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2WS(World Wide Souls) .
Yamakasi founders and French designer, Cecilia Sebaoun, have created a new clothing brand for Urban sports. A free body for a free mind, 2WS.
Available Online on July 26th, 2010.
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Rapper Kanye West’s ex-girlfriend model Amber Rose took to Twitter to express her feelings regarding women who hate on other women. While bringing back the phrase “Girl Power,” Rose spoke encouraging words to the ladies and requested that women everywhere stop all of the jealousy and hate. This is what Rose had to say. “Ladies when u see a beautiful woman Compliment her even if u feel insecure. DO IT! You’ll feel good,”Amber Rose tweeted July 15th. “If a Stripper change’s her life she’s still a Stripper If a Drug Dealer changes his life he’s Business Man. Entrepreneur ect??? “Women hate on Strippers so much then go take pole dancing classes. :-/ “Look, I’m trying to school u Ladies It’s all about GIRL Power don’t know a b*tch for what she does. Understand it & don’t be Judgmental.” So what do you think Honey Bees; does Amber Rose make a good argument? Check Out Amber’s tweets below.
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Ksenia has been a quiet achiever on the catwalk – in the last two season she has walked for Jil Sander, Dries van Noten and Issey Miyake,
among others. Already conquering the runway, and now with Women Direct
in NY, the momentum is gathering. Expect to see Ksenia make her
editorial impact very soon.
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A co-blogging adventure with Perfume Shrine.
When choosing perfume for summer most people tend to go for the light and citrusy. There’s something about crisp scents in the eau de cologne style that seems refreshing, at least for the short time they actually last on skin. But no matter how appealing the idea of a “cooling” scent may seem, I find that perfumes that actually smell like a real summer in its truest and most real form are much more satisfying.
I was exploring the idea of an ultimate summer. It means something different to each one of us, but think for a moment about the summer after you graduated from high school. Even if you don’t over-romanticize (and I won’t. Some of the memories from that time in my life are sucky at best), it still had some magic. The last summer of youth, living on the verge of adulthood, traveling, trying to make the most of that time before everyone scatters in pursuit of an unknown future.
And there are the scents of times and places that actually smell like summer and go with the heat without trying to fight it. These are not fresh and clean perfumes. Many are dry and bitter, and all of them remind me in some way of moments from that long lost summer.
1. Rien by Etat Libre d’Orange. Burnt rubber. Smells like driving an old car (too fast) on a very hot day, the sun is merciless but the road is open.
2. Anat Fritz by Anat Fritz- Dry woods and herbs. Camping in the woods, smelling pines and a hint of coolness in the air.
3. L’Eau Trois- Dyptique. Hiking in hills covered with cistus and other aromatics. It hasn't rained in weeks and the branches are dry and scratchy, but the scent is exhilarating.
4. Lonestar Memories- Tauer Perfumes. A campfire under the night sky. We’re hours away from the city and the stars are so bright you can touch them just above the smoke.
5. Eau du Fier- Annick Goutal. Another campfire, this time the whole gang is there and we’re spending the night on the beach. Drinking sticky orange juice and trying to make aromatic tea over the fire. It’s bitter but strangely good.
6. Dzing!- L’Artisan. An August night at the fair. You can smell the petting zoo, the caramel from some vendor’s cart and the leather jacket the tall guy had in his car and let you borrow because suddenly there’s chill in the air. Or maybe it’s just you.
7. Bulgari Black- Getting a vanilla ice cream at the end of that night. It never tasted better.
8. DKNY Women (the 1999 original)- Early morning in the city, just after a rainy night. Your hair is a little wet, your clothes still smell clean and you are acutely aware of the scents wafting all over. Steam from laundry rooms, fruit stands just opening and the smell of damp cobblestones and concrete. You’re happy to be alive.
9. Shalimar- Guerlain (vintage extrait, of course). You dress up for the night. There’s some cleavage involved and you decide to go all out there. The summer is almost over, so it’s tonight or never. There’s danger in the night air and all around you.
10. Muscs Kublai Khan- Serge Lutens. Obviously, Fracas has done the trick and this is the morning after.
Elena from Perfume Shrine has some other unusual ideas for scents you never thought to wear until after Labor Day.
Photo: Summer In The City, 2007 by fivefiveandahalf on Flickr
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Antipodium’s Holiday Collection, entitled ” Some kind of bliss.”
More beautiful pics below!
Purchase here.
Courtesy of: Pedestrian.TV.
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As far as He is concerned, there shouldn’t be a shoe worn by women that isn’t a heel or a wedge during the summer.
