Hot off the coat-tails of a recent post by CAG, this morning brought talk of another clothing rental business. Current face of Chanel's gawdawfulCoco Cocoon handbags, Lily Allen wants to open a clothing rental boutique. The boutique will be called Lucy In Disguise (?). She will open the boutique with her sister Sarah.
"'It's about making fashion democratic,' she said. 'That's the idea behind it. It's about getting really nice clothes but letting people rent them for affordable prices so they can go out and feel like a million dollars and it won't cost them a million dollars'" (fabsugar.com).
I, for one, think its a great idea. Keep em coming Lily!
Late Thursday night model, Daul Kim's body was found hanged in her Parisian apartment. Kim, sometimes muse of Karl Lagerfeld, was only 20 years old. "Kim, who was known in fashion circles for being feisty and sensitive, wrote about the high and lows of her hectic life on the international modeling world" on her invite only blog iliketoforkmyself (telegraph UK).
Her last post was entitled "hi to forever." But did not cause alarm because "most of the posts are entitled 'hi to' something. Her last post early on Wednesday morning is accompanied by a You Tube clip of the house record 'I Go Deep' by British DJ artist Jim River" (telegraph.UK).
"Curvy women have no place on the catwalk, iconic German fashion designer Karl Lagerfeld was quoted as saying, after a fashion magazine said it was banning skinny models in favour of 'real women.' 'No one wants to see curvy women,' Lagerfeld was quoted as saying on the website of news magazine Focus on Sunday. 'You’ve got fat mothers with their bags of chips sitting in front of the television and saying that thin models are ugly,' he added" (Shoeblogs).
He may design for Chanel but the man hates potato chips. Therefore he hates potatoes. Someone who hates potatoes must also hate me. Karl Lagerfeld hates me?!?
Here I sit at my computer diligently gazing into the fluoresced glow of my imac in a pair of cheap monday jeans. Why am I wearing jeans? Because Wednesday I have to wake up at the ass-crack of dawn. Because they make my ass look bangin. And because Coco Chanel says it's okay.
You bitches seriously don't know how lucky you have it. Look down, are you wearing pants? Well thank you Coco. Simply put, back in the day, Miss Chanel made it okay for women to wear pants. How did she accomplish this wonderful, equaling act? I have no effing clue. But they're making a movie about it.
And just in case you haven't seen it yet:
Miss Audrey Tautou as Miss Coco Chanel. I don't think heaven could make a better match.
There are these really dope chanel earrings. Totally fah-ache. But Chanel doesn't make ones like this (number one tip-off that they're fake). Am I a terrorist to pay $10 for fake-ass ghetto chanel earrings?
Sort of huh?
Here is something that inspired me today dealing with Chanel.
Here is a movie by Karl Lagerfeld about Chanel's Paris-Moscou "flirtation" in the 1910's & 20's. It's sort of weird and disjointed but it looks rad and the music makes me want to be French in the 20's. This movie also makes me want to smoke. Real bad. If only my designer clothing wouldn't smell like an ashtray afterwards. Oh, and that cancer thing. I would be ALL over it.
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We talk about fashion and being gluten-free/vegan. We think food & fashion should & can exist together in a perfect world. Like peanut butter & jelly. Hall & Oates. Chicken and the chicken container.
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