13.2.07
Marc Jacobs make-over
(Marc Jacobs after his NY Fall 2007 show)
I have a theory as to why Marc Jacobs is sans glasses, 10 kilos lighter and free of that greasy shoulder length hair he once sported... It's the post break-up rejuvenation. You know when you leave a long term relationship, in which you kinda let yourself go, and you decide that the only thing that will fix your achy breaky heart is making yourself look better than your ex. Which is kind of hard for Marc considering his boyfriend is so hot. But hey it's worth a shot, a few months ago he was running a solid campaign for Mayor of Fugsville.
And more power to him- he looks good. And besides he's come out of the relationship better off than what’s his name… laser tattoo removal anyone?
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12.2.07
Kelis heads Uptown
(Kelis features in a fashion shoot for the new issue of Uptown magazine.)
How cute is that dog? How cute is Kelis? That silver dress is hot to trot.
I know she's trying something with the new hair, but I'm not sure if it's working. She kinda looks like an extra from House Party. Which come to think of it is kinda cool if that's what her hair dresses was going for. Wow, I think I just set a record for changing-ones-mind-in-50 -words-or-less. I could compete at the blog Olympics. Gold medal for Tom!
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Fashion at the Grammies
We all know that Kid Rock is trailer trash, but must he insist on wearing the furs of last nights dinner?
God the Pussycat Dolls are annoying! Who has 5 back up singers anyway? And that blowing kisses thing has been done to death by Lindsay Lohan! Don't even start me on the choice of dresses... AHH.............................................................
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11.2.07
Unkle Karl Exposed
Friday night, Karl Lagerfeld premiered his Rodolphe Marconi directed documentary about himself at the Berlin Film festival. I'm so excited to see this, I want to rip off one of Karl's fingerless gloves and slap him across the face with it.
Stay tuned for some teasers.
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8.2.07
10% more arse-less chaps than any other blog...
It's so hard to resist writing about the Heatherette fashion show when EVERY outfit was so hideously entertaining...
I'm sure the costume designer had this look in mind for the Tin Man in the original version of 'The Wizard of Oz'. But you know, times were different back then. People were a lot more conservative. People didn't have the freedom to where ass-less pants, like they do today. A man would have been mocked and ridiculed for exposing his unsymmetrical white arse in public...
Sigh... I miss the olden days.
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The coolest Fashion website...
...you've ever seen!
Put in your headphones and play with the red box.
Julian Reed Website.
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Ukle Karl- Pic of the week
In the words of Margeret Cho- 'Karl Lagerfeld is such a fag!'
And that's why we love him.
And what we love even more is a fat Karl, 'fanning the flames of his faggatory with a fan' (say that 3 times!). Any moment now he's gonna cause a bush fire!
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NY Fashion Week- Heatherette give fake a bad name
Former cowboy Traver Rains and infamous club kid Richie Rich, showed their latest collection for their label Heatherette, in New York yesterday. Their aesthetic is, in a nutshell- 'crazed-club-kid- meets-award-show-chic'.
Sounds simply enough to me...
Then THIS thing came walking down the runway!
Yikes! It's like a hot homeless guy, who got in a fight the night before and lost all his clothes, has, in a Crystal Meth induced frenzy, created a wondrously commanding garbage bag cape that is now the envy of all his fellow deadbeats. After basking in their muted, and slightly smelly affection, he has then triumphantly picked up his prissy street dog 'Miss Scrappy Pinkerbell' and accidentally stumbled into the Heatherette runway show. Or at least that's what Richie Rich would like us to believe.
"Please HELP me. I CAN'T BREATH. I know it looks like this thing is part of the outfit, but I swear it's not. I went out for a quick ciggie before the show and as I was leaning down to put out my butt a raccoon ran up and attached itself to my neck! I think the sparkling gold on my arm startled him! Is Anna Wintour in the audience?... Anna can you please shot him with your gun? I fear I won't make it much further down this runway...!"
Most people thought it was part of the runway theatrics. But really the model was responding to an 80-year old, bingo playing, Valium chomping, cross-stitch loving woman, by the name of Ruth, who was angered that the model had stolen her 'lucky' poncho.
And lastly, but not leastly, America's No. 1 transsexual, Amanda Lepore. Dressed as the good witch from the Wizard of Oz, with trademark collagen lips and overflowing fake breasts, came close to being the most natural thing in the entire show.
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