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Friday, May 25. 2012
The other day I played with younger kids in a park and one took a picture of me:
(Everything was a gift except for the bracelet, bag, hair pings, earrings, rings and the bow which came from a box of chocolate! I threw the chocolate away and ate all the other bows. Yes, you NEEDED that enumeration.)
She also asked me why I took this picture:
Wasn't it a cute things?
Also, these short shorts go with so much things, I wanted to take more pictures but wore other stuffs in between, so yeah, no pictures.
Thursday, May 17. 2012
Betsey Johnson is bankrupt and making sales. Christophe Coppens is bankrupt as well, but I can't visit his website for it is in Flash.
Also, Donna Summer just died at 63! Her music goes well with that moment when I was visiting Betsey Johnson's website today (better than Ru Paul, because Ru Paul's fun factor is too much to achieve that; this kind of chemistry needs real precision.)
I can't buy anything because I don't any money and apparently the shipping would cost candies! Which is sad because somehow I feel like it'd be possessing a piece of history?
So I'll probably steal a book about her, because I find her clothes powerful (maybe empowering but it's such a big word that I'm not sure) and fun.
Now you'll say it's sad that the only option to be powerful seems to be being sexy (which become kind of hrm to talk about because in the beginning you're not supposed to feel powerful because of sexual stuffs if you're a woman or read as a woman by others, but it shouldn't be the only option), but I don't think so only because it's sexy (which I didn't know it was in the beginning but it happens to me a lot with a lot of stuffs!); it is because it's like a play between a pastiche and a parody, a game that Betsey would share with her clients and not a goal in itself.
It's a bit when you are doing that really stereotyped thing, both because you like it for yourself and your friends and knowing there is a negative stereotype associated with it you decide to take it for you and play with it!
A bit like that John Fiske quote I read said, about wearing a jean. The jean already has a meaning assigned to it by society and you can modify that jean or wear it with other stuffs or for other reasons, in different places than it's supposed to be worn, to modify (for you or others) its meaning, still our meaning will coexist with the meaning(s) already assigned to it by society and other people. Except here, as it's Betsey Johnson herself who gave this meaning to these clothes, the new meaning is stronger.
Obviously it's just my own interpretation while visiting her website and reading this Rookie article, before I knew her and liked her stuffs but didn't think about that, so maybe if she was reading this she would tell me: you don't get me, get it at all my child, let me explain it to you! Thankfully we can have personal interpretations.
(There would be one precision to add but someone just distracted me, I'll add this later.)
Tuesday, May 15. 2012
I bought these clip-on earrings at my district's bi-annual fleamarket, by the same people who organize the Beer Fest which in August falls on the same day. These have an interesting shape and a nice, powerful color! Plus, these go with my jacket, which I put back on at 4AM just to take this picture:
Which I then used to play around with Picasa. It was worse before that and for some reason the RAW is corrupt!
Saturday, May 12. 2012
Someday I watched the Metropolitan Museum of Art live stream of the Schiaparelli/Prada: Impossible Conversations gala opening and made screen caps (scroll down, in case it's any use to anybody.)
The live stream was a good idea because I read about the exposition in Beaux-Arts magazine and wouldn't have been able to visit it for obvious reasons, so now I can at least say I saw the opening live stream and somehow it satisfy my mind?
By moments you couldn't hear much because of photographers who yelled stuffs like "Diiiane! Diiiane" so Diane would turn around.
"Somebody walks Deborah down the stairs!"
As it was supposed to give a global view of the thing, both presenters (Elettra Wiedemann et William Norwich) only asked a few questions :
• How did you chose your clothes?
• Is it your first time at a Met Gala?
• Did you know Schiaparelli before?
Plus some bonuses sometimes. There were parts presenting the Met galas, their history and pictures of the galas-of-before, which probably made a great ad. Personally I kind of like hearing about the history of museums, including their galas, the history of stuffs supposed to present history.
Baz Luhrmann's videos seems more interesting after hearing him talking about these.
Also, there were white fabrics everywhere for the lights? I guess.
Now look at Florence Welch's dress:
Screencaps time! (gives an idea of the live stream at best in medium)
Thomas P. Campbell, director of the Met; some important person whose name I don't remember; William Norwich.
Miuccia Prada; Elettra Wiedermann.
Didn't succeed taking a screen cap at the moment, but pictures of the wild diglett that appeared at their feet must be findable somewhere! Seriously, what and adorable scandale. So much I'm not going to bother finding how to translate this word. (ok, turns out that's just scandale minus e!)
Grace Coddington; William Norwich.
Olivier Theyskens looks like a boy I know and it seriously perturbates me, despite knowing before. He looks a lot like this boy from that point-of-view. Also his costume is made in a fabric which looked like denim, which you can't see on a live stream.
Caroline Tentrini tries to publicly assassinate Elettra Wiedemann. Or they high-five.
Seeing as there was a story about a wedding dress it could have been about murder. Still I think she said hello to someone not on screen.
Marc Jacobs; Kate Moss.
Coco Rocha with nice patterns and colors.
Better (thanks to bridiesbird)
Prada and Schiaparelli's collage to present the exhibit reminded me of a Creamsicle cosplay, I guess one of the first ones, but I can't find it back!
Friday, May 4. 2012
This morning I read an article about someone who lives in my city and I told myself: I know this person, I saw them at the Léopard.
Then I felt really lonely. I don't really know anybody interested in the same things that I am now, right now, and don't go at the Station, our LGBTI center, because I got misgendered and am too much of a scaredy-cat to say anything or.
I wrote a long personal text about my gender and stuffs but it's on my Debian partition, long story. I'll post it later 'cause I intend to post more.
Since a few months it is getting warmish and I don't have the energy to do things, I just watch Xena everyday and it makes me feel great.
I "broke" my bike, it spat oil (?) or water mixed to grease (?) according to my mother and I cleaned up the floor with a white, velvet pant.
My mother threw it away. Kudos to me.
That must be the last picture I've got where my hair were really long (ah ah) :
I learned to do bums:
When I cut it first it wasn't a total success:
I have a new hat and I can hide in it.
Wish you the best, people.
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