tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83157231514555889942024-03-14T04:54:35.723-04:00Armed and AkimboArmed and Akimbo, Ltd. - A Subsidiary of Bossy Bottoms, Inc. - A House of Chanel - Part of the LVMH Group - A HARPO Production.arms.akimbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07711841706276868695noreply@blogger.comBlogger1265125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-45557089482224666142010-07-26T14:28:00.002-04:002010-07-26T14:29:40.105-04:00Dear Scarlett Johansson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwUmdFOCCAgyfacNwC0yv0ZQHJ2IpEnFbTNF5lNXIdBk_wS6cGo-fqu1VexL8cXST0jdoiW1VZU7Kvkedk1rxhIlSozh6A5xL6sXOP7KV2bPyCnASZ5HFYWmEU4AqEW8rfKguPNk3OIHhA/s1600/scarlett-johansson-comic-con.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwUmdFOCCAgyfacNwC0yv0ZQHJ2IpEnFbTNF5lNXIdBk_wS6cGo-fqu1VexL8cXST0jdoiW1VZU7Kvkedk1rxhIlSozh6A5xL6sXOP7KV2bPyCnASZ5HFYWmEU4AqEW8rfKguPNk3OIHhA/s400/scarlett-johansson-comic-con.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498283770590624562" border="0" /></a><br />No.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-30650159004618739662010-07-08T18:11:00.002-04:002010-07-08T18:33:57.593-04:00Karlie Kloss Has a Gun...And she's not afraid to use it. <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO1KAoTvi-CqrEc7o9FUae-d3XE12hAmpOrEPYc622yx5ZF0R6yPqvY4QN6p_vOYB5U87_YHRk1Hppo0vE3H7YXggy2sOlgrBS6HbfYaKtkzvwoj9MV_qMh2HcDmQBayppiYCm5s5v27IR/s1600/00040m.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO1KAoTvi-CqrEc7o9FUae-d3XE12hAmpOrEPYc622yx5ZF0R6yPqvY4QN6p_vOYB5U87_YHRk1Hppo0vE3H7YXggy2sOlgrBS6HbfYaKtkzvwoj9MV_qMh2HcDmQBayppiYCm5s5v27IR/s400/00040m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491661727547026882" border="0" /></a>(Hint: It's in the turban)<br /></div><br />Kloss continues to channel classic film noir femme fatales, as seen here in the recent Gaultier HC show in Paris. And let's not forget her dead on Betty Bacall for Dior:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSqImb-nUz1EZvn7MEj3i8ZPzPdPBbPDuEFZ2o2nLozKyrFyHCzeUZnh5s_KXfn6nm-DrlxjPhF8S8yThvS4YtYbKyQb9ZW5Ks-VRdSBgALCnwt23GpGrjeX-mfOQlrc9QMW9pRKp70V1/s1600/94c34dbb3d79919c_dior-ss10-kloss1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSqImb-nUz1EZvn7MEj3i8ZPzPdPBbPDuEFZ2o2nLozKyrFyHCzeUZnh5s_KXfn6nm-DrlxjPhF8S8yThvS4YtYbKyQb9ZW5Ks-VRdSBgALCnwt23GpGrjeX-mfOQlrc9QMW9pRKp70V1/s400/94c34dbb3d79919c_dior-ss10-kloss1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491666719955055538" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-41551244322068861932010-07-07T14:42:00.001-04:002010-07-07T14:44:53.627-04:00Ave Madonna<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRkBVBqFaXfeTGsAlNd9qVmq6JodcPZdRvuKPAbgiYnZqVaf2a-Uhy-GATFxRxmR8AV4gWc88ZFrleE9mo-KEQmqQiFAgXU82uMAR-yjWGTl8sQWwo6xdhTMgOrXxC8mGsK1ZyTalVB3iN/s1600/madonna.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRkBVBqFaXfeTGsAlNd9qVmq6JodcPZdRvuKPAbgiYnZqVaf2a-Uhy-GATFxRxmR8AV4gWc88ZFrleE9mo-KEQmqQiFAgXU82uMAR-yjWGTl8sQWwo6xdhTMgOrXxC8mGsK1ZyTalVB3iN/s400/madonna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491237020161708994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Full of Grace Jones, D&G is with thee.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-72189428675584991792010-07-07T13:25:00.005-04:002010-07-07T14:19:22.607-04:00A&F Still Masquerading as a Clothing CompanyDespite its lack of clothes.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmZaGwJ_Cnj3RKbPCiXxyo4du2rOpQwanc0eBQm7ENOHnAmEo20lV5zjGxZRHZLpI9C7OfdOc_fp9wVBlFBNPBB4bO2tgpDRsbNGfLIaxQTXqTXo1PXsBSKcfye49cJbyCSSu0FJz4sfC/s1600/AF_QTY_COVER.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmZaGwJ_Cnj3RKbPCiXxyo4du2rOpQwanc0eBQm7ENOHnAmEo20lV5zjGxZRHZLpI9C7OfdOc_fp9wVBlFBNPBB4bO2tgpDRsbNGfLIaxQTXqTXo1PXsBSKcfye49cJbyCSSu0FJz4sfC/s400/AF_QTY_COVER.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491227341701574258" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Frail, mustachioed men hiding in the corners of darkened movie theaters: rejoice!. The A&F Quarterly is <a href="http://fashionista.com/2010/06/exclusive-inside-the-new-abercrombie-fitch-quarterly/">back</a>!<br /><br />After depriving the world for seven years of their well-muscled male models in homoerotic situations, Abercrombie is once again displaying firm, bare man asses, but with an occasional girl thrown in to spice things up.<br /><br />And who should be at the helm but that professional ass-grabber, and fairy godmother to the girls at AnA, <a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2008/12/wellplayed.html">Bruce Weber</a>? </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9pdvkRWfwX0ki_A8m9Q8UIipK_pu0XQ1sywdbdM5Qc3M6yW5LFWBFsYtn8GHQTo_GWDcoX3gv1DW7rn8ens2R8QPxFT11r9mlHVqjOZ1ahpGxgBb93UtEhexBOyYQoTR5bLdOC4gCW7Y0/s1600/AF_QTY1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9pdvkRWfwX0ki_A8m9Q8UIipK_pu0XQ1sywdbdM5Qc3M6yW5LFWBFsYtn8GHQTo_GWDcoX3gv1DW7rn8ens2R8QPxFT11r9mlHVqjOZ1ahpGxgBb93UtEhexBOyYQoTR5bLdOC4gCW7Y0/s400/AF_QTY1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491222342971666354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJy2Mur42a1esfeptwk-Rlc1pDR4XavrEm35VpTMnf4KBLRnT-KuNTVBQSVIfNnebB5DVoPmxtYCqyPLLdbGvRSbShCNJ-YtgvBIBOvQjj4V3J3BjfG-NU6farY6CLlqEPnSm9zGrGLPAi/s1600/AF_QTY2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJy2Mur42a1esfeptwk-Rlc1pDR4XavrEm35VpTMnf4KBLRnT-KuNTVBQSVIfNnebB5DVoPmxtYCqyPLLdbGvRSbShCNJ-YtgvBIBOvQjj4V3J3BjfG-NU6farY6CLlqEPnSm9zGrGLPAi/s400/AF_QTY2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491222339206821442" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidIvWz6ETQip1aBehDsm3Lq8vD86bhZnOY8IK_oSS79VbqmVGC6wfvieesESCGHTzkXicfpubQrgyNNvikvAW0iRYD62PaNdMYy7qHf6GafNpSGsQPYteTmDVwUvOvR-R2mLZoCDk0wDQR/s1600/AF_QTY3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidIvWz6ETQip1aBehDsm3Lq8vD86bhZnOY8IK_oSS79VbqmVGC6wfvieesESCGHTzkXicfpubQrgyNNvikvAW0iRYD62PaNdMYy7qHf6GafNpSGsQPYteTmDVwUvOvR-R2mLZoCDk0wDQR/s400/AF_QTY3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491222324027956498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQOv7pBvfVL1yQ5aJMOtk0UW12t-sWt6LGVHz_peoaD8FjoOG0COAUcG9a_bEUVj4f5CR3QCguvdFawIgSez8E6QwDFkdtCE9UnJaHn9p_CpUQ87zrUL9psoz9OlhcLtjWTA_ubADeljN/s1600/AF_QTY4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQOv7pBvfVL1yQ5aJMOtk0UW12t-sWt6LGVHz_peoaD8FjoOG0COAUcG9a_bEUVj4f5CR3QCguvdFawIgSez8E6QwDFkdtCE9UnJaHn9p_CpUQ87zrUL9psoz9OlhcLtjWTA_ubADeljN/s400/AF_QTY4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491222318821473490" border="0" /></a><br />Uh-oh, a vaguely black girl! This is change I can pretend to believe in.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsbuXUh-m9gDYAgFv1CwX9vtZ0vyvHeohkIazGCun9PphntLJcpLBbBDgJ04cLaP_m-AmT79c9hD6kHuDlLMuxSkN-hXOumryxeU-UAtcMz3evttQC4KTgKRpJjCifB6nmp6_80ZwRqUr/s1600/AF_QTY5.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsbuXUh-m9gDYAgFv1CwX9vtZ0vyvHeohkIazGCun9PphntLJcpLBbBDgJ04cLaP_m-AmT79c9hD6kHuDlLMuxSkN-hXOumryxeU-UAtcMz3evttQC4KTgKRpJjCifB6nmp6_80ZwRqUr/s400/AF_QTY5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491222312108794002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I know I'll be pre-ordering mine.<br /></div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-57819616749797676562010-07-05T14:46:00.003-04:002010-07-05T15:00:24.509-04:00Fonda MemoriesMy favorite movie about a hooker with a heart of gold (fuck you Julia), <a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2008/12/cinematically-cinchedat-waist_05.html">Klute</a>, gets the <a href="http://models.com/feed/?p=11251"><span style="font-style: italic;">Vogue Nippon</span></a> treatment with professional lamppost, Freja Beha Erichsen in the lead role. And...this can't be right...it's shot by Terry Richardson...? That voyeur visionary and in all reality,<a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2010/04/or-you-can-email-us-at.html"> total perv</a>? Well I'll be darned. Who's been teaching tricks to that old dog?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpy3Xu7w7UJIUVo-ZBS28Pd0RsqPSZCyPTG4SiH4zXBDRk3H0Sg3s66kMixzf-40deSXDufYqU_slPSyBxmF-M8rWoaYjN4mPQXT_B5E1PVUh4JV4U-INfszndvnjZLny5xLGAZM-BLWDv/s1600/img240f-500x336.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpy3Xu7w7UJIUVo-ZBS28Pd0RsqPSZCyPTG4SiH4zXBDRk3H0Sg3s66kMixzf-40deSXDufYqU_slPSyBxmF-M8rWoaYjN4mPQXT_B5E1PVUh4JV4U-INfszndvnjZLny5xLGAZM-BLWDv/s400/img240f-500x336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490498141445125650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6W9xb4KPWLJ__u8eigog3fM_17UGxw2ZMG82bEOlvOweSJ_j7tW5KPRnZ1A6RPfznSHxtFYcgT7R3iGdiLvAhX5VJmOlIe4mFgw66zQNJf-H8yvgh-SafReIjJkPqRZYMPbkUjE5qSfui/s1600/img243g.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ-UtIg1saIeN12L48LLWe_a8_ggulT8Qk1vxMAR4hXDfrmxMLuhrrQX3XaCopS1f9VEcEwyBxE1WAsbq9Q4AS5A4C9teYeb_MuWLH7OLGB7SZQrqSqFmn-UdzZEzRsXBmVni_NJ4MbF_C/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467937673171650" border="0" /></a><br /><br />First <a href="http://kasalina.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/sessilee_lopez2.jpg">Grace Jones</a>, now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Iman</span>. I want this girl channeling every black female (and the occasional male) model of the past 50 years. And after those five minutes are over, I want her jumping in American Vogue.