Look who is up in my Vogue

November Paris Vogue is dedicated to Bruce Weber, and one of the editorials features Daria Werbowy and...the whole family from "Dog the Bounty Hunter". WTF?? It's one of those reality shows that is so bad and lame it's actually quite good time-killer, and it's kinda exotic because it takes place in Hawaii. But I'm not sure if I want to see it in my Vogue...The editorial is simply titled Duane 'Dog' Chapman, by the husband and the leader of the Chapman bounty hunters, whose signature is long, blonded hair and tacky sunglasses. The only one who can beat him in this tackiness of peroxide hair and over-tan is her wife, who also has a pair of enormous boobs. Just go to wikipedia if you want to know more about them, fascinating stuff over there. Here is parts of the editorial, shot by Bruce Weber, Joe McKenna's the Fashion Editor. I think it's genius...but then again I have this obsession with 90s furry anything.

Scanned by Rita, and you should be able to click them for bigger.

My love, we need a cupboard of guns and a Sunday on speed.

Ok so I'm reading The Beautiful Fall and it seems that I have lot in common with the young Karl Lagerfeld. Cutting beautiful dresses out of magazine in young age? Check. Obsessive search for new music? Check. Hunger for knowing things, bying books et cetera? Check. Nice.

But from one book to another.

One of my next book buys is going to be "Stylist: The Interpreters of Fashion" (Rizzoli), written by Sarah Mower (style.com) with a foreword by Anna Wintour, which takes a look at the work and life of 16 stylists including Grace Coddington, Carine Roitfeld and Camilla Nickerson. I've waited for this book to come out, so I can order it and be happy for a moment. Well, it doesn't come out until 30th of this month, but still. And oh why oh why I don't have a credit card, sucks. I could order all these amazing Lanvin books from amazon.com. Life is hard.

And something else too: I've decided not to buy any new clothes etc until next summer, and that'll be in Paris, and in sales, and I want all of those clothes to be noir. I just can't fit any new clothes in my room. Nor shoes, especially not bags. But...I'll still do my second hand rounds, to make sure that I don't miss anything flamboyantly wonderful. I don't feel bad about my shopping, but you know the same old story...the things you own end up owning you.

Here is a nice quote to end this post,outtake from the Stylist book, where Carine Roitfeld tells about her work.

"It's just my imagination that goes into my pictures. I was never a punk. Never
dyed my hair blue. Never a nymphomaniac. I'm a married woman with children. But
I don't like the girl next door."

I like this one because I have been a punk and my hair has been blue, when I was 14. I know this sounds kinda trashy but I think those were my best days in fashion dream-wise. Blue hair (it was more green though), grandmas vintage blazer, black velvet vest underneath, Karl Lagerfeld for H&M dress and the black PVC pumps. The only trashy part was the safety pins as a necklace, some weird ribbon thing (I think it's used when furniture is renovated) around my wrists and fake handcuffs, but I quite liked it. If anyone wants to see it, I can post a picture. And shock haircolours, they have been turning up as these styling touches in shows and editorials, love them!!! Remember that shoot with Natasha Vodianova in W???

Hey this is not how I want to end this post!!!! What about some great lyrics by Elle Milano? It's your choice though.

Swearing's For Art Students

I'm sorry for being so middle class, spoilt little me I've got my head up my own arse. You've got your toys and I've got mine, you keep your AK-47, I'll keep my four-wheel drive. Yeah right, does anyone care so much? Your politics are something that should never be touched. I'm dumb, I'm dumb to the core. I'm dumb, give me four-to-the-floor. My love, we need two glasses of wine and a passion to breed. My love, we need a cupboard of guns and a Sunday on speed. How many A-levels does it take to build a wall? How many A-levels? I'm dumb, I'm dumb to the core. I'm dumb, give me four-to-the-floor. (Pick my guitar up, nice and easy, run my hands down it's neck and I'll play it with feeling.) What are economics, stock exchange and social politics? Not for me, honey, it's not for me, honey. What are economics, stock exchange and social politics? Not for me, honey, it's not for me. Would you love me if I was black? Would you love me if I was gay or put a knife in my back? I didn't ask to be who I am, but I'm here, and here I stand. How many A-levels does it take to rule the world? How many A-levels? I'm dumb, I'm dumb to the core, I'm dumb, give me four-to-the-floor. You don't have to shout just to get your point across... You've only got to scream just to get your point across.

No more situations I only go in to be kicked out.

