Edited by Jessica Lapidos
Who’s that dude with the Calvin panties and a spray tan? Oh, ain’t no big thang, it’s just the Cobrasnake… Hold up, what? Thee Cobrasnake? That crazy ass LALA photographer?? The very same – he came film crew in tow to our Blogger Break Room and suddenly, we had a mascot. Watch his Spa Odyssey with us here.
Edited by Nicole Vardo
Just for the record it’s not a legit party if there’s no night life photographer on your list documenting all the drunkin’ hotties throughout the night.
Edited by Amanda Gabriele
Fashion’s Night Out in the Meatpacking District, sub-named Fashion Lives Downtown, is a series of events and cocktail parties, open to the public, featuring special appearances by celebrities, editors, fashion experts, in-store events and special offers at over 50 retail destinations throughout the Meatpacking District. Highlights after the jump…
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After several collaborations from British photographer, Amanda de Cadenet, exit Magazine decided to nod their heads towards California and a younger member of the de Cadenet clan. In this set of photos taken by the party photography king of California himself, the barely legal (she’s my age) Rachel Bilson lookalike donned a variety of Wildfox Couture pieces in addition to some stunners from her own personal vintage collection. Atlanta comes from a powerhouse family; her parents being British photographer (and former BFF to Courtney Love), Amanda de Cadenet and Duran duran bassist, John Taylor. Her stepparents are also household names; Nick Valensi (guitarist of The Strokes) and Gela Nash (head designer of Juicy Couture). No stranger to the Los Angeles party scene, Atlanta has gained amassed online fame following appearances on several party blogs such as The Cobrasnake and Kid Paparazzi. In a way, in my opinion anyways, she has become the next Cory Kennedy (who is now, thankfully, old news). However, Atlanta owns her own money just like every other teen; she was handpicked to work in a Los Angeles Marc Jacobs boutique. Something tells me that this particular celebuspawn earns more than just her employee discount…
(All images via The Cobrasnake)
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Edited by Alex Kazemi
Native to Los Angeles, 25 year old Mark Hunter changed the world of party photography. ”The Cobra Snake” is always seen at the hottest events in the fashion and music industry. His photos of beautiful people from all around the world has even influenced the Hollywood party scene…. When Mark isn’t taking photos of models and celebrities, he sells rare vintage items at “The Cobra Shop’.
Edited by Saynt
LA nightlife photographer the Cobrasnake just starting selling vintage on his website. The goods being offered are neon fanny packs, see-through jumpsuits, off-the-shoulder leopard-print unitards, and so forth. He also seems to be specializing in t-shirts that people wore at overnight camp in 1992, like the above.
Edited by Andy Wass
Peaches Geldof continues her quest for pop culture domination with a tattoo=filled spread in New Zealand magazine No.
Mark Hunter (yep, still working!) shot the editorial, which is the cover story for No #4.
GALLERY: Peaches Geldof for No #4.
Edited by Rebecca Alexander
Cobrasnake and Ksubi are teaming up once again, this time for an exhibition of Mark Hunter’s “social photography” in Ksubi’s Australian stores.
The exhibit includes 200 signed photos lovingly curated from Mark’s hard drive, all of “young girls” once featured on Cobrasnake, shot in London, Paris, New York, Tokyo, LA and Sydney.
If you want to catch the exhibit, titled “Too Young,” stop by the Bondi Beach Ksubi store in Sydney at 6pm, or at the Armadale store in Melbourne on the 28th.
Mark himself will be on hand, signing limited-edition tees and prints available for purchase.
-Via Fashionista
Edited by Saynt
Isn't Zooey an It Woman by now?
So Nylon recently came out with a list of things to do if you want to be an “It Girl” for their October issue dedicated to the subject. Among the options, dating a rocker, being under 20 years old, and being the spawn of a celebrity made the list according to Jezebel. We’ve got our own thoughts on what it takes to be an “It Girl” but we must warn all that accomplishing all these might just get you an STD and a trip to addiction rehab.
1. Crave a Shit Load of Attention. It’s the attention your parents never gave you cause they were too busy sniffing coke off of Fareah Fawcett’s ass during your quarterly P.T.A meetings. It’s the attention you crave when you hit the strip without a pair of coochy covers on. It’s the attention that makes you look sad enough to give up a “make me feel good” fuck to the first guy who looks your way. Believe me, guys are looking.
