/s320/P1010237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532464095223835714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Okay, <span style="font-style: italic;">this </span>is the least expensive thing in the store: Pendleton meets Opening Ceremony <span style="font-style: italic;">socks</span>! Cute, and only $35. Which, after some currency conversion, equals out to <span style="font-style: italic;">them paying you to buy the socks! </span>So, you simply must. Though I did not. They have thigh-highs for ladies, too, but those are literally a hundred dollars more, and worth it if you got it. My thigh-high moratorium has officially come to a close! Now let's go into the dressing room so I can try on some items I'm not going to buy:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhodr_pDUJLC0wUttrJt4ucJVchMpK66FWIpRVBFLigsgQIPgzINSiTeXCIxnu-o6QVliWciZGC9U4vyAyzrzXyG5fMcGvS3SMgA6YNwCcBaT17YSyLZ251oyhTo_wt3Ybdh7QfYhVIKsw/s1600/P1010217.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhodr_pDUJLC0wUttrJt4ucJVchMpK66FWIpRVBFLigsgQIPgzINSiTeXCIxnu-o6QVliWciZGC9U4vyAyzrzXyG5fMcGvS3SMgA6YNwCcBaT17YSyLZ251oyhTo_wt3Ybdh7QfYhVIKsw/s320/P1010217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532465918611882370" border="0" /></a><br />Alexander Wang made it easy for me not to buy this chunky, amazing knitted shrug - <span style="font-style: italic;">I couldn't figure out how to put it on.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj30KYp3Jg_FWUgfAJlNC4Rn0v9ZjfJN-GXm4HBDBR1Mbabj6eeLKokWO5Y__I7NLgu1YzldB4hK6BVl9hDFdj5lO1osqkpvjP_fHyAm10o-rnUDNZYLvVYYyZlJlp9AuTZpYymabo24Uk/s1600/menu_23185_1-sweater-gry.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj30KYp3Jg_FWUgfAJlNC4Rn0v9ZjfJN-GXm4HBDBR1Mbabj6eeLKokWO5Y__I7NLgu1YzldB4hK6BVl9hDFdj5lO1osqkpvjP_fHyAm10o-rnUDNZYLvVYYyZlJlp9AuTZpYymabo24Uk/s320/menu_23185_1-sweater-gry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532466525922755570" border="0" /></a><br />This lady clearly had the aid of a stylist. Unfair! Incidentally, this is the second time I've tried to try on a piece of clothing at Opening Ceremony, and then got all tangled in it and gave up. Which only proves how genius the clothing in this place is. Suggestion: Intelligent Ladies' Maids at all the dressing rooms, ready to assist with the straps and holes and snaps and buckles of complicated pieces.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtt1BwCdwehyphenhyphenkXEQ_2QoJRLERkyc4IO6zlggsFiVujtiD4qnvhSr2EnO-flW7bmD0hIT9nYqSBHOiYosW-d5zLfvNDzmY7QL_sPS2p6ylMYWKfVjMCTHB-xYjnxBkvkZZ72adoBNPjgCA/s1600/P1010220.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtt1BwCdwehyphenhyphenkXEQ_2QoJRLERkyc4IO6zlggsFiVujtiD4qnvhSr2EnO-flW7bmD0hIT9nYqSBHOiYosW-d5zLfvNDzmY7QL_sPS2p6ylMYWKfVjMCTHB-xYjnxBkvkZZ72adoBNPjgCA/s320/P1010220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467359030411858" border="0" /></a><br />Okay, this is a Pendleton meets OC ankle-length wool skirt, in this mild maroon and dark gray plaid. I feel like the hottest one-room-schoolhouse teacher on the entire prairie. I'm used to most things I try on anyplace not really fitting me well, and I was kind of shocked at how <span style="font-style: italic;">perfect </span>the skirt fit. Certain it was a fluke, I was unprepared for what happened when I tried on the next piece, a Pendleton um <span style="font-style: italic;">jumpsuit: </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZkhBFIz0sU2c4cx1zAW2iio2stvNDO770nd4S61Uf9O4y5nHfe0uwchRkKQSjcCkUppikVpySZX2ofDx0ywQB8tjKzEaV9zNgGEq1mieBnp0aA6Ac6quVihjO2tcjS1m9uBVozR6p-tg/s1600/P1010226.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZkhBFIz0sU2c4cx1zAW2iio2stvNDO770nd4S61Uf9O4y5nHfe0uwchRkKQSjcCkUppikVpySZX2ofDx0ywQB8tjKzEaV9zNgGEq1mieBnp0aA6Ac6quVihjO2tcjS1m9uBVozR6p-tg/s320/P1010226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467464916297234" border="0" /></a><br />Hello, <span style="font-style: italic;">what the fuck? </span>This is the best garment that has even been made, <span style="font-style: italic;">ever, </span>in the history of the <span style="font-style: italic;">world. </span>Have you ever had the experience of feeling completely <span style="font-style: italic;">transformed </span>by a piece of clothing? I put this on and instantly felt I could do <span style="font-style: italic;">anything: </span>become America's Next Top Model in spite of being nearly 40 and 5'3; hop on a motorcycle, though I do not drive, and zoom over to a nearby bank to gracefully and non-violently rob it. No - hop on my beloved <span style="font-style: italic;">horse, </span>though I've never ridden a horse, and gallop over to the nearby bank and politely ask the bank manager to just <span style="font-style: italic;">give</span> me all their money, which they would, because the jumpsuit has benevolent yet extreme supernatural powers. Then I would take the money and trot my horse over to a nearby MedSpa and give her a unicorn horn implant, because we are in Los Angeles. I myself would decline any procedures, because my jumpsuit has rendered me perfect. Can we look at it again?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKeP-JjRsIyC2YoYMzys88M4FhlZxgLlNXAoJOrGXsczZnqYtG0OTKHKFpe2YiIG6WUp8Xat2hAV9BBHPP4NY4qZ5PeeLSoVq44X668AOkTYgsGs6x4eR9ijdc4cc3JLCsfOrx5uCY-sI/s1600/P1010228.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKeP-JjRsIyC2YoYMzys88M4FhlZxgLlNXAoJOrGXsczZnqYtG0OTKHKFpe2YiIG6WUp8Xat2hAV9BBHPP4NY4qZ5PeeLSoVq44X668AOkTYgsGs6x4eR9ijdc4cc3JLCsfOrx5uCY-sI/s320/P1010228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532467566060923106" border="0" /></a><br />Fuck. Yes. It is $630 dollars and I am on the verge of creating a Kickstarter page to raise the money. What do you think? Would it be a genius piece of um performance art or an act of high douchebaggery? I promise to donate to all of <span style="font-style: italic;">your </span>fashion Kickstarter pages! Let's do it! Keeping each other looking good is a community effort!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsgTnxTZmLKnTaEs_psjCxaZx0SBJ-WgGLdoK4zjjUWa-swifBydmJWdFs6p9Zn0xva-KmddCDWABDZhpNwWrs90dGJRy0THY1bvT5kLRN0ZsDHKEtvskEKqog3V_woOVY6W51BenURY/s1600/P1010229.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsgTnxTZmLKnTaEs_psjCxaZx0SBJ-WgGLdoK4zjjUWa-swifBydmJWdFs6p9Zn0xva-KmddCDWABDZhpNwWrs90dGJRy0THY1bvT5kLRN0ZsDHKEtvskEKqog3V_woOVY6W51BenURY/s320/P1010229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532470514330351282" border="0" /></a><br />Look! It's <span style="font-style: italic;">le pied de Ariel Schrag!</span> Should she buy these cool high-top boat shoes by Band of Outsiders for Sperry Topsider? I say yes! Here's another question: Is the whole So-And-So for So-And-So by So-And-So meets So-And-So getting a little <span style="font-style: italic;">maddening</span>? It's very LGBTQIQ, is it not?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtNLWNsmZkVfmA_FTL_HHRRwlvjjYPB80aD_XgrfbuZoIDzHrnf6bv6F_5UzmqX_PfGwOnlbRuXmqoOaeE7JJmYF9jrqCQH9yuEPGdD-l8bVQ1jHdqYXAatLNlng4u9PtlJY5uWz_DuXI/s1600/P1010240.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtNLWNsmZkVfmA_FTL_HHRRwlvjjYPB80aD_XgrfbuZoIDzHrnf6bv6F_5UzmqX_PfGwOnlbRuXmqoOaeE7JJmYF9jrqCQH9yuEPGdD-l8bVQ1jHdqYXAatLNlng4u9PtlJY5uWz_DuXI/s320/P1010240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532471451631919698" border="0" /></a><br />Look what we found in the Opening Ceremony Bookstore! An interview with Ariel in <a href="http://www.glumagazine.com/">Girls Like Us</a>, which is not just the <span style="font-style: italic;">only</span> good lez magazine, it's a really <span style="font-style: italic;">great </span>magazine, period. Ariel's so famous!<br /><br />Next we're off to the unfortunately named boutique <a href="http://www.shopconfederacy.com/">Confederacy</a> in Los Feliz, which didn't give a crap that I was running around taking pictures of <span>everything</span><span style="font-style: italic;">. </span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRsQCFIHrpRE7Gh_k3HQM3g7h_dUncNT-ZsSRcAowlopKxv3ABL-Tk8zynulMknDra1fIOK1NdxODy2yPO6QUzXMp4zgo1dPWytdM7w_6wvFAJexAPMio3eRqf117rlpf8Baruubim4wE/s1600/P1010241.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRsQCFIHrpRE7Gh_k3HQM3g7h_dUncNT-ZsSRcAowlopKxv3ABL-Tk8zynulMknDra1fIOK1NdxODy2yPO6QUzXMp4zgo1dPWytdM7w_6wvFAJexAPMio3eRqf117rlpf8Baruubim4wE/s320/P1010241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532471597239939154" border="0" /></a><br />My new favorite jacket: a two-toned <a href="http://www.31philliplim.com/">3.1 Philip Lim</a> motorcycle jacket made of the softest leather I've ever touched, with silk trench-coat cuffs. A seriously brilliant design. Really - look at those cuffs:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYWDs2tNNfCVUeoypJobdnEgoZlBXBwzqn6ez4WZPc98_ou5zMWVYHHIgSKxUkYDC3VBbvMSYfrqojkj2rzvN5_gJLP0PtC0iqs8S-K2Q-bMb-ilMFou1djs1TmMhJCVBrw8boc8nvyVA/s1600/P1010242.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYWDs2tNNfCVUeoypJobdnEgoZlBXBwzqn6ez4WZPc98_ou5zMWVYHHIgSKxUkYDC3VBbvMSYfrqojkj2rzvN5_gJLP0PtC0iqs8S-K2Q-bMb-ilMFou1djs1TmMhJCVBrw8boc8nvyVA/s320/P1010242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532472872357710450" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you, Mr. Lim.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQVzx0zfgp34fyXDNM9p3WVR8tOjUZEzEl76JEdB1InfAN_KkP5bi6PqE1trgfdaGae2IztogyKd3jqpuZ1hp96Zdm_JTtFAheem-gjwsZZlz4Fdjmwfp91mO5z8ICxXVB82IghHH28uA/s1600/P1010245.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQVzx0zfgp34fyXDNM9p3WVR8tOjUZEzEl76JEdB1InfAN_KkP5bi6PqE1trgfdaGae2IztogyKd3jqpuZ1hp96Zdm_JTtFAheem-gjwsZZlz4Fdjmwfp91mO5z8ICxXVB82IghHH28uA/s320/P1010245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473128607949762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">While I was furtively molesting the Philip Lim leather jacket, Ariel was busy fondling soft, soft Steven Alan sweaters.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaQ-uYzvGIre3yGts4A3qNimyKf4cKuKdHOejc3gawTOdfzqrSsVzqY7Un6t2iIrE_cOQMvtCljCbGVvX44nNH-bn2asjjTPqrJvhtYgOdPoD92cDxw1YLs53INwulQVErRnrXLHaCMPs/s1600/P1010248.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaQ-uYzvGIre3yGts4A3qNimyKf4cKuKdHOejc3gawTOdfzqrSsVzqY7Un6t2iIrE_cOQMvtCljCbGVvX44nNH-bn2asjjTPqrJvhtYgOdPoD92cDxw1YLs53INwulQVErRnrXLHaCMPs/s320/P1010248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532473987882718098" border="0" /></a><br />While the <a href="http://www.foundbyclothing.com/">Found By</a> line seemed to be thrifted items that some enterprising person brought to the dry cleaners and stuck a hundred-dollar price tag on, the aesthetic allure of these bags is undeniable. Though maybe you can hang anything on an exposed brick wall and I'll suddenly think it's worth a hundred dollars.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN6NsPWvM_lowb-5Wk16H6XxMPXNO4WD18ItQd4HSqM1EkVRMlNngqAt2UC-SQeROk3X8WdCuuWlvCSjAWWXs9rqmQMyKzIdG1e-emyYxnysjq2iBwSG1GKj07TgA2uQAWZvUHIbBtCXk/s1600/P1010249.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN6NsPWvM_lowb-5Wk16H6XxMPXNO4WD18ItQd4HSqM1EkVRMlNngqAt2UC-SQeROk3X8WdCuuWlvCSjAWWXs9rqmQMyKzIdG1e-emyYxnysjq2iBwSG1GKj07TgA2uQAWZvUHIbBtCXk/s320/P1010249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474693317970498" border="0" /></a><br />It is no longer enough for boutiques to simply sell clothes - you've got to sell me an entire aesthetic experience, man, a total <span style="font-style: italic;">environment,</span> a simulacrum of a rural domesticity I have never known but <span style="font-style: italic;">yes, </span>I <span style="font-style: italic;">dig it!<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZT9WPs27_kMbC8fHVXhY9j29r6QBlIoopjOd7X5QPBEsVaTnbCMx4ZeDsCKhET52FJrYFe3ZBeuLOgopLK-xG9LxeBPetuSXUl05Ae-78gWdooEiqHMwDYs6WsgqbFusfpJMpYlCmKVo/s1600/P1010252.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZT9WPs27_kMbC8fHVXhY9j29r6QBlIoopjOd7X5QPBEsVaTnbCMx4ZeDsCKhET52FJrYFe3ZBeuLOgopLK-xG9LxeBPetuSXUl05Ae-78gWdooEiqHMwDYs6WsgqbFusfpJMpYlCmKVo/s320/P1010252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474813836756818" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hay. It's a lifestyle thing.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0m1CSmV0n2ucEjDo2RSnki6fciQtU2_OW9mWYQf1USEWznZjFvY-bhnZ-ICsc6yP_V-HfVV5FUBW-wEXvvqcCnk44rRz9EmDoeYYqX1Yqxb2T7q9MxikMvWdgsGzTt7551O_76Mb-u4/s1600/P1010269.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0m1CSmV0n2ucEjDo2RSnki6fciQtU2_OW9mWYQf1USEWznZjFvY-bhnZ-ICsc6yP_V-HfVV5FUBW-wEXvvqcCnk44rRz9EmDoeYYqX1Yqxb2T7q9MxikMvWdgsGzTt7551O_76Mb-u4/s320/P1010269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532474985339668402" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The suggestion that one could, say, be bitten by a rattlesnake while trying on cardigans gives the shopping experience a <span style="font-style: italic;">frisson </span>of danger!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVX0gS7rw6bQFkHj2JGS_yD21b9JKlwiKyH-0-vaKbiqVrEbz7_47lQvU534Mo4QwLf5oJ2Yrh9n1C8VwZT3bkK1G6ZRzyouKAtgCcNPU4JJY4eCaK8PyZexhIajlmj-8sSu2OhiuY1WU/s1600/P1010259.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVX0gS7rw6bQFkHj2JGS_yD21b9JKlwiKyH-0-vaKbiqVrEbz7_47lQvU534Mo4QwLf5oJ2Yrh9n1C8VwZT3bkK1G6ZRzyouKAtgCcNPU4JJY4eCaK8PyZexhIajlmj-8sSu2OhiuY1WU/s320/P1010259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532476252230607506" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Speaking of, should Ariel get the<span style="font-style: italic;"> green </span>Gant Rugger cardigan, or the red one?<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYt_Qk8Z6IeDZ4erVnWyu0QCjAwRb4kkoTTuXDhSXVHe6SY6PFwB41hEU_MMTQyLjirV0p1DY3-YMwBfl4oXofyEHChjcQMdDss7mWK7Vz0O3JmjP1_Fos8s4r1SlNxVYKZtXkYzHhuLI/s1600/P1010263.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYt_Qk8Z6IeDZ4erVnWyu0QCjAwRb4kkoTTuXDhSXVHe6SY6PFwB41hEU_MMTQyLjirV0p1DY3-YMwBfl4oXofyEHChjcQMdDss7mWK7Vz0O3JmjP1_Fos8s4r1SlNxVYKZtXkYzHhuLI/s320/P1010263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532476346597273634" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's a win-win situation.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2w0E_xqmmZpZP-DMu1e8HahJdDrSHTR4oGk8K3jT9cY2Z4dd0g72iKb0uvf-SYaJsTAAYXWGdJh1_puFtl_LauRoLK2Ff8Td9XGHAmL3pX0RQSZgivrHOTZ32NFgzXKcNMZKuA9fCNog/s1600/P1010255.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2w0E_xqmmZpZP-DMu1e8HahJdDrSHTR4oGk8K3jT9cY2Z4dd0g72iKb0uvf-SYaJsTAAYXWGdJh1_puFtl_LauRoLK2Ff8Td9XGHAmL3pX0RQSZgivrHOTZ32NFgzXKcNMZKuA9fCNog/s320/P1010255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532477455427858658" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.alexanderwang.com/"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.alexanderwang.com/">Alexander Wang</a> flannel booties. Sigh.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjawxhQVpGU_IswTZDvIslotuOhPJ5KGDwa6rhGBJDo8Wiug5w_zwOqWrFnqURpr7XXz7znHir_f_IEgONt9PIK11PkqvNk9ZS89zcDKk8UoQzivqqVaM6zJSWcsSKfLNQDk5THoxney0/s1600/P1010256.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjawxhQVpGU_IswTZDvIslotuOhPJ5KGDwa6rhGBJDo8Wiug5w_zwOqWrFnqURpr7XXz7znHir_f_IEgONt9PIK11PkqvNk9ZS89zcDKk8UoQzivqqVaM6zJSWcsSKfLNQDk5THoxney0/s320/P1010256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532477624936216530" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I mostly can't wear leopard because I wore it too much in the 90s and it just makes me think of bad rockabilly looks that won't die, <span>but</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>these shoes were sort of making me reconsider.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLHuZvFomsH70ozrDUCV7lO1qCPZt4l3Ee640pJTAhzovZ_INgMpa4LfjprX6uWKNzZJFkaZ9r_t_QR2wvWCMU9a1wyYmZCjC0AYxWXUbZbx01WIoWbifvATgUg0McTYwkigAqo6czqq0/s1600/P1010266.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLHuZvFomsH70ozrDUCV7lO1qCPZt4l3Ee640pJTAhzovZ_INgMpa4LfjprX6uWKNzZJFkaZ9r_t_QR2wvWCMU9a1wyYmZCjC0AYxWXUbZbx01WIoWbifvATgUg0McTYwkigAqo6czqq0/s320/P1010266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532477761525066306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A hot, hard-working man-tote by <a href="http://us.levi.com/home/index.jsp">Levi's</a>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuoBtR5HpkQiUa8uzfWHL9fEyFjq9Pi6ZSL20y2cZGd1YZz8XOyIbr6m9GfivQay8W4q2EIG9Rd0OQRFASi98Ow3UZ11lUumhR-TkxRPvza-G9GSxOZxe99BBMYOABHmKJewNSgbLfLK4/s1600/P1010271.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuoBtR5HpkQiUa8uzfWHL9fEyFjq9Pi6ZSL20y2cZGd1YZz8XOyIbr6m9GfivQay8W4q2EIG9Rd0OQRFASi98Ow3UZ11lUumhR-TkxRPvza-G9GSxOZxe99BBMYOABHmKJewNSgbLfLK4/s320/P1010271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532478595876198514" border="0" /></a><br />The perfect man-trench, courtesy of <a href="http://www.bandofoutsiders.com/">Band of Outsiders</a>.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCDV6TWmBcaDJr-sOTAgS3yMH389kt3IR6upMPaVTyj1eP4HsT2GhlKjheSBCD3ogWkCJJTrZ6X0qTUIdDBu5IJ2cmXjz6yStPBJWfdeUxyDAumHGhliZB7KMzPfy5yQAkzKYlFwpKBg0/s1600/P1010270.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCDV6TWmBcaDJr-sOTAgS3yMH389kt3IR6upMPaVTyj1eP4HsT2GhlKjheSBCD3ogWkCJJTrZ6X0qTUIdDBu5IJ2cmXjz6yStPBJWfdeUxyDAumHGhliZB7KMzPfy5yQAkzKYlFwpKBg0/s320/P1010270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532478398443474722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Confederacy gets an A+ in style and <span style="font-style: italic;">lifestyle; </span>if only they would change their stupid name! It makes everyone uncomfortable, Confederacy, it really does. And it doesn't matter that you named it after the novel Confederacy of Dunces. That book sucks. You want to name your boutique after some rugged, manly tome? How about Cormac McCarthy's <a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-0679728759-0">Blood Meridian</a>? Just call it Meridian! <a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780060976095-2">Fiskadoro</a>, after the Denis Johnson novel, would also work. You're welcome.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4FJmSI7o5RJm6NrWbzjkVK0AcTsxs3UBNYHnkQ_t12BoaMDR7xptBOqxB29ox7GWGAiFFCjVNhWhXQQM53NeiM63RaaIhy6ttSSX9RIuxj6xmBqrimG1xIGzSAHWF2a-0Ld4AL-bVby8/s1600/P1010292.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4FJmSI7o5RJm6NrWbzjkVK0AcTsxs3UBNYHnkQ_t12BoaMDR7xptBOqxB29ox7GWGAiFFCjVNhWhXQQM53NeiM63RaaIhy6ttSSX9RIuxj6xmBqrimG1xIGzSAHWF2a-0Ld4AL-bVby8/s320/P1010292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532480027272635778" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.facebook.com/ooushop">Oou </a>on Vermont Street in Los Feliz sells a smartly edited mishmash of new clothing by small designers and used items that are total treasures, in particular a whole bunch of amazing leather and canvas <span style="font-style: italic;">bags. </span>Check it:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnWut15kApiOVa5rhPgX44dikbqW0b7F7NKyhZZNnv6e3Py2x5u0H0E7FzsoqLpIjXigrzjljydlNPY8uSwiHKoByY7oR8dHM6NCN8To5vMu8NsSXXeJ3AN38pGrd2mMPk6wDuf92VvXs/s1600/P1010281.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Xo6SPX27cGeEpNczpn0s6wDdlOP0Uqk77xA9OvEDPeandfPgCOodEUWDIC3-q_t1M2QAtQnm2VyAXe_2ZK0y-HnZLeXFuj_tj9lYb9lflcsT_AAEu1oi-5ks-5obXm_FhuErfuuQniY/s320/P1010296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532480360971542242" border="0" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40lsu2e0mwmnaulNoAktuyrstjDDVW3mS4j-U7NbSiXfN_Z68ROHKCzi_l2LMgPVq52CROx6Yv2JkKwtk3Ij6bK_7yKCPaxIgB40ks1lG0sL0pV9p739ArsFOi8iMDuFvgxGB-XlcwHI/s1600/P1010300.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg40lsu2e0mwmnaulNoAktuyrstjDDVW3mS4j-U7NbSiXfN_Z68ROHKCzi_l2LMgPVq52CROx6Yv2JkKwtk3Ij6bK_7yKCPaxIgB40ks1lG0sL0pV9p739ArsFOi8iMDuFvgxGB-XlcwHI/s320/P1010300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532480480892428818" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">They had some great boots, too:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmJeIjHSLRs5KvdC4FHS-lRbr_M8khv2LJ8B3U5DlqiYLOjiXiAgxoDyzVaUwYoEfCln4n3_M-GmJbZy3AAAmlFbgTZI7C1sOBAG0AJmN1YQqCQP9BYU0FRgcM9ahOJJmsRWs9TuNLIs/s1600/P1010289.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAmJeIjHSLRs5KvdC4FHS-lRbr_M8khv2LJ8B3U5DlqiYLOjiXiAgxoDyzVaUwYoEfCln4n3_M-GmJbZy3AAAmlFbgTZI7C1sOBAG0AJmN1YQqCQP9BYU0FRgcM9ahOJJmsRWs9TuNLIs/s320/P1010289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532482156670212002" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZuGwyZmqwCO_3FVVDNY6ANTIzpNrH-NOh4KMsCpGJ9afUS6PiQz5gq1OoF8Z8n2KRUCutbR78_cXRjOPKf2vozh-LMFDNX8vrrVAQpPfcgZQYKhmsaJMa7kNhULkBzO67KdxgMm1YT0/s1600/P1010299.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZuGwyZmqwCO_3FVVDNY6ANTIzpNrH-NOh4KMsCpGJ9afUS6PiQz5gq1OoF8Z8n2KRUCutbR78_cXRjOPKf2vozh-LMFDNX8vrrVAQpPfcgZQYKhmsaJMa7kNhULkBzO67KdxgMm1YT0/s320/P1010299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532482036474660818" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Will I spend the rest of my life regretting not buying these wonderful Frye boots in my size? Yes.<br /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3DtLzBg42T6KW3tMB-QKR1ruoEVfWfAw-3DUrzKaKZZfoHFfMnzyQD7BlCZHJ4u7cMn2ZEES3L-WRdtiurwh7woNhWkHrVeBWRGLCuNF0jWqU93jReADg5f4fKzbPUWlwhltTi3cqSPo/s1600/P1010301.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3DtLzBg42T6KW3tMB-QKR1ruoEVfWfAw-3DUrzKaKZZfoHFfMnzyQD7BlCZHJ4u7cMn2ZEES3L-WRdtiurwh7woNhWkHrVeBWRGLCuNF0jWqU93jReADg5f4fKzbPUWlwhltTi3cqSPo/s320/P1010301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532482584862675298" border="0" /></a><br />Oou's new neighboor is the incredible pop-up boutique <a href="http://www.newhighmart.com/">New High Mart.</a> These people have mastered the shopping-as-a-fully-sensory-experience experience. It is easily the best smelling room I have ever walked into, and me and my retail companions were totally dazed when we left, like we had fallen down some wondrous, artisanal, urban-pastoral jack-rabbit hole. "Now I understand how putting together a store is really like <span style="font-style: italic;">curating," </span>breathed one would-be shopper. It was like wandering through a really amazing gallery installation with spiritual undertones. They wouldn't let me take any pictures, but I took one anyway and almost got busted, and then the lady was chasing me to make sure I wasn't getting <span style="font-style: italic;">pen </span>on anything while I wrote in my little notebook. Jeez! Don't harsh my mellow, woman, I'm trying to zen out to your perfectly curated mountain hipster market! Here:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHju4_VhyphenhyphenjWlYWw4x38ccS0eMjwNT_RTGkgRNj2l5E-Dfj03oWp7IFTYJP1iHG1laV_qCBTTElg1IIlLmV09V2QGGD8KJ7UBWBnsFZdmuWWF1QPP_UiTjPp51f_n9hZI1o5lOOwTbdtMs/s1600/P1010302.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHju4_VhyphenhyphenjWlYWw4x38ccS0eMjwNT_RTGkgRNj2l5E-Dfj03oWp7IFTYJP1iHG1laV_qCBTTElg1IIlLmV09V2QGGD8KJ7UBWBnsFZdmuWWF1QPP_UiTjPp51f_n9hZI1o5lOOwTbdtMs/s320/P1010302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532482698319962610" border="0" /></a><br />For sale: Martin Margiela 6 puffy muffler-slash-purse, backless looseknit MM6 cardigans, Vivienne Westwood for Melissa shoes (the only place I've found them in the US outside Epaulet in Brooklyn) - and even <span style="font-style: italic;">more </span>exciting, gorgeous Alexander Herscovitch for Melissa beige jelly wedge Oxfords (!), intricate sweaters with attached drapey scarves by LennyLeLeu, and really fantastic wool jeans by B'sbee. Plus fake Pendleton hair bows, wool socks, skeins of wool, Birkenstocks, caftan-ish button-ups, and more.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjmKFW9nANPFDnA8O5yAyMMC6GPZ8Q3Do2DIO6rP6K85i67pl0U3MxLMomyzl4ARvvqoo8U5V_xv78J5XhjR1KP12ulzZeJuO1whVA6_sXrGRKNIrQihDq2LFJonzNl0ldnVXkiiywdBo/s1600/P1010305.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjmKFW9nANPFDnA8O5yAyMMC6GPZ8Q3Do2DIO6rP6K85i67pl0U3MxLMomyzl4ARvvqoo8U5V_xv78J5XhjR1KP12ulzZeJuO1whVA6_sXrGRKNIrQihDq2LFJonzNl0ldnVXkiiywdBo/s320/P1010305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532482787053892098" border="0" /></a><br />Afterwards we collapsed at nearby <a href="http://www.umamiburger.com/">Umami Burger</a> for some umami burgers. Don't believe those know-it-alls on Yelp - the burgers were delicious! The onion rings were gross, though the umami ketchup was delightful. I am now accepting recipes for umami ketchup if there are any culinary whizkids out there who feel like sharing.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuLcSAltiVgb9MIwOui3jy1-tPLaJcDysdEU09FiVeaY-0zhs6XiAtNK7y1592pN4LBnyK9RIiLJMViuWD2YtKwNyYwgXSa8UTkaKhowvLv6RUgAacfPx3tyWPZ-uz6i0mPeRMcZXq0wA/s1600/P1010317.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuLcSAltiVgb9MIwOui3jy1-tPLaJcDysdEU09FiVeaY-0zhs6XiAtNK7y1592pN4LBnyK9RIiLJMViuWD2YtKwNyYwgXSa8UTkaKhowvLv6RUgAacfPx3tyWPZ-uz6i0mPeRMcZXq0wA/s320/P1010317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532482909961502850" border="0" /></a><br />I can't hit Los Feliz without visiting one of my most favorite bookstores on the planet, <a href="http://www.skylightbooks.com/">Skylight Books</a>. They just opened an amazing annex a couple doors down, stocked with magazine, art books and graphic novels! I cruised photo books by Barry Shapiro and Maripol, and made my only purchases of the day: a prized copy of the obscure, ideal women's fashion mag The Gentlewoman (thanks to fellow IBC-er Michael von Braithwaite for turning me on to this - check out her recent blog about Issue 2! And, if anyone has Issue 1, I will buy it off you!) and n+1's What <span style="font-style: italic;">Was </span>the Hipster: A Sociological Investigation, a collection of papers and essays responding to an, um, <span style="font-style: italic;">symposium on hipsterdom </span>that took place at the New School. For real. I'm looking forward to Jennifer Baumgardner's piece on Williamsburg, and an entry titled 'On Douchebags'.<br /><br />I leave you with a final glimpse of my lost love, the only jumpsuit that ever fit me. Good-bye.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhCOTKSOlMqAX-MPgeYKpFguzU7u1lfd6bZOc6iZP0N8IxXeHWtlSP9tr18NEicP461FlA_Ngj698eRThoOjq3FxkmOMKbkUYDuSPVo7GJhisjrLw73ru_Bc6N2wNRK6kQ5ms22yUdz_w/s1600/P1010230.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhCOTKSOlMqAX-MPgeYKpFguzU7u1lfd6bZOc6iZP0N8IxXeHWtlSP9tr18NEicP461FlA_Ngj698eRThoOjq3FxkmOMKbkUYDuSPVo7GJhisjrLw73ru_Bc6N2wNRK6kQ5ms22yUdz_w/s320/P1010230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532483024313300498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><br /><br /></div></div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /><br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Michelle Teahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13878450170178896831noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-76495005198808928962010-10-25T18:44:00.000-07:002010-10-25T18:48:30.877-07:00A Collector's Approach to Fashion Magazines<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo by Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin</td></tr>
