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Dumas at Dolce & Gabbana? Poe at Prada? Wilde at Westwood?
This is witty and funny:
Dead Authors at Fashion Week
http://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2012/09/12/dead-authors-at-fashion-week-part-i/There is a condition worse than blindness,...
...and that is, seeing something that isn't there. - Thomas Hardy ( Read more... )Go World!
I love watching the Olympic opening ceremonies. I have my opinions about the Bejing ones but I won't go into that right now. One of my favorite parts of the ceremonies is the Parade of Nations. You get to see ALL the countries that have come to participate. You get to witness the athletes interacting before they have to compete. You get to see ( Read more... )Most sincere form of flattery?
I don’t think so.
As much as I love the rise in popularity of women’s roller derby I despise it to the same level. Anything that becomes popular is bound to be perverted and copied and, in that imitation, diluted. Derby and derby girls are consider cool and edgy, partially due to the the punk, subversive, underground, DIY nature of the sport. ( Read more... )I see desire in your eyes
Dear Christian Louboutin,
I love you! I love you and every thing you do! The sight of your scarlet soles and sky-scraper heels makes me weep with joy....and with despair, because my taste is about 10 to 20 times more expensive than my wallet can sustain. But I love you regardless. One day in the future my tootsies shall be ensconced in your kid ( Read more... )Before you were born someone kicked in the door *
Here's a "poll" inspired by observations made at this weekend's Lollapalooza ( Read more... )I base my fashion taste on what doesn't itch*
I spent the last 5 hours with my parents today. Two of those hours were delightfully spent playing with my genius nephew, J (this same sweet, wonderful five year-old boy was just tested to have an IQ of 139 - an IQ of 140 and above is defined as "Genius or near genius". What can I say, it runs in the family). I bought dinner for us because my ( Read more... )Dubious selection
Welcome to yet another installment of "Helen's Occasional Rantings About Nothing". It's like Seinfeld, but not as funny.
( So, yesterday I had one of those mornings. )