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0G7jJf0jQSW_r5o6kqaNSuryW85jZWw7MSZrlWINDFl7VQN5apbaHTfM4RHqjKKHPPkIKgiovozGo-Q5xsnzxboaKfSu7jn60nR2v_4r5NOGSUxnPzUJvrOkkuQ0LmyKHbT3Nd51o8ks/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_21.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0G7jJf0jQSW_r5o6kqaNSuryW85jZWw7MSZrlWINDFl7VQN5apbaHTfM4RHqjKKHPPkIKgiovozGo-Q5xsnzxboaKfSu7jn60nR2v_4r5NOGSUxnPzUJvrOkkuQ0LmyKHbT3Nd51o8ks/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467926670532242" border="0" /></a><br />I love the tongue on the left, so why play hard to get on the right? Starts ta <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">poppin</span>' those balloons, girl!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtdDfJWPjzKzWicrXxLM7jn3-_nGPMjIRI0fmlkoLHCWv09liIydZw43cng6UPLiuFIHtw49DwW54Mph3GKLo_H3_LsuPFvVt-YS1j0tl3-_W03WPMZ0wXc6rIvSdj0U8AAlmUh0EzQmV/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_31.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtdDfJWPjzKzWicrXxLM7jn3-_nGPMjIRI0fmlkoLHCWv09liIydZw43cng6UPLiuFIHtw49DwW54Mph3GKLo_H3_LsuPFvVt-YS1j0tl3-_W03WPMZ0wXc6rIvSdj0U8AAlmUh0EzQmV/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467909984156674" border="0" /></a><br />Throw this on the cover of <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclB-3jBNzCNNjJA036r_kUkcok_KZfXIQEJHAFtyBC9S_N4tUQZ5W9UQHFIOmYWxpFEiM-VGaTy0WxTMtQVRJpBkQRde9WKryXc_ud6QEfDhXdPlF4L1UL-1EUPuaAJ1CgLbxC-h347VX/s400/ID"><span style="font-style: italic;">i-D</span></a> and call it a day.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdUwIr2FQvcbwfY9k2FJyodDcBFj1sf6rTUlWNdepMkicpjnIDNG_slU0GLrit1bWxLL7bcquWP65aijUepoktT2OIZ3GIx_N8VUdPxMq2teDybNIVBIwktm_Zx8Q5LboazkD9ALtMhOh/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_41.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdUwIr2FQvcbwfY9k2FJyodDcBFj1sf6rTUlWNdepMkicpjnIDNG_slU0GLrit1bWxLL7bcquWP65aijUepoktT2OIZ3GIx_N8VUdPxMq2teDybNIVBIwktm_Zx8Q5LboazkD9ALtMhOh/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467642440781890" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Cockblock</span> much?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzemFLvGTplV-QC6lTkkmg2gHrYFERQ98JTmIz62GjJlBOsIYxvvvqhGsnm5LCO682pA-uR98Ey9mdA_R_7Tgm0K7OYbEnAMKxWS58tRcZxYkcRL8wnuV_ZqpBlI2bmGeiSK9aFIHCBMo9/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_51.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzemFLvGTplV-QC6lTkkmg2gHrYFERQ98JTmIz62GjJlBOsIYxvvvqhGsnm5LCO682pA-uR98Ey9mdA_R_7Tgm0K7OYbEnAMKxWS58tRcZxYkcRL8wnuV_ZqpBlI2bmGeiSK9aFIHCBMo9/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467636653945074" border="0" /></a><br />I'm secretly a big fan of preppy clothing and this has inspired me to come out of that particular closet. Every other one having had its door broken off the hinges ages ago.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD2XkYhPKk0KTqkrv_SE1tUmTMUq43RzWiWStb9U67kCKRPRzB40KLQ0nUEm6TPKsfm0kikLCxnpR_XO_ugWYHPYGDZeU94HqWFv335zNr_RA_nk8jbu1SG1u1oNhljvwBr_NzwgozcDym/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_61.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD2XkYhPKk0KTqkrv_SE1tUmTMUq43RzWiWStb9U67kCKRPRzB40KLQ0nUEm6TPKsfm0kikLCxnpR_XO_ugWYHPYGDZeU94HqWFv335zNr_RA_nk8jbu1SG1u1oNhljvwBr_NzwgozcDym/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_61.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467631004290306" border="0" /></a><br />I kinda hope they're spitting into each other's mouths. Hot. Just me?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyaSez4U_Xl9FrnalhvpmyuRuxb2xRoSHA-pncb-rQc7fYSdV2Olcw5X5W-aQU-Xmx5_h35Dy34n1V7W4ev51yZpAuMyPPWZ2FnyI1WL1OxL4I6Ximihz_h6iupdl02J8WyAEVloXrW-R/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_71.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiyaSez4U_Xl9FrnalhvpmyuRuxb2xRoSHA-pncb-rQc7fYSdV2Olcw5X5W-aQU-Xmx5_h35Dy34n1V7W4ev51yZpAuMyPPWZ2FnyI1WL1OxL4I6Ximihz_h6iupdl02J8WyAEVloXrW-R/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_71.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467622453536018" border="0" /></a><br />Funk. Yes. I want an entire family of kids who look exactly like this. That would solve every problem that exists in the world today. You're welcome...now give me my damn Nobel Prize.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE91Q_5rHWz7GYG7Moh8-gwB6TazXYh9VvgG9YPcufd8wRCxSxZVH-gSUOTDuymJVqjZOlf8gl5wR0PQ6cJpv11uyq67b1zaJWoBMEjMMBPkGqoTe8Z-xMiF3PwkyUhj-cA7OGQsZCqQT4/s1600/TwoOfHearts_final_81.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE91Q_5rHWz7GYG7Moh8-gwB6TazXYh9VvgG9YPcufd8wRCxSxZVH-gSUOTDuymJVqjZOlf8gl5wR0PQ6cJpv11uyq67b1zaJWoBMEjMMBPkGqoTe8Z-xMiF3PwkyUhj-cA7OGQsZCqQT4/s400/TwoOfHearts_final_81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490467614272448130" border="0" /></a><br />The matching outfits continue but I'm certainly not sick of it. If real couples dressed like this, I might not want to pelt them with the relentless stones of my bitterness. I also want that khaki jumpsuit. Preferably the one on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Sessilee</span> so I can show off these pins.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Summer!</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-11464017242560070492010-06-03T12:08:00.003-04:002010-06-03T12:11:54.930-04:00R.I.P. Akimbo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjWz6Q_jHvg4Rc579xT3wyve_sRU4uWk2CrhZxymMlpGo5VL-aG_PGrIgzqFB9LTjWsZVYVObv56qhyphenhyphenhXUjY8_NVCp6GH6eN9Kk_T6KIDvS-k00v5uIqgFKXRnkoYOHLUyf-2TWP3km88o/s1600/t1larg-rue.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjWz6Q_jHvg4Rc579xT3wyve_sRU4uWk2CrhZxymMlpGo5VL-aG_PGrIgzqFB9LTjWsZVYVObv56qhyphenhyphenhXUjY8_NVCp6GH6eN9Kk_T6KIDvS-k00v5uIqgFKXRnkoYOHLUyf-2TWP3km88o/s400/t1larg-rue.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478580037365127906" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">1934-2010</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Thank you for being a friend. </span></b></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-15123297717733330632010-05-25T00:05:00.002-04:002010-05-25T00:13:44.032-04:00Who Let Lester Out of Her Cage? Akimbo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kQpanPK4krW-aaHaKjqsi61SMEVW__GFqLD5ylaJ5bc3hB08RmhEQ1YRI0jUolQMSAv2D44qkbK88ckMRIHElZVMxywYrFq29rIh4D6vsPthjb0yJpPt9SZbp6FB8_Bz5bBDcF9ESQ/s1600/03m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8kQpanPK4krW-aaHaKjqsi61SMEVW__GFqLD5ylaJ5bc3hB08RmhEQ1YRI0jUolQMSAv2D44qkbK88ckMRIHElZVMxywYrFq29rIh4D6vsPthjb0yJpPt9SZbp6FB8_Bz5bBDcF9ESQ/s320/03m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475055879739465922" /></a><br />Where am I? I don't need this fur - throw it on the floor! Now, look at all this skin darling, look at all of this lavender draped skin. You just can't handle it. I can't even look at it in this headpiece Gaga borrowed from me last week. Oh well, I'll just give them so leg...Ms. Streisandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16474015443529099451noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-37616072847643084062010-05-06T08:42:00.010-04:002010-05-06T09:47:21.548-04:00Breakfast at Tiffany's, Bombing at Barney's ... Akimbo<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Let's talk about ... </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-C8tAhoakA">reading</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">. </span> </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijorpKLn9IuP03MRLJZNJKCk3LJgTrKCHBtKgZzs9g7uzc5Y_y11CflicekFlSt_1ObWL1KFgVojbD963yNfz9V3E-pcBP8-YORMA8H1eRuKksTXlliED_WxDj45LgoOEmu1Q9LgNS_ao/s1600/giselebundchenvoguekore.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijorpKLn9IuP03MRLJZNJKCk3LJgTrKCHBtKgZzs9g7uzc5Y_y11CflicekFlSt_1ObWL1KFgVojbD963yNfz9V3E-pcBP8-YORMA8H1eRuKksTXlliED_WxDj45LgoOEmu1Q9LgNS_ao/s400/giselebundchenvoguekore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468149772057994562" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's summer, kids, and with booty shorts and Soon <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Yi's</span> visa renewal comes the Armed and Akimbo book club! First up is a super VIP event tonight for the thrilling new novel </span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >American Subversive</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">, which in the span of three caffeine pills takes on the "new" Manhattan scene (do you know where <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Weehawken</span> is?), the "new" media, domestic terrorism, fabulous department stores and most importantly trashy Meatpacking whores.<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZUggCuiBiBD5k7v527qHPUyFproN9qiz4wa95i3SdX4j3EXoFdeNYT_M73jczyVcqzm-AuD6IILH_NwRkb_DOZGLn7JfvhbYY826F4IKAb6h2Mj3zOVlWppiAqYoiLbasMCHur-r5rOs/s1600/T2729086172215873_4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZUggCuiBiBD5k7v527qHPUyFproN9qiz4wa95i3SdX4j3EXoFdeNYT_M73jczyVcqzm-AuD6IILH_NwRkb_DOZGLn7JfvhbYY826F4IKAb6h2Mj3zOVlWppiAqYoiLbasMCHur-r5rOs/s400/T2729086172215873_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468149791089393698" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">The book also reveals <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bloggers</span> for who we REALLY are: intelligent, inquisitive, enterprising, courageous, unique, talented ... </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dGcYH6Fwj8">wait where am I</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">?