The Army of M.E. has organized a field trip to see this tonight…it will be hysterical and infuriating all at once. I look forward to the colorful audience response which never disappoints in NYC…
The Army of M.E. has organized a field trip to see this tonight…it will be hysterical and infuriating all at once. I look forward to the colorful audience response which never disappoints in NYC…
I’m not at all shy about the fact that dlisted is my crack -I do depart from time to time but whenever I’m feeling particularly stressed I like to turn off my brain and browse through Michael K’s hilarity. I don’t care about what he writes about it’s just the things he says that keeps me coming back. There was one particularly poignant post today showing photos, such as the one below, of Suri Cruise and her mommy gallivanting around Manhattan with their Hermes bags swinging in the air. My immediate thought was how much did Hermes pay them for this blatant advertisement? My next thought was, if they weren’t getting payed for the overt sponsorship then how insensitive and disgusting can you be as the economy tanks and your 3-year-old swings the signature orange bag in sync with her sidewalk skip? But the revelation and true lesson of the post arrives in the 100+ comments (& growing) about just this matter. FINALLY people are beginning to focus on what is important. I, myself, am finding it hard to draw material for this site because the subject of fashion/style is so unimportant right now. There, I said it…
THANK YOU so much to the boys over at Division Street (photo courtesy of them) for so poignantly highlighting a recent downtown trend that nearly made me regurgitate my appetizers the other evening when I too saw them more than once in one night. Here’s the thing, I’m not into finance people, see: The House grilling Lehman CEO, Dick Fuld, for all the reasons why. Why in the world would anyone want to emulate the already awful, bland style of a soulless demographic like this? Yes, I’m scathing, but as I write this the stock market opened and fell another 600 points in the first few moments -do you know who this effects? You and I and our 401(k)s and it doesn’t touch the kind of people who wear these shoes (and this whole tanking economy is all the fault of opportunistic finance people alike) just watch this as an exercise in de-programming you from ever gravitating towards these hideous shoes:
The ridiculousness that IS Karl Lagerfeld will now most unfortunately make its attitudinous way over to a Steiffed stuffed bear. For some ungodly reason famous stuffed toy purveyor, Margarete Steiff and company, have developed a bear personifying supreme twat, Karl Lagerfeld. It will be released in New York at Neiman Marcus next month for $1,400. Yeah, that’s way too much to spend on a brat but just think of all the nightmares it will inspire…hopefully it will come with a list of Karl’s unBEARable quotes like the ones about him hating kids and birthdays.
This is one of the most entertaining articles ever written -ever. It’s no surprise that it hails from Adbusters -a mag I’ve been a long-time fan of. While I think the writing quality is worthy, I’m a little stumped that it is the cover story. I don’t think the subject matter itself deserves such recognition. Additionally, putting Vice mag in a sentence also referencing Wallpaper and Another Magazine is sacrilege to the Gods of printed matter -the Adbusters peeps must have had some beef with the latter two publications because Vice magazine is the appropriator of the hipster and all its shallow hypocrisy. I love the mention of the photo-bloggers visually documenting the empty souls of hipsterdom -thinking they are spreading something worthwhile. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not a hater, I can’t be. I drown in a sea of this retardation of individuality every time I leave my bunker -which is probably why I have become a recluse. I also realize the hypocrisy of sitting behind a computer screen and critiquing others -that’s what blogs are for (which this is not). I’m just relieved to find articles for well-circulated publications venting in an articulated and intelligent way on things I’ve always found obvious. Here are some of my favorite excerpts: “Less a subculture, the hipster is a consumer group - using their capital to purchase empty authenticity and rebellion” “An amalgamation of its own history, the youth of the West are left with consuming cool rather than creating it” “…the hipster’s self-involved and isolated maintenance does nothing to feed cultural evolution”. Click HERE for the full story. See, I don’t care that these masses of sameness party, it’s great -have fun! Thing is, there’s SO MUCH happening politically, environmentally, and so on that these people collectively ignore, as noted in the self-involved quote. They can spend money to look like a poor trucker all they want -it’s not about how they dress- they just need to get the eff up and stand for something! There is reason for (r)evolution right now: fellow citizens die in an unjustified war daily, media conglomerates lie to us hourly, the government fucks up constantly, Wall St. hikes up the price of oil each minute -don’t accept it. Stop reading this, turn off your effing computer get a sign, a friend (or a thousand) and start some sort of revolution! PLEASE! Your forefathers are crying.
