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Terry Richardson Shoots Iron Man
It’s all fun and games till someone loses a testicle.
Robert Downey Jr (favorite actor ever) was shot by Terry Richardson for GQ magazine. The spreads were definitely tame by Richardson’s standards, which could be due to the magazines strict rules for Terry or Robert’s mainstream taming. God damn is rehab a bitch. If you haven’t seen Iron Man, go see it today. The movie is by far one of the best of the Summer blockbuster season and deserves a sequel or two. More Robert Picts after the jump…
Photos courtesy of GQ
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Listen Up: The Plastiscines
Last night we missed French export Yelle as she preformed at Hiro Ballroom (indie friendlies Love Brigade didn’t miss the festivities), but its a quartet of ladies from the land of Evian that have gotten our attention lately. The Plastiscines are quickly becoming a group worth noting since they rocked the Coachella music festival last weekend and managed a WWD photoshoot just a few hours after their performance. Lead singer Louise talked to the paper about her style saying, “I like to mix everything — Seventies, Sixties and Nineties stuff…I really like Patti Smith’s style and Debbie Harry’s style, but I don’t have one specific influence.”
When comparing style in Paris to the US the Louise said, “It’s way easier to dress as you want [in the U.S.]…In Paris, people are stylish, but in a classical way. Like, Katty wouldn’t wear that (an electric blue vintage dress) on the street in Paris.” Really, you can’t wear electric blue in Paris? Not even in the Red Light district?
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Agyness on UK Vogue
Another month, another Agyness Deyn cover. This time the “it” model is on the cover of UK Vogue. There are no editorials inside on the model, big surprise, which means she just got the cover for being so god damn good at modeling.
The face has a level of surprise, as in, “Oh, shit your taking my picture, cheerio!” Okay, I’ve never actually heard a British person say Cheerio, but I assume they only say it when the yankees aren’t around.
The look is killer with tall white summer heels, ala gladiator style, and a necklace that is an eclectic mixture of tons of shit that would look very cool on any girl on the street.
Definitely worth a read.
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Rolling Stone Catches The Aneurysm…Anna Wintour Weeps!
It was bad enough when the girls from the ‘Hills’ invaded our homes with their fake reality show, their petty problems and their emaciated carcasses. It was even worse when they decided that they would force their “talent” as “designers” on we the fashion devoted like a prison yard bully that won’t take no for an answer. But NOW, they’ve poo’ed all over pop culture with the help of Rolling Stone. Bad magazine, BAD!
Clearly Satan and Hitler are running Rolling Stone via conference call from the pit of hell. The magazine has been getting more and more questionable as the years have passed but it’s officially popped a whole bottle of OxyContin and suicided itself with this desecration of Americana. How in the world do you have legendary covers with the likes of Jimi Hendrix, Prince, Curt Cobain, Tina Turner, The Beatles and then you drop aaaallllll the way down to the bottom of society for relentless attention whores?! What kind of Tom Follery is that?!
So help me magnificent Christ Jesus if Vogue (money hungry viper) puts anyone of them on the cover. I will burn with the anger of 3 million Lindsey Lohan firecrotches and Anna Wintour will meet an untimely but well deserved demise…………love ya Winnie!
- Z’maji of HauteBlogXOXO
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Views of Fashion: Renata Molho, 80s Fashion Enthusiast
Were the 80s the golden age of fashion? In this month’s Vice, Renata Molho, a wild child Italian who styled countless models during the time, seems to think so. You can read the full interview or check out some great excerpts that Jezebel picked out below.
On being a young, low-on-the-totem-pole stylist:
“I instantly learned that the difficult parts of this job are the small ones. When you have the amazing dress and the famous photographer, you don’t really have to do any work.”
On the vibe in Milan in the 80s:
Easy money, constant partying, and one out of two people in the street was a foreigner. It was a very superficial atmosphere, but it was vibrant. The fashion money funded the arts. Think about the Fiorucci store that was entirely painted by Keith Haring. There was a sensation that everything was possible.”
On why no one should go to fashion school:
“These schools today are pretty useless. They are very theoretical. What do you need theory for? Nothing. What you need is experience, to have lived and seen and done other things in life. I taught for a while and I used to tell my students: ‘Seeing one picture by Chagall is much more important than reading all the issues of Vogue ever published.’”
On Giorgio Armani, whose biography she penned:
“Studying him and talking to all the people in his life, I think I managed to understand the reasoning behind some of his actions. There’s a telling episode in his life. When his life partner, Sergio Galeotti, died, the only daily that mentioned AIDS was Rome’s Messaggero. Immediately after that, Armani canceled his advertising account with that paper. It became something of a media scandal. Researching him as a person, I see that as an act of love aimed at the preservation of a man’s dignity rather than an act of spite.”