</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpcJsrAML9IxpLh2jCvKqoOHTOcDERn6sWs8SjnM261L2K_PVv2wgnVQRGAQX4hG55pCil-aywXZd8pscDNoAHmUYHzEOXUxnM0EX3pkM7ox46t1AiX_aT-enpd7kAhXCwaHetVkbWPDc/s1600/Goodwillie_cover_webready.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpcJsrAML9IxpLh2jCvKqoOHTOcDERn6sWs8SjnM261L2K_PVv2wgnVQRGAQX4hG55pCil-aywXZd8pscDNoAHmUYHzEOXUxnM0EX3pkM7ox46t1AiX_aT-enpd7kAhXCwaHetVkbWPDc/s400/Goodwillie_cover_webready.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468137136147661138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" ><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">McNally</span> Jackson<br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" >52 Prince St.<br />7:00 pm</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Why read it, when there are oodles of Vogues, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ws</span>, Outs, Interviews, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">GQs</span> and <a href="http://buttmagazine.com/">Butt</a>s that demand <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">taloned</span> page-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">throughs</span>? Well, first and possibly most important, us <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">AnA</span> girls are a tad attracted to <a href="http://www.davidgoodwillie.com/site/">the hot author</a>.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioSCf7HXs_pv3Tkzw2LQ044hyphenhyphenPUKIxYtCLImzTM85M_2Lr0vaOme78UcG1td0B8lh4r7CFzEObP5LXXOaHk1W1Ih2WO4Qrcqm1B6-53eVmVNUGzBoAYl2shUixo9OOi8dzKMXtqf2M6co/s1600/goodwillie-david.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioSCf7HXs_pv3Tkzw2LQ044hyphenhyphenPUKIxYtCLImzTM85M_2Lr0vaOme78UcG1td0B8lh4r7CFzEObP5LXXOaHk1W1Ih2WO4Qrcqm1B6-53eVmVNUGzBoAYl2shUixo9OOi8dzKMXtqf2M6co/s400/goodwillie-david.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468138202443583826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" >David <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Goodwillie</span>: I'll run spellcheck on YOUR underground fringe group!</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Anywho</span>, see you tonight!</span></span><br /></div></div></div></div>arms.akimbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07711841706276868695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-4455237710611161012010-05-05T11:09:00.001-04:002010-05-05T11:10:42.833-04:00Hunch of the Day // Japanese Jacknife<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jazZEjhP7guymbCrTyO0TskB0T9Jw29m0WuuD0aoFswiQZP5nVOFF1H5wBV5OTAFYAYNkOMNCno0Nn3YM0TCaFy7JuvLovaMy0B517YPbkNZWZ_mfOnLzM9-fa5OXUxVNfhm7q3gRNk/s1600/taonars3-500x746.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3jazZEjhP7guymbCrTyO0TskB0T9Jw29m0WuuD0aoFswiQZP5nVOFF1H5wBV5OTAFYAYNkOMNCno0Nn3YM0TCaFy7JuvLovaMy0B517YPbkNZWZ_mfOnLzM9-fa5OXUxVNfhm7q3gRNk/s400/taonars3-500x746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467803415799252514" border="0" /></a>arms.akimbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07711841706276868695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-83461054205704816342010-05-03T11:35:00.005-04:002010-05-03T11:44:02.197-04:00Maggie, Am I Floating?<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">If so, I'm going to use my Laboutins to pierce whatever balloon is keeping me mid-air so I can fall face down onto this delicious piece!</span><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAG1MFHSF7t0QncLaZSgr0vBq8javlXXsJG3WMwaATFb5QbBabn_wRujpDmmJ978ADZykE420UmZ5UoEDSh6cvE3xgBzqj7nTPkqiJ1pVGXTgeAAFnH342DoqvO-U6Db_nrOcRJjINeM/s1600/6a00d8341c4f4c53ef013480339fd1970c-800wi-1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAG1MFHSF7t0QncLaZSgr0vBq8javlXXsJG3WMwaATFb5QbBabn_wRujpDmmJ978ADZykE420UmZ5UoEDSh6cvE3xgBzqj7nTPkqiJ1pVGXTgeAAFnH342DoqvO-U6Db_nrOcRJjINeM/s400/6a00d8341c4f4c53ef013480339fd1970c-800wi-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467068020042116626" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiX612ZDyPkmrqc0deeurGam7JCyykQ6iE4yyZgrbjZOO0RYAARF8s3BKr2FGZvdU1bj6UV4gqENHrfDpq7j-HTmBSi6Zy4EvrWWEakDnWuQP8CKXQXScg21XzMYffoUEv73PKo4exvE/s1600/6a00d8341c4f4c53ef01348033a0cc970c.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijiX612ZDyPkmrqc0deeurGam7JCyykQ6iE4yyZgrbjZOO0RYAARF8s3BKr2FGZvdU1bj6UV4gqENHrfDpq7j-HTmBSi6Zy4EvrWWEakDnWuQP8CKXQXScg21XzMYffoUEv73PKo4exvE/s400/6a00d8341c4f4c53ef01348033a0cc970c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467069517265946818" border="0" /></a><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPHoJ39suizm2u3OhDW9OWH3OScoXYhHKjlLbQR7ZYmtfyCaGYbyF__Pz5CAxuUtOPxBNDG1EsgoiUJQXWjKIMKigB9dmy8g9BAZ4qeyICoCZ5CaalrNLSw6gKe5JodVQPrRrxLdOlbI/s1600/6a00d8341c4f4c53ef0133ed03f6f9970b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpPHoJ39suizm2u3OhDW9OWH3OScoXYhHKjlLbQR7ZYmtfyCaGYbyF__Pz5CAxuUtOPxBNDG1EsgoiUJQXWjKIMKigB9dmy8g9BAZ4qeyICoCZ5CaalrNLSw6gKe5JodVQPrRrxLdOlbI/s400/6a00d8341c4f4c53ef0133ed03f6f9970b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467069509887569794" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" >Johannes, can you hear me?</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">I like my bird roasted. No wait. Undercooked. Moist. Perhaps a little ... unplucked. With the head attached. Are those ... </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dungevalley.co.uk/Birds/swallow.jpg">Swallow</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">? With a nice ... </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/743/46398.JPG">Bearnaise sauce</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">. Thanks, </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://madeinbrazil.typepad.com/">Made in Brazil</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">.</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Soon Yi is bringing us home early.</span></span><br /></div></div>arms.akimbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07711841706276868695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-37878408732843049322010-04-30T10:47:00.003-04:002010-04-30T10:50:09.385-04:00Updog Akimbo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsWKKiEBcFEt0LeQ4iAkLYtiRtmoE5dz34EvxJdsKn-BWXqirr9dBnaXsfCXFsJAStW1dN-mgpYCwIfjXHEAsQQuTv_224ZCNVd8V8TtTcUeNYn7KElXru0SWfJHh0pYDIPZsCmb21ZXbC/s1600/mib-8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsWKKiEBcFEt0LeQ4iAkLYtiRtmoE5dz34EvxJdsKn-BWXqirr9dBnaXsfCXFsJAStW1dN-mgpYCwIfjXHEAsQQuTv_224ZCNVd8V8TtTcUeNYn7KElXru0SWfJHh0pYDIPZsCmb21ZXbC/s400/mib-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465942390435522466" border="0" /></a><br />Yoga never looked so good. I hate to think how those rocks feel against his manhood, however.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-3632646027882997512010-04-30T10:26:00.005-04:002010-04-30T17:16:13.901-04:00The Fern Is Always Greener<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Or Absence of Mallis...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSZ-63M9PMJXWiaf2SROPv8BPHvOKKZpaN2gAIA0x1mZGGfwbCdkLPof5AzxVBNloX2iVVFWYAont1TYBhYkhIqBABloTkVcK7jrb2QeGxSZkk6xEDuYsRwYQ4tLEaBxeFjOAsr0cEJBc1/s1600/Fern_Mallis.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSZ-63M9PMJXWiaf2SROPv8BPHvOKKZpaN2gAIA0x1mZGGfwbCdkLPof5AzxVBNloX2iVVFWYAont1TYBhYkhIqBABloTkVcK7jrb2QeGxSZkk6xEDuYsRwYQ4tLEaBxeFjOAsr0cEJBc1/s400/Fern_Mallis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465939289197476178" border="0" /></a><br />Bespectacled visionary and reality show <a href="http://www.bravotv.com/the-fashion-show/bio/fern-mallis">alum</a>, Fern Mallis is catwalking from IMG to <a href="http://fashionista.com/2010/04/fern-mallis-leaves-img-to-start-her-own-company/">start her own company</a>. The fashion world heaves a collective sigh. Then passes out from the extra exertion.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-37345175737420571292010-04-29T16:02:00.003-04:002010-04-29T16:26:06.517-04:00Feeling Conjugal...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv5_A65NiX4pvN0Z69rSdf7mdpbRQtO-pwLG8o8Zeei2fSu_wC17bByMW3dhPea671yhlnzQje-ZhEGFeIJ_AC2MX4pMsdPIvKncQyllq18guzOQFzatz2UuE8Hx3998pzUeChuNnS5t5F/s1600/22.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv5_A65NiX4pvN0Z69rSdf7mdpbRQtO-pwLG8o8Zeei2fSu_wC17bByMW3dhPea671yhlnzQje-ZhEGFeIJ_AC2MX4pMsdPIvKncQyllq18guzOQFzatz2UuE8Hx3998pzUeChuNnS5t5F/s400/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465654613994232386" border="0" /></a>I chased down a baby ostrich, killed it with my bare hands, plucked some ass feathers and threw it on a hat just in time for my wedding to one <a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-other-news-worlds-not-flat.html">Ms. Enrique Martin</a>.<br /><br />He cried tears of joy when he saw me...or that might have been because I videotaped the murder and put it on repeat as a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">slideshow</span> projected over his head for the entire ceremony.<br /><br />It was a really beautiful and classy affair.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-13043447298399843452010-04-29T14:29:00.003-04:002010-04-29T14:43:30.410-04:00Some Promises Are Obviously Meant to Be Broken<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3B3II1mALPOcpcOZQBXCtY_U_5wFlnSWIZfLuADjGECYQW3YJGXxdvPjQVcK_FOv6IhWXXnWM2NzZ-q_vW8bDzo5b_FDUFzAwWEiyy2mYFk9Zaoy2VEbMSonJol7xjs8nQ_y7OATlFqZw/s1600/michael-jackson-naomi-campbell.