Quite the “WTF” story just landed via one of our London bunkers: It seems Krispy Kreme doughnuts surveyed 1000 Londoners to find out what the cause of their stress was and half of the people aligned with it being due to a lack of contact with nature. In an absurd publicity stunt the saturated fat-pushers have created the world’s first grass flip-flops. They take 3 weeks to grow and with proper maintenance (watering your feet/wearing them on sunny days?!) they can remain grassy for four months. Katie McDermott, a rep from Krispy Karotid Artery stated, “There’s currently a lot of uncertainty in the city (of London) so what better way to escape the concrete jungle than by slipping on a pair of grass flip-flops and walking around in your own mobile meadow.” That’s just about the most small-minded, out of touch statement I’ve ever heard. I say this after nearly 8 years of wincing at my TV like I’m watching a 4-year-old stumble through a ballet recital throughout W’s speeches. Don’t get too excited NYers (you know you were) they are only being handed out to London commuters.
Psssst…it’s Monday morning, the middle of the summer and if you’re reading this it means you’re not on some fabulous holiday. So, the Army of M.E. have decided to liven up your morning with some secrets circulating the rumor mill. Firstly, Wesley and Daniel from the current Project Runway are dating. Wesley was auf’d this past week but released the statement, “We met on the show…we tried to keep it very professional on the show because we were both there for our careers, and we didn’t expect this to come out of it. But I’m really happy.” The thing with this is, isn’t Daniel going to feel as if he’s “dating down” in consideration of Wesley’s early ejection? Hopefully neither have a competitive spirit otherwise this will be one rocky relationship!
On the celebrity side of gossip, it seems Madonna’s recent media focus has all been rather contrived (gasp, NO!). There are rumors that she was a ghostwriter on her brother’s book which would really drive home the irony of the fact that she’s a total control freak. She’s also not dating A-Rod but is encouraging the media frenzy surrounding it and further feeding it by planning to wear a Yankee jersey during the finale of her show during the upcoming ‘Sticky and Sweet’ tour. These scandals were apparently created to encourage ticket sales of said tour which are not doing so well. It seems my future ex-husband music producer extraordinaire Pharrell, who helped produce her Hard Candy album, concurs. When asked what about Madonna most impresses him he replied, “she sure knows how to milk publicity and create a publicity stunt.” My love and admiration for him just grew exponentially! Now, there’s a revolutionary not afraid to spread truth! I chose skateboard P for the photo because he’s the hottest of all those mentioned here -even the males in our bunker agree!
Is there anyone out there that recalls the Bravo channel of yesteryear when it was located out on Long Island? Bravo used to play back to back independent and amazing foreign films staring Juliette Binoche, directed by Jim Jarmusch, etc. They only played commercials between films (that’s right, uninterrupted films!) Bravo, the commercial laden reality TV channel you’ve come to recognize today, will not entirely lose those of us (me) who only watch for Project Runway. Once PR departs to lifetime, Bravo will replace it with a replica only using artists. Of all the artists I know, I can’t imagine any of them being excited about competing on a reality show under strict deadlines to exploit their talent…that’s kinda not how art is conceived and executed. But horse face Sarah Jessica Parker is behind this -girls gotta keep rolling the dice, that face is getting worse every day! I’m all for helping out the struggling artist and giving them a nationwide canvas to impress upon their talent -I just can’t begin to imagine 16 artists living together and competing. Do the cameras realize they are going to have to turn off for alcohol and joint breaks, which are often? (I refuse to put a photo of horse face on my site, so here’s some random art by my current favorite guerrilla artist, Banksy)
Reports from members of the Army of M.E. are that couture is more about the parties than the looks -fashion weeks usually are- but when couture takes a turn towards “practicality” as some are perceiving, people will tend to yawn at the prospect usually reserved for RTW. Monday night’s party at the Crillon celebrating Alber Elbaz’s collaboration with Acne Jeans left many in a situation usually reserved for NY fashion week. It seemed the crashers showed up early enough to secure their place, while members of the VIP set were left facing clip-boarded party-Nazi’s on entrance door lockdown. Over at Plaza Athenee on the same evening was another exercise of NY fashion week parties where the hypocrisy of a blow out crowd gathered to fete someone they knew absolutely nothing about -Nick Blast. Dior’s VIP director, Alexis Roche, threw the party which explained the presence of Eva Mendes, Lou Doillon, Leigh Lezark and Margherita Missoni.
The PR spin doctors over at Versace have released a statement regarding the entirely mis-interpreted assumption that Obama is the muse of their current designs (I’d say 80% of the fashion ’stories’ that we ingest -and cause heartburn- each day are complete propaganda). In keeping with proper dinner party etiquitte of dis-associating in topics of politics and religion -Versace is playing it safe and politically correct by insisting quotes were taken out of context (shocker!)stating, “It was the type of man Barack Obama represents that inspired the men’s spring/summer 2009 collection, a modern man with a laid back, relaxed look and attitude. Not Obama himself.”
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