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First, a confession: I have never liked fashion magazines. You can name nearly every fashion magazine from <a href="http://www.vogue.com/">Vogue</a>, to <a href="http://www.harpersbazaar.com/">Bazaar</a>, to <a href="http://www.luckymag.com/">Lucky</a>. I don't care for them. Fashion magazine enthusiasts have been dreading the much-discussed death knell of the magazine publishing industry for years, but I've always been unable to understand enthusiasm for what seems like an antiquated, thoroughly beaten out dinosaur of an approach to style. My stance is only mildly one of ideological difference. The repeated articles about how to master the art of seductive dressing, the best make up looks, and any number of tips on "looking great" or getting that "beach bod" do tend to ruffle my cultural feathers a bit, but more than that, they're so BOOOOORING and redundant.<br />
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Here, an impression of the last Vogue I purchased several months ago during a particularly long layover at JFK: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">20 pages of thematically disconnected product ads</span>, anemic article about a Hollywood celebrity I don't care about, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">30 pages of thematically disconnected product ads</span>, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">a dull spread</span>, <b>something I'm supposed to do with my make up</b>, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">more ads</span>, s<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">omething else forgettable</span>, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">ads</span>, end.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I was done ten minutes into my layover and so I purchased <i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twenty_Thousand_Leagues_Under_the_Sea">20,000 Leagues Under the Sea</a></i>. It was fine. I didn't get why Captain Nemo has been so vilified.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">At any rate, the problem, as everyone knows, with the old </span>guard<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> of fashion magazines is that they don't give you anything more than you could get on the internet. So, what if publishers treated fashion magazines as sources of unique experiences to be had, rather than as sources of information? I don't pay for information anymore. I pay for experiences. I'm no </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dionysus">Dionysian</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> devotee, no <a href="http://bestfantasystories.com/true-blood-maryann-forrester-mystery-what-the-heck-is-a-maenad/">Maryann</a> from <a href="http://www.hbo.com/true-blood/index.html">True Blood</a> or anything, but I shop in a store so that I can have the experience of fabric in my hands and maybe I can stop between shops for a pastry, I grind coffee instead of purchasing instant because I like the experience of smelling freshly ground beans-- I like the small rituals of life. I like collecting objects--art, odd items with strange personalities, books with leather-bound spines--because the act of collecting is one of life's most engaging experiences. That's why my two (and possibly ONLY) favorite fashion magazines treat their content like art, like something to be cherished, rather than as overly-cooked information to be consumed. </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Favored magazine number one: </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><i>The Gentlewoman</i></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><br />
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</b></span></div><i><a href="http://www.thegentlewoman.com/">The Gentlewoman</a></i>, only in its second issue (pretty ballsy move, starting a new fashion magazine at the end of the publishing era), is a work of perfection. This is a magazine version of an exquisitely-curated exhibition-- every detail considered, every page a stand alone work of beauty and class. This is a magazine for grown-ups (not in a creepy way), requiring thought, observation, and time. This is a collector's magazine.<br />
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It helps that it comes out in biannual installments (every issue flies out the door, so if you're in the Bay Area act quickly-- you can get one from my favorite magazine store in Oakland--<a href="http://www.issuesshop.com/">Issues</a>), but more than that, the content of each issue can't be found ANYWHERE else. Even <i>The Gentlewoman</i>'s own website is a fairly spare landing page with a brief mission statement and a slim description of the current issue's content.<br />
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Everything about this publication sets it apart from its older fashion magazine genre members. First, the design is clean and intriguing. You won't find messy covers screaming the contents at you in a desperate seeming way. The Autumn/Winter 2010 cover is characteristically minimalist and features a bearded <a href="http://www.foammagazine.nl/portfolio?foto=30">Inez van Lamsweerde</a>, dubbed "the world's best fashion photographer." Which she is. The cover even takes into consideration the major difference between the virtual and the physical: the tactile. Rather than the slick, glossy paper you're accustomed to with magazines, <i>The Gentlewoman</i>'s cover is semi-matte and textured, setting it apart from first touch. Inside, you'll find all the ads are confined to the first ten pages or so and are stylistically in keeping with the overall look of the magazine, even down to the photographic "mood." From there, <i>The Gentlewoman</i> is divided into 3 distinct sections (a bit like exhibition galleries), which they call "parts:"<br />
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How many of those people in "Modernisms" or "Features" do you recognize by name? Only a few, right? That's the other brilliant thing about <i>The Gentlewoman</i>-- they feature people who are actually doing real work in the world, which means you've probably never heard of most of them. The features range from news anchor, <a href="http://www.skypressoffice.co.uk/SkyNews/AboutUs/biography.asp?id=166">Lukwesa Burak</a>, to a British comedian, to a psychotherapist who specializes in helping artists achieve financial wellness, to apples (yes, the fruit) and explore fashion and culture from every possible angle.<br />
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Who gives a shit about <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004266/">Anne Hathaway</a>, how to drive him crazy in the sack, and this Winter's must have eyes??? I would so much rather read an interview with the thoroughly bizarre and incomparably ingenious Inez! She worked with <a href="http://www.alexandermcqueen.com/">Alexander McQueen</a> and wears the strangest array of facial expressions you've ever seen. What has <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/musicblog/2008/aug/08/arekatyperryslyricshomopho">Katy Perry</a> done lately that's not inane? Nothing.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Favored magazine number two:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>Visionaire</i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
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</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><a href="http://www.visionaireworld.com/issues.php">Visionaire</a></i> is arguably not a magazine. At least not in the traditional sense of the word. In fact, <i>Visionaire</i> "is a multi-format album of fashion and art produced in exclusive numbered limited editions." Which is to say, I've never purchased one because I can't afford one (if you think you can afford one, then you can find each issue after its release at <a href="http://www.sfmoma.org/">SFMoMA's</a> bookstore and other locations around the U.S.). BUT I love the fact that they exist (since 1991) and they make all of their content available on their site, which is a small comfort and a large time suck.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Like <i>The Gentlewoman</i>, <i>Visionaire</i> operates within themes. Each issue invites its submitters to explore vague topics such as "Magic," "Solar," "Sound," or--most recently--"Spirit." "Spirit" is dedicated to the memory of Alexander McQueen. The genius of <i>Visionaire</i> is that their submissions come from fashion designers, fashion photographers, world-renowned artists, filmmakers, and musicians. It's an experience extraordinaire! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Issue 48: <i>Magic, </i>features a gold Alhambra charm by <a href="http://www.vancleef-arpels.com/splash.jsp?zone=am&lang=en">Van Cleef & Arpels</a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Issue 48 (above) included contributions by <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001068/">Sofia Coppola</a>, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001814/">Gus Van Sant</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karl_Lagerfeld">Karl Lagerfeld</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mario_Sorrenti">Mario Sorrenti</a>, and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mariko_Mori">Mariko Mori</a>, just to name a few. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Every edition is a multi-media experience, including the tribute to McQueen. Check out the trailer for Issue 58: <i>Spirit </i>(which was released in June):</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I won't spend $6 on an <a href="http://www.instyle.com/instyle/">InStyle</a> or whatever the fuck, but that trailer 100% made me want to drop $300 on a limited edition <i>Spirit</i>. That and the stunning work inside. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.nickknight.com/">Nick Knight's</a> contribution</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://models.com/people/Inez-van-Lamsweerde-and-Vinoodh-Matadin">Inez Van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin's</a> contribution</td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I know nothing about the ins and outs of magazine publishing, know nothing of its future, and am wholly uninterested in the implications of that future. But I do know that in a time of publishing unrest, <i>The Gentlewoman</i> and <i>Visionaire</i> have not only managed to engage someone who is anti-magazine (me), but they have also managed to re-imagine what it means to be a magazine and what the magazine form itself can accomplish. In doing so, they have turned themselves into commodities. Something to be collected, displayed, talked about. They have made themselves the embodiment of couture in magazine form. Well played.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNTSxKGrf2d6zJVU4iCajWlLpjBRhWbf360kibaAFbphF0p8kZuB0IVEAPLSS205MYdSx5ZPYN_7mQcRhIIu6gAfkwTuQutLoDhJHsfEYATKuXj8nDCeegOu4uFCyNnd7zri_iMf4KaXc/s1600/Part+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br />
</a></div>Michael [von] Braithwaitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17977465143603631866noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-48713430465456443972010-10-22T11:18:00.000-07:002010-10-22T12:24:18.174-07:00My Tailor, Myself<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A scene from <a href="http://www.savilerowbespoke.com/fieldday/">Savile Row Field Day</a>, a celebration of wool by bespoke tailors on London's famed Savile Row</td></tr>
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My love affair with custom clothing began a few years ago, when everyone banded together and got me the birthday gift to end all birthday gifts: a trip to buy a handmade suit at <a href="http://alsattire.com/">Al's Attire</a>--a whimsically old-world tailor shop with a modern edge, situated on a cobbled, windy North Beach street.<br />
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Because I am a small guy with narrow shoulders and high sartorial ambitions, the likelihood of me finding a suit that fits off the rack at H&M, Macy's, et. al. is nonexistent. Regardless of body type/gender obstacles, buying a handmade suit is magical: part therapy, part luxury, part art. A great tailor is like an awesome acupuncturist--not entirely necessary when uninitiated but unmistakably vital once discovered.<br />
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My favorite part? In the tradition of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bespoke">bespoke tailoring</a>, Al brings out swaths of fabric like a fairy godmother and asks you to choose the stripe and color of the lining or to pick between subtle shades of gray pinstripe. He has dozens of button shapes and vintage pattern books to spread before you. <i>What color thread? What sort of button hole? Collar? </i>Also, once you've done the fittings and the collaboration is complete, Al's puts a little label with your name on it on the inside of your garment. Swoon.<br />
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The suit I ended up with is a versatile charcoal grey with a smart vest (complete with a ticket pocket)--the basic building block of a gentleman's closet, with a little winking twist here and there. The suit is perfect for weddings, work events, fancy dinners and funerals. As evidenced by <a href="http://www.amctv.com/originals/madmen/">Mad Men</a>, you cannot go wrong with a grey suit.<br />
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After a few years in my grey suit, I wanted something different for my wedding. I didn't have the budget for a whole new navy blue suit (my first choice) so Al and I designed a vest and shirt to go with the grey suit pants. I wanted to work with a brown/blue color palette (with a hint of purple to match Michael's dress--this ended up being reflected in my vest's buttonholes). Here's what we came up with:<br />
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The fabric I picked for the shirt is heavy--almost workman-style-- and brown/tan striped. Al washed it many times to give it a softer feel. The collar and cuff buttons are architectural--double-fastened and looped. The collar foregos a point for a rounder edge and the front of the vest is chocolate brown. You can see the that detailing better here:<br />
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The best part is that my grey suit now has two totally different looks, which is the man on a budget's version of an entirely new outfit.<br />
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Al's sense of modernity is especially evident in his playful, hidden details. Check out this custom suit jacket he made for another client with a flash of yellow blooming under the collar:<br />
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If that weren't enough, Al is also a shoemaker. Like everything else, he can customize them <i>for your feet alone</i>.<br />
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The concept of addressing the nuance of physical difference through making attire from scratch has been a revelation. Clothes should fit you! Fan-fucking-tastic idea.<br />
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And I know Americans are not the first to think of it. The handmade suit is a longstanding British tradition. (Rich) Brits throughout the ages have gone to family-run tailoring businesses on <a href="http://www.savilerowbespoke.com/Home/index.php">Savile Row</a> and had suits built to last decades.<br />
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I often think I have very little desire to visit London and then I find myself salivating over two hundred years of wisdom made material, like with this beauty by Savile Row's <a href="http://www.stuartlamprell.co.uk/home.htm">Stuart Lamprell </a>(featured in <i>The New York Times</i>). Bespoke suit? <i>Oh, it will be done. </i><br />
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Even Lamprell's work in progress is gorgeous:<br />
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My migration toward elegant, fitted clothes has been philosophical as well as aesthetic. I love the idea of paring my closet down to a few pieces of immaculately crafted and curated garments rather than the <a href="http://americanapparel.net/">American Apparel</a> bonanza it currently is (not to knock them, they do the cotton V-neck perfectly, but every day is not a weekend and sharp is sharp). <br />
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The neighborhood laundromat can assist with basic alterations: bringing in a shirt or a pair of pants, for example. But every city has a tailor who is a genius: someone who can transform my store bought clothes into a song of myself. And then there are the few who can shape coats and vests and shirts from scratch.<br />
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All of this has got me thinking: it's greener, cleaner and more beautiful to purchase a little with a lot than a lot with a little. In a world of mass-produced, disposable, ill-fitting clothing, I'm moving in a different direction. As much as possible, I want to stand behind the integrity of my every buttonhole, to have a thoughtful relationship with what I wear.Page McBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09529743767222046408noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-23880488752163851192010-10-21T09:58:00.000-07:002010-10-21T11:53:32.736-07:00Suitable, Essential, AffordableSo, here in SF most people don't need a suit for work. But, don't think that excludes you from needing one altogether. You're going to go to weddings, you are going to go to funerals, this is just inevitable. And there will be other occasions too. The biggest mistake people make is waiting until they have such occasion then rushing around and buying something suitable yet not perfect. Get ahead of the game. Shop for a suit when you least need one. This will ensure you get something that fits right. There is nothing worse then an ill fitted suit. Suits are expensive and there is no way around that. But one nice suit in a proper color should last a lifetime. If you are not full of money to buy endless suits stick to a basic color and fabric that can be worn for any season. It doesn't need to be boring, but, it should go well with your coloring and have flexibility to be changed drastically by using different shirt and tie situations. Black, blue or grey works year round and can be worn for any formal occasion. In this day and age it is not necessary to wear only a black suit to a funeral. Lives are meant to be celebrated. And while black suits may be appropriate for weddings something cheerier like a blue or beige is nice. Most importantly though, is versatility and fit. <br /><br />I am not a huge H&M fan. They do have some ok clothes, my not fan status comes more from the fact that none of it fits me right, and some of it is made like shit. This said, the most affordable not ugly suit you can find will be at <a href="http://www.hm.com/us/#/startns/">H&M</a>. And since I'm always out for the little guy, you'll be happy to know that these will also come readily available in the smaller sizes. Here's Will Arnett from Arrested Development(funniest show ever) wearing an H&M suit. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-UM-KOp_-7iohRq63kKXmucgMwIRDWyEDJ8p6hZew5YlYKwlKsiIQUfX7pcYoLL-NC0n23wfW9tN_yyAsYX1BGcKCH90mHjiDxQrTYavO60k2FQdd8FDs1PRGsR27YQSKTsH542e0Vxn/s1600/00002f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA-UM-KOp_-7iohRq63kKXmucgMwIRDWyEDJ8p6hZew5YlYKwlKsiIQUfX7pcYoLL-NC0n23wfW9tN_yyAsYX1BGcKCH90mHjiDxQrTYavO60k2FQdd8FDs1PRGsR27YQSKTsH542e0Vxn/s400/00002f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530552544249956146" /></a><br /><br />The second most affordable suits you can find are vintage. Vintage suits are great. You only need to watch Mad Men to know this is true. Though the suits on there are not vintage but tailor made for those guys. Anyway, the only problem with vintage suits is that they are VERY high wasted, so if you don't like that, don't buy them. They are not ALL great so be very careful where you get them and NO polyester thank you. Don't expect them to be dirt cheap because a well made vintage suit that has been well cared for throughout the years will probably set you back more then a new suit at H&M. You can also run into tailoring problems with vintage suits as they have more often then not already been tailor fitted to some other bloke. Like Cary Grant perchance. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqND1iicJ-FFlUuzEF6dLL22Z8h3G8tza6lWKOmf_QSLTJZq7I6deLwdK8AgqU85o65GxLKVG5CsXudlvjKm3IFakTpHuIAaT1WOZxVG2whyWT_i1EirgmO5InCm34G8jig3Rj6G5DiwNd/s1600/North-by-Northwest_Cary-Grant_mid-crop-dusting1.bmp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqND1iicJ-FFlUuzEF6dLL22Z8h3G8tza6lWKOmf_QSLTJZq7I6deLwdK8AgqU85o65GxLKVG5CsXudlvjKm3IFakTpHuIAaT1WOZxVG2whyWT_i1EirgmO5InCm34G8jig3Rj6G5DiwNd/s400/North-by-Northwest_Cary-Grant_mid-crop-dusting1.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530559701483881170" /></a><br />If you live here in the Bay area the best place I've found for vintage guys suits is <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/la-rosa-vintage-san-francisco">La Rosa</a> on Haight Street. If you're like me then you usually want to be left alone when shopping. But, when suit shopping it is very useful to have some knowledgeable help as it can be overwhelming and is a pricey purchase. The staff at La Rosa can tell you if something fits right and if where it doesn't can be tailored to fit right. Take advantage of their know-how. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUODo8PyGt6ATJxQtC-8Ta1jXn4LAXlcmLy7mf73EmxJr2hGv90sazWDKV_8bvGCs_yMAJDX_Mp9n9QS9enj8RbBU732eOu4sKpnMUMXuOSNX5hAxCw6poBJ-GOS7_QfZcvAbiF-cIXOM/s1600/GetImage.ashx.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUODo8PyGt6ATJxQtC-8Ta1jXn4LAXlcmLy7mf73EmxJr2hGv90sazWDKV_8bvGCs_yMAJDX_Mp9n9QS9enj8RbBU732eOu4sKpnMUMXuOSNX5hAxCw6poBJ-GOS7_QfZcvAbiF-cIXOM/s400/GetImage.ashx.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530556930029494226" /></a><br />Another place in SF you can try is <a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/idol-vintage-san-francisco">Idol Vintage</a>. They have a smaller selection and will offer less help. Be extra careful of a polyester blend here. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEp_KT83cwCYhM7utfovIX52qVymeJjIWd_a-ho24CanMAin6hDlBq3ugbhYcsqoZH2MUW97aBWdeOHQ_2bSdYoVq5d2RItix0g1VFyeO40Y0o1AMNXlMsETJ0usE6rFir9P7JrXOJSGH/s1600/idol-vintage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizEp_KT83cwCYhM7utfovIX52qVymeJjIWd_a-ho24CanMAin6hDlBq3ugbhYcsqoZH2MUW97aBWdeOHQ_2bSdYoVq5d2RItix0g1VFyeO40Y0o1AMNXlMsETJ0usE6rFir9P7JrXOJSGH/s400/idol-vintage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530557873018100322" /></a><br />(Strangely similar store fronts, no?)