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3B3II1mALPOcpcOZQBXCtY_U_5wFlnSWIZfLuADjGECYQW3YJGXxdvPjQVcK_FOv6IhWXXnWM2NzZ-q_vW8bDzo5b_FDUFzAwWEiyy2mYFk9Zaoy2VEbMSonJol7xjs8nQ_y7OATlFqZw/s400/michael-jackson-naomi-campbell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465631489071742210" border="0" /></a><br />According to the gals over at Fashionista, Naomi signed a promise not to throw her phone while in the presence of Mama O's audience.<br /><br />In other news, the body of Gayle King was found stuffed into a Louis Vuitton travel bag with a Blackberry wedged in her forehead. Naomi's people have "no comment."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-18355670545802001612010-04-28T15:22:00.003-04:002010-05-03T11:52:43.643-04:00Oh hi....<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-size:85%;">What do you think of me, streetside, after I deathdropped across the <a href="http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/S2010CTR-CHANEL">Spring 2010 Chanel couture runway</a>?<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3x0U_BYAhvzZe3lXZFLvP-nEbv5iStKlQDM4-WF7snOdzyZmBy5RQBRzOyOKMDRcqK66FYOh4GVqDp2qzXyIVmNcGQwByjyrqBvokOb1c3el6lzRsYAWzEB019jg2KWWIHIRrD_cyM0/s1600/Chanel+haute+couture+Spring+2010+show+Karl+Lagerfeld++women+management+new+york+city+blog+Snejana+Onopka+photo+Craig+Arend.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3x0U_BYAhvzZe3lXZFLvP-nEbv5iStKlQDM4-WF7snOdzyZmBy5RQBRzOyOKMDRcqK66FYOh4GVqDp2qzXyIVmNcGQwByjyrqBvokOb1c3el6lzRsYAWzEB019jg2KWWIHIRrD_cyM0/s400/Chanel+haute+couture+Spring+2010+show+Karl+Lagerfeld++women+management+new+york+city+blog+Snejana+Onopka+photo+Craig+Arend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465271137232164418" border="0" /></a><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do you like my patent heels? The super blue jeans? The snake of my bag? How about the understated wrapping of my fur? The more dead and tortured souls flung about my impossibly broad-but-bony shoulders, the better, as long as I can use the heads to clasp it all together. What else. How do you find the bang? The bow? The bump? Do you find the gray streak a witty allusion to the typical, sophisticated Chanel customer or a bit overdone? What about my return to the catwalk after being called too-thin by some? To </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://blogue.us/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/anna-wintour-pie-img_0841.jpg">them</a><span style="font-weight: bold;"> I say: </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://data6.gallery.ru/albums/gallery/74091--12404754-.jpg">shut up</a><span style="font-weight: bold;">.</span></span><br /></div></div>arms.akimbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07711841706276868695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-12342790779581300352010-04-28T14:45:00.002-04:002010-04-28T15:09:07.276-04:00Ann Taylor (sp?) Akimbo<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Have you ever found yourself running down Broadway, late for a design consultancy meeting at J. Crew, when suddenly a glimpse of the Ann Taylor window on 9<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> street makes you trip over your </span><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.style.com/slideshows/2010/fashionshows/F2010RTW/AWANG/DETAILS/01070m.jpg">Alexander Wang Fall 2010 black leather dominatrix heel</a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">? It happened to us <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">AnA</span> girls just today because of the dumpy-lady's delicious new advertising campaign: young, sunny and most deliciously thigh-high.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZW24PTLR6cK1-y4XkUiC9COG4uXHukP-CHMqHbzflOfjMDaavYPtUAAt7O4k6HBoz6QkSp96ej2AbrYHunsGoRPh3FuGGEJKvM1AtYWpHmxMYr2NQm0rn0FvAj44HpQAh0ZRrjebly1A/s1600/04_28_10_hp.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZW24PTLR6cK1-y4XkUiC9COG4uXHukP-CHMqHbzflOfjMDaavYPtUAAt7O4k6HBoz6QkSp96ej2AbrYHunsGoRPh3FuGGEJKvM1AtYWpHmxMYr2NQm0rn0FvAj44HpQAh0ZRrjebly1A/s400/04_28_10_hp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465261951081230306" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Part-time Pink girl and full-time dress size 6 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Behati</span>, leaning, sans bold shouldered blazer in sight.</span></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFm9BJA9wkQDF8UIJ6OXowwMXY1mJCI_SY-8-ghj5KnRVBNU_3lmy5S67_vTTF70PgoZZ_lDI4QZtkn5SXJv8kYCCGes1YC33IvC6ZCIpOA9y0HvHcrv1ErJCQc7xq9XsYvwH7wCkTqpY/s1600/04_16_10_pt_LP.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFm9BJA9wkQDF8UIJ6OXowwMXY1mJCI_SY-8-ghj5KnRVBNU_3lmy5S67_vTTF70PgoZZ_lDI4QZtkn5SXJv8kYCCGes1YC33IvC6ZCIpOA9y0HvHcrv1ErJCQc7xq9XsYvwH7wCkTqpY/s400/04_16_10_pt_LP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465261944477263874" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">You better work that wall, girl.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIGJIpY0mPGIb9zd3hpbo5tJEy35WAytQ4bWBHZs8SHhDLzeeL8mzsLBGAZ4YOS1rKSJ7myHj_qIv3Kqecc-9JjvrjHX3OhAyIkYBXDQzJToI3Gimr_7ts6jYhp6RUw1DKUKKKf32TA0/s1600/04_16_10_apparel_LP.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIGJIpY0mPGIb9zd3hpbo5tJEy35WAytQ4bWBHZs8SHhDLzeeL8mzsLBGAZ4YOS1rKSJ7myHj_qIv3Kqecc-9JjvrjHX3OhAyIkYBXDQzJToI3Gimr_7ts6jYhp6RUw1DKUKKKf32TA0/s400/04_16_10_apparel_LP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465261935556541442" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Indian model Lakshmi <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Menon</span> knocks down all sorts of white, boring, Eastern European barriers by landing this big old advertising job. Who was the last dot to carry this sort of photo? Freida Pinto? Any old who, Lakshmi will be the first time ANY Indian will be seen in malls across America. And for that we say: <a href="http://santinorice.com/blog/uploaded_images/RuPaulEp4-RuPaul-Orig-CropSm-735293.jpg">thank you</a>.</span></span>arms.akimbohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07711841706276868695noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-38708741935286514772010-04-27T12:58:00.007-04:002010-04-30T10:42:46.952-04:00GO. HEAD. QUEEN.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhTx4ZkUHGmn0V_qeThQH2-VPr8k3gDFMI30iJLebcz3NO_EwBBkdeZFEMtKaDj-zhm080JZ8PisPqvbh82GTuQ8zbhUGqyuyeOm9pMUS2ycrKiq-YlrM59O7IX00SOoW_hPjt8uN9txUp/s1600/RuPauls-Drag-Race-RuPaul_240.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhTx4ZkUHGmn0V_qeThQH2-VPr8k3gDFMI30iJLebcz3NO_EwBBkdeZFEMtKaDj-zhm080JZ8PisPqvbh82GTuQ8zbhUGqyuyeOm9pMUS2ycrKiq-YlrM59O7IX00SOoW_hPjt8uN9txUp/s400/RuPauls-Drag-Race-RuPaul_240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464871813763418498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Christmas came early this year and Ru's the tree. Though she might as well be a stocking as she's certainly hung with more than just care.<br /></span></div><br />I sincerely hope you've been watching this season of<span style="font-style: italic;"> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">RuPaul's</span> Drag Race</span> (start yo EN-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">GINES</span>) because it's the best thing on TV. Sorry, <span style="font-style: italic;">Glee</span> (though <a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/142123/glee-vogue">this</a> makes a strong argument).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpAMiSAjsbe7e1T9FPaA3ab6K0ivbqDGZBXD0jaxCrMpRedHtt4h9xdcnJjoJdrxAScf63ttE39BQR01jMOoGglDAqY2dBYMM82EX3-90n_aIYKsZilclqL2q9TzdEQXKMkmwHCm6BFYH/s1600/RuPauls-Drag-Race-Finale_240.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLpAMiSAjsbe7e1T9FPaA3ab6K0ivbqDGZBXD0jaxCrMpRedHtt4h9xdcnJjoJdrxAScf63ttE39BQR01jMOoGglDAqY2dBYMM82EX3-90n_aIYKsZilclqL2q9TzdEQXKMkmwHCm6BFYH/s400/RuPauls-Drag-Race-Finale_240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464871817877596946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tranny's</span> Angels<br /></span></div><br />Last night was the epic season finale and Ru and her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">goils</span> seriously delivered. The top three -- <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Tyra</span> Sanchez, Raven and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Jujubee</span> -- had a <span style="font-style: italic;">Dynasty</span> moment with Ru, learned fight choreography with the <a href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/28/l_b1bdd545403444d0bdb77b9e9f357c0a.jpg">best person ever</a> and filmed scenes for the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmpWvkO4TUI&feature=related">"Jealous of My Boogie</a>" <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">vidjo</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Juju</span> had to sashay away, leaving Raven and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Tyra</span> to lip <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">synch</span>. For their. Lives.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_q3z1VLeXMVyxp66q_R5w__khRoXnlLjnVVdewW7IvVrX-IiAmgaxQ-TuuYP4x9oRQ5SXqb2soiAxZqgIa12u9Ke9lrznMISMIRIjqH3tMYObfZmlsogfx2udkMPUaghgRh1wQR3qR3uo/s1600/theothertyra.