Evening, Gravies and doublemint!
The fashion week fun continues. It continues so hard, in fact, that I have nary a moment to write about it all between working, watching shows, skulking around, making fun of people who frown through said shows, and stuffing free broccoli into my face.
It’s probably for the best that I don’t have time to go deep into the fashion stuff right now though, because I know what 90 per cent of you come here for, and it certainly isn’t for me raving over the clothes I’d like to buy next season (but Lucian Matis everything, hayyyy.)
You come here for stuff like this:
OW FRIG I JUST GOT SALT IN MY EYE AHHHHH.. That wasn’t pleasant, but it happened while I was blogging so I thought I’d share it with you. Realtalk, girl.
I’m going to do another mega-roundup of beautiful things and lulzy moments from fashion week after it wraps, but first I gotta bang bang, the boogie to the boogie say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie let’s rock, you dont stop rock the riddle that will make your body rock… (this song has nothing to do with any of the artists I’m about to mention.)
That’s from Bun B’s Jumbo Coloring and Rap Activity Tumblr, a collobrative project between Houston Bun B and journalist Shea Serrano.
It’s the best thing I’ve seen all year, and if you like hip hop even a bit – contemporary or classic – you’ll appreciate the creativity that went into this (even if we can’t quite call it an original idea.)
Clair Huxtable: Mom Style Icon should win so many blogging awards if that’s a real thing. The photo selection is great and the writing is perfect. Concise, hilarious, and just… accurate, ya know?
“This is what’s under the oversized sweater Clair sports when she returns to the stoop for her magazine read in her cross legged “waiting for my husband to return from work…but not in a desperate way…but because I love him and spring in NY is the best time of year” pose. I love that pose.
We have ourselves a light brown crocodile belt around the waist and a taupe/grey tunic with a fabulous sporty collar with snap buttons that stop at the bellybutton. Comfortable.
Not that I’m noticing or anything, but Clair owns gold, silver, and bronze pumps. I like to think of them as fashion medals.”
And meow, a few links I’ve been collecting to entertain you until I’m back in black, and also orange
It’s nice to know that someone respecte and successful feels the same way that I do about all of this “community” stuff that I do:
“The thought we would try and create community or even use the phrase “create community” just makes me want to puke.” he told Galloway (much like I wanted to do every time I was introduced as a ‘community manager’ in past roles.)
Later, he said: “I think people flatter themselves to think that they’re creating a community. Like I think that the role of journalism, and the role of radio, is just to make entertainment, and I think for it to create a community requires organizing and people getting together in real space and real time… I don’t think that we in the media should congratulate ourselves by thinking we create community. I think only people getting together creates community. People [sitting] separately, listening alone to the same thing, that is not a community in any meaningful sense of the word “community.”
Take from that what you will, and then go erase all of the pages on the whole wide internet!!!!
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