First up, we have this Chinese Laundry “Multiple” heel that has a 1 1/2″ platform, 5″ heel, and a matching strap that goes over your foot with underlying micro stretch footie.
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Luxury bags, sports cars, exotic vacations. From the outside looking in, the life of a rapper’s wife seems like a dazzling one, but one look beneath the surface proves all that glitters isn’t gold. Author, and Honey’s latest Swarmer, Aliya S. King learned this as a reporter several years ago when she was asked to write an exposé about the better halves of the industry’s hottest artists. What she found was so juicy — and tragic — it couldn’t be contained in one article. Years in the making, she’s published her debut novel, Platinum, based on the research conducted for her article. It is sure to entertain as much as it is to educate on the dark side of bright lights. For her first column with Honey, King shares what moved her to write this book and gives us a sneak peek of Platinum, which is available in stores now.
In 2006, I was assigned a story by VIBE magazine: research the lives of rappers’ wives and find out how the other half lived. Were they happy? Fulfilled? Bored to tears? Did they spend their days traveling and shopping or just taking care of children like single mothers? Just weeks away from getting married mysel, I leapt into the story with both feet. After tracking down seven wives and getting them to trust me enough with their stories, I was able to write Behind Closed Doors, (www.platinum-vibe.com) an in depth look at the life of a celebrity wife. These women dealt with infidelity, outside children, sexually transmitted diseases and often, the simple fact that their husband was never there.
When the story was done, I was not finished. I was so haunted by the lives of these women that I decided to fictionalize their lives and situations. The novel Platinum was born. Sold to Simon and Schuster in 2008, Platinum is in stores now. A sexy, smart, salacious read, Platinum is a definitive look at a lifestyle many fantasize about — without knowing the truth. Realer than a reality show, sharp, edgy and witty, Platinum follows four women: Alex, Josephine, Beth and Kipenzi. They all have their own flaws and strengths and draw on their friendship to pull through tough times. Orbiting their circle is video vixen Cleo Wright. Is she sleeping with all of their husbands? Possibly. Does she care that she could be ruining marriages and lives? Not really.
What happens when Alex, a reporter engaged to new rap star Birdie, is assigned a co-writing gig, helping Cleo write a book about her sexploits. How close will she get to a woman like Cleo? Get a sneak peek in the excerpt to my book below. In this preview, Alex meets Cleo to discuss writing a book together about Cleo’s life….
Platinum (An Excerpt)
Alex let out a long, low whistle.
“And you’re using real names in this book.”
“I’m sparing a few. But yeah, real names.”
“Holy shit.”
Alex’s face was lined. She put her fingers on her temples and rubbed them slowly.
“You really want to do this?” Alex asked.
“Yes.”
“I just wish I could understand why.”
“There was only one I wanted for myself,” Cleo said. “The rest of them were just for fun. I only wanted one to claim me.
“And he won’t.”
“He can’t.”
“So now everyone has to pay.”
“No, now I need a paycheck so I can get out of the game.”
“Do you consider yourself a prostitute?” Alex asked.
“Sure, if you want to call me that.”
“Do you get money for sex?”
“It’s never that simple.”
“But your relationships with rappers, producers, executives—it’s been profitable for you.”
“It’s been profitable for all involved.”
“How so?”
“I’m a benchmark. Like going platinum.”
Alex rubbed the back of her neck.
“I feel weird about this.”
Cleo sucked her teeth and pulled a magazine out of her bag.
“Did you write this story?” she asked, holding up a glossy magazine with a close-up shot of Mariah Carey on the cover.
“I did.” Alex said. “So what?”
“She’d never really talked about her marriage to Tommy Motolla before this story. You got her to talk about it. It was a big deal.”
“It was a juicy story. But it didn’t ruin anyone’s marriage.”
“How do you know who was affected by it? Your job was to get Mariah’s story across. Did you talk to Tommy Motolla?”
“There’s no way I could have–”
“Did you even reach out to his people? His new wife?”
“No.”
“No, you didn’t. You had your own agenda. So did Mariah. You got a story that got picked up by all the blogs and I’m sure your editor at VIBE was thrilled. Yes?”
“Yes but–.”
“So save your moral high road shit. You’re getting twenty percent of the royalties on this book. And I promise you it will put your children and maybe your grandchildren through college.”
“I don’t work just for the money.”
“Is Alex your real name?”
“It’s Laura. But I write under the name Alex. Why? Is Cleo your real name?”
“No. It’s Marasa. But I fuck under the name Cleo.”
Alex rolled her eyes and shook her head.
“Nice. Real nice.”
“Let’s meet here tomorrow at 10,” said Cleo. “Bring your recorder.”
To be continued…
As told to Zandile Blay
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