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 352px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_q3z1VLeXMVyxp66q_R5w__khRoXnlLjnVVdewW7IvVrX-IiAmgaxQ-TuuYP4x9oRQ5SXqb2soiAxZqgIa12u9Ke9lrznMISMIRIjqH3tMYObfZmlsogfx2udkMPUaghgRh1wQR3qR3uo/s400/theothertyra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464862975322865186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">There she is, just laughing and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">kee keeing</span> with all y'all.<br /></span></div><br />When the glitter settled, there was one queer winner. The other <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Tyra</span>. Or, in all drag realness, the only <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Tyra</span>. Girl brought it hard and consistently throughout the entire season, which was shockingly even better than the <a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-reality-drag-queen-competition.html">first</a>.<br /><br />The girls and I laughed, we cried, we threw shade and then we strutted around in our heels during the equally epic reunion show. Honestly, if <span style="font-style: italic;">Drag Race</span> doesn't win an Emmy, I plan on stealing the one the other <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Tyra</span> allegedly won, driving by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">RuPaul's</span> house and throwing it in her god damn face.<br /><br />Long live the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">tranny</span>!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-17841957040141775222010-04-26T13:01:00.014-04:002010-04-26T14:34:01.089-04:00Cinematically Cinched...at the Waist<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpgRy42qCDB2m4UzQJ11XCAOao7p6o5Fkft5O09cFP0TClMwVWW1e5Wk56fro2BoLsyBgCbyXip7OuV2_vMQOtWY30l0fDu0dcXkoqq1uRWC36rJRZr17QCoIlg936Me9x176vd_VHJLNS/s1600/Bette_Davis_in_Now_Voyager_trailer.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpgRy42qCDB2m4UzQJ11XCAOao7p6o5Fkft5O09cFP0TClMwVWW1e5Wk56fro2BoLsyBgCbyXip7OuV2_vMQOtWY30l0fDu0dcXkoqq1uRWC36rJRZr17QCoIlg936Me9x176vd_VHJLNS/s400/Bette_Davis_in_Now_Voyager_trailer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464493079978475906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Now, Voyager</span> (1942)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Starring Bette Davis, Claude Rains, Paul Henreid<br />Directed by Irving Rapper<br />Costumes by Orry-Kelly<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The power of clothes to transform one's sense of self, i.e. the makeover effect, has been explored for ages. Shaw's <span style="font-style: italic;">Pygmalion</span>, every cycle of <span style="font-style: italic;">Top Model</span>, <a href="http://images.teamsugar.com/files/upl1/4/49504/20_2008/E_NicoleRichie_325.jpg">Nicole Richie</a>...and one of the best examples is this little melodramatic gem starring the one and only Bette Davis.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOV-DcFW03WpuaNDeiVUVtuPa-RNYqBpcJuy591rRw0IRV_MVT0Yr0V9wczCoZMb0jEpLj-JsAacGXCXhrRmsgA24B5jmHSWwHvisj91JnzqC7gWGUSOKF3PgTuOrzeEqFY7tBt4_FO7mt/s1600/a_Now_Voyager_bette_davis_collection_dvd.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOV-DcFW03WpuaNDeiVUVtuPa-RNYqBpcJuy591rRw0IRV_MVT0Yr0V9wczCoZMb0jEpLj-JsAacGXCXhrRmsgA24B5jmHSWwHvisj91JnzqC7gWGUSOKF3PgTuOrzeEqFY7tBt4_FO7mt/s400/a_Now_Voyager_bette_davis_collection_dvd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464496280267319986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">For the love of god, does anyone have a set of tweezers?</span><br /><br /></div>Garnering one of her 11 Oscar nominations, Davis plays perennial spinster Charlotte Vale. Charlotte is dowdy, has an unruly brow, drinks clandestinely to cope with life (no judgement there, sister) and has never met an unflattering floral house dress she didn't like. Constantly under the thumb of her overbearing mother (the wonderful Gladys Cooper), Charlotte has no hope or confidence.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInzpg1bTkRkPV2NHdtz1MmNhU6gZgQi9b4p4HOYnRApQk-F-PnFyP4kNqB5Hi3sDMsMsCnH2uhiCUmuj1Gxyoi1hxxn59AiZOJrjBEAOFeGPAgLXwWk_ihC5XptTZQ6c3eNyQsL4OxVRW/s1600/cr4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhInzpg1bTkRkPV2NHdtz1MmNhU6gZgQi9b4p4HOYnRApQk-F-PnFyP4kNqB5Hi3sDMsMsCnH2uhiCUmuj1Gxyoi1hxxn59AiZOJrjBEAOFeGPAgLXwWk_ihC5XptTZQ6c3eNyQsL4OxVRW/s400/cr4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464499629114279842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">No, these aren't shoulder pads. Why? Jealous?</span><br /><br /></div>Enter psychiatrist Dr. Jaquith (Raines) who valiantly rescues Charlotte from her despair. Feeling better, and with a new wardrobe in tow, Charlotte embarks on a cruise where she meets handsome Jerry Durrance (Henreid).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZbupB7ZVfoa4cUGkseqTBFsdL7Rzd1pApOV-nZaLbVoidxTF1ytbeAHof5mz014VVnQBV9aG84u61ld9t2cqR_JOsK_dFGt_InrQNh_6MrwZP7KNdVnaimxWCS2mGnSl2vyw4EvBQk61/s1600/Bette-Davis-in-Now-Voyager-bette-davis-1954686-1024-768.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJZbupB7ZVfoa4cUGkseqTBFsdL7Rzd1pApOV-nZaLbVoidxTF1ytbeAHof5mz014VVnQBV9aG84u61ld9t2cqR_JOsK_dFGt_InrQNh_6MrwZP7KNdVnaimxWCS2mGnSl2vyw4EvBQk61/s400/Bette-Davis-in-Now-Voyager-bette-davis-1954686-1024-768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464500141670372946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">This isn't the only thing I'm good at sucking on if you catch my drift...</span><br /><br /></div>The two fall in love and Charlotte's transformation is complete. However, there's only one problem: the bastard's married. They decide to ignore their love for one another and live their lives separately.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibmSbeKDTMVsyC8DSNAdS0AMP-5MCO3yWQ5G4Xp-yp7-EPzUS5zz53D6KtRI6TKF4JFBb1QMctnEzWewrTyZz-CU1IaUA8Ghyphenhyphen_aM9F3F6XBeb9A8NurFAwSYCL-weeLcDOowxbfHzvvY37/s1600/now+bette2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibmSbeKDTMVsyC8DSNAdS0AMP-5MCO3yWQ5G4Xp-yp7-EPzUS5zz53D6KtRI6TKF4JFBb1QMctnEzWewrTyZz-CU1IaUA8Ghyphenhyphen_aM9F3F6XBeb9A8NurFAwSYCL-weeLcDOowxbfHzvvY37/s400/now+bette2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464506767813362946" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">That's right, take it in. Touch this skin, honey. Touch all of this skin. </span><br /><br /></div>Meanwhile, Charlotte returns home and gags everyone with her stunning transformation. No longer cowing to her mother, Charlotte stands up to her and soon begins attracting suitors. However, when her mother dies from a heart attack after one of their arguments, Charlotte runs back to Jaquith where she meets Jerry's daughter, Tina, also under the good doctor's care.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuG8JEGuyQTjyb1KrdaT2AhmDN3LG9l4d2Jr8HuGeH_tMkMPBoLwgbx9cC61lUlnt7Mlw16OeK3UkzgK3QP6FWSerlcDOxy8pFT4_X-j5xRoYchadAo2DTt7fGX4M96CBOUYpQKJV_at8/s1600/now_voyager_ii.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHuG8JEGuyQTjyb1KrdaT2AhmDN3LG9l4d2Jr8HuGeH_tMkMPBoLwgbx9cC61lUlnt7Mlw16OeK3UkzgK3QP6FWSerlcDOxy8pFT4_X-j5xRoYchadAo2DTt7fGX4M96CBOUYpQKJV_at8/s400/now_voyager_ii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464504171172406354" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Did I just wander into a middle school production of <span style="font-style: italic;">The Hours</span> and are you little Virginia Woolf?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Seeing herself in the shy, homely girl, Charlotte takes Jerry's daughter under her wing and helps her to come out of her shell. Charlotte and Tina become inseparable and Charlotte takes the girl home with her.<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYQkV2g5mtMnhXzHd-RQyQTEnZWXd1sYpqbVxGrE4TjncO10Xilt8aT08WC4WCO4qUN4YRjgXkkxBbFUyHJONKVGq8AJKdC-9Z0Xv1NN1Yrv_jcnM3YEhuN_H22iyCxaa7Wo2RGBKCddw/s1600/now3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYQkV2g5mtMnhXzHd-RQyQTEnZWXd1sYpqbVxGrE4TjncO10Xilt8aT08WC4WCO4qUN4YRjgXkkxBbFUyHJONKVGq8AJKdC-9Z0Xv1NN1Yrv_jcnM3YEhuN_H22iyCxaa7Wo2RGBKCddw/s400/now3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501611283901618" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">What's in this? Chronic? Hashish? Cuz I am FUCKED up.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Jerry and Charlotte are then reunited, but theirs is a love that can never be. However, Charlotte remains a force in Tina's life on the grounds that she and Jerry end their affair for good. And they part with the classic line: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-KGiwGn1d8">"Don't let's ask for the moon; we have the stars."</a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUyCMp12uOjQMETSmplDS4mjB6QM1fKFOuhLvDhvcswmphpgeFjomcTOcd-FwRLeEeoJLBffK9ibO_MbgTxV6tVAIq4OHYSEfWrOxyArtSHXzj3URfJFq8uycp5ADABN9k1o3N9KyH059a/s1600/now+voyager+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUyCMp12uOjQMETSmplDS4mjB6QM1fKFOuhLvDhvcswmphpgeFjomcTOcd-FwRLeEeoJLBffK9ibO_MbgTxV6tVAIq4OHYSEfWrOxyArtSHXzj3URfJFq8uycp5ADABN9k1o3N9KyH059a/s400/now+voyager+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501133515476738" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPtEJq0w7Ieu-G3ACTc0M4O7g2lxVAJ5K5fN5p7BkE2Ze9Ta_2sDboCTKRg8v44jmuBpezcIKxb_bYxorSb9TYEIRaoNAYJC5rkYrVTCWEYnHPpgvswe-IHavB6rJIMke5JNJ23a5rJiB/s1600/now1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPtEJq0w7Ieu-G3ACTc0M4O7g2lxVAJ5K5fN5p7BkE2Ze9Ta_2sDboCTKRg8v44jmuBpezcIKxb_bYxorSb9TYEIRaoNAYJC5rkYrVTCWEYnHPpgvswe-IHavB6rJIMke5JNJ23a5rJiB/s400/now1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464501137480071010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Turn. It. Tranny.