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Ladies and skirt-clad gentlemen;
Just say no to strutting around outside Fashion Week venues wearing ridiculous crap so that people (know you want them to) take pictures of you. Or say yes, I don’t care.
It would probably be a good idea for you to watch this new mini-doc by Garage Magazine exploring “the rise of ‘peacocking’ street style stars as a result of the proliferation of blogs” before you decide to go full-out these guys though (I don’t even know them and I hate them.)
As some fashiony person says in this most blogworthy of videos by Garage Magazine, “I feel that anyone who dresses with the intention to get photographed will NOT get photographed by the right people”
That video was even jucier than I expected it to be (but not quite so juicy as the kerfuffle-causing “The Circus of Fashion” article penned by Suzy Menkes a few weeks ago.)
“HA!… ha HA!.. SO TRUE!… HA!” I found myself saying throughout the course of this 9-minute-long video; though I’m sure a large part of that is due to jealously. The only people who take pictures of me on the street during fashion week are pantsless men in white minivans who think I’m actually a Japanese schoolgirl.
For real though homies, posing on rocks all nonchalantly in an waiting for people to take pictures of you just seems so LAME AND OBNOXIOUS. As obnoxious as seeing people doing that in a video on the internet and then going home to blog about it. UGH.
Like, look at Anna Dello Russo at minute 4:05. LOOK AT HOW STUPID THAT IS!
If the incredibly rich and powerful editor-at-large of Vogue Japan can barely get away with it, you’d better bet your bottom loonie that neither can some aspiring RP T-Lister from Thornhill.
I’m not trying to diss street style OR narcissism — I’m clearly all about both of those things. I simply hate humourless douchebaggery, and despite the fact that I’m neither old, new or future guard, I can relate to alot of what these OG fashion insiders are saying.
The way they speak so longingly about the good old days before everybody and their iPhone could play fashion editor… the disdain they show for the blogger-n00bs who’ve invaded THEIR space, crowding it, changing it, soiling it with cheap uninitiated, unearned nonesense… that’s exactly how a lot of us OG internet people feel about the web lately.
Our world has been infiltrated. It’s no longer a precious space. Things have changed. C’est La Vie?
Anyhoo, I’ve got to go to bed because Toronto’s (pre / rogue / off-site) fashion shOws kick off tomorrow and I need to wake up early to prepare a dope outfit. I’m thinking of copying the outfit at the top of this post to a T, pretty much, so nobody else wear it okay?
P.S. Earl Sweatshirt, WHOA:
Seany Dubs, you are one heck of a sport.
Excuse the weird hair. I was… trying something.
Barbora was searching the Thompson for Stylish couples to feature, and being that I’m a major Elle fangirl (and compulsive attention-seeker) when she asked me if we’d be down I didn’t even hesitate to say “Yes, of course!” to her and “WE ARE TOTALLY DOING THIS YOU HAVE NO CHOICE” to Sean.
He really didn’t have a choice (do boys ever in matters such as these?), nor did he quite understand what was going on (again – do boys ever in matters such as these?)… until the next week when the resulting image and blurb popped up in the FlipBoard accounts of half the people in his office.
Walshie could teach a course in plus-one-ing, I swear. The best I ever had.
We had a pretty low-key Valentime’s day this year, just as we wanted it (minus the working late); Dinner at Fresh, flowers and chocolate, funny teevee, snuggles… I also wore EARRINGS.
This is rare, but I bought some little red hearts when I was 13 that I never ended up tossing out. Thus:
Earlier that day, I got to chat with some online dating website CEOs in a special Valentine’s Day episode of CBC News Live Online.
Jerry of FarmersOnly.com (Which is a real, super successful dating service for, well, farmers only) made my day with some of his comments. You can take the girl out of Chatham…
I also wrote about some particularly fun things this week: A Tamagotchi App (!!!), Thirsty Marco Rubio, Internet feminists vs. trolls, Lighting striking the Vatican hours after The Pope’s big announcement, Pluto, a disabled goldfish’s wheelchair (!!!) EX-CETERA.
And while I’m spontaneously rambling on about my week, I crushed some madddd errands too.
It’s kind of nice to walk around the city in the morning, getting things did. I snapped this photo on my way back to west-downtown after hitting St. Lawrence Market.
A whole newwww worrrrrrrlllllld.