<br /><br />Side note: Vintage suits are harder to separate. You know, wear the pants with a sweater or jacket or the blazer with jeans. Keep these things in mind while shopping if they are important to you. Which they should be. <br /><br />Moving on up the line of cost comes <a href="http://bananarepublic.gap.com/">Banana Republic</a>. These will have a more formal vibe and are pretty well made. And Banana also looks out for the little guy carrying the smaller sizes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uyx1g_BHX9hF_Pk6AJq2R4Iwz_bi_Y1vYpL_fvd2RCSuj00CTyJvb5JTeeQ1cmy1WmRTkO6wP1bpRmp6zIhZxpNmantOy6UwDKA1zfv8K3Qj6kzYhNphzhP5mzFbjcTrcPK4mc7dRJA5/s1600/br-otf-out19059odv01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 375px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uyx1g_BHX9hF_Pk6AJq2R4Iwz_bi_Y1vYpL_fvd2RCSuj00CTyJvb5JTeeQ1cmy1WmRTkO6wP1bpRmp6zIhZxpNmantOy6UwDKA1zfv8K3Qj6kzYhNphzhP5mzFbjcTrcPK4mc7dRJA5/s400/br-otf-out19059odv01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530563206395423026" /></a><br /><br />Next up is <a href="http://www.jcrew.com/mens-clothing.jsp">J.Crew</a>. They offer nice fabrics, slim fits and if you go to a bigger store may have some helpful staff. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioMdxpWSVOVgM_3GSDKKSp5VE1PPIrSvsc3AGcbRINQYdXbXHPrWSEeM4wOLMxQfNrkrAQbRvkffDwHPLPGzNYvSckcnbw21BJDCY2RisDdsVObY2TJYtq0scDTmtabssKwNf94LzgBOqi/s1600/erez-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 393px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioMdxpWSVOVgM_3GSDKKSp5VE1PPIrSvsc3AGcbRINQYdXbXHPrWSEeM4wOLMxQfNrkrAQbRvkffDwHPLPGzNYvSckcnbw21BJDCY2RisDdsVObY2TJYtq0scDTmtabssKwNf94LzgBOqi/s400/erez-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530565243981309666" /></a><br /><br />Finally, <a href="http://www.bensherman.com:80/">Ben Sherman</a> suits. These are great because they have the vintage vibe without the too high waists. And the Mad Men vibe without the stuffy boardroom or midlife crisis.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_WOSZiItr2VmLcXjt1BRFM8qJyxihgcT7RC2pQ9PV_5-fBK2k5UrgFruU7LUl3oDH1CwglkvalaKNofu8sWUUgSfSvVKwWaH6hXVZcd1VANDRGueQgwbeC-Ghww7kSSayEdqbJp1IE3U/s1600/image1xl.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 370px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_WOSZiItr2VmLcXjt1BRFM8qJyxihgcT7RC2pQ9PV_5-fBK2k5UrgFruU7LUl3oDH1CwglkvalaKNofu8sWUUgSfSvVKwWaH6hXVZcd1VANDRGueQgwbeC-Ghww7kSSayEdqbJp1IE3U/s400/image1xl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530572022345120690" /></a><br /><br />These are the most affordable places to get suits. If you've got more money to blow then hit Saks, or Barney's or Bloomie's for christ's sake. Find a salesperson you feel comfortable with and get to it. Just don't get too brand obsessed. Dying for a Band of Outsider's suit? Fine, but don't purchase online, you must try it on and it must fit properly not just be Band of Outsiders.<br /><br />Hey little guy, two or one button blazers, you want as big a V as possible to make you appear taller.<br /><br />Hey everyone, unless you are of perfect proportions(which you aren't, trust me), do not pass GO after purchasing your suit. What I'm saying is do not take it home. Proceed directly to a tailor and have proper alterations done. Wherever you make your purchase should be able to give you a recommendation of one nearby their store. <br /><br />Another side note: <a href="http://us.topman.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/TopCategoriesDisplay?storeId=13051&catalogId=33059">Topman</a> was not included in this post because I have never been there nor seen in person a suit from there. If you live in NYC check it out. <br /><br />And readers please feel free to ask me any questions. You can leave them as comments or email me directly at: leoplass@gmail.comLeo Plasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10983117600882183562noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-57554033269745518102010-10-20T22:42:00.000-07:002010-10-20T22:45:25.496-07:00Looks I Love: Spring 2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>There are three things happening in fashion right now that make me really happy. 1)Pattern Mixing 2)Large Scale Applique Style Prints 3)SEVENTIES GLAM. Below are my favorites for Spring 2011. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chris Kane</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beyonce <i>workin</i> the look</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTxBi6-hAOxI4BqNIQMXXQIJEsM-_xxOpkegnJngvwfkkYGmIOa2JNb0fXr9cx87WGaMITPhNFc6B2P6859M0q66MXArS6BGzwTumujaWlfGOpZe6Ydll_D6Os0xSc_wcki9GQV_zC5no/s1600/gallery_main-72058EP_BEYONCE_B-GR_11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div> Pattern Mixing done right = richness. I love this trend because it reminds me of the way I imagined magical worlds as a child. Layers and layers of discovery, interest and complexity everywhere you look. Obviously it has to be done right... Etro and Erdem are geniuses at working this idea in a classic, romantic way, while Chris Kane's approach reminds me of late-90s graffitti -- evolved away from the roundness and shattered. And Beyonce gets this sooooo right! Plus, I thought we could use some THIGHS in this post, since there are none to be found on the runway. You feel me?<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Large Scale Applique-Style Prints</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Louis Vuitton</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Erdem</td></tr>
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So, I'm not an expert on textile history, but I do a little bit about Edwardian fashion, and back in the day, the kinds of patterns you see above would have been either embroidered or cut and appliqued on. I don't know if that was due to trend or technology, but that's why when I see these designs I think of appliques. This is a signature look for Erdem, but others, like Louis Vuitton, are experimenting with it this season as well.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">SEVENTIES GLAM</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pucci</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etro</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Etro</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gucci</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Marc Jacobs</td></tr>
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As mentioned in <a href="http://ironingboardcollective.blogspot.com/2010/07/whip-appeal_21.html">previous posts</a>, The Seventies, a decade which I just *barley* managed to be born in have long been an obsession of mine. I have never met a wooden platform, a low-cut flare jean or a high-waist wide-leg trouser I didn't like. Looking around lately it seems that in the real world stores are still with the pleated pants/strong shoulder 80s stuff, but with any luck, we'll see The Seventies in a Forever 21 near you come spring.<br />
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BONUS: The lead designs in the Gucci show BLEW MY MIND. These outfits are a master class in how to make a garment that is tailored and draped at the same time -- a feat only a master could manage, incidentally. Also, they're sexy and glamorous without being slutty and ostentatious. Also, the color palette makes me think of a Mediterranean beach town at 4:00 on a summer afternoon.<br />
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CarrieCarrie Leilam Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13020887935345197818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-30646717247699824912010-10-19T09:01:00.000-07:002010-10-19T10:19:16.765-07:00An Interview With Geren Lockhart of GEREN FORD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg47l_19pShyphenhyphenudbv7K2fj9vv6cz-n2muL7XPpowQx8OlHcFC0yXQkrGH_kNZAhTHJQA7Vqyg4QSIFDDfBy5OOBYR_pPoX53N-VJ0okv4Vp6HqtZOB9murg1M8lFQwqR5FNtIxJxyhqFgJc/s1600/17.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg47l_19pShyphenhyphenudbv7K2fj9vv6cz-n2muL7XPpowQx8OlHcFC0yXQkrGH_kNZAhTHJQA7Vqyg4QSIFDDfBy5OOBYR_pPoX53N-VJ0okv4Vp6HqtZOB9murg1M8lFQwqR5FNtIxJxyhqFgJc/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529788775382428258" border="0" /></a><br />Hi, it's fall and all I want to do is wear <span style="font-style: italic;">pants. </span>Like the pleated, high-waisted ones I found piles of at a Goodwill in Southern California, or any by Geren Ford, starting with these skinny, leathery <span style="font-style: italic;">Blade Runner-</span>y gems. <a href="http://www.gerenford.com/">Geren Ford</a> is an L.A.-based line whose FW10/11 is a bounty of interesting pants plus flouncy girlish tops and ankle-length dresses that give off a sort of somber Great Gatsby vibe. In addition to her primary line, Geren Ford designer Geren Lockhart creates the secondary <a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/category.jsp?navCount=7&navAction=poppushpush&popId=WOMENS&pushId=WOMENS_COLLECTIONS&id=W_COLL_HAWKSGATEWAY">HAWKS</a> By Geren Ford for Urban Outfitters (whose sale rack gets marked down to thrift store price, broke folk and cheap people!). I've got an amazing hot pink HAWKS top that's all cute and blousy in the the front, while the back is held together by a single button at the top and is totally open and scandalous. I wore it on a date once, and as I walked away from the table to use the bathroom my date fell madly in love with me. Be careful! Anyway, in addition to these two lines, Geren Lockhart pens a great lifestyle <a href="http://blog.gerenford.com/">blog</a> for GerenFord.com that makes me want to run away to the Shagri-La of her Southern California, loafing at artisan bakeries in Ojai and stealing avocados from her own backyard. She took a moment away from conjuring what we'll be wearing next year to give me an interview.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLnCKXc-C8fEw8JQqubnoY3XVP-y5bVD6TLzDujtemNyLF_CepZ4TFbpIuPRlar2poKpHLwhm8tP0wl6EcFZhzMH_YAisEQIudPp1q4RJUnNjZKJDR-chGym2_syaM4uVUW6WoPzME-w/s1600/8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKLnCKXc-C8fEw8JQqubnoY3XVP-y5bVD6TLzDujtemNyLF_CepZ4TFbpIuPRlar2poKpHLwhm8tP0wl6EcFZhzMH_YAisEQIudPp1q4RJUnNjZKJDR-chGym2_syaM4uVUW6WoPzME-w/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529792526081211730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IRONING BOARD COLLECTIVE: </span>What were the inspirations behind your current fall line?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GEREN LOCKHART:<a href="http://www.francis-bacon.com/"> </a></span><a href="http://www.francis-bacon.com/">Francis Bacon</a> and his work space.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzqPFUCiQNfyvGRJ3BxX-aiuasVLv-RY4PX7DSOyK3M4fMBzWM9PedK7_4RH6bdPlJ_oFeOZlRXqw6YjeCxdK2ZVi6Tzs51H3zN-k6VZ9UQ_ZhgUa6wK5O6yRmQv6ZxtQoxLdI1Wt78Eg/s1600/art-bacon.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzqPFUCiQNfyvGRJ3BxX-aiuasVLv-RY4PX7DSOyK3M4fMBzWM9PedK7_4RH6bdPlJ_oFeOZlRXqw6YjeCxdK2ZVi6Tzs51H3zN-k6VZ9UQ_ZhgUa6wK5O6yRmQv6ZxtQoxLdI1Wt78Eg/s320/art-bacon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529793939961450930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Francis Bacon: Genius? Hoarder? No one says you can't be both.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span></span></span>Geren Ford is largely inspired by all the traveling you do. What are your top five cities?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Paris, New York, Los Angeles, London, Buenos Aires<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Your pieces mix elements of New York City and Los Angeles. What do you see as the dominant styles for each coast, and how do you blend them in your designs?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>New York for me is a lot about function, and that making things that work as well as are beautiful. Los Angeles for me is a bit more personal, and making things that tell a story. Together we strive to have things that work and are pretty, while always telling a story.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsno5mJxY70IGEZxPrKVdnXC4Y8W5fjK4d0KxqfQRQb4Z34tAGY0PyMW9YuY2xZY3JkkOEFjRJEEHDQ4A6krTcqTChfCbN03VNU7yL36edLk4sjMFMsPxFfCV18ILSL1tV9kzj4fs000/s1600/15.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsno5mJxY70IGEZxPrKVdnXC4Y8W5fjK4d0KxqfQRQb4Z34tAGY0PyMW9YuY2xZY3JkkOEFjRJEEHDQ4A6krTcqTChfCbN03VNU7yL36edLk4sjMFMsPxFfCV18ILSL1tV9kzj4fs000/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529795959310315314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>I love your HAWKS line for Urban Outfitters! How does it differ conceptually from your main line?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>HAWKS is all about the relationship with Urban and working off the relationships that they already have with their customers. It's a chance for us to reach a demographic that we can't except by partnering with a major retailer, and I've always loved Urban Outfitters so it's a perfect match. We get to take a few more chances and tell smaller stories more often.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrav2YITFp3omnpHNcT3hffARysW4NDeRN17QEviiISPzjh1T6_1tTg7V5dAIYXOm3dYUkqaMFgXy5V5QbQdl2UaBR0sAy8xAlDEfOAu6Whdzalt6HAPgzzyIsnxdQm00CEhUZzrquuo/s1600/UO.preview.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrav2YITFp3omnpHNcT3hffARysW4NDeRN17QEviiISPzjh1T6_1tTg7V5dAIYXOm3dYUkqaMFgXy5V5QbQdl2UaBR0sAy8xAlDEfOAu6Whdzalt6HAPgzzyIsnxdQm00CEhUZzrquuo/s320/UO.preview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529797032341736818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">That's my magic shirt, third from the left. Business in the front, party in the back.</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Your excellent blog has a great list of fashion documentaries. Which is your favorite, and what documentary would you like to see made?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>I have to say I was most surprised and entertained by <a href="http://www.lagerfeldconfidentiel.com/index.cfm?lng=en">Lagerfeld Confidential</a>, and I'd love to see the story of Alexander McQueen be put to film, or rather cross my fingers that someone's had a camera pointed at him over the last few decades.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-bpRXduVkN7Rs7Iv3Bpg9ff6n_isVnZVEVDaOny5dq2uPxoEqRrOzgtDMIOZTD70dx6Mo4KZRYtGsI80Hgpy0HwAqyTOVXfbRl3dmqgrA0cxFMB_QDdnyJ58T_5hc531mL7aRakq9FEY/s1600/lagerfeld_confidential1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-bpRXduVkN7Rs7Iv3Bpg9ff6n_isVnZVEVDaOny5dq2uPxoEqRrOzgtDMIOZTD70dx6Mo4KZRYtGsI80Hgpy0HwAqyTOVXfbRl3dmqgrA0cxFMB_QDdnyJ58T_5hc531mL7aRakq9FEY/s320/lagerfeld_confidential1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529798432305540370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>How do you channel a new line? Do you make lists, is it intuitive, do things come to you in dreams?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>It's a collective process, I spend every day with eyes and ears open collecting information and allowing myself organic reactions to art and film and experiences. When the time comes to put a collection into work I put that dreamy storytelling stuff together with what we need to or want to have in our lives.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfAlspLqCPXSB2KPydWauXiyK0D7OwkDAUL0g82TKpFh6SfTJ9nyzpO9NjjOnLSpOHSzysqaGBUmp8R2WDqoAXoekHBQF0KtAGe9XI1jHYOoLIgGtC6N3B7nF6G3ejOSzh3Xt1vEWACrY/s1600/7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfAlspLqCPXSB2KPydWauXiyK0D7OwkDAUL0g82TKpFh6SfTJ9nyzpO9NjjOnLSpOHSzysqaGBUmp8R2WDqoAXoekHBQF0KtAGe9XI1jHYOoLIgGtC6N3B7nF6G3ejOSzh3Xt1vEWACrY/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529799324603983138" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What did you dress like in high school?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Six months ahead of everyone else, since my dad lived in SoHo in NYC and I did my shopping there. I was always wearing stuff that no one else was yet.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHdm11cNI7l_DVuiDg3quD5U-ZfNVTKkVdBRGyvpMR0Byd2qxQoDVaGSCAE6M7lpOQDHNDM8fY5S8D81DE21Toaor21MJebjFPDVvxwnOEU8MLAdb-g08W24YQuFAPg-NzqdfkNp6pXoE/s1600/26.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHdm11cNI7l_DVuiDg3quD5U-ZfNVTKkVdBRGyvpMR0Byd2qxQoDVaGSCAE6M7lpOQDHNDM8fY5S8D81DE21Toaor21MJebjFPDVvxwnOEU8MLAdb-g08W24YQuFAPg-NzqdfkNp6pXoE/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529799835198123058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;">IBC: </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">What has been your most glamorous fashion moment thus far?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Being asked to be in the pages of British Vogue. And having my photo end up in the story.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Was there ever a moment when you were like - screw this fashion thing! What made you keep going?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Yes, for sure. I think the response from the end consumer about how their lives are better because of the line is the primary reason for putting one foot in front of the other in moments like that, and then there's my completely crazy thought that I can make anything happen.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLIKrsBtcSL_BBz7-4FZxxGoH5GrXZFwjwPhw0PymuMlUP0pvyvCGGliwsVIRO6mx1ZzBTeu0S94_T5L6amgj8elJqSjGVQNbYQQyJAcfUJUsz5pk6rKxNrXs5ITDG4TZCW1cPNjYudDI/s1600/14.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLIKrsBtcSL_BBz7-4FZxxGoH5GrXZFwjwPhw0PymuMlUP0pvyvCGGliwsVIRO6mx1ZzBTeu0S94_T5L6amgj8elJqSjGVQNbYQQyJAcfUJUsz5pk6rKxNrXs5ITDG4TZCW1cPNjYudDI/s320/14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529800979501081826" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>If you weren't a designer what would your 1st runner up dream job be?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Chef, or interior designer - I love spaces even more than I love clothes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguz3Cvjslu_VB7TwhKNRwvf0BJnL2h1ZLIYTiLNqN2fpGUcGFu1OhTvAnFCCXUXyf2PbFsQHH8tnxT5Vvdw2S4ak7OpnQ9-sIj-tiv-gTtdvA0h0_i63oBt0UUHVhn5S5entpDiBCvyN0/s1600/5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguz3Cvjslu_VB7TwhKNRwvf0BJnL2h1ZLIYTiLNqN2fpGUcGFu1OhTvAnFCCXUXyf2PbFsQHH8tnxT5Vvdw2S4ak7OpnQ9-sIj-tiv-gTtdvA0h0_i63oBt0UUHVhn5S5entpDiBCvyN0/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529801414127998242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What fictional character would you most like to dress?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>She's not fictional, but she's not alive. Coco Chanel.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitEQeH4pKwqb-K_6_ClwSbLEftH1aDdJBmoXYjzzXr9KurnmKzRdAYKxKqPDlot7G1ERvRgffg3sqebYF8r8Ppm3hYoh_lq8d7uSW-ISHsRyjNBGJtXpVElCwxxXhKzh9IxtYyUKQb4V4/s1600/23.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitEQeH4pKwqb-K_6_ClwSbLEftH1aDdJBmoXYjzzXr9KurnmKzRdAYKxKqPDlot7G1ERvRgffg3sqebYF8r8Ppm3hYoh_lq8d7uSW-ISHsRyjNBGJtXpVElCwxxXhKzh9IxtYyUKQb4V4/s320/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529801753177655378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What's your zodiac sign?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Libra with Virgo and Libra risings . . . all in the balance zone of the zodiac.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What are you reading right now?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Travel guides for my next few trips. I just finished <span style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/9780385340854">The Cookbook Collector</a> </span>and am now making my way through <span style="font-style: italic;">Accidental Billionaires</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Medium Raw</span>.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGDrMcePeRtpxSGCiBdNNsCZyBwb3rPAJ8ueOz5zGw-TwhCnX5ZJ52YRbUC6z91uxus4ZdD5lZaicsY-BuaI3yRCp-rWftwpxkmMOGBZY_zajzACvzNpfWSwBKIlqAsrQhKulaUIicvU/s1600/19.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGDrMcePeRtpxSGCiBdNNsCZyBwb3rPAJ8ueOz5zGw-TwhCnX5ZJ52YRbUC6z91uxus4ZdD5lZaicsY-BuaI3yRCp-rWftwpxkmMOGBZY_zajzACvzNpfWSwBKIlqAsrQhKulaUIicvU/s320/19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529803596336931938" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Do you prefer to wear pants or skirts and why?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>No preference . . . just whatever fits my mood and tells the best story that day.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMdwaa7hLJ2oYkrcNZmR6HCTNWoRjEDSJPZdovdnZBrjF86A1VmhVoaFhbtfqeKkUvVIdfoQ1DWvg8d0c9e62C9bwUT-HpQkiuilbJ3ROVX9ndFayzPtskODNEyBxkbsc7dpwXuOzVYPk/s1600/11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMdwaa7hLJ2oYkrcNZmR6HCTNWoRjEDSJPZdovdnZBrjF86A1VmhVoaFhbtfqeKkUvVIdfoQ1DWvg8d0c9e62C9bwUT-HpQkiuilbJ3ROVX9ndFayzPtskODNEyBxkbsc7dpwXuOzVYPk/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529802833787792914" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What trend are you most psyched about right now, and what would you like to see go away?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>Long skirts I am in love with. Bike shorts I am not.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOpbRmK1lsqcrQ-aiYuR84MEXI9uTS0o70n79k-UphUQl_hxfunacXP9XBrhnxzq0jw3Y3o4WR-lO7egMxWrcdiapp9QLQQhtXUHD7L7O0OiNOxrZy5BlljDuguOLE5zG0C6So7pv_2I/s1600/4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOpbRmK1lsqcrQ-aiYuR84MEXI9uTS0o70n79k-UphUQl_hxfunacXP9XBrhnxzq0jw3Y3o4WR-lO7egMxWrcdiapp9QLQQhtXUHD7L7O0OiNOxrZy5BlljDuguOLE5zG0C6So7pv_2I/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529803179753951394" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What non-fashion things are you obsessed with right now?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GL: </span>The food rebirth in America. Travel, always crazy for travel. Art and how it's now mainstream.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONzo08auKgtv5AF8hJNdXw4hyP_Jct93qUb-CffmUGrHtInG4PuTy9_GtB7RAA3m6Hiq7YOR5IjIQYHYWAR7fV6xv4juQKViBTvaVAiGw7w1ycdy3GkrkXkIR4-ZousvnHieW-SBn6ZQ/s1600/img_large.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONzo08auKgtv5AF8hJNdXw4hyP_Jct93qUb-CffmUGrHtInG4PuTy9_GtB7RAA3m6Hiq7YOR5IjIQYHYWAR7fV6xv4juQKViBTvaVAiGw7w1ycdy3GkrkXkIR4-ZousvnHieW-SBn6ZQ/s320/img_large.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529804046405002162" border="0" /></a><br />Thanks Geren! And thanks also to Beth Lisick! Here she is in another great Geren Ford dress at Litquake a couple weeks ago. The fabric looks like wood or a moth's wing and is beautiful.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-O8Bwgn9bnkQkzwLKxHyuSeHe2ObmCXUxtv1fg68QSWmcCA0jbhmmvVPX1cUdeVQc-2nkCKeaRcYhryhvlfi1514nEaIKpiY8j244oyOcY9ny4Oo1IEzjqIRzIoHcmKoKJWsMwbEjcBI/s1600/66261_441179356011_655196011_5805758_7613126_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-O8Bwgn9bnkQkzwLKxHyuSeHe2ObmCXUxtv1fg68QSWmcCA0jbhmmvVPX1cUdeVQc-2nkCKeaRcYhryhvlfi1514nEaIKpiY8j244oyOcY9ny4Oo1IEzjqIRzIoHcmKoKJWsMwbEjcBI/s320/66261_441179356011_655196011_5805758_7613126_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529805148885691074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGDrMcePeRtpxSGCiBdNNsCZyBwb3rPAJ8ueOz5zGw-TwhCnX5ZJ52YRbUC6z91uxus4ZdD5lZaicsY-BuaI3yRCp-rWftwpxkmMOGBZY_zajzACvzNpfWSwBKIlqAsrQhKulaUIicvU/s1600/19.jpg"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div>Michelle Teahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13878450170178896831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-44608531647660117702010-10-18T16:52:00.000-07:002010-10-18T16:55:24.507-07:00Bag Hag<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Hey! You know what's supposed to be really popular this Fall? </span><a href="http://www.fashion-style.becomegorgeous.com/handbags/fall_2010_envelope_bags_fashion_trend-2614.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Envelope bags</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. You know what I have no use for? Envelope bags. I don't take issue with envelope bags, I just never find myself in a scenario thinking "I wish I had a drastically smaller bag." Most of the time my bag is like a second house. I pack extra layers, an evening scarf (different from my daytime scarf), books (yes, I still read the paper ones--my life has more than enough technology in it), and any number of odd item I decide to bring along for god knows what reason. If I shop, there needs to be enough room for my purchases (unless the purchase is shoes) since I try not to accumulate extra disposable bags. This all calls for a bag that has a PRESENCE.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Additionally, this Fall I'm leaning more towards the dystopian fisherman look. Moody landscape photography a la </span><a href="http://www.toddhido.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Todd Hido</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> and avant cello music by </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.zoekeating.com/projects.html">Zoe Keating</a> helps</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. I think I also might be borderline inspired by my fat cat, who always looks like she's on the ready to return to the wilds of some Norwegian forest. I should be on the ready for that, too. As such, I'm on constant lookout for cozy cable sweaters I can curl up in, oversize coats with dramatic collars, and chunky boots (mission accomplished this weekend, with these </span><a href="http://www.infinityshoes.