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Charlotte's transformation is not just about her clothes, but they are an essential part of the equation. The clothes seldom make the woman, but what's better to turn a frown upside down than a new outfit?<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9QnrtrrwUR-SqB21LmFYuNSplahegJhjFRGmCziuRoucf4POKX33lnyUdjnEyKdGMbaW8F2xxrCyR4hLx133PIDEU1yyZ42JfQ9Owla7eikKul_ajVUaPuaQVuIXjZy4RyDtiQhzRDBmZ/s1600/bette-davis-now-voyager.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9QnrtrrwUR-SqB21LmFYuNSplahegJhjFRGmCziuRoucf4POKX33lnyUdjnEyKdGMbaW8F2xxrCyR4hLx133PIDEU1yyZ42JfQ9Owla7eikKul_ajVUaPuaQVuIXjZy4RyDtiQhzRDBmZ/s400/bette-davis-now-voyager.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464507059575836626" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Yeah, that's right, I just lit my cigarette on a dead homeless man. And I killed him. Who's gonna judge me?<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"> Originally, Charlotte could care less about fashion, but once draped in Orry-Kelly's chic ensembles, she becomes a lady of style and sophistication. Yes, one's transformation must begin from the inside, but if the outside's still the same, the change is incomplete; it's not as believable or as profound. And if there's one thing clothes are good for, it's making a profound statement.<br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-13742909219872680682010-04-22T16:34:00.003-04:002010-04-22T16:35:40.730-04:00Homo Erotica-kimbo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgjRCqUXuWhpRhRmzo6D42e_J2tueWtGoHYXklzHTr0ANviB-TQbTIrYNxaFSV0wc-PyjOl8z7mc1IOr-Ce1UxOIT58DLffzqyTIkZfM5HUbHRUNtoJbvRWEXMB-tzLRZt2VP0Q6EK3wl/s1600/21278-500w.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAgjRCqUXuWhpRhRmzo6D42e_J2tueWtGoHYXklzHTr0ANviB-TQbTIrYNxaFSV0wc-PyjOl8z7mc1IOr-Ce1UxOIT58DLffzqyTIkZfM5HUbHRUNtoJbvRWEXMB-tzLRZt2VP0Q6EK3wl/s400/21278-500w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463063049155984466" border="0" /></a>Any excuse to have two models going at it in practically nothing is a damn good excuse if you ask me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-78494320684249585852010-04-22T16:19:00.003-04:002010-04-22T16:25:25.512-04:00I Had Dinner with Nelson Mandela, Thank You Very Much<div style="text-align: center;"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4ae8d36a3102598f/4bd0af6e306a27a9/4bd07c6a38cc272a/3ce37f83/-cpid/de4c19ec45ddec9" id="W4ae8d36a3102598f4bd0af6e306a27a9" height="270" width="332"><param name="movie" value="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4ae8d36a3102598f/4bd0af6e306a27a9/4bd07c6a38cc272a/3ce37f83/-cpid/de4c19ec45ddec9"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="allowNetworking" value="all"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></object><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">No, thank you, Naomi. For everything you've done to promote awesomeness.<br /><br />P.S. If anyone deserves a blood diamond, I think we can all agree it would be this tranny.<br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-48024578137824522962010-04-21T13:50:00.005-04:002010-04-21T14:42:54.566-04:00I Just Sh*t Myself Akimbo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRZazX_g3uMe2BHyk1hRYe78HAODUEJvC_1rrFvVvGU2A4tLn8pzTvRg5S1Y8gawU3HYZyf0PduEeb1rCbmijNV886zu7o7eCZfZxNyb_uv2BvDIvrOcKR8JVnmJ45lFqsAuoijOqoJit/s1600/penelope-cruz-meryl-streep-vogue-paris-may-2010-cover.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfmYfTeNjGm4abkiyl1Qudo6St2p2HTvGg69FBns72ccjjdMDZcPfc7wx2muWZffn1PkNCrPGSd2XvVhf1cK3g4ZTI8aF9FLrfHpjZy-2176b5ufF9YxcSAZlKdwQsIhDBKRm3Yi9iOY7i/s1600/20865-500w.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfmYfTeNjGm4abkiyl1Qudo6St2p2HTvGg69FBns72ccjjdMDZcPfc7wx2muWZffn1PkNCrPGSd2XvVhf1cK3g4ZTI8aF9FLrfHpjZy-2176b5ufF9YxcSAZlKdwQsIhDBKRm3Yi9iOY7i/s400/20865-500w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462649812902068338" border="0" /></a>Handle the May issue of <span style="font-style: italic;">Vogue Paris</span> with care. There are enough chiseled cheekbones on this cover to induce severe bleeding.<br /><br />Pepe serves as guest editor for this month's mag and corralled several of my favorite actresses...and <a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2010/04/breaking-news-alleged-actress-still.html">Gwyneth Paltrow</a>, for what is literally perfection.<br /><br />They're all wearing Gap (Red) T-shirts benefiting some charity, which explains <a href="http://racked.com/uploads/2010_4_PCVogueParis2.jpg">Bono's presence</a> amidst all this sapphic delight.<br /><br />And Pepe and Meryl are clearly fucking, which explains this little slice of heaven.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRZazX_g3uMe2BHyk1hRYe78HAODUEJvC_1rrFvVvGU2A4tLn8pzTvRg5S1Y8gawU3HYZyf0PduEeb1rCbmijNV886zu7o7eCZfZxNyb_uv2BvDIvrOcKR8JVnmJ45lFqsAuoijOqoJit/s1600/penelope-cruz-meryl-streep-vogue-paris-may-2010-cover.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRZazX_g3uMe2BHyk1hRYe78HAODUEJvC_1rrFvVvGU2A4tLn8pzTvRg5S1Y8gawU3HYZyf0PduEeb1rCbmijNV886zu7o7eCZfZxNyb_uv2BvDIvrOcKR8JVnmJ45lFqsAuoijOqoJit/s400/penelope-cruz-meryl-streep-vogue-paris-may-2010-cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462661976111349650" border="0" /></a><br />I love when actresses bump Oscars.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-45818945667579047442010-04-20T15:35:00.004-04:002010-04-20T17:39:21.243-04:00Wen in Rome...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWzgBaUsB3yHO4JXCbzsrhKrYBVmErhKF2Epxrxn_jabmJ-X25fJknsWrYUKIIyPZ7fIwO6k9Gh2pqg7BAlwSLzYT-eocazGIREHIajnBWI8FLBRgy7o6mEWgDBhEyIKiNKEpF4aLTTuu6/s1600/20122-500w.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWzgBaUsB3yHO4JXCbzsrhKrYBVmErhKF2Epxrxn_jabmJ-X25fJknsWrYUKIIyPZ7fIwO6k9Gh2pqg7BAlwSLzYT-eocazGIREHIajnBWI8FLBRgy7o6mEWgDBhEyIKiNKEpF4aLTTuu6/s400/20122-500w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462307116236340146" border="0" /></a>Liu Wen has made <a href="http://models.com/oftheminute/?p=17176">history</a> in becoming the first Chinese model to be the face of Estée Lauder.<br /><br />Four words.<br /><br />Go.<br /><br />Head.<br /><br />Girl.<br /><br />Friend.<br /><br />Also --<br /><br />About.<br /><br />God.<br /><br />Damn.<br /><br />Time.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-37950861997454272152010-04-20T09:20:00.004-04:002010-04-20T10:13:18.152-04:00Book Report Akimbo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9JTsUFaUB8ql0VDP7mVfUwq2RK32vbRMnRpNSRIBgNCXGy5OtO8KsweGd38mUqDUef1FEbx2oAPO79RglhDMeA2kJ1fFlpkQnGN17Qt43i3VmtrUo0UjHnHTvFM60AtJgra5K58LCwraH/s1600/9781588361851.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9JTsUFaUB8ql0VDP7mVfUwq2RK32vbRMnRpNSRIBgNCXGy5OtO8KsweGd38mUqDUef1FEbx2oAPO79RglhDMeA2kJ1fFlpkQnGN17Qt43i3VmtrUo0UjHnHTvFM60AtJgra5K58LCwraH/s400/9781588361851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462210828773948610" border="0" /></a> <meta name="Title" content=""> <meta name="Keywords" content=""> <meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"> <meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"> <meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"> <link rel="File-List" href="file://localhost/Users/mariamarewski/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"> <!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:documentproperties> <o:template>Normal</o:Template> <o:revision>0</o:Revision> <o:totaltime>0</o:TotalTime> <o:pages>1</o:Pages> <o:words>612</o:Words> <o:characters>3492</o:Characters> <o:company>Children's Media Project</o:Company> <o:lines>29</o:Lines> <o:paragraphs>6</o:Paragraphs> <o:characterswithspaces>4288</o:CharactersWithSpaces> <o:version>11.1282</o:Version> </o:DocumentProperties> <o:officedocumentsettings> <o:allowpng/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:donotshowrevisions/> <w:donotprintrevisions/> <w:displayhorizontaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery> <w:displayverticaldrawinggridevery>0</w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery> <w:usemarginsfordrawinggridorigin/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--> <style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; 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Expecting a series of pronouncements on the wheres, whens and hows of the glamorous life, to my surprise and initial chagrin, the book is full of – can it be? – actual sincerity.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: normal;">
<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">More a memoir of his sainted grandmother and the saintly Diana Vreeland, the two women who helped to mold him into the Chado Ralph Rucci-cape wearing international diva and style icon he is, <span style=""> </span>than an out and out autobiography, A.L.T. spends a great deal of time dwelling in his southern roots. He clearly takes great pride in his humble origins, and rather than try to escape from where he comes from, openly embraces it.
