1) Oakley Frogskins: I am hesitant about rewearing any trends I wore the first time, but thanks to a special friend who gifted me with a pair in Wildberry n' Milk, I am now the coolest kid in elementary school. It's a simple style, similar to Wayfarers but Frogskins come in way more varieties--about a million colorways by my estimation. (I am not good at estimating.) You can get them in basic/classic colors like black, brown, or tortoiseshell or you can go for the pattern-of-the-moment. I love the Colette x Oakley:

2) When I am not wearing those, I'm sporting my grandfather's vintage Persols, thus completing my transition into being an old man.

3) I love Lil Wayne's voice so much that my notebooks read "Mr. and Mrs. Lil Wayne's voice." It doesn't matter what he may be talking about--imploring the world to fellate him in the manner one would consume hard candy on a stick, genocide, hating puppies--I just love it. I believe Rolling Stone described it best: "a needling, grizzled croak that's one of the most distinctive sounds in pop music." His bit on T-Pain's "Can't Believe It" is like pure, crystallized joy to me.

4) Speaking of my love for music to drop one's underpants to, the work done by the mad geniuses who reprogram the Rockafire Explosion band to do modern music fills me with glee. Yeah, I know two children's pizza establishments entered and Chuck E. Cheese was the one left standing, but Showbiz was always my favorite. I may be remembering with the mythic gloss that only childhood memories have, but the one in Montgomery (Alabama) was AWESOME. See most of the videos here.

5) True Blood makes me so happy. A show about a young southern woman living in her grandmother's house in a small southern town? I can't imagine why that would speak to me. Oh and she's sweet on a brooding older man with an eventful past? Yeah, doesn't ring a bell.
I watched Dexter season two yesterday and I like that show a lot but I had to laugh at one thing--man, that is quite a display you've got there. Especially since it looks like your carrier is Boost Mobile.

Saturday, I finished watching The Mist and Ebert was right, it is a competent if fairly by-the-book Horrible Things Pouncing on People Movie. But that ending! [Please note that that link is to a spoiler of the ending.] The movie was taking forever and I was wondering how much longer I had left so I looked up the summary on The Movie Spoiler, which has only the ending. However, after I got a load of that, I turned it off. How depressing. Like I told [livejournal.com profile] kaytethinks in chat that night, nothing was beautiful and everything hurt.

Of course, the ironic thing is, after I turned it off I put on An American Crime, which is nothing if not depressing. It was well-made, it was hard to watch, and I never want to see it again.

Moving on from that cheery topic, I've been looking over the Fashion Rocks supplement that came with the new Glamour and it's really good. Lots of beautiful photos and interesting features that are making my urge to create twitch.

I love the photoshoot with Dhani Harrison and Sasha LastnameI'llneverspellcorrectlyfrommemory. Oh, Pivovarova. And here it is, by the way. A return to bohemian luxe? Like I ever left!

Why weigh on a sunny day?: Weight talk )

Also in the issue that I've enjoyed so far (not done yet) is the essay by Joan Jett on the evolution of her style. I particularly enjoyed this jawdropping tidbit: ...in 1979, I formed the Blackhearts and we relocated to New York...But 23 labels turned us down when I sent them four songs: "I Love Rock 'n' Roll," "Crimson and Clover," "Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)," and "Bad Reputation." !!!

And another thing: I'm sure that some people probably felt really old when that now iconic Vogue grunge spread came out. (It was December 1992. I believe Lucie de la Falaise was on the cover...which is kind of funny because she's married to Marlon Richards, whom I'll bet is the child of Anita Pallenberg Dhani's referring to in "Here Comes the Son." Anywho, some day I will gather my grandchildren at my feet and tell them the grand tale of eyebrowless models and bald models with dragon tattoos on their heads and how Marc Jacobs was visionary insane.) Well, I think I know what that feels like, having gotten a gander at the "emo" fashion spread. Oh, you kids today with your dungarees and your hula hoops and your (now flatlined) black parades.

All subcultures speak in code; grunge is no exception. Megan Jasper, a 25-year-old sales representative at Caroline Records in Seattle, provided this lexicon of grunge speak, coming soon to a high school or mall near you:

WACK SLACKS: Old ripped jeans

FUZZ: Heavy wool sweaters

PLATS: Platform shoes

KICKERS: Heavy boots


BOUND-AND-HAGGED: Staying home on Friday or Saturday night

SCORE: Great



DISH: Desirable guy


LAMESTAIN: Uncool person

TOM-TOM CLUB: Uncool outsiders

ROCK ON: A happy goodbye

Oh and while I'm on the subject of nostalgic freakouts, will someone please see fit to release House of Style on DVD or at least, upload some more to yt?

