I go weak in the knees every time I see tall cute guys so imagine my surprise when this guy showed up. I think I know who he is… James is datchu?
Anyhoo, it's been an interesting mix of commentators over the past few days: Melaney Rickey, the Fashion Editor-at-Large of
Grazia UK, Nicola Formichetti, Fashion Editor and Stylist to Lady Gaga,
designers Fred Butler, Louise Goldin and Mary Katrantzou, model Erin o'Connor,
Gillian Wilkins of British Vogue, Italian Vogue's Edward Enninful,
photographer Emma Summerton, fellow blogger Susie Lau and more.
Today, Sunday, is the last day of Topshop + Showstudio's Mirror Mirror project. Run to Topshop Oxford Circus now!
Selfridges Wants to Know if You Have What it Takes to be the Next Me
Do you have what it takes to be
the next big thing in the fashion blogosphere?
It's 37 degrees celsius here in the third world. I'm going through my
RSS feed to save me from this ridiculous weather and I saw this
hysterical item from Style Bubble.
been giving a lot of blogger
love lately, with its newly revamped website that now has e-shopping
ahoy. They're currently looking for the 'next Bryan Boy, Arianne
Huffington or Perez Hilton' as well as hosting blogger-related
activities with Jackie Dixon of Show Me Your Wardrobe
shooting in-store, Fred Butler creating a
super accessory live as well as errr… Style Salvage Steve doing a
live interview… (once he gets over his scary fever…).
superstore Selfridges (who I love very much) is looking for the next me,
Arianna Huffington and Perez Hilton.
Just like the high churn rate of models with the abundance of new
faces that pop up every season, bloggers are disposable, too! I think my
15 minutes are up.
Even if you don't like me, you must admit I'm somewhat of a master
when it comes to stretching out those fifteen minutes.
Thank you Selfridges for making me smile. I needed that after hearing the news about Malcolm McLaren.
As for me, well, I'm always on the hunt for greener pastures to pay my bills.
Anyone wanna sponsor me a speech therapist, a nose job, veneers AND liposuction? I think it's time to haul my has-been carcass (or never-was, perhaps) on a magazine or television. I kid, I kid you.
Hater Extraordinaire Tanya Gold Wants You to Know Why She Hates Fashion
Oh boy. Who does she think she is? Yeah who is she? I don’t know what she’s doing, I think it’s dancing.
Meet Tanya Gold. She writes for the Guardian newspaper in the UK. I have never come across a “journalist” who is SO full of hatred. She always writes as if she’s aching for someone, somewhere, to do something permanently awful to her. I wonder if she’s able to sleep at night with all that hate.
Is sharing such pompous, toxic drivel to the public RELEVANT or just plain old self-serving?
It’s comical that she mentioned the paper didn’t run a story because of a model’s “depressing” comments yet here’s another self-aggrandizing piece filled with her usual hate. Infuriating.
I probably wouldn’t be pissed as much but she brought out the “I’m-fat-and-fashion-hates-fat-people” card, in addition to the snarky reference to the girl who died, in the end:
The oddest thing rescued me from fashion. It was that I got
fat. Never mind why; that is a story for another page. But I got so fat
that even fashion wouldn’t pretend it could fix me. You can get so fat
they don’t actually want you in their clothes. It is bad marketing; if
very fat people wear their clothes, thinner people won’t buy them.
There was no point rattling through the rails any more, seeking a satin
redemption – nothing would fit my unfashionable bulk. I was consigned
to M&S smock-land, across the River Styx. And it is lovely here; no
heels, no stupid dresses-of-the-moment, certainly no thongs. Fashion
has died for me, with an angry little hiss. Ah, peace.
I can look at the clothes on the catwalk now and laugh at
their imbecility. They are not for me. I still think about that young
woman on the train tracks, though. What did she pay for her shoes?
Typical. She could’ve skipped the big song and dance number and spared us from the dramatics.
Good on you Tanya for exploiting the death of a girl just to lambast an industry that has given immense joy, happiness, livelihood, inspiration and creativity to millions of people around the world (regardless of their girth, thank you very much) for many, many years.
Give yourself a pat on the back for contributing something similar to society. Well done.
I hope you find inner peace in your anti-fashion world soon. Hating won’t do you or anyone good. It would only make you look like a pathetic, bitter individual so desperate to fill the aching, empty void where your personality should be. Some fill it with good deeds, some fill it with clothes, shoes or logo-laden merchandise. Others fill it with food, fill it with cock, fill it with love. Just remember to fill that void with anything that can be taken away from you EASILY, by a man. Hate is not one of them because only you can make it go away. Whatever you do to fill that void is your responsibility. Choose to fill that void with food then you’re in big trouble. Choose to fill that void with hate then you’re in bigger trouble.
Perhaps it’s time for you Tanya to stop hating yourself. Because it shows.