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<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1K7pZU9joV0RY3jUdqrtHz-k7wnSuJjy98OUPa6RSt_3accJJrdNEERvia9muCoS3NAeIq6ks-ScJEQNRst1LNgkSOn_h4xmRBvQfnJ5AQ6Pssyua-llB-wrYF-hotoyf5npFKO-LbcW/s1600/Bennie+Francis.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1K7pZU9joV0RY3jUdqrtHz-k7wnSuJjy98OUPa6RSt_3accJJrdNEERvia9muCoS3NAeIq6ks-ScJEQNRst1LNgkSOn_h4xmRBvQfnJ5AQ6Pssyua-llB-wrYF-hotoyf5npFKO-LbcW/s400/Bennie+Francis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462216835243309714" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Bennie sans the jets</span>
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Bennie Francis Davis, André’s grandmother, whom he refers to as Mama, was a simple woman with great style and strength, under whose care he enjoyed the freedom to be himself. Who that is still remains a bit of a mystery at book’s end, as La Talley rarely goes into anything too personal. For instance, he never goes into his sexual awakening, which is par for the course for any memoir in my opinion. He nver even mentions the topic of his sexuality.</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">However, this can probably be traced back to his religious and conservative upbringing where it would no doubt be deemed entirely inappropriate to speak of such things in a public forum. A.L.T. still regularly attends church, as a matter of fact, and visits his childhood home in Durham, NC, as a means of grounding himself from the jetset high fashion world.</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh-7qpjgDM6pfZ7hg24AJ8qHuggu6K9xdcsuktQuq5fhDqjfBoiWjPTBVuxhThZx9CVExXRs6IDjKItPJYEKhfHx83x0gpQv7TW5-NsF4f-4vwy6gO99lq08RBbPl-o_eShKrBwaCbH9_k/s1600/DianaVreeland.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh-7qpjgDM6pfZ7hg24AJ8qHuggu6K9xdcsuktQuq5fhDqjfBoiWjPTBVuxhThZx9CVExXRs6IDjKItPJYEKhfHx83x0gpQv7TW5-NsF4f-4vwy6gO99lq08RBbPl-o_eShKrBwaCbH9_k/s400/DianaVreeland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462216826817009090" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Diana Vreeland, WORKING.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">From Benie Francis Davis, André learned how to find luxury in his everyday world. As a child, luxury was embodied by the crisp, clean white sheets on his bed, his grandmother’s cooking and his Sunday clothes. From Diana Vreeland, he gained his entrée, and a brilliant entrée it was, into the world of fashion. Growing up, as so many little girls did, wrapped up in the pages of <span style="font-style: italic;">Vogue</span>, A.L.T. long regarded Vreeland as one of his personal heroes and his first job was literally a dream come true: assisting her at the Metropolitan Museum’s Costume Institute.
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<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxu5fjstypRUUi1Kw1FKLUugnsnSGEsTpQYF-PlF4T2eExpqYjELQ6twj5_j_ltv1-tR10tfZERUuiL3ZrHPjY8AYqbJZgO34KLbs1dkuZbT5P8NhwZGcYbsb5XR9_hPLFEM0Mpfo-f04/s1600/ALT+and+Vreeland.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxu5fjstypRUUi1Kw1FKLUugnsnSGEsTpQYF-PlF4T2eExpqYjELQ6twj5_j_ltv1-tR10tfZERUuiL3ZrHPjY8AYqbJZgO34KLbs1dkuZbT5P8NhwZGcYbsb5XR9_hPLFEM0Mpfo-f04/s400/ALT+and+Vreeland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462216824382787810" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Diva and apprentice</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">André Leon Talley’s story is one of idealism, perseverance, hard work, good luck and unmistakable talent. Girl knows what she is doing. The way he writes about beauty and luxury, no matter how simple or decadent, is inspiring:
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span><span style="font-style: italic;">“Luxury in the greatest sense, in the grand sense, could be something as simple as watching two cardinals cavorting outside my bedroom window, or receiving from my uncle’s big, callused hands a basket of tomatoes, still smelling of the salt and sunshine of the vine.”</span></p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">He is a true and passionate connoisseur of beauty and this is evident from his earliest youth as he is marveled by the spectacularly attired ladies of his family, particularly Bennie Francis, and his church. So strong is his grandmother’s influence on his life, that<span style=""> </span><i>A.L.T. </i><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style=""> </span>lacks the air of scandal, of sex, drugs and haute couture, that one would expect from someone such as the Editor-at-Large for </span><i>Vogue</i><span style="font-style: normal;">. André Leon Talley is, in effect, kind of boring.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: normal;">
<br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Which is, by no means, an insult. Rather, it’s a testament to his family, his faith and his friends that he’s managed to cultivate such a glamorous life, and such an esteemed career, while lacking the usual vices and corruptions rampant in the circles he so frequently travels. That’s not to say there aren’t a few choice tidbits to relish. </p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWpZyAqQhOWVtdXtqtznhRDV1uLlKxFpVAHR8EB9lIyC9BEnnETFqTqhVSOatVZRifIFrBcWsmXpPyacEQSKJqhLFMFpUgorQflvRu2wjZzga-k0rT3ayQ0QDfpzRa6upjS6rAxPfBwed2/s1600/andre-leon-talley-with-diana-ross.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWpZyAqQhOWVtdXtqtznhRDV1uLlKxFpVAHR8EB9lIyC9BEnnETFqTqhVSOatVZRifIFrBcWsmXpPyacEQSKJqhLFMFpUgorQflvRu2wjZzga-k0rT3ayQ0QDfpzRa6upjS6rAxPfBwed2/s400/andre-leon-talley-with-diana-ross.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462216830490193426" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Well finally there's photographic proof of my parentage. André Leon Taley and Diana Ross -- 9 months later, I came deathdropping into the world . </span>
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">One of my favorite anecdotes has to do with Halston inviting André over to dinner, which consisted of a mountain of coke for good old Roy and potatoes and caviar for André.<span style=""> </span>And then there’s Grace Jones showing up late to Monaco for a Chanel show and demanding her gloves from André for “attitude.” He was at 54, he was part of Warhol's circle, he's lived a life I have only dreamed and obsessed about.
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal">A.L.T. name drops everyone: Karl Lagerfeld, Anna Wintour, John Galliano, Jackie O, Truman Capote, Diane von Furstenberg, Miuccia Prada, Diana Ross, Liza Minnelli, Bianca Jagger, etc. But his memoirs</p><p class="MsoNormal">are full more of his grandmother and his mentor, Diana Vreeland, than any of these 20th century luminaries. These two women are really what matter to him most in life: family.</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fyRtE5uQOOLqJ590jetie5i3HK77xuw5ieNm7lM6G3IXP0WNRzKSmjEnuPniFjRLUQ7NqgvQ20VWacNCazrqFtFe7W2BKb-vO5-QwEs690pxtWGeOZIEXpQ_0T0TMLhUICdZ-OJyLiSC/s1600/andre-leon-talley.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fyRtE5uQOOLqJ590jetie5i3HK77xuw5ieNm7lM6G3IXP0WNRzKSmjEnuPniFjRLUQ7NqgvQ20VWacNCazrqFtFe7W2BKb-vO5-QwEs690pxtWGeOZIEXpQ_0T0TMLhUICdZ-OJyLiSC/s400/andre-leon-talley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462219878150801554" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Papa, can you hear me?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">
<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"> André Leon Talley is a real person. Who knew? He has values and morals, a normal life that is punctuated by his deep passion for luxury, beauty and fashion. But as he put it, “Fashion is no substitute for family.” Not a sentiment I particularly share, but one I can respect nonetheless. If anything, reading André Leon Talley's memoirs has given me a little more understanding of someone I've considered an idol since he first came into my consciousness, and a newfound respect for him as more than an idol, but as someone strikingly human.
