Friday, 11 April 2014

Collective Rants

Last year I missed out and mourned in my bedroom for a couple of days. However, I've finally received my own copy of the ELLE Collections and although it does not whole-heartily live up to my great expectations, aesthetically, it feels special in comparison to a regular ELLE magazine. It's not 100% art-directed like Rookie, heart stickers decorating every page and a pull out crown to wear (created by Edward Meadham), but it has been so carefully designed that it cannot go un-appreciated. It was significantly cheaper than the Rookie Yearbooks, on the other hand. I can't really talk though, as my dad picked me one up from his work for free. Ahh, the perks of having a dad who prints fashion magazines.

The cover of ELLE Collections is famously known for being creative and collage-y, this year was no exception. Edie Campbell centred on a baby blue background, with Celine-esque brushstrokes in complementary colours, accenting her graffitied outfit. Floating around her were mini models, mid step, all in pastel hues. It was very calming, soothing, unlike previous years, which were considerably more vibrant and bold. It was comforting that they did the expected, predictable move of playing out the spring theme and didn't do a Devil Wears Prada: "Florals for Spring? Groundbreaking."

 In this ELLE Collections, there was a section labelled "The Most Beautiful Girls in the World". It made me think about this girl in my school (who will NOT be named for obvious reasons) who has recently just been selected to participate in a Beauty Pageant. Now, I'm one of those people who will defend modelling, despite it being a slightly soul-crushing industry, with an awful reputation from the likes of Ugly Betty. I defend it because I believe that there is some skill in being a model. I don't defend the stupid models that are literally just a pretty face, I defend models like Edie Campbell and Cara Delevinge, models that are intelligent and use their power and venerability over young girls to a positive impact. I think that models should not be sent hate or be put down for being beautiful. Cara Delevinge has a saying, "stay weird," and girls listen to her because they respect her. She has earned respect through the industry that is thought to be a heartless monster. Back to the girl in my class, she just sent in a selfie, edited to infinity, and got through. She didn't have to be interviewed or see how she works, if she can make the clothes work, if her appearance had the right look to empower women. She had to stand there and be assessed on purely her physical appearance. And she knows it. She's really intelligent, not academically, but she's clever. However, she let herself be viewed and became what people call, "a piece of meat." I'm not jealous of her, I'm sorry for her. Imagine being led to believe you're going to get into this Beauty Pageant and then being dismissed because you're not pretty enough. I don't know why this infuriates me so much, but I just don't agree with it.

Sunday, 16 February 2014

School Royalty

Initial reaction: Why on earth is she wearing a fuzzy PE sock as a dress? A few minutes later: Omg omg omg omg I need to move to America so I can omg become a cheerleader and strap shoulder pads to my legs! Yeah, maybe not. But the temptation was high as I flipped through the images, my brain memorising every doodle. It was like the aftermath of an American football game, the party, the cheerleaders, the jocks: all exclusive to the school spirit clique. It had some elements of the other "cliques" though. The doodles, sketched by the nerdy comic kid. The fluffy dresses, made by the textiles student. It was a huge collaboration of the school, centring the stereotypical jocks and cheerleader lifestyle. The entire show was oozing the connotation of American high school life. Probably influenced by films like Bring it on, it had all the segments of the oversimplified idea of the sport royalty of the school. I've actually been singing the most self-inflated song from Bring it on. After seeing it for my first time I haven't stopped muttering "You hate us cos we're beautiful. We hate you cos you're not!". It's crucial to put on the melodramatic Californian girl voice and do a "nawt" at the end with a sickly grin and giggle. I swear the people sat around me in Maths think I'm possessed.

The fabric of the dresses reminds me of these weird slipper socks I used to wear with these awful sticky circles on the bottom, that would glue themselves to the floor and I'd have to peel my foot off the floor slowly. I had two pairs one pick, one a sickly rainbow. They both ended up matted on the bottom with use. As soon as I got home from school, I'd shove them on. The change from my hated school uniform woolly tights to my comfy socks reminded me of the Breakfast Club. How they all acted a certain way in school but when they were at the detention, they were themselves; "We're all bizarre, some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all." Click on the picture below if you want to listen to my playlist ok bye.

Friday, 14 February 2014

I'm not a nerd, I just like wearing my grandma's clothes and have a slight obsession with Star Wars

The crowd that gathered at the Rodarte Show were not prepared for the hodgepodge of all things nerdy. The models were swamped with grandma glasses and tacky, crystal bejeweled prom shoes. Crochet delicacies were seen as well as the sparkly berets. It was a show made for the girl who people call a nerd but she comes in on non-uniform day and kills them all with her crazy sense of style. That's me by the way, hello. I haven't even got to the best bit. If the show wasn't at all nerdy or representative of Andie's bedroom in Pretty in Pink already, the Rodarte sisters, Laura and Kate Mulleavy, topped it all of with a homage to Star Wars, in the form of Yoda and Luke Skywalker printed on one of the floor length dresses.

For a girl who loves her Meadham Kirchhoff just as much as her Darth Vader, this show combined all things necessary to create the best kind of Librarian. It had just the right amount of flowing material, positioned on the arm like a bohemian hippie, and 70s prom style dresses.  This collection is like a hybrid of the geeks of Freaks and Geeks, Andie from Pretty in Pink, Yoda and that weird old lady on your street. I even made you another playlist to demonstrate this. Again just click on the image below to view it because I haven't yet solved the mystery of the HTML.

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