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&products_id=1337&cPath=67&m1track=googlebase&utm_source=googlebase&utm_medium=cse&utm_campaign=export_feed&source=#googlebase"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Miz Mooz Lennox Boots</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">). There's a lot of leather happening. And that's just fine because there's a lot of leather happening in handbags this Fall, so it makes perusing an easy affair.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Celine, as per Phoebe Philo's usual genius, has some great bags for Fall/Winter 2010/2011 that can handle my life and its daily accouterments. Clean lines, an interesting combination of materials, and perfect color combinations. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Something about Louis Vuitton's womens collections is always off-putting to me. Maybe it's that I once knew someone I suspect was a pathological liar who claimed to have received an entire set of L.V. luggage for her 16th birthday that she was unimpressed with and so she had her father return it but for a small hand bag that she always carried around. She would eventually offer to fly she and I to Italy in a helicopter for a different birthday (because helicopters can TOTALLY make it across the ocean). As much as I can appreciate that sort of fantasy absurdist sentiment, it left a foul taste in my mouth that extends to my feelings about Louis Vuitton bags. Don't offer me a helicopter ride you can't deliver.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Luckily, Louis Vuitton makes amazing mens handbags, because we're finally in a century where men admit that they, too, need handbags. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Louis Vuitton's Fall/Winter collection for 2010/2011 was inspired by Vienna's artist community in the first half of the 20th Century. Drawing from the ways in which the likes of <a href="http://www.kafka-franz.com/kafka-Biography.htm">Franz Kafka</a> and <a href="http://www.egon-schiele.net/">Egon Schiele</a> blended bohemian leisure style with business fashion, the line is called "Bleisure," which frankly doesn't sit well on the tongue, but it does rest easy on the eyes.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The bag at the top of this post is what heaven looks like. I'm sure the leather feels like the butteriest of buttery leather and that it would patina with an unrivaled perfection. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The material and color combination on the vertically-oriented bags below come in a close second. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I will have my life of...blei...sure. Yes, BLEISURE!</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">So obviously Europe has the corner market on well-known, well-made handbags, but what about America? Occasionally I try to only purchase things made in the USA or, even MORE difficult, locally. I do what I can to stave off the inevitable robot wars with China in the coming decades. FYI, China will 100% win a robot war, because we don't even make those here anymore.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Hands down, my favorite American bag designer/maker is </span><a href="http://www.billykirk.com/page.cfm?xid=1"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Billy Kirk</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. I featured one of their all leather shoulder pouches in an earlier post, but for the Fall, check out their travel bags. Buckles, oiled leather, sturdy fabric. So fun! And made in the pastoral landscape of Pennsylvania.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.billykirk.com/page.cfm?id_product=34917235&type=1&product_group=21844278&xid=53753800"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">No. 165 Medium Carryall</span></span></a></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.billykirk.com/page.cfm?id_product=59432422&type=1&product_group=21844278&xid=53753800"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">No. 164 Steamer Bag</span></span></a></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><a href="http://www.glaserdesigns.com/index.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Glaser Designs</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">, in San Francisco, handles everything from design to production in their SOMA studio. How pleasantly 19th Century! </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I'm not a fan of their handbags, but I want to live inside this satchel and the duffel below.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Glaser Designs, </span></span><a href="http://www.glaserdesigns.com/Pages/DuffelBags/DuffelBagIntro.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Duffel Bag</span></span></a></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Finally, there is always </span><a href="http://www.thehitchinpost.com/aboutus.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The Hitchin' Post</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">, owned by Ellen and Bob Chandler, purveyors of handmade deerskin leather products since 1995. Ellen and Bob are your answer to the challenge, "if you're going to wear animal products, you should be able to kill it yourself." I mean, yeah, but then what? I don't know how to fashion hides. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">You can bring them your own tanned hides and they'll turn them into a bag. True story. Now just learn how to tan a hide.</span></span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">To any and all vegan/vegetarian readers out there, yes, I know this was animal product central. I used to have a collection of canvas bags. <a href="http://loyaltyandblood.com/products-page/letter-tote-bags/">Loyalty and Blood</a> was my favorite--they make bags with different letters on them. I had a flowery letter L. I could have gotten M, since that's what my name starts with, but L was so much prettier. I used to wear it around with my <a href="http://www.houseofholland.co.uk/">House of Holland</a> shirt that reads "Do Me Daily Christopher Baily." I was a walking font attack. At any rate, that bag only lasted a short period of time, as all canvas bags do. The neon trend faded somewhat, too, so now I wear my House of Holland shirt and my old American Apparel leggings as jam jams. There's something superbly American about turning things like that into pajamas. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">Point being, any leather boots and bags I have, I've had for 5-10 years. They age, they get better, they change their personalities according to their patinas, it's an ever-evolving relationship. They're not in the city dump with all the <a href="http://www.toms.com/">Tom's</a> shoes and canvas totes in varying states of ruin. After the robot wars we'll only have clothes made of animal hides anyway.</span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>Michael [von] Braithwaitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17977465143603631866noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-47456320769331924362010-10-14T10:11:00.000-07:002010-10-14T12:40:54.327-07:00Guy BasicsSo as fun as fashion can be you've got to get your basics down to really look and feel good. Start with your face. The people have realized that guys need products too. This is nice but, it leads to that overwhelming amount of products to choose from that women deal with constantly. Keep it simple. You don't need 10 different face washes and creams. If you need to shave, use shaving cream and a nice razor. Disposable razors are fine, so long as you dispose of them after a few uses. If you get yourself a razor you can save money in the long run by buying cartridges instead of full razors. The environment will thank you also for not creating as much waste.<br /><br />Here's my favorite from <a href="http://www.theartofshaving.com/">The Art of Shaving</a>. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrFSv27VKJ6K2ML1F9SUfHYrwXiLJ5nCLmY4ZytKJ7SyZBvZDJf4Ry_yS4W6nNDmbqZo5FBzHqeDC2b5N_7Qq_p6SymAq9x9veZaL_T6ifq0qU_-ZuXsQV4f3klcjJoQfOijlpn0JZdZlN/s1600/60018-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrFSv27VKJ6K2ML1F9SUfHYrwXiLJ5nCLmY4ZytKJ7SyZBvZDJf4Ry_yS4W6nNDmbqZo5FBzHqeDC2b5N_7Qq_p6SymAq9x9veZaL_T6ifq0qU_-ZuXsQV4f3klcjJoQfOijlpn0JZdZlN/s400/60018-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527955309588074962" /></a><br /><br />Don't let them confuse you with all that newfangled 3 blade, 5 blade, 20 blade shit. I think 3 blades work good enough and are way cheaper than the 5 blade, but, if you get a lot of in-grown hairs maybe you should try the 5 blade. Just don't go 1 blade and don't skimp too much. It is your face after all.<br /><br />People will try to sell you on oils and brushes and all sorts of stuff for shaving. It's not all that necessary so long as you use a couple good products. I really like <a href="http://www.kiehls.com/">Kiehl's</a>. It used to be because they only had a few simple men's products, but, they got the memo and are out of control with them now. The "Ultimate Brushless Shave Cream - White Eagle" works great. It also lasts forever as you put on only a very thin layer. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIXNp0nbE-9fcDJwr3FjS8XWNFfBdbREwgJgxFK-YXnqOlk3KkcSvM8nxHC-bw4j_Ea_gV55_Cdcu6PVBD9OSf7ULCl72jrlZDbp9QCF2fsu8fdy0xfkTSumM6WJfE4oIwQQPP1PbM8QO/s1600/31vyz90nG3L._SL500_AA300_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfIXNp0nbE-9fcDJwr3FjS8XWNFfBdbREwgJgxFK-YXnqOlk3KkcSvM8nxHC-bw4j_Ea_gV55_Cdcu6PVBD9OSf7ULCl72jrlZDbp9QCF2fsu8fdy0xfkTSumM6WJfE4oIwQQPP1PbM8QO/s400/31vyz90nG3L._SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527957274484128338" /></a><br /><br />Use after shave lotion! Seriously, don't make this mistake. If you think you don't need it because your face gets all oily after shaving you're wrong. It is creating that oil to make up for the dryness. Cut it off at the source by using after shave lotion. Again Kiehl's makes a good one. "The Ultimate Men's After-Shave Balm and Moisturizer" does the trick. <br /><br />For washing, all you need is 1 face wash. Choose one that works for you. I find that any simple cleanser will do. Don't use an exfoliating cleanser. If you need to exfoliate do it separately and not everyday. The more important part is your face moisturizer. Which you definitely need. Again don't give me some your face is too oily for this shit. Using moisturizer balances the oil. Just make sure you use a light one if you are oily. Wash and moisturize your face before bedtime. This is more important than in the morning as it's when your skin does all it's work. Rubbing your face into all the dirt from the day all night does not work. My favorite, life saving Kiehl's product is, Facial Fuel SPF 15 sunscreen. I use this 80% of my days. If you take only 1 thing from this blog, this should be it. When the sun has faded and all the color from your face with it, this will save you. Yes, wearing SPF helps you maintain a tan. It's super light too. On the other 20% of my days and at night I use the Facial Fuel without the SPF.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2I6YZqxtqnGwhSe9jvLq9ydzlQ8Uiz007_L0hvHbh0PXIzyIX342Aev7L_4LpPFMNNWPEZNFoUtEf0ipnmnoIbmxxCGfvc3Fo5XIdlB1pHHpth6DTrRAGtv9RlBe17ZHSqwMnqUw6uJ-3/s1600/3700194723583_2ozTube_FacialFuel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2I6YZqxtqnGwhSe9jvLq9ydzlQ8Uiz007_L0hvHbh0PXIzyIX342Aev7L_4LpPFMNNWPEZNFoUtEf0ipnmnoIbmxxCGfvc3Fo5XIdlB1pHHpth6DTrRAGtv9RlBe17ZHSqwMnqUw6uJ-3/s400/3700194723583_2ozTube_FacialFuel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527962153189486658" /></a><br /><br />Ok, I'll stop rambling about your face. But, if you have any questions please feel free to ask. <br /><br />So, now I will talk T-shirts. I know everyone is on the lookout for the perfect T-shirt constantly. I put an end to that for myself. It's too much hassle. So, what I do is once a year I buy a 6-pack of <a href="http://www.hanes.com/Hanes/Default.aspx">Hanes</a> Classic Tagless V necks. And a 3-pack of Hanes Classic Crew-neck. I try to coordinate getting these in 'summer' so they are fresh for the warm weather times. But, who ever knows when that's going to be around here.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwjh0xo9JhxYfIoamVVDPOfSAAu6UgY9Ek6lQ7Qcrp9GXX9YVlwNyxs4RCioau4uNc4K3KaKXWaJkriWUxm90NHrXp4hoht4iJ2aD5ls2eWhBuJshzwockoFXytfim0Oa8s9nXd8lDp80i/s1600/9733_T.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwjh0xo9JhxYfIoamVVDPOfSAAu6UgY9Ek6lQ7Qcrp9GXX9YVlwNyxs4RCioau4uNc4K3KaKXWaJkriWUxm90NHrXp4hoht4iJ2aD5ls2eWhBuJshzwockoFXytfim0Oa8s9nXd8lDp80i/s400/9733_T.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527971767079104578" /></a><br /><br />Buy them in the size you normally buy. When you take them out of the package you will say 'these are huge!'. After 2-3 washes in hot water they will fit like they were made for you. Believe me. Also, bleach the fuckers. I'm not sure why everyone is opposed to bleaching whites. 'Don't they get thin?' they ask. Well yes, don't you buy Alternative Apparel and American Apparel soft t's because they are thin? 'Yeah but, won't they get holes and not last as long?' they ask. Well sure but I don't need to be wearing the same $5 T yellowed with brown pit stains in 10 years anyway thanks. If you are opposed to bleach for environment issues use Oxiclean for laundry at least. I use both. At the end of the year when it's time to get new ones I don't throw away the old. I get <a href="http://www.ritdye.com/">Rit</a> liquid dye in the color of my choice and throw them in a huge pot on the stove with the stuff and simmer them. Rinse thoroughly let dry then wash. And viola I am swimming in a variety of T's for a very low price. <br /><br />Don't believe me? These are a bit ratty as I haven't gotten to this task yet this year but, proof nonetheless. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw7_iFQmtBnUjW0q5ypxWNqG9rV70Sa6UPsl6w4WVjggwCD5vSCQb_uh0_yxN5q4_8ejk7yek5eTbxLyjhd5F0H-fVJTqv83qolud-a89NXkC2mp4w2KjNGuMP55qJ5ypJfGHHgB3vqwpi/s1600/IMG_1840.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw7_iFQmtBnUjW0q5ypxWNqG9rV70Sa6UPsl6w4WVjggwCD5vSCQb_uh0_yxN5q4_8ejk7yek5eTbxLyjhd5F0H-fVJTqv83qolud-a89NXkC2mp4w2KjNGuMP55qJ5ypJfGHHgB3vqwpi/s400/IMG_1840.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527987634525363346" /></a><br /><br />For the finale of this Basics post let's talk underwear. Once again the market is flooded with men's underwear these days. But why? Do you want to look like a clown when your pants come off? A pre-teen? Do you want some bit of kooky pattern popping out when you bend over? If so, stop it. Your underwear should NOT show if your pants are on unless by accident. If you want some flair wear a necklace or a bracelet or some shit. Your underwear should match your outfit and not be a focal point of your outfit. When your pants do come off the only statement your undies need to make is, 'I am clean and I know what I'm doing'. <br /><br />So, because I think the undies should match the outfit I have taken to wearing all white boxers mostly. Sorry to bore you but this post is about basics. The Merona white boxer packs from Target work fine and that's what I usually get because they are cheapest.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCtDprRKFCES1oTq6ava7EiMXqOCdYnqwR4gm5BE2LjNYHJxPAd1zOYaxvwBHczrYRKwE3xNB2M0UhJ0pHPXdeVUxY2Je7lBl2S8nenbGZOCkDeewfV6rUSq-w6DC1LO0JAllDzPF5tZk/s1600/41IJOpzyKVL._AA260_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCtDprRKFCES1oTq6ava7EiMXqOCdYnqwR4gm5BE2LjNYHJxPAd1zOYaxvwBHczrYRKwE3xNB2M0UhJ0pHPXdeVUxY2Je7lBl2S8nenbGZOCkDeewfV6rUSq-w6DC1LO0JAllDzPF5tZk/s400/41IJOpzyKVL._AA260_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527980194521464562" /></a><br /><br />But, I prefer the <a href="http://www.calvinklein.com/home/index.jsp">Calvin Klein</a> woven traditional fit boxers from Macy's because they last longer and are short like me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi_F9SlMYATkb2TQmGoaaBUx1qymbygqDkNk37WlJrQM_3loGyf9ZGQbvB-x1wbnT49A8vDbtnbhsg11fs9GcZn2KcHLvIUB2oMAYg15vCZyDKaxvx9kggCrZO0QytYJIXsH9KT7SX8WiM/s1600/447961_fpx.tif.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 205px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi_F9SlMYATkb2TQmGoaaBUx1qymbygqDkNk37WlJrQM_3loGyf9ZGQbvB-x1wbnT49A8vDbtnbhsg11fs9GcZn2KcHLvIUB2oMAYg15vCZyDKaxvx9kggCrZO0QytYJIXsH9KT7SX8WiM/s400/447961_fpx.tif.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527982027335028626" /></a><br /><br />The other alternative is the Calvin Klein boxer brief in black. Make sure the name is the same color as the undie to not give off a Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch look though.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUy7Yru1kNOQjVMzmojpKbUjqkxJP9luui-Rx980Xf8rGu1r1ys4uJKnH1CZ9GsvBDRnVMd_DGrDpgxuB-MGQ6XlmNbkBZ7oXpacn35el74p8NHqEn0MK_HMvwX6iN5k-4Ka9aAPa1oM5Q/s1600/472110_fpx.tif.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUy7Yru1kNOQjVMzmojpKbUjqkxJP9luui-Rx980Xf8rGu1r1ys4uJKnH1CZ9GsvBDRnVMd_DGrDpgxuB-MGQ6XlmNbkBZ7oXpacn35el74p8NHqEn0MK_HMvwX6iN5k-4Ka9aAPa1oM5Q/s400/472110_fpx.tif.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527982958819035154" /></a><br /><br />Carry on.Leo Plasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10983117600882183562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-88665321194057769042010-10-13T23:51:00.000-07:002010-10-14T13:16:45.060-07:00Pattern PeaceIn <a href="http://ironingboardcollective.blogspot.com/2010/10/gay-divorcee.html">last week's post</a>, I tried to prepare myself for Gay Divorce by researching The Gay Divorceé, a 1934 film starring Ginger and Fred. One thing that movie definitely did NOT cover was Moving In With Your Mom.<br />
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Two nights ago I moved back into my old room. Which is no longer my room but an office. My mother lovingly set up the sofabed with my old linens from highschool. Yep, she still has those. They smell like a closet and Shalimar by Guerlain, which is what my mom smells like. <br />
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Also, she has already asked me like, 80 times what time I am coming home tomorrow night. That part is not so different from being married.<br />
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Earlier this evening I had some mending to do and I haven't brought my machine from my former residence yet so I had the pleasure of doing it on this:<br />
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Behold: 1978 Viking 6000. The Swiss are geniuses for anything with small moving parts - this machine works as well now as it did new. I made these pants on this machine:<br />
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If you can't tell by the scrunchie, this is circa 1994. I wish I had a pic of the capri pants I made around the same time from upholstery fabric.<br />
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Going to the fabric store with my mother when I was little was the best ever. After a quick marvel at the rainbow of calico bolts and maybe surreptitiously rubbing my face in silk velvet - (super. gay. always.) - I'd head to the pattern section.<br />
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The pattern section in a fabric store is like a fashion magazine without adverts and with directions on how to make whatever you like yourself. I spent many a zen hour flipping through ordered envelopes. It was calming. And let me tell you, when you finally get one of those envelopes home and open it - when you hear the snap of the tissue paper as you shake it flat -- that's when you really find your pattern peace. Because the focus it takes to follow the steps combined with the satisfaction you get from knowing you're making something feels like meditating.<br />
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So here are some patterns. Most are vintage. That's because since no one sews anymore most patterns these days are for kids and old people. You know, pumpkin outfits and portrait collars. But back in the days when every housewife was a lightweight couturier, there was <i>fashion</i> in patterns.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Forties</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOBM1YmrFlj5lgLs6tt510Lr6NODixyJ2dzmrQGv2fQUNHYYOa7c40hdW5C9xCsMriplfxAyQi53U_ueLNZP0m-BEeyvICd8y6RFl5N1Pntf7Pv0PHW1PEQBMzZEbQUe21vDxEfuvDtE/s1600/s3251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimOBM1YmrFlj5lgLs6tt510Lr6NODixyJ2dzmrQGv2fQUNHYYOa7c40hdW5C9xCsMriplfxAyQi53U_ueLNZP0m-BEeyvICd8y6RFl5N1Pntf7Pv0PHW1PEQBMzZEbQUe21vDxEfuvDtE/s320/s3251.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br />
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Everytime I see forties fashion I am reminded how mid-eighties fashion is the sluttier version of it.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">One of the BEST things about patterns is a lot of times you get directions for multiple outfits based on the same basic design -- like the shirred waist on these two looks.</div><br />
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Ankle-length stovepipe pants with a double-breasted vest and a tie?!? And they have her wearing white shoes, which I can only imagine are meant to be patent, because this fit is the moddest of the moddiest. <br />
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Remember when even <i>swimsuits</i> were tailored? Me neither. But I want that to happen again.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">WOW. Whoa. Wow.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">So many looks! I think the skirt is reversible...</div><br />
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I love how this one takes you from office (collar closed) to happy hour (collar open) to date night (collar open, add necklace).<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Eighties</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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New Wave!! I am seeing versions of <a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=CLOTHES-PANTS-CROPS&id=18759589&catId=CLOTHES-PANTS&pushId=CLOTHES-PANTS&popId=CLOTHES&sortProperties=&navCount=30&navAction=top&fromCategoryPage=true&selectedProductSize=&selectedProductSize1=&color=005&isSubcategory=true&isProduct=true&isBigImage=&templateType=subCategory">these pants</a> <a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/ModCloth/Womens/Bottoms/Pants+of+the+Hour">everywhere</a> this season.<br />
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I'm trying to find the words to describe this pattern without being disrespectful... And in case you don't know the song by <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7UYz9UyzUQ">Davied Guetta featuring Akon</a>, what I mean is this pattern makes me so hotttt I'm afraid I might offend somebody if I talk about it. And it's not even about the sheer knee highs and bare thighs in the back (though that don't hurt). Remember what I said before about the 80s being the 40s but sluttier? I present Exhibit A. Classy + Sassy = YESSSSS!!!<br />
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Lastly, I came across this INCREDIBLE digitized artifact:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Ninties</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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This makes me so happy!!! Seriously, what divorce? HAMMER PANTS!!! And just to bring it back to my mom, she just so happens to have been Stanley Burrell's (that's MC Hammer's gov't name, duh) 7th grade Social Studies teacher. But she wouldn't make me these. Yes I asked. Thanks mom. No, really. Thank. You.<br />
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Oh Yeah Post Script: Despite nobody sewing anymore (I don't care how many DIY hipsters you know clacking away on their prized 100 year-old Viking, they do not actually represent the tide of the nation) you can still get designer patterns from big names like Alice & Olivia, Badgley Mischka, Issey Miyake, Tracy Reese, Anna Sui and more, at <a href="http://voguepatterns.mccall.com/patterns-by-designer-pages-176.php">Vogue Patterns</a>! They tend to be sucky compared to the actual RTW stuff but the "bones" are great and you can do a lot with them.<br />
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Vogue also sells re-issues of their classic patterns from as early as the 30s or so. If you want to shop vintage patterns, try <a href="http://momspatterns.com/home">MOMSPatterns</a>, where many of the pics for this post came from, and there are always plenty on ebay.<br />