Juliana Hatfield--Nirvana
Nirvana--You Know You're Right
Rockabye Baby! (Lullaby Renditions)--Here Comes the Sun
My Chemical Romance--Teenagers

Now, rock on, y'all. I've got some new family photos scanned that I just need to crop and those should be up in a little bit.

I've spent the equivalent of Iraq's surplus (ooh, topical) on clothes for her and she shows up a month early and unable to fit into anything at the hospital. She's wearing two white t-shirts (check that giant armhole)--one inverted and worn as shorts. My niece is a hobo.

We've never seen a pant as luxe as this. Uh, I have. They were denim and made by JNCO. And I was wearing them.

"I want to thank all the women who have worn my clothes, the famous and the unknown, who have been so faithful to me and given me so much joy."

associated press
I have to get ready for my first day of (this semester of) school so in brief:

1) These hats have to be seen to be believed.

2) As does this picture of Michael Kors from the 80s.

3) New issue of Nylon online. I love the idea of reading magazines online like this. I love magazines but I hate dealing with the waste. I would totally pay to read magazines like this. Also, just as I was thinking that it'd be easier to remember clothing websites I want to check out after seeing their ads--I always forget when I'm reading paper magazines--I realized that you can click on the ads in this magazine to take you to the websites.

4) I don't know what's more surprising--that the J. Peterman catalog still exists or that they're still selling this hat with this copy.

5) Hi, this is the greatest thing I've seen all week*. Pacman Explained, via goonfleet:

*Let's pretend like I didn't see this like, two weeks ago and couldn't find it again until this morning.
I am obsessed with Imaginary Foundation t-shirts lately. The designs are beautiful and they're inspirational but not in a Precious Moments kind of way. They're clever and a little funny but not in a "Gettin' lucky in Kentucky" kind of way.

Speaking of design, Richard Prince has done the impossible--he made me want a LV bag. They've never appealed to me for a variety of reasons, including that I don't like the monogram design and they were (and still are) everywhere. But I love Richard Prince! The "Joke" bags are not my favorite--python, gross--but I am embarrassed about my feelings for the Weekender PM. Also, I'm amused that the line itself is being considered "controversial" in some circles. I laughed when I saw a comment on one bag site declaring a Joke bag, which is printed with Henny Youngmanesque riffs, as offensive as the Zara swastika bag. Oh, yes. "Take my wife...please": Like a swastika!

Via a link in [livejournal.com profile] sf_drama, I took the Internet Culture IQ test and scored an embarrassing 197. I wonder how much useful knowledge in my brain has been replaced by internet memes and commercial jingles. ("One Price Optical, where it's no lie--everything's $39.95! Single vision lenses and eyeglass frames, contact lenses--all priced the same! One Price Optical ($39.95)! One Price Optical (We're clearly better!)")* I've been doing all this online shopping and blog reading (the usual plus Cracked, AV Club, etc) because I've been glued to my computer studying for midterms. I've not been this overwhelmed by school since...ever. Turns out it's a lot harder if you actually care.

I do get one minor reprieve shortly--Monday I'm going to see Vampire Weekend at Bottletree, which I'm excited about. Very interested to see how they are live. I guess I'll semi find out tonight, as they're on SNL.

As you may have heard, Gary Gygax, one of the co-creators of Dungeons and Dragons, died this week. I can't decide whose tribute I like better--Penny Arcade's or XKCD's.

Bonus laugh: Go back in time to 2001 and read the comments at Mac Rumors about Apple's newly announced device--a little trifle called an iPod. Like: "I'd call it the Cube 2.0 as it wont sell, and be killed off in a short time...and it's not really functional."

And now, back to the French mines.

*I used to hear this on a Columbus (GA) radio station when I was living in my hometown. So I haven't heard it since at least the late 90s. Will it ever leave my brain? Probably not.


Jan. 21st, 2006 11:51 am
I got my click-n-ship notification from BPAL so I'll be receiving and will review Lolita, Jailbait, Juke Joint, Hollywood Babylon, Snake Oil and Salome within the next week!

And also, the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] alicetiara and I have started [livejournal.com profile] styleatthetime, a fashion community where y'all can ask questions, post pictures, talk about clothes and style and such. I encourage you all to join. We welcome your comments, suggestions, and pretty layout ideas.



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