The YSL ads are the only ones this season that I'm ripping out of my magazines and placing to my white walls, to make company to last seasons. I just wonder how did they turn out so perfect. The location: Paris. The model: Gisele. The photographers: Inez & Vinhood. How did it become the Elliott Smith Song of fashion advertising? I could propably match any of his songs and lyrics with these. This is something that I could call my wet dream come true. Seriously.

This is how I described an Elliott Smith song when I compared it to the movie Paranoid Park:

Paranoid Park is like an Elliott Smith song: bad things happen, life is a
struggle, but everything's very beautiful and confusing, real, silent,
uncomfortable and ethreal. This is the sound. The voice is sad, icy, shy and
angry. Personal, haunting, with folky melancholy.

And here is three pictures from the campaing, from showstudio.com, accompanied by some Elliott lyrics, have fun:

everybody cares, everybody understands
yes everybody cares about you
yeah and whether or not you want them to
it's a chemical embrace that kicks you in the head
to a pure synthetic sympathy that infuriates you totally
and a quiet lie that makes you wanna scream and shout

I met a girl on the square
who showed me how to kill my cares
but once that's done, man, there's nothing to do
time's running backwards from me and you
there's a riot coming
like a drug in the water
a punch in the stomach makes sons into daughters
my body's running but I don't see why it bothers

this is not my life
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
it's not what I'm like
it's just a fond farewell to a friend
who couldn't get things right

Can you see what I mean? Anyways, I hope that gave you something, even a single feeling. I also hope that I made someone to listen Elliott Smith, even a single person. That's one of my life missions.

Hmm, other Yves Saint-Laurent related news: Today I bought a book called The Beautiful Fall. A good read so far. And Inez & Vinhood are on the cover of Fantastic Man, I should get that too.

The broken records on the floor, the ones that I can't put on anymore.

It's like a broken record when the subject is Finnish fashion. The same names get repeated. But you know, it isn't 2003 anymore, it's time to give these young folks some credit, and put old folks somewhere in the background. This is how I feel: if anyone says Marimekko and IvanaHelsinki in the same sentence with Finnish fashion design, I want to knock them out and when they wake up, they'd be in a room that plays The Rolling Stone's Greatest Hits over and over again, because, IT'S THE ULTIMATE ROCK'N'ROLL BAND AND UHM, THERE IS NO OTHER, EXCEPT MAYBE CCR. Or something. Back to young folks. I've done something like this in the past but this time, diffrent names.

1. Antti Asplund

I don't know if he only does dresses in one size or are they so popular they fly out of the shelves, but I've left 2 dresses to shop just because I couldn't fit in them. I might be fat. Anyways, he's got a nice website too, you guessed it, http://www.anttiasplund.com/. Websites are great in general, because then it's not that hard to find out who you are and what your clothes look like and where can you get them. Because I've been contacted about how to get hands on his necklaces - it's easy when you live around Helsinki and can walk to Lux everyday you want. Unless they're sold out. But what to do if you live in Netherlands, and you really want to get one? Hmm, maybe I should try that Little Miss UPS thing that Susie Bubble does.

Here are two pictures via Face Hunter:

A dress. I was going to buy something similar to this, it was yellow though, but my arms were feeling kinda tinned sardine, so sry, no money for you this time.

A necklace. Popular stuff. Oh why did I choose these pictures, JUST GO TO HIS PAGE. Lovely lookbooks!

And I once saw a girl wearing one of the brooches in a bar. Great conversation starter! Turns out she got it as a gift and had never heard of him. Too bad. If you want to see his stuff in some other enviroment than bar, just go to his website and see the lookbook and click PRESS. I'm too lazy to screencap any of it. But there are beautifuuuuuuul dresses and so on. His new collection has a hair theme, and every other indie designer has that these days, so it's credible. It's not up on his page though, what a shame.

2.Daniel Palillo

He has gotten a lot of publicity. His stuff just might be on every Hel-Looks page. And he also has an agency to represent him, Finns have hard time to get their stuff out there so that's a good thing. And instead of mentioning that IvanaHelsinki showed in Paris, I'm going with the Daniel Palillo had an showroom for his SS08 collection there! So this means that if the buyers like, this collection will be reached in exotic places in the world, on top of Helsinki (where you can get it from his own shop Wunder and Helsinki10) and Japan. See, his clothes are huge, and for everyone, so they will be popular. Only God or like knows when we are going to get our small clothes back.

A picture from Hel-Looks. The boy is wearing a college thing.