2. Suck Cock. Actually Suck a Shit Load of Cock. Like “Porn Star Trying To Break A Guinness World Record” Level Cock Sucking. Former geeky high school boys will pay attention to you if you do. The same boys who have no social life and a shit load of time to snap photos of people (rather than actually party with them) at clubs. The same boys who know HTML and aren’t afraid to blog it. The same boys who will upload your photos making you an “It Girl”. Doing so will guarantee Cory Kennedy fame within two face blasts. Be sure to avert your eyes.
Harley Viera Newton can It Girl. Can You?
3. Drink. A Lot. Drunk chicks dance, are loud as fuck, and get noticed at clubs. You should reek of alcohol every morning and wake up with random sploodge in your hair from all the photographers you blew the night before. (See tip number 2)
4. While You’re Drinking Snort Some Coke. Or Ecstasy. Or Heroin. Or Pixie Sticks. Seriously, drugs make you really, really, really cool. If you’ve been to rehab and you aren’t even old enough to vote you’re on the right track.
5. Look Like Jailbait. Or Better Yet, Be Jailbait. Underage girls get paparazzi and hipster photographers hotter than a 70% off sale at Urban Outfitters. Wax off all signs of pubescent hair and be sure to be slutty enough to get their attention but not slutty enough to seem like you know what your doing. A woman who’s actually capable of seducing someone freaks hipster photographers out and they’ll just blow their load before they snap your photo.
Cory Knows How to Be an It Girl
6. Stalk Dov Charney, Merlin Bronques, Cobrasnake or any other hipster with a camera then repeat steps 1 -5.
7. Shop, Work, and/or Pick Up Your Drug Supply from American Apparel. Seriously.
8. You + A Celebrity’s Dong + Video Camera with Night Vision = Instant “It Girl” Status.
Nudity Helps. ALLOT!!!
9. Don’t Weigh More Than The Thinner Olsen. Better yet, acquire an eating disorder like bulemia, anorexia, or that weird one from Sex and the City where the guy chews food but doesn’t actually swallow it. It Girls must be a size two or zero in order to get noticed and slip in and out of prison bars when their arrested for drunk driving/drug possession/smuggling Canadians across the US border.
10. Be White. Seriously.
11. Attempt To Be Something More Than An Over-Glorified Attention Whore. Consider modeling, becoming a DJ, or creating a t-shirt line. All require absolutely no skill whatsoever and will guarantee you get even more attention.
12. Skip The Higher Education Route. It Girls don’t need to be smart. They just need to be dumb enough to follow all these rules to a tee. Skip the community college application (did you really think NYU is an option when the web is littered with your half-coked out party images?) and just enroll in the school of hard cocks knocks.
Peaches Geldof Can It Girl With a Full Stomach. Can You?
13. Realize That There Is Only ONE Media Outlet That Gives A Fuck About You. Seriously, if it wasn’t for them, you wouldn’t exist so be sure to bend over backwards to appear on their Internet TV shows, support their yard sales, and pick up their dry cleaning while your at it.
Portia Freeman can do the It Girl. Can You?
14. Date Pete Doherty. Works everytime.
15. If All Else Fails There’s Always Lesbianism. It worked for Lindsay and it can work for you.
P.S. Before you all start claiming that I’m a woman hating, misogynistic, asshole let me state first and foremost that I am. If women want to accept a title that praises them for doing nothing more than dressing cute and getting photographed than they deserve to be shit on. If you truly believe in women’s empowerment then don’t support publications that insist on placing coked out, drunk whores on their covers, calling them “It Girls” or deeming their turds worthy of your attention. Let’s get real ladies.
On a side, if any of you want to be deemed “It Girls” by Fashion Indie, send us your photos and a small sentence on what the fuck you’ve done lately that makes you interesting. Dressing well helps (we are a fashion blog) but isn’t necessary. We’re looking for accomplishments like “Didn’t Drop Out of College”, “Just Hosted a Massively Cool Event”, or “Just Found a Cure for Male Pattern Pubic Baldness”. Send them to saynt@fashionindie.com and we’ll feauture you on the site.
Images from Gawker, Refinery29, and Nylon.