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Oh Yeah Post Post Script: JSYK, dear readers, I actually happen to take divorce in general and mine in particular quite seriously. I am in a sea of despair, building a raft of flip remarks. Because why drown? You know?Carrie Leilam Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13020887935345197818noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-54223664494936133742010-10-11T15:02:00.000-07:002010-10-11T15:16:00.051-07:00Queers Fuck Shit Up (thank god)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4GkVUHO6Tgp3aG5-aA8VCLLEaPiTCBChMElVXaGarMyekXhofnUVHVhnNw8eQ-qgXZ2bj94lI42R2Gis000eiQknBTQI3iIhLudGST895PM1oBXPNWgv4MLMNdCPcMS838SQ0MvNxgWc/s1600/peaches-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4GkVUHO6Tgp3aG5-aA8VCLLEaPiTCBChMElVXaGarMyekXhofnUVHVhnNw8eQ-qgXZ2bj94lI42R2Gis000eiQknBTQI3iIhLudGST895PM1oBXPNWgv4MLMNdCPcMS838SQ0MvNxgWc/s320/peaches-1.jpg" width="233" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And so we have another <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Coming_Out_Day">National Coming Out Day</a>. As such, I'd like to out queers as having a history of smooth fucking style. You all know who that is above, right? That's <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWJo7N9vWgc">Peaches</a>. Peaches doesn't give a fuck. That's why her style (bizarre as it is, eat your heart out, Lady GaGa) kills it. Her real name is Merrill Beth Nisker and prior to being an icon, she was a drama teacher. I never took drama in high school, for fear of emotional trauma, but I don't recall the drama teacher looking ANYTHING like Peaches. Lucky Canadian drama students get teachers who eventually write lyrics like "big trouble in little mangina." Bitches.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But I digress. With all the newish visibility of a wide array queerness, there's been an intense (and expected) backlash--from homophobic bullying that's led to a <a href="http://abcnews.go.com/US/gay-teen-suicide-sparks-debate/story?id=11788128">rash of teen suicides</a>, to an uber-phobia driven slew of trash talk by an ever-ill-informed and frightfully galvanized <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/10/11/nyregion/11paladino.html">Right</a>. <a href="http://gayrights.change.org/blog/view/walmart_to_sell_book_about_curing_gay_people#share_source=blog-top_fb">Walmart</a>--stalwart friend of the queer community that it is--will be carrying a book all about curing the gays of gay, and <a href="http://www.dosomething.org/news/gay-rights-scandal-hurts-target-expansion">Target</a>--responsible corporate community member--recently gave a whole hunk of cash to a business group that supports a notoriously anti-gay gubernatorial candidate. I'm not sure where to buy inexpensive bath products or festive holiday decor anymore. It's all very disorienting.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This mess of dominant culture makes it seem like queers just showed up a couple of years ago and started fucking shit up. Uh-uh. Queers have been fucking shit up for centuries and one of my favorite ways in which it's happened is through... FASHION! What. You expected I would say politics or something? Booooring.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You know what's awesome about fashion that queers have always understood? It's performance. I know, Michael's a broken record, but unhitching oneself from the culturally static is what makes life fun. Think about what makes a person a person. You can't pinpoint anything specifically. It's all fluid from day to day and decade to decade, with constant attempts to communicate the ever-changing "truth" of one's identity, interests, background, gender, etc. It's performance. Otherwise, you'd still be dressing the way you did when you were five. Which some of us do. And that's ok, though kind of eyebrow raising. I also think queers have a history of fabulous fashion because Western culture at large has never extended a welcoming hand. The thing about invisibility is that it offers a great vantage point from which to fiddle and create. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Have you ever gotten a used book with mysterious hand-written notes in the margins? In some way, the marginalia is even more interesting and dynamic than the book. The book might be the point, but the marginalia is what makes the book breath, expand, and come alive. I'm not expanding the metaphor anymore.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And now, my favorite queer fashion/style icons:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.christinejorgensen.org/MainPages/Home.html">Christine Jorgensen</a> (1927-1989) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sadly, Christine Jorgensen didn't leave me those sunglasses or that coat when she died. Because she had no idea who I was. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Before transitioning, Ejnar Wegener (Lili) was married to painter, illustrator and Parisian fashion designer, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><a href="http://www.abraword.com/Gerda.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Gerda Wegener</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. Lili was Gerda's favorite model for women's high fashion.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"><br />
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</i></span></span></div>Michael [von] Braithwaitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17977465143603631866noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-1393259192448910492010-10-11T11:54:00.000-07:002010-10-12T08:17:15.012-07:00Creature of the NUIT: An interview with Frederic Baldo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROVybSaSfDofLy_35DfARDeETnVTfuKbaq8KjG5vL8-74c7dLaELFpZj94Mz2QX1YNtonrDFswX3vtZPIYpmk_XwGv308AvQK_uh3YBbjzHK6DGqzj3sQUX0b8BakxVxVkgHJzRKUTW4/s1600/Nuit+N%C2%B012+-+Les+Visages.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhROVybSaSfDofLy_35DfARDeETnVTfuKbaq8KjG5vL8-74c7dLaELFpZj94Mz2QX1YNtonrDFswX3vtZPIYpmk_XwGv308AvQK_uh3YBbjzHK6DGqzj3sQUX0b8BakxVxVkgHJzRKUTW4/s320/Nuit+N%C2%B012+-+Les+Visages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526865463850343778" border="0" /></a>Frederic Baldo is one-half of the jewelry design team <a href="http://www.nuitnumero12.com/bio.html">Nuit No. 12</a>. Based in Paris, the designs run the goth gamut from elegantly creepy to straight-up Satanic. Working with iconography that has gotten a lot of play - swallows, skulls - they revive the motifs by creating pieces that looks antique and expensive, collectible and classic. They also make purses - little, darling art deco-ish clutches, gorgeous, hardy leather duffels, totes and shoulder bags. I met Frederic in Paris a couple years ago when he was generously helping not just Beth Ditto but her hanger-ons (moi) in and out of the shows during fashion week, and loved the elegantly sinister sheen of his accessories. He caught his breath after the recent Paris shows and let me interview him! In English! Here it is.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXveL4RbZRP6T8Cv38jDkKHsiLVpYvAy6E_O3UH3mwvu_0vIoyJ0ryKo3j_H2XcPFpkIXgXdBzZEnkwGl4sN0hX1dOeAViBxeHGFFjkk7UAFX9fAmCz5HLqHFjLcR9wvySkEJOENSCNM/s1600/BM11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZXveL4RbZRP6T8Cv38jDkKHsiLVpYvAy6E_O3UH3mwvu_0vIoyJ0ryKo3j_H2XcPFpkIXgXdBzZEnkwGl4sN0hX1dOeAViBxeHGFFjkk7UAFX9fAmCz5HLqHFjLcR9wvySkEJOENSCNM/s320/BM11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526868756026329458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">IRONING BOARD COLLECTIVE: </span>You are one of the nicest, gentle-seeming people I've ever met, and yet your designs are so Satanic! Do you have some crazy dark side or what?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FREDERIC BALDO: </span>That's very kind of you! I will not say that I have a dark side, but I was always attracted to the aestheticism and force of fantastic universes. A quest of beyond, a research on the body and its brittleness, with all the violence that results from this. The darker and obscure references that arise from my work are modeling a kind of carapace, a shield against the hard moments of life.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkplBH5fFE1g1TjPYx-7L0CU_veSr0yTiJVnNefVJSlCn4KZWk28f9qSq6EOMHln75dAOeMEWF4B6UpkCdACi7tRA6n3PHSiyP5tm7LiTRa_GMUq52uf2gRBiSfF1g_A8O61zjO3qsZ7M/s1600/BM22.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkplBH5fFE1g1TjPYx-7L0CU_veSr0yTiJVnNefVJSlCn4KZWk28f9qSq6EOMHln75dAOeMEWF4B6UpkCdACi7tRA6n3PHSiyP5tm7LiTRa_GMUq52uf2gRBiSfF1g_A8O61zjO3qsZ7M/s320/BM22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526869970073252098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Swallows and skulls are both classic motifs that have gotten a lot of play recently, yet you make them look mysterious, antique and new in your designs. What draws you to these images, and did you put deliberate thought into making them feel fresh?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>Yes! Our collection is inspired by works from the XVII century and contemporary art, as well as artists such as Caravage, Gustav Klimt, Aubrey Beardsley, Hans Bellmar, Dino Valls, Amie Dicke, Sally Mann . . . The references are classic, antic, but also universal. It is what keeps our jewels timeless and modern, the whole of it enriched by the mix of materials and colors. It makes it completely new.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8IToPuyLyWdno1SJbPAzBcEGlYMfEiQ9JNW5PJ2ZZv9dydoIkS_mRhI5AWnAUdo_JnUFPvvrfYX-KTR8V-gUL29jO1t4zat9o829ocTqOmfIcDb3RcvQiA5crHxFpbfgpKanE6gbRFc/s1600/Blast_nuit12_1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN8IToPuyLyWdno1SJbPAzBcEGlYMfEiQ9JNW5PJ2ZZv9dydoIkS_mRhI5AWnAUdo_JnUFPvvrfYX-KTR8V-gUL29jO1t4zat9o829ocTqOmfIcDb3RcvQiA5crHxFpbfgpKanE6gbRFc/s320/Blast_nuit12_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526883456644906898" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>How did Nuit No. 12 come about, and what does the name mean?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>I created Nuit No. 12 with my friend Ludavine Machinet in December 2007. We had different styles, very complimentary, and the desire to combine our talents came very naturally. The name 'Nuit No. 12' references all the freedoms and prohibitions which generate the world of the night, a mirror sublimated by the day, an open door to other worlds, parallels unreal and oneiric, where everything becomes possible, a dream of total freedom.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3pgFKA0z97bXkRx8RFz8CnfSUQn1YmZbW3cVWsE-rm4sZlVP-qGAKEq37quVmvLz3uSad4hrgFV2ViTvXwIcewh-uxhLd5_SMpI8WhmP6ab4-xO-dKfLlvkc3afijqJ7-HBGYugbOZ0/s1600/nuit_numero_12.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE3pgFKA0z97bXkRx8RFz8CnfSUQn1YmZbW3cVWsE-rm4sZlVP-qGAKEq37quVmvLz3uSad4hrgFV2ViTvXwIcewh-uxhLd5_SMpI8WhmP6ab4-xO-dKfLlvkc3afijqJ7-HBGYugbOZ0/s320/nuit_numero_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526884351749036770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>When we met in Paris during the shows you were such a help to Beth Ditto, styling her, escorting her to the shows. Whats been your work inside the larger fashion industry?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>I have worked in fashion for about fifteen years. I began as a consultant, simultaneously developing a collection of woman's clothing under my name which I ran for six years, primarily hand made, limited edition knitwear. I styled many celebrities with my own designs. After the 2001 attacks I stopped, and began to work as a stylist for different celebrities and magazines. I've done many things in fashion from various angles - designer, consultant, stylist, journalist. It led me to meet many people and to get a very good, global vision of the fashion industry.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What was the first fashion week you ever attended and what was that like for you? What was the highlight?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>I was 2o years old, I lived it from the designer side, presenting in October 1995 my first collection of clothing in a passage of <span style="font-style: italic;">les Jardin de Tuileries</span>. I was not in the official calendar and sought a place close to the Caroussel du Louvre, where all the shows used to take place. It was very crazy, the tendency of the moment was toward total glamour and I presented a post-apocalyptic collection which presented various states of skin - burned, skinned, ravaged aged. The models wore a kind of wig of modeling clay which gave the impression their heads were on fire or mutilated. This happened in a famous gay cruising spot filled with fashion editors. It was very intense and against fashion week.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What materials do you most like to work with?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>We have always at Nuit No. 12 displayed craftmenship, using beautiful materials to create timeless pieces that last and can be transmitted. Our designs tell a story and do not have to speak to current fashion hypes. This is why our choices naturally went towards luxury and precious materials such as lambskin, deerskin, ebony, pink ivory.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What antique, no longer worn accessory would you like to see people wearing again?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>I have a real passion for "<a href="http://cogitz.com/2009/08/28/memento-mori-victorian-death-photos/">Momento Mori</a>" jewels, where you enclosed a wick of hair, a loved one's portrait, a baby tooth . . . a link between the past and the present, which today for most people is associated with something morbid.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What is the most challenging part of designing jewelry?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>I'm always looking to give a story to our pieces, and love the idea of a fetish jewel full of sense and emotion.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Where can we find your jewelry in the U.S.?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>The collection is carried by great stores in Europe (Liberty, Browns, No. 30), Asia (Joyce) and the Middle East (Harvey Nichols Dubai) but we haven't any retailers in the U.S. for the moment. (<span style="font-style: italic;">Get on it, Barney's! - ed.)<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Q3UbMlT1iRogF4CVYUdCg5yfdaxaRG0mvKSXeeVs428Hwm2S4DIpwwifbFfs84QbBHtYy8Zd_05nsIipXN_DipJzmGWprRhe6pKvMznkVu47u1sJX6pZmDIf1BUZHquQoQ5C1LNX0_M/s1600/BM23.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Q3UbMlT1iRogF4CVYUdCg5yfdaxaRG0mvKSXeeVs428Hwm2S4DIpwwifbFfs84QbBHtYy8Zd_05nsIipXN_DipJzmGWprRhe6pKvMznkVu47u1sJX6pZmDIf1BUZHquQoQ5C1LNX0_M/s320/BM23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526879456552144674" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>You have the aura of a quiet shaman. What is your astrological sign? Do you have a philosophy that moves you through life?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>Oh, really! I love that idea, and it describes me perfectly, the quiet force - <span style="font-style: italic;">la force tranquille</span>, as we say in French, an enlightened being that opens doors. I have as a philosophy: Our force stops when our fear starts. Even if I am a Sagittarius, a sign of fire, not very quiet! But it is very funny that you speak to me about that, because I saw <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4F-CpE73o2M">Fever Ray</a> on stage last month. I love her, her aesthetic and musical references are a true shamanic experience.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxFZWi1O7Dftwka0NOJajaVMV3rrzkCVQiOiRG6_7zYNVjaeBuhpG_MMv0eu9Hh2FwLU8kcziBazcXOLwn6Cn0Tnoi9wYz51EjogZp3teK3X19Kl6ztaLvhW23QvUHZQymcdhWKpvdv88/s1600/Nuit+N%C2%B012+-+MP27.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxFZWi1O7Dftwka0NOJajaVMV3rrzkCVQiOiRG6_7zYNVjaeBuhpG_MMv0eu9Hh2FwLU8kcziBazcXOLwn6Cn0Tnoi9wYz51EjogZp3teK3X19Kl6ztaLvhW23QvUHZQymcdhWKpvdv88/s320/Nuit+N%C2%B012+-+MP27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526880902427804098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>What's the first step I should take if I want to begin making jewelry?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>Everyone must go by their own way and instinct, it is very difficult to advise somebody. But there is a saying of <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/news/2001/may/11/guardianobituaries.books">Jacque de Bourbon-Busset</a> which is so true: Passion creates the direction, constancy creates the way. <span style="font-style: italic;">Le passion cree le sens, la constance cree le chemin.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNt-1hyDEVe9mexDlJ-elsmcb80dVZ4-z2Ws9yFsklmauMK7FaoGPL1diCBfWQBC0yDwKmWkmGHhVqclgw4wT0BaNRduTja9Uza9Kd9S1ZqN_EzmTmlYZjjLF9CZi4notTMh1TpnD4Ex8/s1600/Nuit-12-PinbyPGayte2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNt-1hyDEVe9mexDlJ-elsmcb80dVZ4-z2Ws9yFsklmauMK7FaoGPL1diCBfWQBC0yDwKmWkmGHhVqclgw4wT0BaNRduTja9Uza9Kd9S1ZqN_EzmTmlYZjjLF9CZi4notTMh1TpnD4Ex8/s320/Nuit-12-PinbyPGayte2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526881931067451938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">IBC: </span>Finally, who are your favorite designers?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">FB: </span>I love the magic and dream of Alexander McQueen, the modernity of Balenciaga, and Madelaine Vionnet's freedom.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxFZWi1O7Dftwka0NOJajaVMV3rrzkCVQiOiRG6_7zYNVjaeBuhpG_MMv0eu9Hh2FwLU8kcziBazcXOLwn6Cn0Tnoi9wYz51EjogZp3teK3X19Kl6ztaLvhW23QvUHZQymcdhWKpvdv88/s1600/Nuit+N%C2%B012+-+MP27.jpg"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span>Michelle Teahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13878450170178896831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-17616524667990537452010-10-07T20:14:00.000-07:002010-10-08T10:12:33.417-07:00Fancy Picnic/Wayward Sailor: The Wonderful World of Tyler Doran<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<i>Tyler Doran is the visionary owner behind Providence-based <a href="http://www.heirantiques.com/">Heir Antiques</a> and he is a genius. I mean, really. It's a word with inherent integrity and I do not wish to defile it but spend about five minutes on his shop's website and you'll see what I mean. The aesthetic range he occupies is somehow both sweeping and precise--a French paper mache carnival horse costume is an elegantly eccentric compliment to the other wares: a framed set of 20's-era dog show ribbons, a gorgeous straw boater, <a href="http://www.strongarmsociety.com/">StrongArm Society</a> chains and a huge crocodile leather cuff.</i><br />
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<i>If his curatorial eye weren't enough, Tyler (a dear friend and an impossibly handsome man) is a fantastic interior designer and an exceptionally stylish dresser. When we first started Ironing Board Collective, I couldn't wait to schedule a time to interview him about hand-tied bowties, steamship vacations and strongmen portraits. Here is the result. </i><br />
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IBC: You describe Heir Antiques on its site as a "well-edited collection of antiques, art and uncommon home and personal accessories." How do you find (and choose) the pieces you sell?<br />
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TD: I travel all over looking for interesting pieces to bring into the shop. It all boils down to form, surface, color and if it tells a story or a history that excites me. Simple or seemingly mundane things can be elevated into amazing objects by changing the context that they're normally presented in.<br />
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I try and give every object a subtle (or sometimes not-so-subtle) twist to make you look at it in a new way. When you do this the possibilities are endless and every different context reveals interesting layers. I try to curate an overall atmosphere more than just a specific collection of any one time period or category.<br />
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IBC: I'm particularly a fan of your thematic interest in strong men, elegant Victorian eccentricity, equestrian gear and old fashioned nautical travel, which seems to extend beyond your store to your personal style and even to the way you decorate your home. What do you see as the relationship between what you buy for your store, your home and your body?<br />
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</div>TD: I love discovering long forgotten eccentricities and pairing them with classic style. Uncovering mannerisms and histories and bringing them into the way you carry yourself is the greatest expression of personal style.<br />
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I approach everything as if I'm living history--or creating a specific moment in time. I don't necessarily mean an overly important moment in time with some great purpose, just a snapshot of what I want to image my world to be at that moment.<br />
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I hate the word <i>fantasy</i> but I do like to create a complete world in which I function and that extends to the shop, what I wear and how I view myself.<br />
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TD: Yes and no. I love they way people are introducing bowties into daily--almost casual--wear, but they must be self tied. Pre-tied American Apparel bow ties do not count. A gentleman should know how to tie his own bow tie.<br />
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It's a classic style, but it is not a look all its own. You can't just throw on a bow tie and call yourself stylish. It has to make sense.I used to strictly wear them as an Anglophile accessory, but I've taken to wearing them in a more dressed down sense recently, with shorts and a sweater or under a ratty jacket. Tough and sweet.<br />
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</tbody></table>IBC: I really appreciate that your style is unique while always remaining appropriately tailored to the social situation/event/environment. You celebrate and embrace an aesthetic experience with decorum and a pitch-perfect sense of social grace. I think of this as a gentleman's approach to fashion. Do you have a style philosophy?<br />
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<div class="im">TD: I'm comfortable in costume and I feel like anything I wear--be it jeans and a t-shirt or a 1920's wool men's bathing suit--is telling a story or expressing where I'm at in that moment. I get dressed and imagine where I might be going or doing in such an look. Fancy Picnic and Wayward Sailor are two of my go-to looks currently.<br />
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<i>(continued) </i>Life can be drab and I enjoy creating imaginary scenarios and dressing the part. A gentleman always appears comfortable and if I feel like I'm trying too hard or forcing a look, I abandon it. I'd like to be able to say I can pull off anything, but there are looks I just can't make work. I think understanding what works for you and what doesn't is very valuable.</div><div class="im"></div><div class="im"><br />
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</div><a href="http://www.peterbeard.com/">Peter Beard</a>. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0134119/">Jude Law in the Talented Mr. Ripley</a>. <a href="http://www.hintmag.com/post/one-sentence-or-less--august-02-2010">Dries Van Noten</a>. Classic and refined but off-beat.<br />
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</div>TD: I don't wear a lot of bright colors mostly because I don't feel myself in them. I like a subtle touch--a brightness here and there--similar to the effect on a grey day when colors can seem brighter because of the contrast.<br />
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I feel like a have a pretty concrete view of what my own personal style is, so the season just affects my level of nakedness during the summer, not the overall approach. Waspy, pre 1940's gentleman in various states of undress is the look.<br />
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As far as the shop goes, the aesthetic is that of a young traveler amassing a collection that is personal and engaging, a bit odd and always tells the story of an interesting past. So, I might be more like my shop than I had originally imagined.<br />
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</div>TD: Easy. A leisurely picnic on a beautiful old wooden boat.<br />
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<i>(continued) </i>This one, Aphrodite, was used to usher presidents up and down the Hudson River in the 30's and 40's. It's pretty hard to look bad on a shinny wooden speed boat; I'd be wearing my white Birdie Beach Britches, Clubmasters and a smile as we speed up the coast.<br />