On what happened after the magical ’80s ended:
“Everything turned into a soulless homage to other things we had seen before. Think about the era of successive revivals that began after the 80s. For example, even today in most runway shows the music is nothing but a mix of 60s, 70s, and 80s music. It’s a big empty hole. Nothing is exciting anymore, and most things are tremendously boring. Often, the best things are written by unknown editors and journalists, while the big names seem to sign things off with their left hand. Haven’t you noticed that nobody expresses an opinion anymore?”
I sort of wish I wasn’t born in the dead center of the 80s. It might have been fun to do what I do now back then. Of course, I’m pretty sure that would have been impossible, since I’m not that great of a writer and blogging didn’t kick off till a few years ago. Skip that the 00s rock, fuck the 80s and their inferior technology.
Drinking Milan [Vice]
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The Annie Leibovitz Black Bump
Annie Leibovitz has enjoyed a career as one of the most celebrated celebrity photographers of our time, responsible for countless shots that have included a who’s who of celebs, rock stars, and political figures. Recently, as in before all the Miley Cyrus bull shit, Leibovitz shot Giselle Bundchen and Lebron James for a cover of Vogue that had many in the fashion world and media question the photographers ulterior motives in many of her shoots.
In my opinion, Leibovitz career has been tarnished by her brazen attempt to objectify African-Americans as wild, King Kong-ish beasts, but photos from her over 14 years at Vanity Fair suggest that maybe the lack of love for brownies started a long, long time ago. Check out the photos below from some of Vanity Fair’s most famous Leibovitz cover shots. The first panel is the front page which is what the buying public sees. The second and third panel are usually tucked away from the viewers eye. It’s called the Annie Leibovitz Black Bump and it’s the perfect way to include a darker skinned person in a photoshoot (allowing Annie and Vanity Fair to maintain their “We Love Black People” stance) without giving them prime real estate on the front cover.
Angela Bassett gets the black bump
So does Will Smith
As does his wife Jada Pinkett Smith
Thandie Newton Gets the cover but darker skinned Omar Eps gets the bump
Too tan for Anne. Rosario Dawson gets pushed back
Samuel L. Jackson and Don Cheadle get pushed to the back of the bus
Rosario Dawson and Kerry Washington get the bump
Zoe Salanda gets the bump (and the worst outfit) America Ferra barely makes the frame
Eight high profile covers, 12 top “brown” celebrities pushed to the side. Do you see a problem with this picture?
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Agyness Deyn Rides the Cyclone
Hello Kitty in John Galliano for Dior Hits the Pages of Vogue Nippon
Completely thought I’d hate this, but it’s camp appeal can’t be denied. Hello Kitty hits the pages of Vogue Nippon this month wearing every item from John Galliano for Dior’s spring collection. The bobble headed Kitty may actually be a positive role model. She’s far from thin and exudes a style way beyond her years.
The issue follows someone in a cat suit as she travels Japan. How freaky would it had been to see woman in a cat suit heading towards you in couture? Hurry up and make a US tour Kitty, I need a new Facebook pict and I think one with you would be keen.
photos Sassybella.com
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The Hills Hit Rolling Stone
There are few things in our society more annoying to me than The Hills. On a scale of one to ten, one being a fly in the room, ten being the War in Iraq, The Hills hits a 20 on my scale of shit I can’t stand.
Of course, that’s coming from someone who’s never watched the show and is only commenting on how such television brain crack is destroying the gentle fabric of the female in todays society. This show is the equivalent of a womans version of the WWE. Weak story plots, overhyped off camera squabbles, and a mind numbing vocabulary level sprinkled with “likes”, “ums” and “totally’s” make this show as interesting as watching Lauren Conrad run her fingers through her hair in an attempt to look “contemplative”.
As much as I would love this scripted reality series to go away (scripted reality basically means they couldn’t afford real actors so they found a bunch of no names with little talent to spew out random lines) it seems it’s hitting a catalystic tipping point; the cover of Rolling Stone!!!
Under the title “The Truth About The Hills” Rolling Stones attempts to reconnect with their long lost female reader by channeling their inner Us Weekly. I hope the magazine stays on the shelf and becomes their lowest seller ever, but alas that probably won’t happen since a photo of all four girls together can fetch a paparazzi $200,000 (and a good marksman major cred in my book).
Hopefully the only “Truth” that’s revealed in this issue is a cancellation of the show. Of course, that would probably put a couple of writers, like, totally out of a job or something, right?
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Tom Ford Wants You to Rock Out with Your Cock Out
There are few things more troubling to discuss than dick love. While a penis has long (pun sooo intended) been seen as a phallis of envy for countless centuries, the modern man and society as a whole seems to have placed a taboo on the subject of honoring your King Richard. Well, Tom Ford, the perennially controversial everygay, has once again pushed some envelopes with his recent twig and berry worship in the spring/summer issue of Britian’s GQ Style.
His essay on the subject asks more men to be comfortable with their package and a) discuss them, b) compliment others, and c) whip them out in his presence. Okay, that last one’s made up, but I seriously feel he wouldn’t think twice about popping his mule out for a looksy if asked. Alright, before I venture into some questionable territories (even though some at the office seem to think I’m a bit passed that point) here are some excerpts from Ford’s strictly dickly report on his meat lust.
