This post is basically an excuse to combine three not-so-secret obsessions of mine – RuPaul’s Drag Race, gifs and karaoke. I actually love karaoke, there’s something about public humiliation mixed with a delusional sense of grandeur that really appeals to me when I’m drunk. I’ve also found that it’s particularly fun for everyone else if you’re having a really shit night and you do Hurt by Johnny Cash. Anyway, luckily karaoke is a hobby endorsed by ~fashin~, here’s a look at the best and worst efforts.
Here’s my fave, Carine Roitfeld and the interminably insane Anna Della Russo giving amazing ‘mum at a wedding’ karaoke vibes. Not my mum at a wedding, obviously, my mum looks like Saruman. I really want to know what they were singing, I’m guessing it wasn’t Fashion Shower.
When this video came out, I probably watched it about five times every day for a month. Emanuelle Alt doing WHAM, with a little help from Anja Rubik and a boatload of other Vogue Paris regulars. What’s not to love. This video served as an amazing announcement of Emanuelle’s taking over from Carine Roitfeld as Editor in Chief at Vogue Paris
after she was sacked, thus ruining Vogue Paris for ever.
Another fashion x karaoke crossover features Jessica Stam off of every show/campaign ever, and Coco Rocha off of The Face and irish dancing. Here’s a great example of middle-class white-girl Eminem enthusiasm
And finally, here’s an assortment of VS Angels including Miranda Kerr, Doutzen Kroes and Candice Swanepoel attempting Christmas classic, Deck The Halls. This isn’t so much Deck The Halls as Cries Of Pain.
I love a creepy/unintentionally hilarious documentary about freaks, and Channel 4 are usually pretty good at delivering. Fresh off the cringing, shuddering heels of my faves, 15 Stone Babies and My Fat Fetish, came ‘Dogging Tales’. For a documentary about rough couples shagging in a cold forest off a motorway, I wasn’t expecting it to be so ~artsy~, it’s more like a weirdly tense film than a standard ‘ha-ha-weirdos’ documentary. Also, a particular highlight was the participants all wearing animal masks reminiscent of those in the Anna Sui AW11 show:
This is Les’ girlfriend, who is quite clearly on the verge of some sort of breakdown. I’m not sure how much her eyeshadow would really show up in headlights but A+ for effort.
World’s Happiest Doggers via Anna Sui.
The most obvious example of fashion endorsing a love for the great outdoors is Steven Meisel’s 2008 editorial for V magazine (originally refused by Vogue Italia), simply entitled ‘Dogging’:
Recently in my never-ending quest for things to spend money on, I stumbled across Cast of Vices, a right nice accessories brand that tick all my accessories boxes – big chains, leather and an appreciation for a rude slogan. (I realise these three things make me sound like a foul mouthed pervert, and this would be accurate.)
There is a substantial selection available in their eShop, but at present, there isn’t a London stockist, but if you find yourself in ~gay Paree~ you can pick yourself up a lil somethin’ somethin’ at French favourite, Colette.
The eShop also features rare art books from Dash Snow, Dan Colen and Terry Richardson amongst others, band tees, and curios like an actual helmet off of actual Vietnam and US prison tupperware.
You can get all of the above from their website.
DISCLAIMER: I wasn’t paid for this, if I was, they’d probably want their money back.
more than a bit blind, more than a bit deaf, slightly completely unobservant and perhaps most importantly, terrified of cycling (and hat hair) I am set to become the scourge of the roads. Here is my new faithful steed.
When I told my mother about this out of character purchase, she said “I’ve got a spazmo reflective vest your nan had for her moped, do you want it?” Despite the charming mental image of my long dead, chain smoking, moped riding German nan tearing through the mean streets of Bristol’s Westbury Village in it, that’s not a look I’m keen to replicate myself.
The popularisation of bicycles among the more fashion conscious of us has led to a Wikipedia page dedicated to ‘cycle chic‘, a bicycle street style book and a slew of bicycle style blogs (check out the Sartorialist’s ‘Bicycle’ tag here) replete with endless photos of Alexa Chung, Agyness Deyn, Mary Kate Olsen et al on their two wheelers.
Chanel even does it’s own, complete with quilted handlebars and a 2.55 saddle bag. Naturally.
With all of this bike style envy in mind, and not a “spazmo vest” in sight, here’s my dreamy bike wear wishlist:
Helmet, Cycle Chic
Amazing unzippable jacket, Acne
Anya Ziourova is one of them fashiony people with a finger in many (low carb) fashion pies. Starting off at American Vogue, AZ then moved onto Japanese and Chinese Vogue, where she was Fashion Assistant, then Stylist, from whence she moved on to become a regular contributor and eventual Fashion Director of Russian Tatler, where she also began as Creative Fashion Consultant at Russian Allure. She’s also contributed to eight flavours of Vogue, worked with major babes like Mia Wasikowska, Monica Bellucci and Lou Doillon and consulted for brands including Ben Sherman (and weirdly, John Lewis). And…breathe.
Regardless of her many actual talents, Anya is always guaranteed to be one of the most photographed over Fashion Month. I love the androgyny of her style, from leather dungarees to pyjama suits, there’s a boyish playfulness to her outfit choices, even a skirt is usually paired with an amorphous or masculine tailored top of jacket. When I finally decide to stop dressing like a school boy, rather than the 22 year old girl I actually am, I’m hoping I can come somewhere close to this. Let’s hope I’m earning quite a bit more by then…
“Never work with children or animals”