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</script>Page McBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09529743767222046408noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-40964291110673973572010-10-07T11:11:00.000-07:002010-10-07T13:23:39.244-07:00Stranger Than FictionI'm going to do something different today. While I am usually on the hunt for the best shirt or jacket or bag, lately, I have been hunting for other things. Furniture. I have been to the Antique Mall, Alameda Flea Market and numerous used and new furniture stores around the Bay. I need a few things, mainly 2 night-stands and an armoire. The problem is, I am extremely picky when it comes to furniture as I usually keep it forever so I need it to be perfect. So, even though I've been a million places and seen a million things, I've so far only purchased a few bottles. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcadRXAFWhYQs0tubOSshzwPK6gOGjxFpDNiDXzkGlK9cpL0HirbIrjYplLj-IuBkHyYJSq45I4UOTJ6bYgSy8L0RjtfoTMjD9Vs0XPDbd3N3FRpD5yKi3-k_tZVcrOobQ5xlW6hOFXgd/s1600/IMG_1832.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcadRXAFWhYQs0tubOSshzwPK6gOGjxFpDNiDXzkGlK9cpL0HirbIrjYplLj-IuBkHyYJSq45I4UOTJ6bYgSy8L0RjtfoTMjD9Vs0XPDbd3N3FRpD5yKi3-k_tZVcrOobQ5xlW6hOFXgd/s400/IMG_1832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525376901997160418" /></a><br />And an air plant.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-oSs5S3oMPioKSgNp8A9A-B_8St8nQQU7RZquDMCg5JNYz-m1S9ZOVrJ-IygNs1pJ5k5cXzHBsZe1Sk7Lcblk_8TDECTm4Vsk90dwMf7hyphenhyphen4vVkrnHttCvFzRgZPWN-hnmYpXCR-Dyk_Jd/s1600/IMG_1834.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-oSs5S3oMPioKSgNp8A9A-B_8St8nQQU7RZquDMCg5JNYz-m1S9ZOVrJ-IygNs1pJ5k5cXzHBsZe1Sk7Lcblk_8TDECTm4Vsk90dwMf7hyphenhyphen4vVkrnHttCvFzRgZPWN-hnmYpXCR-Dyk_Jd/s400/IMG_1834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525377436784527346" /></a><br />I am not mad at these things but they certainly don't provide a place to rest my book, glasses and glass of water at night. While I have yet to find the 'just rights' for me I thought all my research shouldn't go to waste and that some of you Ironing Board Collective readers might need furnishing too. So, here's some stuff I've come across.<br />I really like this table from <a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&itemCount=80&startValue=1&selectedProductColor=&sortby=&id=17381732&parentid=A_FURN_FURNITURE_TABLES&sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,&navCount=70&navAction=poppushpushpush&color=&pushId=A_FURN_FURNITURE_TABLES&popId=A_FURN_FURNITURE&prepushId=A_DECORATE&selectedProductSize=">UO</a> but it's not the right size.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNT-3c4TCzZdyDQn15Psgo24Z0oimYGZRMsJheP5f4qiMP1CcX31Z8ZGbygX_AMMRoHB_HBVaGuaK0TFoLvArUGrKeHy8kygCYbP8RwzDS4cqA3q28Mbv2eHyOxsxiC8FW_goQNv09rZku/s1600/17381732_001_a.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNT-3c4TCzZdyDQn15Psgo24Z0oimYGZRMsJheP5f4qiMP1CcX31Z8ZGbygX_AMMRoHB_HBVaGuaK0TFoLvArUGrKeHy8kygCYbP8RwzDS4cqA3q28Mbv2eHyOxsxiC8FW_goQNv09rZku/s400/17381732_001_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525380631021226850" /></a><br />I also like this one from UO, but it's the same-ish color of my walls and slightly more feminine then I want. I warned you I am picky.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0HPMmCYGF8VgSuF-yN_tP2omqKR-EgkztZ-EZ1IU_sFMmOJMnFKrh0o8TzIRKjuuB61zxgxcGSKf88sR9tA9oAPivFsNFozhySGcrLN9W9ivmfz4n-uadZIooSD-nzqB9jf2aXy0y_sl1/s1600/18567503_046_a.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0HPMmCYGF8VgSuF-yN_tP2omqKR-EgkztZ-EZ1IU_sFMmOJMnFKrh0o8TzIRKjuuB61zxgxcGSKf88sR9tA9oAPivFsNFozhySGcrLN9W9ivmfz4n-uadZIooSD-nzqB9jf2aXy0y_sl1/s400/18567503_046_a.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525381741418368994" /></a><br />Here's one from <a href="http://www.westelm.com">West Elm</a> that, now that I'm looking at it again, maybe is right for me. No storage though.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Nv_MU_CzuKC1GaWTfPsYexBdt9mX1zwC_KhZ24xAjOeZXnwGdz071iBoDTTb2LvFB00N7LOzYtqLTsVhq9OBLrEumugtLTPyxiKqBWKy830YZ2ZTp3QzFQLe0FERTeDMeGlf53dfGzPK/s1600/img21l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Nv_MU_CzuKC1GaWTfPsYexBdt9mX1zwC_KhZ24xAjOeZXnwGdz071iBoDTTb2LvFB00N7LOzYtqLTsVhq9OBLrEumugtLTPyxiKqBWKy830YZ2ZTp3QzFQLe0FERTeDMeGlf53dfGzPK/s400/img21l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525383166366648418" /></a><br />And this one from West Elm is good too. I think my only problem with it is I can't comprehend spending $199 on a tree stump. Not sure why though, it's not like I'm going to go out into the woods with a chain-saw anytime soon to procure one.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHeiWcJHJ0yYUxOBij7CJhvalSmA7iWu5oAwO9N0XQXP67d7_WdMJcFYANQkdD-I5OHniarhj9WmI1fZYYe-CDsImXjrRgbUA66hI3Bz2ivd1Yc8sEBKYcgrmTW_drNwNJpZvrzr4sL072/s1600/img44m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 363px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHeiWcJHJ0yYUxOBij7CJhvalSmA7iWu5oAwO9N0XQXP67d7_WdMJcFYANQkdD-I5OHniarhj9WmI1fZYYe-CDsImXjrRgbUA66hI3Bz2ivd1Yc8sEBKYcgrmTW_drNwNJpZvrzr4sL072/s400/img44m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525384906193248418" /></a><br /><br />Does anyone have a good recommendation on where to get sheets? I've got problems in this area also. I'm down to one last fitted that's not so fitted anymore. I do like these also from West Elm, but there on back order. Geez.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WUpMXTwZxC5Cy-_P7lZWzH7QCMQzz3mDowxaHAn96szeT80GlbrfXjkHk2bmrS0uH908UKnW0ay2VWq1G0rQjkAL3fR_0a5ZAhhi6gghl3Ep4cU4jJq_T9sn5ZjKCpk1Rik6UB9hdylk/s1600/img8l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_WUpMXTwZxC5Cy-_P7lZWzH7QCMQzz3mDowxaHAn96szeT80GlbrfXjkHk2bmrS0uH908UKnW0ay2VWq1G0rQjkAL3fR_0a5ZAhhi6gghl3Ep4cU4jJq_T9sn5ZjKCpk1Rik6UB9hdylk/s400/img8l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525388359563849042" /></a><br /><br />Speaking of bedding, I really think it should be updated casually and continually. It should reflect somewhat your style of clothes. Going to bed and waking up surrounded by your ultimate style will only help you reflect it in your daily style. I would very much like this <a href="http://www.pendleton-usa.com">Pendleton</a> blanket, but, can't bear to spend the big bucks on it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG3rAbmLPHvSvM75zUaQwRYUdf9PrHmZA7WPBof0859Wro8h32udZzFSQ04cD8o_UV0HxyKGTcvIUQrhb95Xo4vdAoEtIudN7KVk6hfXgS1qHlCY3ds0_fi5pp_ASbUc6hHu9EmyEHVBJY/s1600/PendletonWoolenMills.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 373px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG3rAbmLPHvSvM75zUaQwRYUdf9PrHmZA7WPBof0859Wro8h32udZzFSQ04cD8o_UV0HxyKGTcvIUQrhb95Xo4vdAoEtIudN7KVk6hfXgS1qHlCY3ds0_fi5pp_ASbUc6hHu9EmyEHVBJY/s400/PendletonWoolenMills.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525390098620479234" /></a><br /><br />This stool from <a href="http://www.potterybarn.com">Pottery Barn</a> would be a nice seat to put my shoes on.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_VwFA7kUM30OYyUBpwoF345nQj6J08z1XXVesEOiKV5Fwx6mZtk3nt_NIWtrkSAJ0kN7uni0IEgd9XAHas_zQOp16dyYjsq7DRVG1LLLeTgdjJQIL7rGHEia-B0IL-jzenstJqbKfknkn/s1600/img9m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 383px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_VwFA7kUM30OYyUBpwoF345nQj6J08z1XXVesEOiKV5Fwx6mZtk3nt_NIWtrkSAJ0kN7uni0IEgd9XAHas_zQOp16dyYjsq7DRVG1LLLeTgdjJQIL7rGHEia-B0IL-jzenstJqbKfknkn/s400/img9m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525394043231360226" /></a><br />Sorry about the size of this picture, but, check out this <a href="http://www.jonathanadler.com/">Jonathan Adler</a> anchor rug!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAb67ALwJf0a8sp28FLtozOeABiVXCbnXUBliJYO797i7fD8lPXtv6Vy_uOpIkjDcmUMS7y5GGXkUyXiX6n8uwl2UkC3LAlgRiK1RIBO1d4WhSGs-MatdWxrVonpJqCUDdECjNj9Mgvtpi/s1600/18515_8663.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAb67ALwJf0a8sp28FLtozOeABiVXCbnXUBliJYO797i7fD8lPXtv6Vy_uOpIkjDcmUMS7y5GGXkUyXiX6n8uwl2UkC3LAlgRiK1RIBO1d4WhSGs-MatdWxrVonpJqCUDdECjNj9Mgvtpi/s400/18515_8663.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525393638690772434" /></a><br /><br />When it comes down to it I really prefer my furniture to be worn around the edges. In my quest I came across a new store in San Francisco called <a href="http://www.bdantiques.com/">Big Daddy's Antiques</a>. It is an amazing warehouse out at the corner of 17th St and Wisconsin St. It's worth stopping by for a look even if you're not ready to drop the big bucks they're asking. Seriously, it's crazy in there, you wont be disappointed. Here's a peek.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipL_rIiCIcLVlknVCiBKMWFlW5AdX6rHBY2N3HFSAF2DxLiizMxyOHR-BsdZhNZUIXa44cFpkj8tva7Y3eRmivlG52r3-kPw6VycfofSdfXazIvSkR-F75fPkM6apIrfLiq0L2IKX0kVf/s1600/IMG_0474.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiipL_rIiCIcLVlknVCiBKMWFlW5AdX6rHBY2N3HFSAF2DxLiizMxyOHR-BsdZhNZUIXa44cFpkj8tva7Y3eRmivlG52r3-kPw6VycfofSdfXazIvSkR-F75fPkM6apIrfLiq0L2IKX0kVf/s400/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525397558548059314" /></a><br /><br />And just to not leave you totally out in the cold, <a href="http://yuketen.com/">Yuketen</a> boots.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiS9x6qi2UrMnUBaEa082Ld-85CDL9WjCyUUDjS26gQ6QTCIvCQUlkjJe8NGX79KaH_EkV6e5mqqEV5GtmGJxvw4-qNsyTFhXndSU00FBC11hkoOALob0KVc9EtFUkYVmfdPH6obnNMhXr/s1600/Yuketen_collection_hunting.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiS9x6qi2UrMnUBaEa082Ld-85CDL9WjCyUUDjS26gQ6QTCIvCQUlkjJe8NGX79KaH_EkV6e5mqqEV5GtmGJxvw4-qNsyTFhXndSU00FBC11hkoOALob0KVc9EtFUkYVmfdPH6obnNMhXr/s400/Yuketen_collection_hunting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525399155573652658" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://assemblynewyork.com">Assembly New York</a> hooded parka. The hood is detachable.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXWAtO3N5kiqHBnMmLVSYVZyPm8dPetGS5eF18WhAciKzTq35e14uFSHyA9OBxMoeIoP0E_h2y6Pg14pyQOwrqFW7KIRFGkLxhsdYyrFjetw04C2Iiz24H-WpnPwUJrbshXKVc1jTxeNHR/s1600/toddshoot1044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXWAtO3N5kiqHBnMmLVSYVZyPm8dPetGS5eF18WhAciKzTq35e14uFSHyA9OBxMoeIoP0E_h2y6Pg14pyQOwrqFW7KIRFGkLxhsdYyrFjetw04C2Iiz24H-WpnPwUJrbshXKVc1jTxeNHR/s400/toddshoot1044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525400974227611586" /></a>Leo Plasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10983117600882183562noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-34540562886585482442010-10-07T07:19:00.000-07:002010-10-07T07:34:49.663-07:00The Gay Divorceé<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-xfaiAftJI?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-xfaiAftJI?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />
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This is the 1934 trailer for "The Gay Divorcee" starring Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire. I am in the process of getting Gay Divorced after 3 years of being Gay Married, so I thought I'd check this out and find out what is in store for me. According to this trailer, I can look forward to LOTS of singing and dancing and <i>Half the Beauties in Hollywood.</i> SCORE!!<br />
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Also, picnics with dapper gentlemen in convertible cars, silk flowered millinery, and more ruffles than a nineteenth century pirate!<br />
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Gentlemen in Bathing Costume!! Silk charmeuse jumpsuits with intricately pleated trim at the neck and arms worn with strappy cuban-heeled art-deco dancing shoes!!<br />
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Gentlemen in Bathing Costume... wearing Socks and Sandles!!!!?????????????<br />
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Watch chains and Tweed!! And CRAZY reflecting....<br />
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Top Hats, Cutaway Coats and Eeeeeexcellent Posture!!!<br />
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Lace Bedroom Jackets!! Wait, is that a bedroom Jacket or an outfit? What passed for a Bedroom jacket in the 30s would pass for a gown these days, so no telling... This looks like it has a hood and 30s evening fashion was slinky and not usually so covered-up or fastened so casually with a sash. Fred is tip-to-toe in his tux!! Why aren't you ready Ginger???? Aha: Keeping Gentlemen Waiting!!!!!!!<br />
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Making my own Dancing Space!!!! While dressed fantastically. Thank you 1934. Being Gay Divorced is obviously going to be AWESOME. Except for the Socks with Sandals part. But hey, not everyday can be rainbows and spectator oxfords.<br />
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Love,<br />
CarrieCarrie Leilam Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13020887935345197818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-43762917530474701072010-10-04T20:02:00.000-07:002010-10-05T08:07:42.416-07:00Winona Ryder's Shoes: Fashion at Litquake<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwwSXy3uFifb1whU8Eio-hi6dld3FoapYB52YEYwyd9WNyfBcT64zTakEmxE9fr7UZdVQ62CeuGKTcVShHzS7_j-fD_PxTOVX45e-IaS52MJLCsltpM19pP1mliTX-0sW3kuCH_-9RQI/s1600/P1010091.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwwSXy3uFifb1whU8Eio-hi6dld3FoapYB52YEYwyd9WNyfBcT64zTakEmxE9fr7UZdVQ62CeuGKTcVShHzS7_j-fD_PxTOVX45e-IaS52MJLCsltpM19pP1mliTX-0sW3kuCH_-9RQI/s320/P1010091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524392110724380066" border="0" /></a>It's not easy being paparazzi. These shoes and the feet inside them belong to Winona Ryder, who made the 80s bearable with films like <span style="font-style: italic;">Heathers</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Edward Scissorhands</span>. I totally wanted to kill all my classmates and fall in love with a tortured person who looked like Johnny Depp. Didn't you? Winona wouldn't let me take her picture so I cannot show you how she was tucked into a cute navy peacoat, a black and white psychedelic purse hung on her shoulder, startled eyes staring out from her deer face, just exuding fragility. I didn't feel great about sneaking a photo of her shoes, but whatcha gonna do? You don't get a fun fashion blog by respecting people's boundaries. This was backstage at Litquake's Barbary Coast Award tribute to poet/freedom fighter/publisher/stylish gentleman Lawrence Ferlinghetti. I know the photo is blurry. You don't get a second chance when you're being a sneak, and my battery was dying. Here's who else was backstage . . .<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4q3aWLE3bbE0RYLA6BK1dBO4tUvQRV2Z33FqYTemaGSdzPNf7bZJelGPxRR5fhd9N79WbDvZ65P_rQdE2-AtvXnxlF79aHOSAlCJNiqO7_W91IaZYhbg7renidEhlo-dFWk7lrjVUzzQ/s1600/P1010086.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4q3aWLE3bbE0RYLA6BK1dBO4tUvQRV2Z33FqYTemaGSdzPNf7bZJelGPxRR5fhd9N79WbDvZ65P_rQdE2-AtvXnxlF79aHOSAlCJNiqO7_W91IaZYhbg7renidEhlo-dFWk7lrjVUzzQ/s320/P1010086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524395946958659890" border="0" /></a>The hilarious writer Beth Lisick wearing a Geren Ford dress she got to <span style="font-style: italic;">borrow </span>from the <span style="font-style: italic;">designer </span>like she's Gwyneth Paltrow! "She was super nice," Beth said about Geren, who she met at a dinner a few years ago. Via a conversation about celebrities (Naomi Campbell) borrowing clothes from shops (Fred Segal) and returning them damaged (funked-up crotch), Beth learned how a person goes about procuring a designer loan!<br /><br />With a bunch of high-profile Litquake events (like tonight's Porchlight at the Herbst with Exene Cervenka), she figured it was a perfect time to see if she could score some frocks. "She sent me ten dresses! The Fed Ex lady came to my house yesterday. Just a box with ten dresses in it."<br /><br />What do you do with them when you're done? "She said, 'Unless you go crazy and spill red wine all over it, just send it back, don't worry about cleaning it.' It makes you wonder about the whole culture . . . it's someone's job to get the shit back from people who don't send it back!" Will the Fashion Repo Man come for Beth Lisick? "I'm going to send mine back."<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkCU7v3ED1WRAKI6u_6kWEFA-kKEQKUIcVKJHuWi8oF5QFBPT-4VwlSjtULCa6Uyn3Fn6Hgkncf9vY2STA7vu3JM9zr3WSbqD7wXDub5lRH355llIIdKW4RUL3ZULsktYTqphO2vJVsj4/s1600/P1010095.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkCU7v3ED1WRAKI6u_6kWEFA-kKEQKUIcVKJHuWi8oF5QFBPT-4VwlSjtULCa6Uyn3Fn6Hgkncf9vY2STA7vu3JM9zr3WSbqD7wXDub5lRH355llIIdKW4RUL3ZULsktYTqphO2vJVsj4/s320/P1010095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524399725634014354" border="0" /></a>Here we have Tom Waits, totally rough and rumpled and handsome in a crunchy little chapeau. I like the band and the little medallion. The hat looks like it got run over by a locomotive while on the head of some dashing rogue circa 1932, and the woman who'd loved him kept it in her dusty attic, weeping into it each night before crushing it to her bosom in a fitful sleep, slowly going mad from grief. Doesn't it? Laments Mr. Waits of today's newfangled hats, "Now they make them out of paper, they don't do anything. But this one's straw." He's had it for five years.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0th1VG-vErXIN4HfWZo-F4wrYueJhLSQg6UuCU_O1bYPBc89JCVYglm92r0lhcN-rImEhPirCI1u9oGNtW5JVm4vRX67Ws1_toP2TArzN9NwbS59oqeUYbDXwrw8NVPjTggB-DWWhbZM/s1600/P1010088.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0th1VG-vErXIN4HfWZo-F4wrYueJhLSQg6UuCU_O1bYPBc89JCVYglm92r0lhcN-rImEhPirCI1u9oGNtW5JVm4vRX67Ws1_toP2TArzN9NwbS59oqeUYbDXwrw8NVPjTggB-DWWhbZM/s320/P1010088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524401556485753778" border="0" /></a>Are we in an F. Scott Fitzgerald novel or what? Like, <span style="font-style: italic;">Tender is the Night</span>, but no one's insane or drunk or having a pistol duel, just being charming and glamorous? This is Robert Mailer Anderson and Nicola Miner, usual suspects at San Francisco's wittiest literary soirees. I asked Robert who made his suit. "My main man," he said. "Tom Ford." But of course! Nicola is wearing a skirt by Marc Jacobs. Let's get a close-up!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyJ5ph5AcZTX7yX9hNC2oXzVgUeiovuVWKb947Xu4PKhYHEVbk00VtOQwE-Sr8BJy-JGtn7XYxR8S4XXjbWZFCgeYSJWR9MFkCJh8ib1xIaK5Otuq3SoNQkT28F7XQCHZsH0-On1vL8s/s1600/P1010089.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnyJ5ph5AcZTX7yX9hNC2oXzVgUeiovuVWKb947Xu4PKhYHEVbk00VtOQwE-Sr8BJy-JGtn7XYxR8S4XXjbWZFCgeYSJWR9MFkCJh8ib1xIaK5Otuq3SoNQkT28F7XQCHZsH0-On1vL8s/s320/P1010089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524402489453535410" border="0" /></a>Camouflage <span>and</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>houndstooth, together at last! Stunning!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnDFRaOxi-CwAqloOF-5kV6BLorE6kyHct0lSGs2LydYeWghGDp7vpXMPCldFVFSOfhIt0zH4XZNOetwC07YNrRYG60u3qhtY2Kci40VQM5e4_NTQO-oHzGNM5fy-5X6e1YYxl2bNuwi4/s1600/P1010096.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnDFRaOxi-CwAqloOF-5kV6BLorE6kyHct0lSGs2LydYeWghGDp7vpXMPCldFVFSOfhIt0zH4XZNOetwC07YNrRYG60u3qhtY2Kci40VQM5e4_NTQO-oHzGNM5fy-5X6e1YYxl2bNuwi4/s320/P1010096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524402932886480706" border="0" /></a>Okay, first I name-dropped the name of a person I don't even like as a way to start a conversation with Patti Smith. So right off the bat I feel bad about myself. Then I ask her if I can take her photo for a fashion blog. She's texting when I ask her this. I should have waited but my heart was in my throat and I'm like, if I don't just blurt it I'll loose my nerve. So she says, "In a minute," without looking up from her cell. I think 'In a minute' means 'If you are desperate enough to nag me about this when it is clear I am busy and uninterested, I will probably do it, because I am Patti Smith and I am a very compassionate, very empathic, totally great person.' Of course I can't bring myself to ask again, so I instead continue to chip away at my integrity taking sneaky snapshots and get massively scolded by a Litquake Lady. Was it worth it? Of course. I wish I could show you the long black overcoat she was wearing. The bottom was so riddled with holes it looked like it had been chewed by rats. I loved it, and I love her brownboots with her baggy jeans stuffed into them, and I love her little leather pouch (she had a Moleskine in it, of course. Black.) and I love her, I love Patti Smith. Want to know what Patti Smith loves?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHhzjuI1RHChdUqsbsTIrDjcz3mu23R_-OxxsyU7d9tdUO0v8_yWD9FikI8u5opHhgKQULmEVkF-mdtlOdlhDz_K4laPW-BUt8K28rj_5U0M_MtgfraYiF8xaki_HUoS1iHcX_vwikP8o/s1600/P1010101.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHhzjuI1RHChdUqsbsTIrDjcz3mu23R_-OxxsyU7d9tdUO0v8_yWD9FikI8u5opHhgKQULmEVkF-mdtlOdlhDz_K4laPW-BUt8K28rj_5U0M_MtgfraYiF8xaki_HUoS1iHcX_vwikP8o/s320/P1010101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524405877250301250" border="0" /></a>These sneakers. They belong to James Kass, poet and tireless leader of Youth Speaks. He introduced himself to her like a <span>normal</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>person, and she said, "I love your shoes." Then he tweeted it and rubbed it in my face for the rest of the night.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFkGfToHHXag2sLM6aBSyWI9QQ99QAwSRb6qbL4wuMTpRSnfMvwVMmY2c36R-QFTTFz3febQwg5QTkUAss7b4zqoCVz0yRIeU4twBFpRQ-VobHoan2ePWD2P3xHB5wOk6h8fzYCAn_j4/s1600/P1010093.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheFkGfToHHXag2sLM6aBSyWI9QQ99QAwSRb6qbL4wuMTpRSnfMvwVMmY2c36R-QFTTFz3febQwg5QTkUAss7b4zqoCVz0yRIeU4twBFpRQ-VobHoan2ePWD2P3xHB5wOk6h8fzYCAn_j4/s320/P1010093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524406619571566546" border="0" /></a>What becomes a legend most? Your basic black jeans and blazer. Lenny Kaye is so great<span style="font-style: italic;">. </span>He's been part of the Patti Smith Group since the beginning, he played in the Jim Carroll Band, he anthologized garage rock in a major way, he wrote Waylon Jenning's book for him, and, most importantly, he helped me with my ongoing project of cultivating attraction to people who are actually older than me. What a fox! He seemed real nice, too.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQobh0VvhQKEW6w8_izfvbMLht_y_DrRcGvpcFnO8eARJWx1vyoTaELNC6BprhoELl3vbmH5UPVGyfpzjBaB6zmeELhyphenhyphenHaeHE91KtAlsolZF2A4lEEystwSMetjmlu3dhHK6seiUdWAGY/s1600/P1010097.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQobh0VvhQKEW6w8_izfvbMLht_y_DrRcGvpcFnO8eARJWx1vyoTaELNC6BprhoELl3vbmH5UPVGyfpzjBaB6zmeELhyphenhyphenHaeHE91KtAlsolZF2A4lEEystwSMetjmlu3dhHK6seiUdWAGY/s320/P1010097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524406516831417138" border="0" /></a>This pretty lady kept getting prettier all night! Her name is Persia Matine, and she's a makeup artist. I shoulda known! She did makeup on the Ferlinghetti documentary, Ferlinghetti.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wH98Ii846eoUfB4aBvgDjzmTp9DsDTLHvnwCIF2Vzaah-7c2PEoi_TFYVtJ-4iCz-jsKCxeb_lxJITJpzDP7pTIbKA8C62DOXWoOZmBkFkz44nzYIUw_Q4xLRaefmi2VBqkIbD2JrAA/s1600/P1010090.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4wH98Ii846eoUfB4aBvgDjzmTp9DsDTLHvnwCIF2Vzaah-7c2PEoi_TFYVtJ-4iCz-jsKCxeb_lxJITJpzDP7pTIbKA8C62DOXWoOZmBkFkz44nzYIUw_Q4xLRaefmi2VBqkIbD2JrAA/s320/P1010090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524409201284639746" border="0" /></a>What a cool purse! "It was made by women from a Tibetan refugee camp," said the woman carrying it, a Berkeley person with mutli-culti flair. Check out her man-friend's jacket:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVk1qu3d5jdq0jyYzXOB0K9OSoimiML3xZf-lhBhJCX62QmGGEA2htUTc2wBFhPOnGknx3SElIYpE11Lf3l2OCvqmlkmpeSBS5r-N-5kHO8O6Jd20EZn_58NAsV9quWBkwhQMmr3EI3BE/s1600/P1010099.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVk1qu3d5jdq0jyYzXOB0K9OSoimiML3xZf-lhBhJCX62QmGGEA2htUTc2wBFhPOnGknx3SElIYpE11Lf3l2OCvqmlkmpeSBS5r-N-5kHO8O6Jd20EZn_58NAsV9quWBkwhQMmr3EI3BE/s320/P1010099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524409923398070786" border="0" /></a>The fabric is from Tibet, too.<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjQBDo0XmYkNENOurU8T73pSJu8xDe18ZeEayO7ls9NPmy_L87JnrOE8Yv_sJn_5L5fKtlOetOmZNXRcqMPFFAnTtu9Mr02kp4Gs-81h5QqksoewGgcojwb_RExkngGn1PFAl6FzUeSE/s1600/P1010100.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjQBDo0XmYkNENOurU8T73pSJu8xDe18ZeEayO7ls9NPmy_L87JnrOE8Yv_sJn_5L5fKtlOetOmZNXRcqMPFFAnTtu9Mr02kp4Gs-81h5QqksoewGgcojwb_RExkngGn1PFAl6FzUeSE/s320/P1010100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524410370654781138" border="0" /></a>You know they have been rocking this look since 1969, and the cycles of fashion have whorled back around and embraced them. Keep the faith, Berkeley People.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJktz_px4lZvkJb5NQnunn7BUvT4X-IZaJfpRFpcQj5CeiHlDYvqFQzWBtrws13FDQIyv_KKwfg6WG0xyQAK_LGQK334K5bBGEiogr48WfhlQ1Goa3jei8FQJgS7lQc49o3wkeU9aN1Bk/s1600/P1010104.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJktz_px4lZvkJb5NQnunn7BUvT4X-IZaJfpRFpcQj5CeiHlDYvqFQzWBtrws13FDQIyv_KKwfg6WG0xyQAK_LGQK334K5bBGEiogr48WfhlQ1Goa3jei8FQJgS7lQc49o3wkeU9aN1Bk/s320/P1010104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524410765919575026" border="0" /></a>A mysterious boy leaning against the wall at the afterparty. Perhaps he was being paid by Litquake to stand around looking awesome? Money well spent, I say.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxE6dvRj0ynnhhraBUjeWfszNZw8uPKikyT7UbIxIcQCy2y41jaf0UbCRO4CxIupnF7yYaBQ3KZKOsZhkqtLAWsZdcSQw00Ho9V2FC1sDLQjoMkGtXDu-54bIvGURaXkrTWSs91d3klgQ/s1600/P1010107.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxE6dvRj0ynnhhraBUjeWfszNZw8uPKikyT7UbIxIcQCy2y41jaf0UbCRO4CxIupnF7yYaBQ3KZKOsZhkqtLAWsZdcSQw00Ho9V2FC1sDLQjoMkGtXDu-54bIvGURaXkrTWSs91d3klgQ/s320/P1010107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524411492469699138" border="0" /></a>Writer Rhiannon Argo was wearing the <span style="font-style: italic;">best </span>leather vest with sort of shredded fur on the shoulder and collar. See?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOI8r5JNLstsSIczm5Bz0DbQNC0R6e4Ucw6jyEVZbQceH1wHUyZYKNoDsYcxkZi_Bkyk7XNezt0HysoqR1-ZvfOkpzRHj-LHbnL0qkporsRxTQ6xaQDQ0tGiMWGWjQtteUghaSTgg62Bs/s1600/P1010108.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOI8r5JNLstsSIczm5Bz0DbQNC0R6e4Ucw6jyEVZbQceH1wHUyZYKNoDsYcxkZi_Bkyk7XNezt0HysoqR1-ZvfOkpzRHj-LHbnL0qkporsRxTQ6xaQDQ0tGiMWGWjQtteUghaSTgg62Bs/s320/P1010108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524411835718736466" border="0" /></a>Basically it was once a jacket and Rhiannon allowed the sleeves to elegantly rot away. It's very <span style="font-style: italic;">Just Kids</span>-era Patti, no?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8HMq0q_SbmM7hTsLdibWNRmEy2ZAPCjGVBpzioZVpaao6KA8DxSheQE9wLfPjr3oHSkKSETOlpunOuVAiAClGibsFKoi4blo48KXJtJC6QGTjVdOowJTFH3WJ78XSTNBoVfX4nV6gKCM/s1600/P1010111.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8HMq0q_SbmM7hTsLdibWNRmEy2ZAPCjGVBpzioZVpaao6KA8DxSheQE9wLfPjr3oHSkKSETOlpunOuVAiAClGibsFKoi4blo48KXJtJC6QGTjVdOowJTFH3WJ78XSTNBoVfX4nV6gKCM/s320/P1010111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524412180241609650" border="0" /></a>Looking Good, Sounding Good: Writer Ali Liebegott reads at Litcrawl at the Lexington Club, Saturday at 7:15; Beth Pickens reads at RADAR at the San Francisco Public Library, Wednesday.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibCd-4hCR2M9ZOqOWTXkj0tbwYLcVwArp73TcyQKFe133MacN5DyZnO3x0zed3CLbBFFNWo_7PO9HVbEn13j3E3VaVj5aKFfraHgOoXbURA0lezA6MVvWgle6BkLIkZWFeJnqwRZZAFM4/s1600/P1010109.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibCd-4hCR2M9ZOqOWTXkj0tbwYLcVwArp73TcyQKFe133MacN5DyZnO3x0zed3CLbBFFNWo_7PO9HVbEn13j3E3VaVj5aKFfraHgOoXbURA0lezA6MVvWgle6BkLIkZWFeJnqwRZZAFM4/s320/P1010109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524413445102431714" border="0" /></a>Original Plumbing publisher and photographer Amos Mac, wearing a spiffy number from Topman. Check it:<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZJw5P4CJm8kO_yYaSGUuh7jfsFU4QpuZqLjSr0OSs6hL2j1_uth9a5MfjplHZAoTR94ET__uDfKB56HCdtosuwvc47WbLwVtRzK2Yt5YFbP6E2ipeLJImq6XatVGxs25nzWVTXro2cg/s1600/P1010112.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBZJw5P4CJm8kO_yYaSGUuh7jfsFU4QpuZqLjSr0OSs6hL2j1_uth9a5MfjplHZAoTR94ET__uDfKB56HCdtosuwvc47WbLwVtRzK2Yt5YFbP6E2ipeLJImq6XatVGxs25nzWVTXro2cg/s320/P1010112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524413768545677730" border="0" /></a>Yes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4sN0VfP1ws81EiTxuBJrM7l_3OzUyzXr5siQ1UNva1PSIjXHR63lYVeAE8aDWsd_r-LJqgtIAgizagCcleEjloJJEFo3f8fovCvi_UaSFTU7Cmsr25grXK1uHbI8QhcMbLHlXMsoKhe0/s1600/P1010114.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4sN0VfP1ws81EiTxuBJrM7l_3OzUyzXr5siQ1UNva1PSIjXHR63lYVeAE8aDWsd_r-LJqgtIAgizagCcleEjloJJEFo3f8fovCvi_UaSFTU7Cmsr25grXK1uHbI8QhcMbLHlXMsoKhe0/s320/P1010114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524413974230611666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This is Mitche Manitou. "I sometimes can't live up to the belt buckle," he says. I tried to take a close-up, but my camera finally died, releasing me from the tyranny of the <span style="font-style: italic;">blog. </span>The belt buckle is a giant tiger head, and it's great. I leave you with photos of the man of the hour, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, who started City Lights bookstore and press, went to court to fight for Ginsberg's <span style="font-style: italic;">Howl</span>, and who looks great in a hat or an orange pair of spectacles.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5FKLVhPjCE5icp5Dt3Au7lW2HVfK6keKC-oRKMWe2wsa01D77DXSyhyvpBD_ZsAJo2eyC8sND6x_yqmLcDtyiaYvxh_de392LHdZixnrEmpHApdR1CQztlIE3iM9Nk3TH3C-A-6PUjj4/s1600/lawrence_ferlinghetti-1959.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5FKLVhPjCE5icp5Dt3Au7lW2HVfK6keKC-oRKMWe2wsa01D77DXSyhyvpBD_ZsAJo2eyC8sND6x_yqmLcDtyiaYvxh_de392LHdZixnrEmpHApdR1CQztlIE3iM9Nk3TH3C-A-6PUjj4/s320/lawrence_ferlinghetti-1959.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524417741952524402" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinulUlURT13uiNDvWDqEWjLCxN7D1jtq0wcJwMSWQMa5CZlKZVFFoWZV8bOfEy6iI2YIXMNmxFwfRE97rBfXTdaoD7DPrCsF38wEpEn8dG7aQtYYfkEHYKBB1LksGg5cYp9mlnjxkGzPY/s1600/lf-derby.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinulUlURT13uiNDvWDqEWjLCxN7D1jtq0wcJwMSWQMa5CZlKZVFFoWZV8bOfEy6iI2YIXMNmxFwfRE97rBfXTdaoD7DPrCsF38wEpEn8dG7aQtYYfkEHYKBB1LksGg5cYp9mlnjxkGzPY/s320/lf-derby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524417927036914306" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8G1mYgbajuLTUHIjugVPECZoX6cZxYezGDSovNvfKN399_yUHoJxv-3nV9yYu-a44fUF9Yf3rBt72lga1ygnIe4qWYgJsxm5uLhqUEGHqJuAAjjIxusmgh4Ihqkj6Zu9agSFKSjHwaLA/s1600/67D4936F5C0EF4057312C8_Large.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8G1mYgbajuLTUHIjugVPECZoX6cZxYezGDSovNvfKN399_yUHoJxv-3nV9yYu-a44fUF9Yf3rBt72lga1ygnIe4qWYgJsxm5uLhqUEGHqJuAAjjIxusmgh4Ihqkj6Zu9agSFKSjHwaLA/s320/67D4936F5C0EF4057312C8_Large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524418072708098818" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtKdFWGDo99qyvS2y_kiIM9Kd9ROHy5nAIiksGyL-dT4PzITQvTHit67v9QBoDcegupdun0ywV9NntVk-DxUWikcj4EIVs4uYg5vs1oulRDXKXQTIZlVBRuH83lAn2Hd-sI0GGsFNapLE/s1600/Lawrence_Ferlinghetti_2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtKdFWGDo99qyvS2y_kiIM9Kd9ROHy5nAIiksGyL-dT4PzITQvTHit67v9QBoDcegupdun0ywV9NntVk-DxUWikcj4EIVs4uYg5vs1oulRDXKXQTIZlVBRuH83lAn2Hd-sI0GGsFNapLE/s320/Lawrence_Ferlinghetti_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524418173100282178" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1oEhZH8T77H9xwMnviHm6bbZcOIiEhnTsO7Km_h3Zv0duV5ACFnKvP_HcSMilglg2T3gy8YhFkBegnreeopE5RU3FCNvBSc69EOnK9m7Fo3OvX0JtfXusmTX5r7IwHtMSZShcKtF7s94/s1600/P1010094.JPG"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /></div>Michelle Teahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13878450170178896831noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-54450440122947917152010-10-01T19:24:00.000-07:002010-10-01T19:26:46.011-07:00The Incredible Gentlemen of My Garden Party Wedding<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWld0WJkS6WBqXofuDRFnR28hc8lIOVhlCHYhwV4DfS6ufCf_vtdPAdQ2hndkSWIXGC-6GgzN15oQtgB53npkj5RnimWmNkQxZWOhFxxdO2XRQKxgAXdNlZaX11DdQfYQWL-wk_SVX5NU/s1600/1-15-2010+2-47-54+PM.png.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWld0WJkS6WBqXofuDRFnR28hc8lIOVhlCHYhwV4DfS6ufCf_vtdPAdQ2hndkSWIXGC-6GgzN15oQtgB53npkj5RnimWmNkQxZWOhFxxdO2XRQKxgAXdNlZaX11DdQfYQWL-wk_SVX5NU/s320/1-15-2010+2-47-54+PM.png.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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As Michael [von] Braithwaite began exploring here on Monday, people who came to our wedding last weekend looked off the chain. The image above is one of a gallery we gave our guests ahead of time because we wanted people to understand what "dapper" meant to us and because we wanted everyone to look fly for pictures. We were not disappointed. People brought it in a serious way. The pictures we have so far--snapshots, all of them--are pretty fucking incredible.<br />
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Here is a small gallery of beach bluff garden party style on a variety of gentlemen who I'm proud to call my friends and family:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Kareem and Alex. I love that Kareem, who did our photographs, looks like an amazing newspaper man. He totally nailed it. And Alex did the skinny black suit perfectly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Kareem, like the Libra he is, looking handsome and perfectly dressed for the occasion.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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Emily and Sten. Sten's socks are an awesome detail and a perfect compliment to his tie.<br />
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Tyler, who you will learn more about next week. He is my fashion hero, I've recently decided. Somehow he wore a jean jacket, jeans and a bow tie and it looked dashing--thus breaking my number one fashion rule and proving me wrong simultaneously. Part of the secret was his super sweet saddle shoes, not shown here. So into it.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I know this is supposed to be about gentlemen but I fucking <b>loved </b>seeing all the lady outfits, too. This was our procession--we brought the party to us, on a crazy edge-of-the-world beach bluff in northern California. Everyone looked stunning.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, there you have it, folks. Thanks to my uncredited photographer friends.There were many excellent gentlemen dressers who have not yet shown up in pictures, which is really everyone's loss. But, point is, when you tell people to look like a dapper garden party, they will roll up PREPARED. To bocci ball and Salty Dogs and fashion on cliffs! And, of course, to love! </div>Page McBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09529743767222046408noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-68238008333451621902010-09-30T11:32:00.000-07:002010-09-30T13:24:31.377-07:00Fall TimeFinally San Francisco had a little bit of this going on!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyfs4L6Jzwf8cR7j2e5Q1zKl865aDvV6mchkaHauUPxDqA_-WfqiL3dcC5MahOG3659cqPnQkBAl1kySiH2LFOXMUQb-_-hqPQYG4a2P1k9kguV9975jpbDNeGEjTjEX79T8xFzw3vrir_/s1600/IMG_1528.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyfs4L6Jzwf8cR7j2e5Q1zKl865aDvV6mchkaHauUPxDqA_-WfqiL3dcC5MahOG3659cqPnQkBAl1kySiH2LFOXMUQb-_-hqPQYG4a2P1k9kguV9975jpbDNeGEjTjEX79T8xFzw3vrir_/s400/IMG_1528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522777298636316722" /></a><br />I even took my first ever head to toe dip in the Pacific Ocean right here in SF at Baker Beach. Crazy I know. And yes freezing but luckily the current was so crazy the damn Pacific shot me right back out. Enough beach madness though, it's technically Fall now and the weather is going back to normal. Fall is probably my favorite season fashion wise. Probably because it's layered look is perfecto for San Francisco. Here's some things to get you into the season.<br /><br />Just when I thought I was all Pendletoned out this happens, <a href="http://www.openingceremony.us/entry.asp?pid=1513">Pendleton meets Opening Ceremony boots</a>. What the fuck?!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglhM9jeyGTZoof-WKIUUhifkzyu_7q_gc4UEAZgoZmt65xOZ0quiu5udjv_b68IjT2I3cul554YMR8Ep4FiPRln7MRDatW3-mdMU5h_8jQZgIihw3XaHpH7J2ItGzLBU0_V6N1g-uqnCJA/s1600/15xmu8p.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglhM9jeyGTZoof-WKIUUhifkzyu_7q_gc4UEAZgoZmt65xOZ0quiu5udjv_b68IjT2I3cul554YMR8Ep4FiPRln7MRDatW3-mdMU5h_8jQZgIihw3XaHpH7J2ItGzLBU0_V6N1g-uqnCJA/s400/15xmu8p.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522779231189786738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8t9Y6r7T8nEbjcmse5PWMmkiMs1Cyv07izY7t1KYzVy167Bw8mBgyM_Mh6Sa_IL_d0VlrzmiWlOHIRstPyUmES-Ly1jy47SOZnF26mJIQeeCI_UEe9gRV2CUsf66prTH1oojwyp0NPXvk/s1600/rw29ds.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8t9Y6r7T8nEbjcmse5PWMmkiMs1Cyv07izY7t1KYzVy167Bw8mBgyM_Mh6Sa_IL_d0VlrzmiWlOHIRstPyUmES-Ly1jy47SOZnF26mJIQeeCI_UEe9gRV2CUsf66prTH1oojwyp0NPXvk/s400/rw29ds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522779412478045426" /></a><br />Or, maybe like me you have a dog that needs to be walked wether it rains everyday or not. I purchased these last Fall feeling a little crazy since I live in a city but, as you can see these <a href="http://usa.hunter-boot.com/1/Welcome-To-The-Home-Of-Hunter-Wellies.aspx">Hunter</a> boots got quite a lot of wear. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqFjo2r3P0EoIR9Sjl3BjJkXpTCkCm7lFsth7ocF6PPk9b6FT4ubV7mWU-48sYv4_zEirEQFtcAzy_Njl9qJx2HP4rKiBzwWTwCBpZchDYk_3CGvkYEh5lPMW-2pcrDf5vhYBIHCkn4Pt/s1600/IMG_1830.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqFjo2r3P0EoIR9Sjl3BjJkXpTCkCm7lFsth7ocF6PPk9b6FT4ubV7mWU-48sYv4_zEirEQFtcAzy_Njl9qJx2HP4rKiBzwWTwCBpZchDYk_3CGvkYEh5lPMW-2pcrDf5vhYBIHCkn4Pt/s400/IMG_1830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522794904132533682" /></a><br />How about a<a href="http://www.barbour.com/"> Barbou</a>r wax cotton baseball hat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijY4Z2T7wcDp84duU01lUCjHwpM-V5eELRYPM-DwtdvOhXqfvXCSSQEHElU4HIsQianYKEyfpMwUYq8ojisf8yLjfSkdrRXVrQ1YCMnPyH0n259sTiQoSfs8SLwRr2BNGYYI26CFgTxWrg/s1600/4090310092008150214.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijY4Z2T7wcDp84duU01lUCjHwpM-V5eELRYPM-DwtdvOhXqfvXCSSQEHElU4HIsQianYKEyfpMwUYq8ojisf8yLjfSkdrRXVrQ1YCMnPyH0n259sTiQoSfs8SLwRr2BNGYYI26CFgTxWrg/s400/4090310092008150214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522787407297088466" /></a><br />Also, check out <a href="http://www.hattannewyork.com/#/collection3/hat10">Hattan New York</a> hats. Here's one example but click the link to see my favorite which I couldn't swipe a picture of.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtTubhfTaebkkZ-mwjaGpsWaO6dJdPSJ8XRPymS1LbC1zV7WDlc3wPktLfoV1ekv9Y9aR0OvmW2KG_3RnyUaD8xbzkgOlQdm2_TEfonBhNEpLuccUZdfSrCGXg98zpoy_FNCKgctongTXM/s1600/screen-capture-92.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtTubhfTaebkkZ-mwjaGpsWaO6dJdPSJ8XRPymS1LbC1zV7WDlc3wPktLfoV1ekv9Y9aR0OvmW2KG_3RnyUaD8xbzkgOlQdm2_TEfonBhNEpLuccUZdfSrCGXg98zpoy_FNCKgctongTXM/s400/screen-capture-92.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522788522361838802" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.brooksbrothers.com/IWCatSectionView.process?IWAction=Load&Merchant_Id=1&Section_Id=714">Brooks Brothers</a> black fleece shirts are more narrow and shorter than their others and are designed by Thom Browne.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8RKLWoIx_zU9k_wbJXKlAamqgZTMAPqXNPBez4E_qdCmy09HQb0-u5ZNpjXMmjgfmX81LiCmDmyURoyoZssvwnEGUdKxh0Qfztgi8d9ikcTNSBOwk2hSy4qu37oynCZ5gTFZQ0XNWr9d/s1600/32AE_PALE-GREY.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8RKLWoIx_zU9k_wbJXKlAamqgZTMAPqXNPBez4E_qdCmy09HQb0-u5ZNpjXMmjgfmX81LiCmDmyURoyoZssvwnEGUdKxh0Qfztgi8d9ikcTNSBOwk2hSy4qu37oynCZ5gTFZQ0XNWr9d/s400/32AE_PALE-GREY.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522798680155432338" /></a><br />Also, tip for little guys: Brooks Brothers sells in boys sizes. Great for guys who can't find blazers and such small enough. And cheaper too!<br /><br />I don't know about you guys but, I've been getting pretty jealous of all the lady capes going around. Here's a poncho from, always a favorite brand, <a href="http://woolrichwoolenmills.com/">Woolrich Woolen Mills</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDy2Tq9ov9m4AangwHbvVe1T9cUxow-pDxCMrmE2iD7VDuuuUKHrHbmI9w31yvS09SxEh8l1NswtWpVVzJSOXw60hxtHOPyGTdnfkHb-YqTcAAJubC4WmDLfxVHbrbuh6Xi9WX8rqhEEf/s1600/25.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqDy2Tq9ov9m4AangwHbvVe1T9cUxow-pDxCMrmE2iD7VDuuuUKHrHbmI9w31yvS09SxEh8l1NswtWpVVzJSOXw60hxtHOPyGTdnfkHb-YqTcAAJubC4WmDLfxVHbrbuh6Xi9WX8rqhEEf/s400/25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522791355734157858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzlmtY3OnOFs8eNfdenqi8-E9YJF7NTx_lQN92Rl6QtYtH8p7tr4ahDIXHwWuqfFeDWgKWdGJMlQ1-bkj9gQ4PBQwr-xZYP5UWsULOU1N4_FLY0J6Pg0IlJJmcdITOWLQdM6dIsY4zOvJH/s1600/24.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzlmtY3OnOFs8eNfdenqi8-E9YJF7NTx_lQN92Rl6QtYtH8p7tr4ahDIXHwWuqfFeDWgKWdGJMlQ1-bkj9gQ4PBQwr-xZYP5UWsULOU1N4_FLY0J6Pg0IlJJmcdITOWLQdM6dIsY4zOvJH/s400/24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522791495411535298" /></a><br /><br />Well, that's a few of my current likes for Fall but don't worry, I'm sure there will be more to come.Leo Plasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10983117600882183562noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-78505202878034717032010-09-29T21:15:00.000-07:002010-09-30T00:17:39.983-07:00Back in the day when I was young/I'm not a kid anymore/But sometimes...I was going to post dreamy diaphanous pictures of edwardian era gowns from Worth and Poiret, and I was going to talk all about the problem of Orientalism in fashion and luxury and empire and how sometimes beautiful clothes are made from the spoils of nasty and selfish pursuits and how sometimes the dischord between the means and the ends splits my mind open like a ripe fruit, making me vulnerable to monkeys and flies.<br />
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And one day I will write that post, but not today. Today I don't feel like splitting open. Today I have a mind like a drum, a mind that's making music out of being beat on. Today I have a heart like a balloon, so l i g h t it floats! <br />
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To this end, in the grand tradition of my fellow Ironing Board collaborators Leo Plass and Marisa Crawford, I bring you the childhood fashion idols of Carrie Leilam Love. Childhood is the most resiliant and lighthearted condition there is!<br />
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BLOSSOM!!! Easily my number one childhood fashion influence. I remember going to Mervyns with my mom and thinking, What Would Blossom Wear?! I was a sucker for ANYthing with a giant flower on it. Blossom was weird and funky and funny looking and I loved her.<br />
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Mayim Bialik, the actress who played Blossom, also played the young CC Bloom in Beaches. Beaches!! I don't know about everyone, but me and all the white girls I grew up with used to watch this movie at slumber parties and cry our eyes out. And I used to own several hand-me down dance costumes one of which was purple with fringe on it and I used to dance around in it pretending to be the young CC Bloom. I <strike>blame</strike> thank young CC for my habit of sometimes not wearing pants in public and being perfectly comfortable in costume when everyone else is just dressed.<br />
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GIBBLER!! While best friend DJ generally stuck to whatever the popular-girl uniform of the moment was, Kimmy took fashion risks that matched her obnoxious personality. Check out the Leopard shorts-suit @ 1:00!! I would wear that <i>right this minute</i>.<br />
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TLC!!! Ok, can you imagine ANY modern girl group wearing this many clothes and selling records in today's market?! TLCs style was so iconic and represented a kind of femininity that was really accessible for a tough chick like myself. They didn't have to be naked to be girls, and they owned their sexuality in a BIG way. Who can forget the condom in the glasses?! There is not a wardrobe item in this pic (save Left-Eye's crazy hat... sorry Left-Eye...) that I did not own. I had orange docs, slouch socks, oversized bright tees, suspenders, and size 40 pants. RIP Left Eye.<br />
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Ok, Kris Kross and TLC are reminding me of this kind of amazing moment in early 90s street fashion that was totally unisex. Boys <i>and</i> Girls wore baggy backwards clothes, overalls with the strap hanging down, giant t-shirts and backwards hats. Wasn't that great? Or am I totally wrong and Jr. High is kind of unisex in general? Because I do see boys and girls of the 2010s both wearing skinny jeans and studded belts. And YES I wore a backwards baseball jersey a couple of times. <br />
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STARTER JACKET!! I couldn't find a picture of Kris Kross wearing starter jackets... but they are the reason I begged and begged and beeeeeeegggggged my mom to buy me one. She never did. But I forgive her because they really were expensive and we really were broke.<br />
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HALLE BERRY IN BOOMERANG!!! Obvs Grace Jones looks amazing in this movie too but back then I still wanted to be a sweet-faced everybody-loves-her girl more than I wanted to be a bad-ass diety of fierceness so Halle is the one I tried to dress like. Nowadays I get my mixed-girl on by rocking hood fashion items along with mainstream fashion and right now I'm wondering if I learned this from Halle!<br />
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In this flick she rocks the early 90s look I like to call "recovery." After the over-the-top ruffles and neon and florals and accessories of the 80s, people finally just got tired of it and and embraced a Calvin Kleinesque minimalism. Calvin Klein was HUGE in the 90s. 80s was boom-time and coke, 90s was recession and heroine. But I digress. Halle wore simple silouhettes BUT... she punctuated them with brightly colored African inspired accessories!! <br />
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The one picture from Boomerang I could not find is of Halle wearing a button-up collared and cuffed dress shirt with sheer sleeves -- this shirt was immediately EVERYwhere and I definitely owned one. I have scrubbed thrift and vintage racks all over town in search of another but alas, have come up empty handed. If you find one, cop that ish and I'll get you back!!!<br />
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Peace Out. Word to Ya Motha.<br />
