Arthur and I made it for a radical mental health tea party. It was awesome (both the party and the cake -- vanilla butter crumb with raspberry jam "frosting.")
Apparently, he's for serious about putting out ready-to-wear in a whole new size range. If I had that kind of money, oh my God, gold evening gown ahoy.
I bet Anna Wintour (audience shots on style.com) had an aneurism. Don't you think? Apparently, audience reaction was tense. The title of the show (you know, such as they're titled) was "Don't cry for me, fashionista."
I like this WAY more than the Dove ads, not only 'cause I think it's way more visually interesting, but also because it's not pushing anticellulite cream. It's certainly selling-it's, you know, ready-to-wear fashion-but it's selling clothes that will fit your ass, not something that's supposed to change your ass.
WOW. That must have been the most bizarre, totally beautiful, insanely stylish collection of people I've ever seen. Like a cabaret show on uppers. With shiny bits and a pith helmet. And a puppet and freaky porcelain doll twins. I want to go play in his universe.
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Also, your cake speaks truth.
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and UK Vogue has video! It's here: http://www.vogue.co.uk/Shows/Video/Default.aspx?showID=2862
Apparently, he's for serious about putting out ready-to-wear in a whole new size range. If I had that kind of money, oh my God, gold evening gown ahoy.
I bet Anna Wintour (audience shots on style.com) had an aneurism. Don't you think? Apparently, audience reaction was tense. The title of the show (you know, such as they're titled) was "Don't cry for me, fashionista."
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