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8315723151455588994.post-24086769247265297662010-04-19T11:59:00.010-04:002010-04-19T15:00:59.260-04:00Cinematically Cinched...at the Waist<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HD25oO26dUIcM4n-jGiB3fyx2b0fD_J048RtBrOsJjucSzAOsbHUVF5IkacQPEpSn1gmu-Svn0mjq8bJEBm7AMinyd6L5JlgoMFo_OwMQxF4rkRTKdxJV5UOjHKZK9LLqLvLtLrhyphenhyphenXXE/s1600/SunsetBlvd_PCC_DVD_Front_Amry.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HD25oO26dUIcM4n-jGiB3fyx2b0fD_J048RtBrOsJjucSzAOsbHUVF5IkacQPEpSn1gmu-Svn0mjq8bJEBm7AMinyd6L5JlgoMFo_OwMQxF4rkRTKdxJV5UOjHKZK9LLqLvLtLrhyphenhyphenXXE/s400/SunsetBlvd_PCC_DVD_Front_Amry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883413225161234" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Sunset Blvd.</span> (1950)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Starring Gloria Swanson, William Holden<br />Directed by Billy Wilder<br />Costumes by Edith Head<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiuE844qEeEbmCAKeRNKA7CTCgIjJmVfYU3FLxSTFIX00pnOifid4wagdVg8bY_NJ-iq59ADdgxRoETm1E2FM7V-4vpCLhD6_aOe7kquHtnr-biYZfM8FUkBoSewT1Erv0_xlpFQHSZ23C/s1600/sunsetboulevard_05.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiuE844qEeEbmCAKeRNKA7CTCgIjJmVfYU3FLxSTFIX00pnOifid4wagdVg8bY_NJ-iq59ADdgxRoETm1E2FM7V-4vpCLhD6_aOe7kquHtnr-biYZfM8FUkBoSewT1Erv0_xlpFQHSZ23C/s400/sunsetboulevard_05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883298826557426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Let me tell you about the time I gave Buster Keaton an HJ in Chuck Chaplin's dressing room...</span><br /><br /></div>When it comes to tales of the dark side of fame, there is no greater film than <span style="font-style: italic;">Sunset Blvd.</span> Billy Wilder's masterpiece is still painfully relevant 60 years later, what with the numerous downfalls and untimely deaths in our celebrity-obsessed culture.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFW-NP5Rg-pHtOWeZVO5ALwPpOm51MKVMnatMZWrw7hb_W4c3jz5o36rkYqlS6aMXHxFeaeP3g1BsXrLCJSALNglWjiS0aWHRl0d5dtxWmctLqSUU1p51a_UF3PAV9W2KrdW0nuw_gs7k/s1600/MV5BMTYxMjAyMTc4NF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDYyODM2._V1._SX450_SY290_.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFW-NP5Rg-pHtOWeZVO5ALwPpOm51MKVMnatMZWrw7hb_W4c3jz5o36rkYqlS6aMXHxFeaeP3g1BsXrLCJSALNglWjiS0aWHRl0d5dtxWmctLqSUU1p51a_UF3PAV9W2KrdW0nuw_gs7k/s400/MV5BMTYxMjAyMTc4NF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNDYyODM2._V1._SX450_SY290_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883407010896450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">They had FACES then. Their original faces, too.</span><br /><br /></div>And in the pantheon of great screen divas, few stand as tall, or as crazy, as Norma Desmond, brilliantly brought to life by silent screen siren Gloria Swanson in no doubt her greatest role.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3d0YpMlU0bNLXUaiL5RAZ1bgKEbv81cin13F0qNPNwvvAwDaxz05zMudunQB-U29eWvOhIPc-8UGH1pUs32rii66VpUkRB_wPVvPAl3i5mH984FANIJSfY192vV-Km51-xiKygMQq7a0/s1600/MV5BMTU1MTM4MDcxMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNzI2MzM2._V1._SX343_SY450_.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3d0YpMlU0bNLXUaiL5RAZ1bgKEbv81cin13F0qNPNwvvAwDaxz05zMudunQB-U29eWvOhIPc-8UGH1pUs32rii66VpUkRB_wPVvPAl3i5mH984FANIJSfY192vV-Km51-xiKygMQq7a0/s400/MV5BMTU1MTM4MDcxMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwNzI2MzM2._V1._SX343_SY450_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461912056866314242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Gloria the ingenue<br /><br /></span></div>Norma, like Gloria herself, was a major star before the era of the talkies and unable to accept the loss of her fame (and sanity), lives in a world of her past glory, assisted by her well-meaning and utterly devoted butler, Max.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbt0iqhMhiIxTBJ9WH-F3hyphenhyphenapv6a9qAsRWHByNLWnvBhmUMD37dlNMN8rUyOhIh6g6kquIf93xdQMxqBdN2ibACeVpRxLLaG85I0d2o6DVBlWv_j49EVpvjv999NCSwMPFPiGCNW_dvxcx/s1600/MV5BMTA2MTgyMDU3NTleQTJeQWpwZ15BbWU2MDUyMTg0Ng@@._V1._SX450_SY323_.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbt0iqhMhiIxTBJ9WH-F3hyphenhyphenapv6a9qAsRWHByNLWnvBhmUMD37dlNMN8rUyOhIh6g6kquIf93xdQMxqBdN2ibACeVpRxLLaG85I0d2o6DVBlWv_j49EVpvjv999NCSwMPFPiGCNW_dvxcx/s400/MV5BMTA2MTgyMDU3NTleQTJeQWpwZ15BbWU2MDUyMTg0Ng@@._V1._SX450_SY323_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883292184186978" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Joe, do I look old? And before you answer, just know this bracelet doubles as a gun.</span><br /><br /></div>The walls begin to crumble when struggling writer, Joe Gillis, wanders into Norma's life. She sees in him the chance to engineer her long-awaited comeback to the big screen and he sees in her a meal ticket, but he's also inexplicably drawn to her.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNd9JueNkCQDMKy6w9sUK-gBKnHNeCDKfFMYQ10T0pn0TmOu_dEqKbLcYkZ-_lAD8sqYoX55LKeRiGL2M47mHk3BmvfFjBo6XjxhdHcCZ3XmV45sSwLsafN0epbLQ-NTRYwbYccUT1itM/s1600/143746__sunset_l.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjNd9JueNkCQDMKy6w9sUK-gBKnHNeCDKfFMYQ10T0pn0TmOu_dEqKbLcYkZ-_lAD8sqYoX55LKeRiGL2M47mHk3BmvfFjBo6XjxhdHcCZ3XmV45sSwLsafN0epbLQ-NTRYwbYccUT1itM/s400/143746__sunset_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883274905880290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">If you had just given me my god damn cocktail, this wouldn't be happening right now!</span><br /><br /></div>We as the audience know from the first few minutes that their relationship will prove tragic. The film is narrated posthumously by Joe through an extended flashback as his lifeless body is fished out of Norma's pool. She shoots him in a jealous rage and out of fear of being abandoned, as she has been by everyone except Max.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKem7IT9-UASxuvNiZK37Yvi4m4JLsApcAb-FAfzS4urEuPpweUhi8VehJnOM7HegybHXVeODVnDF2Od4Hy6dOBc-aNJ2WalsKoT5Z3XJ4xIP3-0rlDWtC9Mqloriibi9dK64eNPsqQWp/s1600/MV5BMTk5Mzg2MTk2N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMzIxODQ2._V1._SX450_SY329_.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKem7IT9-UASxuvNiZK37Yvi4m4JLsApcAb-FAfzS4urEuPpweUhi8VehJnOM7HegybHXVeODVnDF2Od4Hy6dOBc-aNJ2WalsKoT5Z3XJ4xIP3-0rlDWtC9Mqloriibi9dK64eNPsqQWp/s400/MV5BMTk5Mzg2MTk2N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwMzIxODQ2._V1._SX450_SY329_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461885455400630002" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Mr. DeMille, can you hear me? Make sure you get this<span style="font-style: italic;"> shoulder</span>.</span><br /><br /></div>But in one of the saddest and most beautifully poetic moments in cinematic history, Norma is allowed her final close up as she is taken away by the police.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qSAUkK07ebV7LzsG4qkRkv4UbRNeUEChFsEKetEq9_q9wY8puQ1RTp0nV6YfR7gKQ2xVIeQOvuQ2aOCSa0-_rdMYqsdwWgCW9UtwojEKhgUYhwKifo383gleu1MTLmTQzcvFPXig3qgn/s1600/SunsetBlvd_Still_PK_11454-207.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9qSAUkK07ebV7LzsG4qkRkv4UbRNeUEChFsEKetEq9_q9wY8puQ1RTp0nV6YfR7gKQ2xVIeQOvuQ2aOCSa0-_rdMYqsdwWgCW9UtwojEKhgUYhwKifo383gleu1MTLmTQzcvFPXig3qgn/s400/SunsetBlvd_Still_PK_11454-207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461883307713299554" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Enjoying the imaginary applause</span>, <span style="font-size:85%;">or the way I usually wake up in the morning</span>.<br /></div><br />A large part of what makes Norma so tragic a character is her wardrobe, realized by legendary costume designer, Edith Head. Head gives Norma Desmond an air of dilapidated glamour; her clothes are gorgeous, but they're a bit worn, a bit shoddy, a bit off. Much like the lady herself.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYeF0c1K89g_640yPs0vjo55l6clZhqK7uzO2X-PUTvAjxS1dg8EXpm27QYSDAQE53Gn6YaA-ojG0bESBj3OH1Cb4iEMPTmCrxzNeoul4o3ljsYoU8XKXofol0W4fdHRkXBe2B_LR1oj0/s1600/sun460.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYeF0c1K89g_640yPs0vjo55l6clZhqK7uzO2X-PUTvAjxS1dg8EXpm27QYSDAQE53Gn6YaA-ojG0bESBj3OH1Cb4iEMPTmCrxzNeoul4o3ljsYoU8XKXofol0W4fdHRkXBe2B_LR1oj0/s400/sun460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461921861546528482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Norma is swathed in opulent furs and shrouded in dramatic gowns with sweeping capes. She's an ACTRESS, a STAR and therefore she is always performing, always on. Her clothes add to the already palpable drama, while her makeup is so severe it gives her a Kabuki-esque mask of a face.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Pm1XLHr09BEcin9FFXQM4vGf7wbC32NKOLfGOyQuEsGDeF1FaJPPtl6kU4msA8I909Sh6NrZUoedmkl6z_euQEyV44NtdgtEXKQNUe7eMcmEIkw6TymUNQg-ZcTG-UIabxqIXNqVgb87/s1600/6.-All-right-Mr.-DeMille-I-m-ready-for-my-close-up._imagelarge.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Pm1XLHr09BEcin9FFXQM4vGf7wbC32NKOLfGOyQuEsGDeF1FaJPPtl6kU4msA8I909Sh6NrZUoedmkl6z_euQEyV44NtdgtEXKQNUe7eMcmEIkw6TymUNQg-ZcTG-UIabxqIXNqVgb87/s400/6.-All-right-Mr.-DeMille-I-m-ready-for-my-close-up._imagelarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461921848892150146" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">A subtle poolside look.</span><br /><br /></div>Edith Head, the most <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0372128/awards">honored</a> woman in Oscar history (sorry, Meryl...<a href="http://assets.nydailynews.com/img/2010/03/09/alg_oscar_sandra-bullock.jpg">again</a>) was not nominated for her work, but instead won for work she did on another little <a href="http://armedandakimbo.blogspot.com/2008/11/cinematically-cinchedat-waist_26.html">movie</a> that year. Fair enough. However, Norma Desmond remains one of the most haunting and interesting fictional characters of the 20th century, and her larger than life style continues to inspire <a href="http://img.youtube.com/vi/TFFjz-f_oE8/0.jpg">drag queens</a> to this day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0