OH! And Nick Kroll tweeted back to me yesterday. Like, actually. !
@nickkroll will you go to the poutine dance with this hoser?
— Lauren O’Neil (@laurenonizzle) February 16, 2013
— nick kroll (@nickkroll) February 16, 2013
You should probably watch this to make sense of that… and also because it’s hilarious. One of the funniest things I’ve seen in a very long time, actually. Not sure if it’s because I’m Canadian or not.
Lastly, please enjoy the RIGHTEOUS (and semi-deserved) mean mug I’m getting in the background of this shot. Too good:
Homie’s throwing me mad shade for that silly duckface in my mind, and I can’t say that I blame him. Few things I love more than funny background people in any photo, let alone the ones I’m in!
Yeah, I ball. But this post isn’t about me breaking the NFL’s Super Bowl party display thingies (Sahrry Commish! And I’m also sorry for my point of reference to you being a post on The Cut about how you sat next to Anna Wintour at Kimberly Ovitz’s show the other day.)
BEY-sically, I didn’t get time to finish the Weekend Wrap party post I had been working on last Monday (Maple-Rosemary donuts at the opening of 2ndFloorEvents! Diplo and the wasted masses at a Bud Light Platinum Party! SUPERBOWLSTUFF! Other Stuff! voila.) and I just really liked that photo… predominantly because I know what happened directly after it was taken (SMASH! Again, sorry Commish. Great party!)
ANYHOO, what I actually wanted to blog about this fiiiine Monday evening (but should have last night if I really wanted it to mean ANYTHING to ANYBODY who isn’t myself in the future since every major web outlet is full-staffed during major events now for instant gif coverage a la 2013): Grammy lulz.
PIMP CANE PRINCE is not even funny, just awesome. That “no puffy genital” wardrobe advisory that nobody followed anyway was pretty funny too, but alas, that was pre-Grammy.
In no particular (but semi-chronological at times) order, here are ten of the funniest things that happened at the 55th annual Grammy Awards last night, as remembered by my brain:
1. When Tyler the creator duckface photobombed Frank Ocean’s mom, deuces up. His Tweets throughout the night were hilarious too, if you’ve got the stomach for Tyler. Thank goodness I do
2. Jay-Z yelling “You’re Welcome!” after Lena Dunham’s boyfriend’s friend thanked him for something, drinking from his Illuminati chalice like a boss the entire time. Gotta love Jay.
3. T-Swift totally pwning her teenaged ex-boyfriend in front of everybody. I don’t know much about Harry Styles, but I wanted to hate him for girl power’s sake at that very moment. TEAM TAYLOR!
4. Speaking of Taylor Swift, Bwahahaha.
5. And also, WHITE PEOPLE DANCING!
I feel like Taylor Swift is a prettier, younger, more talented, farrrr wealthier version of myself sometimes. I really do.
These two just creep me out with their plastic faces.
6. Chris Brown Trying to throw some shade at Frank Ocean by sitting during his standing ovation and GETTING YELLED AT BY ADELE! Go Adele! I totally love her now.
7. Kelly Clarkson photobombing Ellen and Portia:
8. Bruno Mars’ hat, hehehe.
9. When Carrie Underwood’s dress’ screensaver turned on halfway through her performance. Oops! Teehee!
10. Ellen and Beyonce, presenting together…. Not at all funny, again, but great.
Speaking of Justin Timberlake though, WOAH. Talk about bringing sexy back… and forth, and back, and forth…
Gifs on Gifs on Gifs, girl!
I am now very tired and ready for sleep. Sleep is important you know. Listen to Amy:
Before I go, my picks for the best dressed on the 2013 Grammy Awards red carpet include:
T-Swift, Karlie Kloss, Rihanna, Bey, Count 2 Chainz, Adele (seriously, that outfit was perfect on her), Kat Denning, Kaley Cuocuo, and really I’m just naming off TV actresses I like at this point.
Worst dressed: Florence Welch, J-Lo (Why you gotta try so hard?), Carly-Rae Jepsen, Estelle and… I’m torn on Katy Perry.
Purrhaps I’ll add pictures to illustrate tomorrow. But for now, y’all can GOOGLE THEM. It’s past my bedtime.
Lauren does her dance thing. vine.co/v/b12jVWaV6DQ
— Sean Walsh (@frikshun) February 4, 2013
P.S. This is ruffing AWESOME: