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Merry happy whatevs, and all o’that, to all of you, wherever you happen to be for winter break.
Personally, I trotted vertically down to Buenos Aires, Argentina, where my family resides.
Fashion here thrives and pulses and vibrates and sometimes looks a lot like weird-y Euroflash and early ’90s Americana in a sexy blender. And how could you not want to safely sample some of that?
I’m thinking of breaking this all up into a number of posts.
I present to you day one of Street Style exploration, conducted downtown in Palermo:
This girl was wearing what amounted to Hammer (sweat) pants. I kept after her but still couldn’t quite capture it, so you’ll have to trust me.
This lady rolled her eyes at me until she heard the words “newspaper blog,” which was funny. Requesting fashion photographs in another language and in another hemisphere is a whole new game unto itself.
Click for more.
If you thought Uggs were weirdy looking, you haven’t seen anything until you’ve seen what Spring 2008’s shows had to offer:
Marc Jacobs
I’m guessing walking in these feels to one’s feet like wearing wedge heels, though there’s no way to tell what it feels like to one’s crazy, crazy mind.
Alessandro Dell’Acqua
That’s got to be like, what, an 8″ platform? I guess some milquetoasts* just have to play it safe. Like I always say, go a full foot or don’t go at all–ya bunch of milquetoasts.
Rodarte
All I’m seeing is a coquettish alien horse and all I’m hearing is “clop,” but in outer space.
Marc Jacobs
And these look innocuous enough, don’t they? Look harder. They are wedge heels on top of kitten heels! Anyone doing back flips of bewilderment yet?
Really though, what’s the most interesting footwear you’ll encounter in Athens? Maybe fringe-y moccasin boots two years ago or something. Or knit sock-looking boots.
Is anyone wearing anything that’s shocking anybody with sheer ingenuity?
*Pantywaist, milksop, namby-pamby
Click the link for more street style pictures. (I highly recommend it.) Read the rest of this entry »
(Hot-ass photo by the inimitable Josh D. Weiss for the R&B.)
Check out Jocelyn Negon! She’s got a studio all up in Dynamite Clothing now. She’s hanging out every Saturday from 12:30-6 p.m. customizing your clothes.
I wrote a thing about her that’s in today’s paper.
Street style from last week:
Bundling up for a bike is a whole different game than pedestrian thought processes involving Ugg boots and pleated denim mini skirts. Go bicycle dahhhgs.
CLICK AND THEY (photos) WILL COME.
Fact: Riding my bike home tonight from Five Points, I pulled up next to a guy in the passenger seat of some nondescript S.U.V. who was wearing a sailor hat exactly–but exactly–like my own.
What he doesn’t know is that yachting hats have been over for, like, a week. At least. To him I say, “Get with it: It’s ski bunny headbands now.”
I can barely explain about this it is so stupid. That lipstick costs $62,000 for “a rain of 199 diamonds of 2.2 carats” and 110 grams of 18-carat yellow gold.
“Lipstick is simple, yet mysterious. One never really knows what she may uncover when the top is removed. This element of surprise creates curiosity and longing, which is what I hope each woman experiences when she clutches KissKiss Gold and Diamonds in the heart of her hand. It is powerful and unimaginable, unique and desired, obtainable and unobtainable at the same time,” says KissKiss co-creator Herve Van Der Straeten. SOURCE
I would venture to say it’s mostly unobtainable and that yes, lipstick is simple. It isn’t just the price that’s restrictive — it’s the sheer stupidity one would have to exert in order to make this purchase with no qualms.
Is this worse than the Louis Vuitton Tribute bag I wrote about in my first fashion column? I don’t know.
Has anyone seen that episode of Arrested Development where Lindsay and George Michael Bluth are crazy about that diamond cream? “A million f-cking diamonds!” This is like the KissKiss people saw that episode and all humor was lost on them.
(Photo from this site.)
Readers, what would you consider a laughably or senselessly decadent purchase here in Athens?
My thoughts head in the several-hundred-dollar-gameday-dress-worn-once — (pause for a breath) — only-to-have-beer-spilled-on-it-anyway direction. Minor in comparison, but still.
Have you boys and girls gone out and seen The Darjeeling Limited yet? It’s cool if you haven’t. All you missed is Marc Jacobs, by way of Louis Vuitton, outfitting the Wes Anderson players* in some fancy pants, nice looking trench coats and suits and “three-thousand dollar loafers.”
Regarding the film itself, I will say only that as far as I could tell it was The Life Aquatic on a train, kind of. Go and see for yourself. You’ll like it because it’s still generally fun and funny.
Brody, Wilson and Schwartzman each had adorable hand bags, trunks and other such luggage by Marc Jacobs for Louis Vuitton. The little funny animals were illustrated by Anderson’s brother, Eric. Of course.
The Darjeeling Limited is now showing at Beechwood, though I couldn’t tell you for how much longer.
*In the theatrical sense.
Click to see the rest of the luggage.
Because I’m convinced most people don’t read bylines, I’d like to share fashion-centric articles I’ve written that have appeared in the paper recently:
My pal Ethan models different ways to wear scarves. Ambidextrous! Not ambidextrous. Unisex.
Also:
I wrote a column about wearing whatever and saying, “Hey, whatevs.”
Love,
Haven’t had a good, solid street style photo post in awhile, have we? Here you go:
Her toenails were hot pink, too. Big ol’ scarf!
And take a look at those earrings.
Don’t forget to click the link to see the rest of the pictures!
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