Tom, why do you objectify women more than men in your ads?
“As much as I’ve tried, it has been consistently harder to get images of nude men onto magazine pages and billboards than it has nude women. In a society where images of brutal violence are consumed during breakfast, the male nude is one of our last taboos. There’s a double standard at play here: magazines that are happy to fund ads featuring an artfully lit female nude will balk at an image of her male counterpart.”
American fashion magazines don’t show breasts like European ones do. Do you think nude phobia is a uniquely American problem?
“In Sweden or Japan, or other places … casual nakedness at the sauna or the bath house is part of daily life, but in the places that I call home, the fear factor around nudity seems to be rising. I have always found it ridiculous that, in America, if I wanted to run an ad of a woman with bare breasts I had to retouch her nipples. Now why would a woman’s bare breasts, created as nature intended, be more shocking than a bizarre pair of breasts with absolutely no nipples? What could be more perverse?”
So tell us the damn truth about being a woman.
“Women have long been objectified in our society; images of beautiful female forms are everywhere. Go to a dinner party and women are wearing tiny dresses, exposing their legs and baring their toes in high-heeled sandals. They’re basically naked, with a little bit of draping over their body. Think of how tough it must be to be a woman in our culture. Women are constantly judged by their bodies and the size of their breasts.”
But, Tom, what if we lived in a world where penises were breasts?
“Imagine … if our suits were entirely designed to show off our penises. Imagine if contemporary fashion demanded that you left your cock hanging outside your trousers, with perhaps just the head trussed up in a tiny pouch like a dick bra. Everyone would see our cocks all the time, in the same way that fashion features women’s breasts.”
Tell the ladies why male nudity is so very different from female nudity.
“Women may have a hard time understanding this, but imagine if, when they were dressing for a party, their breasts looked great, and then, just as they were stepping out of the taxi to enter the restaurant, their breasts withered to a sad, wrinkled little things. Perhaps the unpredictability of the penis can make us nervous about taking our clothes off.”
But the models in this photo shoot look so comfortable!
“[I]t was almost impossible to find non-professional models to volunteer for the photographs on these pages. The result is a mix of models, actors and ordinary guys … [M]ost of the straight models who showed up had their pubic hair completely shaved; some artistry on the part of the hairdresser was required to get the natural look we wanted.”
But you make clothes, Tom. Gorgeous ones, too. Why are you championing being without them?
“With a more natural relationship to nudity, we might also be freed up to find each other a lot more fascinating. There’s an equality to being naked; the fewer clothes and accessories a person wears the less you judge them, and the more you notice their truest traits, like their eyes or their charisma, their great hands or their one-of-a-kind hair or, most importantly, their personality and character. As much as I love clothing, it gives us one more layer to hide behind.”
Masculinity Stripped Bare [GQ Style]
Photo: GQ Style
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TrendSpark: Colored Cigarettes
I don’t care if you’re an avid anti-smoker, you cannot possibly deny how cool these colored cigarettes are in the hands of Flavia Oliveira in the April issue of Flair Magazine. The “must-have” smokes are from New York tobacconist Nat Sherman and come in four spring ready colors; pink, green, orange, blue and yellow.
According to the Nat Sherman site, the cigarettes were inspired by the company’s matriarch, Lautia Sherman. “Fantasia Lights bring both elegance and fashion to smoking that one could only expect from Nat Sherman.” I don’t care if you’re hawking up a lung at 30 (seriously why would I?!?) get these babies pronto so that I can see you on the street and congratulate you on your cool!!!
Available at NatSherman.com for $43.75 for 5 Packs.
Disclaimer: fashionindie thoroughly endorses the need to be different in order to be noticed. Most of you have turned your back on smoking to the point where it is once again becoming “in” to smoke. Remember indies, addiction isn’t fun. If you’re prone to addiction don’t be an idiot loser and take up smoking. It’s pathetic. If you are addicted to smoking, get off of it. No one thinks your special. Casual smokers rule the world. Just thought you’d like to know.
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Good Girl Gone Vice
They’re all sweet and innocent until they’re paid $100 bucks to strip down in Vice Magazine.
“This is where I keep my cell phone, my lipstick and my clit.”
Sex and fashion take some hairpin turns past the tasteful lane in Vice Magazines newest “spread”. Check out more unsafe for work photos (unless you work in the sex-trade like 99% of our readers) after the jump.
(pictured above Mandate of Heaven dress, Mended Veil necklace. H&M turtleneck, Diesel bag, Agent Provocateur stockings)
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Photoshop Miracles
Ugly Betty might have given us a fun little fact about the wicked world of fashion photoshopping. One minute a thick latina with braces and glasses, the next a pencil thin white model. No wonder they’re able to get rid of Fergie’s meth-marks and make her look like a half-way human being on the cover of Cosmo, or in Page Six Magazine’s case, make African model Iman look white and pasty.
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