Alcoholics Anonymous

Not so secret: I have a major tree fetish.
I'm much too busy with school and summer assignments to blog for a while, so here's an idea: Comment to this post about absolutely ANYTHING in the world, ANONYMOUSLY. Let's see where this goes..

Smells Like Teen Spirit

DISCOVERED by IMG Models Senior VP Ivan Bart and actress Liv Tyler, Prada star Irina Kulikova is only 16, 5'11, Russian, gorgeous, and pure model jailbait. It's craaazy the ages that models hit their prime these days. Simply preposterous to the average person, but the norm in fashionland.

For example, 16-year-old Tanya D. replaced the ancient* 27-year-old Carmen Kass in Micheal Kors ads, selling belted shirt dresses to fifty year olds and Debra Messing.

And then there's Chanel Iman. Don't get me started on her. Cover of US Vogue at 15. At 15, I was in Algebra, sitting next to a boy who ferociously picked his nose every ten minutes. Sick.

And then there's Ali Micheal, Georgia Frost, Tallulah Morton etc. etc.

Lolita complex much?

On an olfactory note, I really love Marc Jacobs' new eau de parfum, Daisy. Great, light, floral feminine scent. I love the ads, starring who else, underaged commodity Irina K. and now, I WANT A HUGE GALLON SIZED BOTTLE. Strange.

*I will always hold great reverence to Carmen Kass though

Unicorn Vomit

This Nu-Rave photo makes me sweat glitter and piss rainbows and shit fluorescent glowsticks. Whilst listening to the Klaxons and wearing a pound of neon eyeshadow and a bejeweled House of Holland tee. Bleeergh.

"In My Tribe" editorial from Fashion Rocks by Steven Meisel avec Gemma, Iselin, Lily D., Sasha P., Trentini, Agynesszzzzzz.
Scans: ohnotheydidnt

Bird Fetish

I heart beastiality-inspired editorials. And Lara Stone. And Suvi with blue hair and faux tatoos!

Mert and Marcus: Wild Roses Sept. W magazine

A Sad Demise

I guess Elle gave Lindsay a farewell present featuring her in September's Fall fashion issue since she's facing up to six years in the slammer. The article parallels many of her previous interviews with various magazines-the whole swearing offa alcohol quotes, paparazzi swarms, portable spray tan sessions etc. Seriously, magazines just have to print the same story over and over again without an interview. But, I'll really miss her sexy, sexy orange melanoma-ed skin, her punctual acting chops, and her exquisite cocaine-induced DUI arrests- NOT.

An Ensemble Piece

As I was flimming through the Sept. Vanity Fair, I came upon the new Moschino ad, shot by Peter Lindbergh, featuring all Asian models, which is a rare occurance in the American fashion circuit. Usually I see ads depicting a Hye Park or Du Juan in the corner sharing facetime with a gaggle of Gemmas and Darias (ex: Cavalli, YSL, LV, Fall06) so this is new. Anyway, alls I wants to say is the messy bobs and sickly sweet babydoll-ness of the garments reminds me of the women-spies in those 70's chinese exploitation spy films my father watches. (He had a thing for asian women assassins and killing machines in cheongsam dresses. And blaxploitation Foxxy Brown films. In short, anything related to 70's exploitation films.) TMI, but it's true haha. And the morbidly fascinating Daul Kim is featured on the ladder, which I like.


Models: Daul Kim, Emma Pei, girl who's name I don't know, Eugenia Mandzhieva, Ai Tominaga, Tao Okamoto
photo: asian models blog

A Nonsensical 100th Post

Chilean Flamingos in SF
I went to the zoo today, attempting to take Bruce Weberesque photos avec my 12 year old Polaroid Spectra.
So I quote Charlotte from Lost in Translation: "...every girl goes through a photography phase...taking dumb pictures of your feet."
I am totally going through that phase like a looooon. On loon tablets.
Yeah I quote Georgia Nicolson too like all the other 124819234 bloggers in the world.

M.I.A. and Laguna Beach Leftovers

On Saturday I went to see M.I.A. in Berkeley's Amoeba, (aka Hostile and Sweaty Employees Musicstore). It was grand! And I swear on my crumbling grave that I saw Alex (one of Kristin's slutty blonde sidekicks) from Laguna Beach there with some hipster crew (boy with fake neon HOH shirt, girl with very blunt peroxide bang etc. etc.) Yeah I watch that show. The rapid degradation of the young teenagers on that show is astounding. Also my brutha has a thing for LC so I am practically forced to watch it.

I swear to God she was on Laguna Beach.

But anyway, M.I.A. bobbed up and down rapping about Sri Lankan violence in her pleasant British accent, WHICH I LOVE.
And then she signed autographs. But her PR people prohibited photos. Probably cause' it ruins her whole cool image to mingle with the scum of Berkeley, who knows. So I took secret photos of her behind Coltrane records like a effing paparazza.

That is all!

Bearcest

I wonder how Doutzen feels looking like a jailbait and being molested by a big furry bear. Seems hard to imagine Doutzen infantilized to death, but I guess Mert and Marcus make it possible for W magazine. I know there should be another way to showcase fur without going borderline beastiality. I like the huge grosgrain ribbons though, because I get a huge fashion orgasm over anything to do with ribbons. Beautiful photography, creeeepy, (but original!) concept.

Yeah I would have that face too if I had to be groped by a sweaty guy in a bearsuit.

A Moment of Objectification

Although I haven't spoke much about male models here, Sean Opry makes me hungry for some really nice hunk of...meat, with a side of soft, delicious...biscuits. Okay enough sexually-charged dinner euphenisms here, he is just plain haaawt. And so pretty. Barely legal at 19 years of age and with VNY model management. God, I just read what I wrote and I sound like a voyuer, oh goodness.