A mushroom dress From New Arrivals exhibition


And a look from his SS08 collection via http://www.pickadollagency.com/


So what I like about his work is that it has no sizing. Isn't that wonderfully freeing? While I feel really fat when trying to move my hands in the Antti Asplund dress, or think about the Balenciaga jackets that have size 38 that is too small even for the pin-thin fashionistas out there, this seems genius. Really easy to sell, easy for everyone to wear regardless of size, gender or age. The kind of garment that saves you from the bad world. The kind of garment that makes people smile. And you can wear it forever. I know I'm looking for that feeling when I shop.

3.Laitinen

So if you think, enough of the ugly hipster stuff!!! This is for you. Behind Laitinen stands brother and sister Anna and Tuomas Laitinen. If you google A Shaded View of Fashion, you get many pages, Diane likes them, is that enough? They also won a special jury prize in Festival d'Hyeres last year, and Ann Demeulemeester rooted for them. Sadly, I've lost the issue of Muoto where they told about their experiences in Hyeres. Tuomas Laitinen also wrote columns for Muoto, a very decent design magazine that folded, that's really sad too. He has graduated from Central St.Martins. They held their showrooms in Paris and in Finland you can get Laitinen from Wunder. They are also represented by an agency, http://www.agenturv.de/. You can view their lookbooks there, they're neat. And they also feature Antti Asplund as a model, geez.

Here is a picture from catwalking, Tuomas Laitinen's graduate show in 2004.

My favorite from their A/W0708 collection

A dress from the SS07 collection, showcased in New Arrivals.


Hand-knit alpaca sweater dress with a giant cable highlighted with VCR-tape.

Methinks that when AW08/09 pops up, I'm going to need a new winter jacket by them!

So if you want to see more of new Finnish Fashion designers, visit the New Arrivals page.
It has 15 new designers, each has a little information box, picture of their creation and video where they talk about what they do! A book has also been made out of this.

And little something something too: If you think I'm posting this because I want to get into scene (a little birdie told me something like this) then great, didn't you know how much I hate people in general? Or that I've had The Smiths record on rotation for about a week, that follows the Elliott Smith records I've had on rotation for about 4 years? The fashion scene in Finland is this small and I have no intrest in it, really. In Antti Asplunds page I can see two girls from my school modeling the stuff. That's how small it is, and ingrown. I just think that if no one posts about them like they post about Carin Wester, or any of the Scandinavian cool succes stories, then the succes story here is going to take a while. Hmm, maybe I should start a dozen threads in tFS too. People have the power. Who knows, maybe next year we'll see Chloe Sevigny in Daniel Palillo dress, Susie Bubble raving over Laitinen and a Antti Asplund shop in any Benelux country in 2010. Nothing too utopian here, really. Just a lot of press, confidence and right people before this. Here is just my little input to that.

flicks & frocks

I FORGOT TO PICK UP MY SHOES. Twice. Tomorrow, tomorrow...

But this post is not about that.Do you ever get that feeling when you're like "Why do I live here????? We are always so late with things!!! Nothing cool is going on!!". I've gotten rid of this feeling lately, thanks to film festivals and internet, that make it possible to me to see all the cool films months before everyone else, and all the cool shows hours after they have been presented. So this post is about the films and collections I've seen and, uhm, enjoyed recently! And soon I'll be making the best of and the worst of 2007, because to be honest, what exciting is going to happen after summer...some birthday parties...and that's it. Right?

Control by Anton Corbijn + Nina Ricci by Oliver Theyskenes

Control is an b&w biopic movie about the life of Ian Curtis (played by Sam Riley), the singer of Joy Division, the 70s post-punk group. It's starts with a purchase of David Bowie record, when he is 17, and ends with an troubled life, a suicide at the age of 23. Like Paranoid Park, it's shot on location, even in the same buildings where he used to work and live, in Macclesfield, Manchester, UK. The life of Ian Curtis was fast. He married young, moved out young, became father young, and started to sing in a band that got popular, but right before the US tour, it all got out of control, when he couldn't handle his epilepsy, depression, responsibles, frights and love life. Cinemathography and performances are outstanding in this movie: black and white movie in 2007 makes sense when you see how Anton has made it work, there are some scenes that are really beautiful just to look at. Sam Riley reminds me of Pete Doherty, but everyone says he channels Ian Curtis, so I guess it's a good choice overall...This movie for me was very devastating, I had my jaw open the whole time in the screening. It leaves you depressed. And like one of the last songs lyrics (the songs are played by the cast, and they're not bad, Sam Riley has his own band too) "Don't walk away in silence", it really moves you.

Mister Lonely by Harmony Korine + Miu Miu

Miuccia Prada said to style.com that this collection is about "life as theater, and all the clichés of how people represent themselves in the world." Well, that's pretty much like what Mister Lonely is: a surreal movie about a Michael Jackson impersonator (played by Diego Luna) who meets a Marilyn Monroe impersonator (Samantha Morton) in Paris, who asks him to join a hippie community of other impersonators in Scotland where you can see everyone from Charlie Chaplin to Shirley Temple to Madonna living normal lives. The Queen of England (Someone named Anita Pallenberg) in bed with the Pope, Buckwheat giving bath to the Pope and Abraham Linclon mowing the grass. They also prepare for the Greatest Show on Earth, that ends tragically. This movie will make you cry with subjects that lie underneath like alienation, not fitting into the world, discovering who you are, and the greatest of them all, feeling lonely. It will also make you laugh, when a nun in a parallel plot who has accidentaly fell from the helicopter starts to pray and you can hear "I believe, God, I believe, please don't let me die" from the voice-over. Strange and confusing movie that is spot-on with our societys issues today. Lets become what we want to be, not what we were born to be.

Paranoid Park by Gus Van Sant + Ann Demeulemeester

Paranoid Park is like an Elliott Smith song: bad things happen, life is a struggle, but everything's very beautiful and confusing, real, silent, uncomfortable and ethreal. This is the sound. The voice is sad, icy, shy and angry. Personal, haunting, with folky melancholy. Well, Paranoid Park is shot in Portland, Oregon, one of his homes and it also features the songs "The White Lady" and "Angeles", in a scenes that make my heart break, because they're a perfect fit. In Paranoid Park, a young skater named Alex gets involved with a murder and decides to tell no one. But the movie isn't about crime investigation, it's about the life of a teenager boy with all these things distracting him; school, girlfriends, the divorce of his parents. He's not stupid. He could be your friend. He could be someone you know. He only lets his friend Macy know that something has happened, and she suggests that he writes a letter about it and gives it to her, or if he doesn't want to share it, then just burn it. There are scenes where we can see him walking in the countryside, with his hood on, to a quiet place where he takes out a notebook and starts to write.

Editing and cinemathography is excellent in this movie. There are parts shot with 8 mm and 35 mm camera that have timeless quality in them. And what is Paranoid Park, exactly? It's not a park really, but a skate park in the old indrustial part of Portland, where outcast kids come to skate, and they're all really good. So Alex is of course nervous, because he is alone, and thinks he is not good enough to skate there. Do you ever get that feeling?

pics style.com

and I remember why I dream in black and white

Ok so now some random people celeb obsession pictures.

Firstly Chloe Sevigny <3___________<3

I love this woman because she isn't that much stick-like and can still work it and be everyones favorite belle.

Then, Fleur Delacour!!! Oh I mean Clemence Poesy,who is in my magz lifting my moodz.

And don't run in high heels, because you'll die. Unless if you're Carine Roitfeld, then you just get a cute bow thing and everyones symphaty.

pics, fachunter + wireimage

shine on me baby, cause it's raining in my heart.

What's more fun than following the collections in Paris? Following the Paris Vogue Girls. Because I've noticed that when I look at the shows everything seems boring and old and safe or tacky, no matter what. But I know this is just the first reaction and after few days I'll be genuinely excited by something. But before that I introduce Melanie Huynh, who is assistant stylist for Vogue Paris.

Picture from garancedore.fr

Naturally I'm in love with this picture because a girl from Vogue Paris wears the same shiny short skirt + grey thights combo as me! My shiny skirt is more light silver though...and it cost 50 cents from the recycling centre. Also, I'm so sad that I don't feel like I look good in my leather jacket, which I got from my friends mom. I wish it was black and simple as Melanies but it's more detailed, and dark brown. And speaking of shiny things...the shoes. I just took my Bernhard Willhelm shoes to shoemakers to get soles and I then I started to think about all my other shoes. I have this amazing pair of shiny leather mary-janes, second hand, they are comfortable to walk in, but have just collected the dust and died because I didn't feel like taking them to shoemaker some years ago. Well I hope he does miracles if I give him 50 euros, because these are the right ones and I don't feel like buying new ones when I have the right ones. Then I have these super high heel grey ankle boots that are the most gorgeus thing ever though they're man-made material and from sale and cost me 35 euros. They're not shiny, but they make me feel like a Paris Vogue Girl, but the only thing is that the material has ripped off from the other heel a bit. And it will cost me another 50 euros to make them look beautiful again, to get inner and outer soles and things but hey, why buy something new when you've already got it already!