CarrieCarrie Leilam Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13020887935345197818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-18753833572202243522010-09-28T09:10:00.000-07:002010-09-28T09:32:50.366-07:00I Like I Like My Style<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYEgRvLnudgL1UrKHdqMdfEAZXFb9Xfyo8G2-R8SSxo5QMLRuBZecst5WgBdcY3jm808czSSN7XTVsZn2u76TNSP7WILb2GzmeXljj4BPehDITpzGAqNSdM_dqXhxkiyRbo1qqMT97XW8/s1600/Picture+2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYEgRvLnudgL1UrKHdqMdfEAZXFb9Xfyo8G2-R8SSxo5QMLRuBZecst5WgBdcY3jm808czSSN7XTVsZn2u76TNSP7WILb2GzmeXljj4BPehDITpzGAqNSdM_dqXhxkiyRbo1qqMT97XW8/s320/Picture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522000439881738178" border="0" /></a><br /><style>@font-face { font-family: "Times New Roman"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Sectio</style>I was looking for <i>Love </i><span style="font-style: normal;">at the international rack of a newsstand in a French airport (that would be the UK fashion magazine </span><i>Love) </i><span style="font-style: normal;">when I found </span><i>I Like My Style Quarterly </i><span style="font-style: normal;">(#2)</span><i>, </i><span style="font-style: normal;">featuring a bespeckled young person in red leather hot pants and an Alaskan sleigh dog on a tight leash on the cover. Of course I grabbed it, and what was inside was a real revelation – a magazine that gives you all the eye-candy, fantastical pleasure of a fashion magazine, but with content that was surprisingly DIY and personal. Yes, there are editorials with models wearing Balenciaga and Rick Owens, but the models are just cute people who ran into Barney’s dressing room with a stack of clothes and did a sneaky photo shoot. There’s a lady wearing Balmain and Alexander McQueen, but they’re actually her clothes, she’s a stylist in Bangkok and the shoot happens in her house. An outgrowth of the social networking site ilikemystyle, the creators of the magazine lift the user-driven content off the web and funnel it right into the publication, which is how you get a bunch of adorable people talking about if they like their hair, or pairs of female besties talking about their clothes and their friendship. In With Compliments people write about beloved editorials in other fashion magazines -fashion fan-ficiton! Issue #2 has Lady Gaga impersonators in conversation with one another, a trip to a Russian Doll Factory, recipes for<span style=""> </span>a Lebanese dinner party, a glimpse of Marina Abramovic, and tons more. I emailed Eva Munz, who publishes the magazine along with Adriano Sack, for an interview, and here it is.<br /><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rP_K0J6MCkSoqtHZ_zK15penccar-lrP23w5J1w4oh31QVVn3eGn8J3SGYLib3VTcsASeFZXg5RJEGbFnSK2LId_ZbcfmPoe5WWfKit47J5KKZRubK9xbuiwiz80eBRj_ivie35-J4M/s1600/i+like+my+style+jpg.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0rP_K0J6MCkSoqtHZ_zK15penccar-lrP23w5J1w4oh31QVVn3eGn8J3SGYLib3VTcsASeFZXg5RJEGbFnSK2LId_ZbcfmPoe5WWfKit47J5KKZRubK9xbuiwiz80eBRj_ivie35-J4M/s320/i+like+my+style+jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521999499272849618" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-gTKlRP4KviTPYovSBHDzf6V3V6dSIHW16ZH03rA2ojoF_jPK91rIm3CSJIUXC2Xg3hqnab-Rbh49N-Va8bzFpdaEUuirU_YdFkH2fofD4CL_sCvie9TCJAjXMuMUM7TK-h2GvWg4Sk/s1600/P1010078.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span> <p class="MsoNormal"><b> </b></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>IRONING BOARD COLLECTIVE: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Hi, where are you right now and can you describe what you're wearing?</span> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"> </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b>EVA MUNZ: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I’m at home in New York. It’s extremely hot and I’m wearing a lunghi with two corners crossed in front, then tied behind my neck, so it turns into this kind of</span> dress with the back exposed. The blue-checkered fabric is traditionally worn by men in India, it’s extremely cheap and a multi purpose item: I use it as a beach towel, bathrobe during hot summers, blanket for covering dubious beds in faraway</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">places or as a scarf. Adriano (my co-publisher) brought me this one from Calcutta</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">last year.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinXNYgTVja0wWG2Yp7WhoJ5MfEApmvBWiZgqKQe9QOr8xiXYUw1pnekgBN7mz4W8EN31Q-D1qhOQSbkUCAIY9XagUrlmI7HpC0Sp-L-JXgwLh7uoNjYjr56oRSsojR6Mlem3A3oriNLRk/s1600/P1010080.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinXNYgTVja0wWG2Yp7WhoJ5MfEApmvBWiZgqKQe9QOr8xiXYUw1pnekgBN7mz4W8EN31Q-D1qhOQSbkUCAIY9XagUrlmI7HpC0Sp-L-JXgwLh7uoNjYjr56oRSsojR6Mlem3A3oriNLRk/s320/P1010080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521998647660671298" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b>IBC: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">Can you please explain how <i>I Like My Style</i></span> happened? </p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"> </p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b><br /></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><b>EM: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">A couple of years ago Adriano Sack and our art director Judith Banham founded</span> the social network Ilikemystyle.net with some friends. It was a complete side project for everyone. Last year print magazines seemed all went belly up, with advertisers pulling out, the economy completely out of control. Nevertheless, Adriano and I wanted to do our own thing. He suggested we invert the classic</p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal">relationship between print and online. Traditionally you have a print publication and you upload some highlights or additional stuff on a webpage. We basically go exactly the opposite direction, we upload the editorial office and distill some of the content of the website and spin it into something completely new. On <a href="http://ilikemystyle.net/">ilikemystyle.net</a> you can find some very real and many totally surreal people. Judith knows the website inside out and she constantly pulls pictures of users of ilikemystyle upload and puts them in new context, they become stories. I thought that this was just so persuasively entertaining and the allure of it all to be so innocent and real was incredibly fresh. It’s a huge treasure box. We are not just a fashion magazine, we’re also a people’s magazine.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_RY-iupqP-GnLx3elong1OSwFy3Mj17bERQc7iPTUiqVqTMJ1aIKl2Yet0YTOo1ShrNodwcW3BYqdI4kts9i-Sc66nfsBzxUsfTi48YwbWer5Cdn0BRp4cuH1DQ4w119Jzt7Gac8h74/s1600/P1010082.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5_RY-iupqP-GnLx3elong1OSwFy3Mj17bERQc7iPTUiqVqTMJ1aIKl2Yet0YTOo1ShrNodwcW3BYqdI4kts9i-Sc66nfsBzxUsfTi48YwbWer5Cdn0BRp4cuH1DQ4w119Jzt7Gac8h74/s320/P1010082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521998880081054402" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>IBC: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;"><i>I Like My Style</i></span> is presented as a total fashion magazine, but once I started reading it I got the sensation that the magazine is actually not connected to the fashion industry, that<span style=""> </span>it’s is coming at it as obsessive outsiders, which is so exciting. Can you talk about the ways in which you are or aren't connected to the larger industry, and how this influences the content? </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><br /></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>EM: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">It is in the nature of the user-generated content that makes us seem offsite. Our</span> magazine is very much about personal style and self-expression. We’re trying to empower people who are not part of the fashion industry to show their style and sartorial choices. As an editorial team we do not produce fashion spreads. We select and curate (hate that word, but it’s fitting) the visions of the users. The dressing room piracy is really the essence of ilikemystyle, a very anarchistic way of looking at high street fashion. We established With Compliments (fashion spreads of others) because we also wanted to communicate that we absolutely love traditional fashion publications. It’s just not our approach. I’d consider us pretty</p> <p class="MsoNormal">connected: our fashion editor Martin Cho is the accessories designer for Marc Jacobs, one of us usually attends Fashion Weeks in various capitals, Adriano is very much in the loop. We’re really not looking away, our way of engaging is just different.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Q_iaQSWpFM9e6Ka4_Hydn5-LCKmwRfTMitLOwtRYf1R_hAguXkQ4JGPzmssQUuUNdGQrYxGaDT2N661Al54HpltpEiLqgT6qzJU9OnY29cheKYO_64U6P-Dc80wg3_bWJi_3HBDtMvg/s1600/P1010084.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Q_iaQSWpFM9e6Ka4_Hydn5-LCKmwRfTMitLOwtRYf1R_hAguXkQ4JGPzmssQUuUNdGQrYxGaDT2N661Al54HpltpEiLqgT6qzJU9OnY29cheKYO_64U6P-Dc80wg3_bWJi_3HBDtMvg/s320/P1010084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521999113704833698" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>IBC: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I love reading fashion blogs, and it was so amazing to have something</span> akin to that in my hands, but as a piece of printed matter! What made you go off the computer? </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><br /></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>EM: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I love paper. I love books, I have a subscription for the New York Times, a lot of</span> my close friends including my business partner Adriano are writers and novelists. I spend so much time at the computer, however, that I enjoy turning away from the screen, to read print and turn pages. People are still buying magazines, but the whole industry is shifting and that is not necessarily for the worse. It’s just different. I</p> <p class="MsoNormal">believe that change is harder for big publishing houses to stomach than for small publications. Are we breaking even? Are you kidding me? We’re very grassroots, but we’re not trustfund kids, everyone gets paid even if it is very little. The free magazine VICE, once belittled now a multi media powerhouse, proved that if you have a huge following which continuously generates appealing content on eye level it is just more successful than looking at your audience on the basis of a perfect pie chart, or a power point presentation, or via on outdated advertising strategies. A lot of this dinosaur professionalism and market research tools is just blabla snore. It’s pretty safe to say that we’re much faster in coming up with ideas,</p> <p class="MsoNormal">fresh ways of plugging in, getting a connection to our audience than a big corporation. It’s also pretty safe to say, that we’re never safe, because you have to take huge risks to be that free. We don’t have a huge human resources department with an oak front desk. In fact we don’t have a human resources department at all.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZYtO5_WOv5y5pkCfNKd4cyDPmRZi9wfqzj4iNfH9trO6pCFvSQOMDOmgE-LMeYC8GboBnMTVlJ1_un1i6G6vTiq3Zrhz1vNuIQApFL8qDMwLMo6fhqWrjUQXu4vbONJw91Mu5kj3po8w/s1600/runwaymagazine-blogSpan.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZYtO5_WOv5y5pkCfNKd4cyDPmRZi9wfqzj4iNfH9trO6pCFvSQOMDOmgE-LMeYC8GboBnMTVlJ1_un1i6G6vTiq3Zrhz1vNuIQApFL8qDMwLMo6fhqWrjUQXu4vbONJw91Mu5kj3po8w/s320/runwaymagazine-blogSpan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521999315297216482" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>IBC: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">The magazine feels very international, which is also exciting.</span> Where are you based, do you travel around a bunch?</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>EM: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I am based in New York since a year, and I travel a lot. Before moving here I was</span> based in Berlin for a couple of years, but I really just used my place to store my books and change suitcases. I’ve lived a large chunk of my adult life in different places in Asia: New Delhi, Shanghai, mostly Bangkok, a little Sri Lanka. Strictly non-spiritual; the exact opposite of Eat Pray Love more like Lost in Translation. I was writing but mostly I directed TV advertising campaigns for Asian markets, which I still do from time to time. Judith Banham (the art director of Ilikemystyle) and me also worked on a literary magazine penned Der Freund in Kathmandu, kind of a German version of The Believer. Why Ilikemystyle Quarterly turned out so international lies mostly in the nature of the social network. It’s nothing we can or want to control. For the users it’s a great way of getting around. If anything, we want to remap the world of style: Ilikemystyle suggests that Manila, Warsaw, and Philadelphia are just as inspiring and cool as Paris, New York and Tokyo. The project isn’t laid out for geographical judgment.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimUqnYgoFwTKB7t3KaHPZ0nhEl7uepvl9nuZgXLhLq0bscn00IktyAnqZ0vlR-vLtF1IeH8gYQaRo2KuW0MkLb3MaVv1veM9WyAbSJGAJuevdR-875-rmQUYZ-VlWYeiP1Vr8-p2SpRZ4/s1600/P1010077.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimUqnYgoFwTKB7t3KaHPZ0nhEl7uepvl9nuZgXLhLq0bscn00IktyAnqZ0vlR-vLtF1IeH8gYQaRo2KuW0MkLb3MaVv1veM9WyAbSJGAJuevdR-875-rmQUYZ-VlWYeiP1Vr8-p2SpRZ4/s320/P1010077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521999691960332610" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>IBC: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I love that you feature people's own clothing collections, and people of</span> different ages. How do you decide who to profile?</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>EM:</b><span style="font-weight: normal;">It comes pretty naturally. People who upload more get more attention. We reach</span> out to them, start a conversation and then a story forms. There are just so many amazing users on our site.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5o5PyHTR1lM1Aq-nnFUrKJspW_t3yn_StDFXKFVNhJh11wpvWdAizWX8l_JLqhFOnCeh9BLaB-9DXCQb7Zea8YacJxbvIJep8FS-7zfUQ7jfN6CZWvRR6gGma8z_61c45R9LZ1C8_GR8/s1600/P1010079.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5o5PyHTR1lM1Aq-nnFUrKJspW_t3yn_StDFXKFVNhJh11wpvWdAizWX8l_JLqhFOnCeh9BLaB-9DXCQb7Zea8YacJxbvIJep8FS-7zfUQ7jfN6CZWvRR6gGma8z_61c45R9LZ1C8_GR8/s320/P1010079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521999954102254242" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>IBC: </b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I really like how spontaneous and open the magazine feels - you</span> were walking down the street and met a bunch of high schoolers who wound up on your cover! What's your sign? Do you believe in astrology?</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><br /></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b>EM:</b><span style="font-weight: normal;">I guess you have to be extremely curious and open. The High School of Fashion kids</span> were all discovered by Alexa Karolinski who we work with for our new division, Ilikemystyle Moving Images. She literally bumped into them. I invited them to the office. One of the kid’s moms called me and asked what kind of pictures I was planning on taking of her son. I told her that I wasn’t going to take any pictures. If anything I wanted them to produce their own fashion spread with zero involvement by us. 20 hours later they gave us something like 2,000 pictures to chose from. I’m an Aries and my rising sign is Leo. I do believe in astrology, but it took me a while. In our next issue we have French astrologer Pascale Mercier compares the astrological charts of Cristobal Balenciaga and Nicholas Ghesquiere. It’s pretty next</p> <p class="MsoNormal">level.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1uiQfa-us3fLkAW5Cs8TpwpHo8hbZFMoij5g-Fh_d_yvZVztBrw4WKEkm6Mct5ILT0Y-uwzmdPzyVUQk-NFrZhdu8_11JBVaf0pI2XaxtXr5Y36FJGgIa7vUd6TJ_omEv7wJUvW83Vg/s1600/logo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1uiQfa-us3fLkAW5Cs8TpwpHo8hbZFMoij5g-Fh_d_yvZVztBrw4WKEkm6Mct5ILT0Y-uwzmdPzyVUQk-NFrZhdu8_11JBVaf0pI2XaxtXr5Y36FJGgIa7vUd6TJ_omEv7wJUvW83Vg/s320/logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522000126973691906" border="0" /></a></p>Michelle Teahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13878450170178896831noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-91314719681146462112010-09-27T12:47:00.000-07:002010-09-27T12:47:21.216-07:00Big Gay Wedding<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Michael von Braithwaite imbibes Champagne directly from a bottle immediately after getting hitched.</td></tr>
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Hi! I got big gay married (aka Power Unioned) this weekend. I'm exhausted, but thought I'd add a few highlights. Look what happens when you don't do the usual traditional hetero-style wedding-- people step up their game and have fun with their ensembles. I wore a dress from <a href="http://hengstnyc.com/">House of Hengst</a> (formally of San Francisco, recently moved to NYC), <a href="http://seychellesfootwear.com/seystart.tpl">Seychelles</a>, an <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tillandsia">air plant</a>, and a mink stole from 1922 because it was windy.<br />
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Most of these photos are just snapshots from Facebook. Luckily, Leo Plass just wrote a post all about Facebook, so it's thematically in keeping.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A wide variety of lady styles<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Page McBee (my person) looking happy and dapper</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Matthew Rochelau making sneakers and a bow tie work incredibly well<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tyler Doran, handsome as always and somehow pulling off a denim jacket and formal wear.<br />
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</div><div>More on big gay weddings next week. </div>Michael [von] Braithwaitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17977465143603631866noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-21274511924876236962010-09-24T10:52:00.000-07:002010-09-24T12:57:20.352-07:00FacebookWith the movie "The Social Network" coming out soon I have barely been able to pick up a magazine without it mentioning Facebook in over a month. Yesterday it was the Newsweek at my Chiropractors office. I'm not on Facebook but it's not for political reasons. It's more for sanity reasons. When I moved to California I thought that nobody was actual friends but everyone knew each other and were 'close acquaintances'. This drove me nuts. Give me 4 good buddies and hello and goodbye to the rest of you. I don't want to be invited to your Birthday party cause there's my face as you scroll through. You better really want me there in order to get me there. You know, you'll have to text me or something. I don't want to care about what you ate for dinner, who your currently fucking, or what you did for fun last weekend. If I truly know you, you can give me the good info when I see you. But with all the talk on the politics of it all I thought I'd do an experiment.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiePTACMmb1AADsZ_XEU9lkB1UQccpg6foWpIQ-2JMExgj0QqR_MV3k7xxklegEXriISpmNtUbcQZLON68n-x_3YyhNWMEbtRT0B44duYN5zt55bnxcMLNO_ap2Q0EOF9VfqAdcUjb-gZwz/s1600/27167_1336477766699_1073740281_1018527_7205734_n-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 398px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiePTACMmb1AADsZ_XEU9lkB1UQccpg6foWpIQ-2JMExgj0QqR_MV3k7xxklegEXriISpmNtUbcQZLON68n-x_3YyhNWMEbtRT0B44duYN5zt55bnxcMLNO_ap2Q0EOF9VfqAdcUjb-gZwz/s400/27167_1336477766699_1073740281_1018527_7205734_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520542621606320882" /></a><br />Yes, it's a creepy experiment.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_trNP4xtO_FrDWKkvjb91dz7FawV2BqvxZKRrQo2RHmS3a_Fs0Z0ZL8vtc0E3jqNUT-gqLVtPT-U_OuIY6A4SzK0KsEczctzIqR_5lGkloIoKvXfEvDkPMRb5dWaWuKeHNKx9qH4aRLbH/s1600/61292_1539276356544_1073949636_31590806_3058711_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_trNP4xtO_FrDWKkvjb91dz7FawV2BqvxZKRrQo2RHmS3a_Fs0Z0ZL8vtc0E3jqNUT-gqLVtPT-U_OuIY6A4SzK0KsEczctzIqR_5lGkloIoKvXfEvDkPMRb5dWaWuKeHNKx9qH4aRLbH/s400/61292_1539276356544_1073949636_31590806_3058711_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520571397844955554" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtqPhjPLEgDUcdzCpD0ML-YAFJjBvedSY9lH1kJJbAWrtZAaEmSrxHQy0gSyTvpOD2Eb17NNtcjoPIL_nqYsMIWayvNxBeKsjr6PCNfpnE7ZHQ3bgPmZqRSFX_djeDFhIsdXFOw-YwSnA/s1600/35167_108976739153218_100001226782415_65934_8128617_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtqPhjPLEgDUcdzCpD0ML-YAFJjBvedSY9lH1kJJbAWrtZAaEmSrxHQy0gSyTvpOD2Eb17NNtcjoPIL_nqYsMIWayvNxBeKsjr6PCNfpnE7ZHQ3bgPmZqRSFX_djeDFhIsdXFOw-YwSnA/s400/35167_108976739153218_100001226782415_65934_8128617_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520544298647235586" /></a><br />Only Oprah and Joy Behar have already seen the movie as it comes out October 1st but from what I've gathered it makes Facebook founder, Mark Zuckerberg, out to be a grade A asshole. This I have no doubt is true. What troubles me is that the a main plot line seems based around wether he stole the idea for Facebook from his friends or not. Hello, the idea already existed. Remember Friendster? Myspace? In a trailer he is talking about 'relationship status' like the thought just occured to him out of no where. So, on one hand the movie knocks him down, while on the other re-writes history to give him way more credit then is due. Maybe the movie will address this more clearly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-HKFfcgRv9XeiitLxD-jxCLfzZ8wITWwoL3p2c7Zp1IqUVHbM25tymvL8N2Kmmo75GJujvQqxSSoIbJJ7Ybfk33IZYUiLHrAThVCeHxSnojnnJG-nws2HYT_7sRuSndPlUWEbMMG1NWf/s1600/33517_117495364966466_100001180093409_98660_6422262_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC-HKFfcgRv9XeiitLxD-jxCLfzZ8wITWwoL3p2c7Zp1IqUVHbM25tymvL8N2Kmmo75GJujvQqxSSoIbJJ7Ybfk33IZYUiLHrAThVCeHxSnojnnJG-nws2HYT_7sRuSndPlUWEbMMG1NWf/s400/33517_117495364966466_100001180093409_98660_6422262_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520547349625046530" /></a><br />Tagline: Ma bois. Is it wrong of me to use perfect strangers photos this way? I honestly don't know. But people put them up to be seen did they not? To feel some sort of infamy? I honestly don't know.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjr1pKBkgBA3TDaKuFX7Q4qO9iDBxc5c6BiAvYv0YAb1TQsUsBhKGoKYtZtFnyMBBthHuC1u-yCSCSI2Xl4dUyUmkYyyFp6q3fHQZmLTxOfRcHJC7eTZMkyyQxnF4vWU88lKfGz2HYKktr/s1600/34268_407731594502_584289502_4532641_1988192_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjr1pKBkgBA3TDaKuFX7Q4qO9iDBxc5c6BiAvYv0YAb1TQsUsBhKGoKYtZtFnyMBBthHuC1u-yCSCSI2Xl4dUyUmkYyyFp6q3fHQZmLTxOfRcHJC7eTZMkyyQxnF4vWU88lKfGz2HYKktr/s400/34268_407731594502_584289502_4532641_1988192_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520552142485231538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbOIbWX2dV8nNcqs2eUQz7SwWeI2DM_zbB0SxL6WJzcF7AIunUV62hiXR3TVxV-wfCzlY-TPpobedDbgNY2GEQFlcHQLeXbZaLyOfDjZXNxKTiRUvWqQaKBjJgvzqopAf1w2XpAXs7ecfD/s1600/63814_436662059707_762719707_4928590_4927583_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbOIbWX2dV8nNcqs2eUQz7SwWeI2DM_zbB0SxL6WJzcF7AIunUV62hiXR3TVxV-wfCzlY-TPpobedDbgNY2GEQFlcHQLeXbZaLyOfDjZXNxKTiRUvWqQaKBjJgvzqopAf1w2XpAXs7ecfD/s400/63814_436662059707_762719707_4928590_4927583_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520559116463872370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoezy2VSMlw5GF0Ezi2F0FcYguunG4Pnu6dwFFyN-QWt7qUpAg3e6Et4_TJRWA6y2Dmj-nn2bQ_4H1fy0_7TMRKF8FXfWPVAacFK7mJpErwwJsQq0GHCTIDgm2xg9qdmeB9vH-MtqkZAHe/s1600/30273_1422205109836_1073949636_31268396_2746885_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoezy2VSMlw5GF0Ezi2F0FcYguunG4Pnu6dwFFyN-QWt7qUpAg3e6Et4_TJRWA6y2Dmj-nn2bQ_4H1fy0_7TMRKF8FXfWPVAacFK7mJpErwwJsQq0GHCTIDgm2xg9qdmeB9vH-MtqkZAHe/s400/30273_1422205109836_1073949636_31268396_2746885_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520559272496956066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitT4CBO-LO_MUPTyKakoidFM4i4bLl5ekTiwpGPhdl651RYQ0CThNKElrViHslbP92pIQyr7i8iVkQM82YlOj7uD4En-JbL4CLljHNwH1m5pPDjTR4yEAQoEqLbjniWzyidu6gzR3lBO3c/s1600/41495_1266843060_3159_n-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitT4CBO-LO_MUPTyKakoidFM4i4bLl5ekTiwpGPhdl651RYQ0CThNKElrViHslbP92pIQyr7i8iVkQM82YlOj7uD4En-JbL4CLljHNwH1m5pPDjTR4yEAQoEqLbjniWzyidu6gzR3lBO3c/s400/41495_1266843060_3159_n-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520559584151394354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-au59CHNEeNUVy9UP0eAR94G41yt-6YDDjQmVsGKqgOg_e1PaFnOnVvvPPd84gqNQCyGaI9PFbuMWTvz_cor0PGBEr4Gt2UmHtKCwo2b4NgWQLZ1Tcna8tHZSUS_3AxBXZYyau8Rg3XB/s1600/16564_1204641369849_1643075843_560611_2040117_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF-au59CHNEeNUVy9UP0eAR94G41yt-6YDDjQmVsGKqgOg_e1PaFnOnVvvPPd84gqNQCyGaI9PFbuMWTvz_cor0PGBEr4Gt2UmHtKCwo2b4NgWQLZ1Tcna8tHZSUS_3AxBXZYyau8Rg3XB/s400/16564_1204641369849_1643075843_560611_2040117_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520564271599797026" /></a><br />Zuckerberg quoted 7 years ago: “Yeah so if you ever need info about anyone at Harvard. Just ask. I have over 4,000 emails, pictures, addresses, SNS.” Asked how, he responds: “People just submitted it. I don’t know why. They ‘trust me.’ Dumb fucks.”<br /><br />It was somehow 'leaked' to the media yesterday that Zuckerberg is donating 100 million dollars to Newark public schools. It's all in stocks though. And he will be letting everyone know about this on the Oprah show. Today I think. Movie damage control for sure. But worse is that the douche has 100 MILLION DOLLARS to donate!!! Wow, what a relationship status alert can do for a kid. In the end no matter who owns your face or sells your emails the world wide web is just that. World Wide.Leo Plasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10983117600882183562noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5751080831048901855.post-50614646566281835762010-09-23T11:07:00.000-07:002010-09-23T11:07:14.338-07:00FRIDAY!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-EBSVK1ispGwiLlrXs_oH_5oZ1BpWcqp6QUFaimqLctomI1OaKqic9xOfatv1JnwidvfDgbhOdcctS0B5LReYLM52_pBjkKQe1xBBI8FA8WxVb9sigXkRoIRw1UxWnCYxz_o2rwkjiYI/s1600/randy-dandy-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-EBSVK1ispGwiLlrXs_oH_5oZ1BpWcqp6QUFaimqLctomI1OaKqic9xOfatv1JnwidvfDgbhOdcctS0B5LReYLM52_pBjkKQe1xBBI8FA8WxVb9sigXkRoIRw1UxWnCYxz_o2rwkjiYI/s400/randy-dandy-3.jpg" width="326" /></a></div><br />
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Dear Friends,<br />
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I will not be able to fulfill my posting duties tomorrow, as I will be marrying fellow blogger Michael [von] Braithwaite this weekend. Do not fear! I have so much good stuff lined up in coming weeks which will maybe even include some garden party wedding outfits. Holla.<br />
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See you soon,<br />
Page McBeePage McBeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09529743767222046408noreply@blogger.com2