Monday, February 22, 2010

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Thursday, February 11, 2010

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God save the Queen.




After having done violence to go economy with only 3 hours sleep in the legs , having only played in the snow like a moron before, got my tickets for Paris to have been taken to compulsive buying of foreign press I'm still not happy, and I feel it's gonna be a bad day. The heavy bag Vogue, V Magazine, GQ, Harper's , I tell myself a new bag, it would be nice actually. But I have not found the shop in question, I finished in the Spring but it has not actually been more satisfying. I thank the vendors to move from being totally amorphous / voiceless / unable to locate my distress of compulsive buying. This day is really bad start, I decided to go home, work a bit, and read these magazines, which does, weigh a ton.
warm, comfortable on my couch, I'm about to watch the parade Richard Chai, and then, on Twitter, I see'' Alexander McQueen Committed Suicide ''. OK, bad day.

Just yesterday I told myself that I would speak well of incredible shoes last that we proposed (cf.Lady Gaga), the Armadillo. They range from the ugliness and the exception. Already, the Armadillo, like this, like two large insects, shells. Weird . I really wonder how we managed to walk, knowing that the heel is still 30 cm. Actually, my dream would be to have a cross section of these shoes. It is, they are super-hyper comfortable. That was my dilemma of the season.

After , McQueen is still the one who has reintroduced the hipster. Yeah, blame it on HIM if all the jeans that reveal our butt slaps, but hey, we must recognize that it was pretty thought. We must also add genuine creativity, what would that given the staging of his shows (he did not just put so many gorgeous babes / making giant's mouth, he liked the harness, dress up the dog, or force to take to the dancers), and even then, a guy who dares to sew in the lining of the costume of Prince Charles, I'm a C.. T (cunt understand) do may be a genius.

Poor Richard Chai, you got the wrong idea of your parade at the same time as the announcement of the suicide McQueen ... I decided to do you justice by talking about yourself. Then Richard Chai is a minion-then-boyfriend of Marc Jacobs (design fairly widespread in the fashion scene), who now has a chance to scroll tents at Bryant Park every Fashion Week New York.
He also makes a capsule collection for Target (one teaches mainstream U.S.), has developed several labels in the ranges of price (a bit like Marc Jacobs, with MJ, Marc By Marc and Don ' t Miss the Mark) which line''Love,''pretty cool, he defines himself as'' Glunge '', Glamour and Grunge. He was also a crony Keds, this union was born a small collection of sneakers, and Richard has also worked with Alternative Apparel.

So now, Richard Chai is one of those young U.S. designers who are worth to be known. His show is definitely under the banner of'' wearable ,''Unlike previous collections, here, there is a genuine desire to see her clothes worn in the street, and it's pretty successful. I particularly liked the overlays, the harmony of colors: the colors of winter, of course, gray, blue, but always with an added value: the beautiful gray, carbon, beautiful blue, navy satin buttons all sweet sequins, but not bling bling, khaki nice (though, god knows I hate khaki, even if it's the big trend for next season).

Well, I like Richard Chai it's a shame it has been eclipsed so, more than its collection of tunes from Marc Jacobs Perry period. Then, pointing to the end of the parade, with a plaid shirt around his waist, in the purest tradition grunge, there is no denying that class.


If you want to get an idea of the parade Chai # here

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

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Like a Possum.


I'm supposed to do an evening Candlemas''late''girls only, but it was slightly overwhelmed by night''cutesy''girls only at the very moment when the DVD of Death was swallowed by the reader.
Thunderbolt in Notting Hill is still the most pathetic movie I have been led to see. Oh, you're beautiful, oh we love each other, but we will not say, oh I'm so unhappy that I finally want that you touch me, O thou sublime Hugh Grant not credible in the role of sentimental loser (no, no one makes me not to me).
So here I am on my couch, and I can not rave before a film with a soundtrack also crappy, which turns out to be even more crap when the actors' faces are similar. I limit the top-the-heart, while the pancakes were good.
Is not No Sunshine when she left, and Hugh walking alone in the snow like a poor guy heartbroken. Snapshot of the day, everyone.
I'm in the mood gloomy. And when I'm gloomy mood, I launch my iTunes playlist 7.
Needle of Death , just to crush very low. And then after, well, pushing the defect, once I'm in a good mood music, I open some books more depressing than others. Go, a collection of poetry by Lou Reed. And what sticks in the mood for tonight is Like a Possum. I just put the ends, because it is long (but very good).

Good morning, it's possum day
Feel like a possum in every way
Like a possum

Things are all right,
Do not worry about this
My mind's amiss, I've lost the kiss

My smile is leaden, my gait is rubber
And I say as one possum to
Another like a possum
Calm as an angel

I got a hole in my heart
The size of a truck
It won't be filled by a one-night fuck

The devil tried to fill me up
But my down was high
As the sky is up, ah
Ain't that just my luck
Calm as an angel

They're mating like apes in the zoo
Ah, one for me and one for you
Wouldn't it just be lovely

Another useless night in bed, ah, ah
By the Hudson River, the
Roller-blades giving head
Used condoms float on the
River edge's head

I got a hole in my heart
The size of a truck
It won't be filled by one-night fuck
Like a possum
Like a possum

You know me I like to dance a lot
With different selves who cancel out
One another
I'm the only one left standing

One likes muscles, oil and dirt
And the other likes the women
With the butt that hurts
Like a possum

Look at this smile
My mind's amiss
Calm, calm, calm, calm, calm as an angel.