I often find myself judging the quality of an outfit in relation to whether or not I would wear the outfit. And since I have a simple traditional taste, I rule out a lot of great fashion-forward looks. For example: the revival of the 70s and 80s legging-as-pants look. For those of you with the legging fetish, behold [David Lerner's half-ripped, ripped, and latex leggings!] Although you will never find me in ripped or latex pants, I commend the women that pull the look off flawlessly. Imagine how self-assured you have to be to strut your stuff in shiny, skin-tight material. The leggings-as-pants wearers do not care if passerbys stare and they do not worry about what other people think. They simply live life and exude confidence. This is not to say that those of us who have a more conservative style are any less secure—we just like a different look for one reason or another. However, it is more common to dismiss a woman (as a friend, an employee, etc.) because she is wearing something eccentric rather than to accept her for it. And thus, it is important (for me) to remember that the fashion daredevils warrant the respect and approval of all fashionistas.
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Today the Wall Street Journal jumped on the ever-present princess wanna-be trend. Not to be all bitter, but seriously? I’m so sick of full-on Cinderella assault: We hear every bride on those tacky “Platinum Weddings”-esque TV shows claim that she “wants to feel like a princess!” ten times over every episode, Paris Hilton dresses the grown-up princess part every time she leaves the house and now Juicy Couture has $44 toddler t-shirts with “Juicy Couture Princess” plastered on them. Isn’t this trend played out? Apparently not. Now the holy-rollers are getting in on the action, according to the WSJ: Christian retail outlets like A Different Direction are now offering “God’s Girlz,” dolls dressed in princess shirts and tiaras, and loads of little girls are wearing Christian-marketed clothing with slogans like “Yes, I am a Princess” with “I’m the daughter of a King” in small print underneath. As the Journal points out, didn’t the “King’s” firstborn declare himself a man of the people? (And servant of all?) Jesus would so not be happy. [WSJ] Keep reading »
When it comes to facials, our interests have run the gamut from bird poop to beer. Yet, most of these treatments seem more salable on their weirdness factor than their efficacy. The latest to cross our paths is the “Iron Mask” facial offered by Ildi Pekar Skin Care in New York City, that incorporates magnets to suck dirt out of your pores. The intriguing process might be the best facial we’ve ever had.
The treatment gets complicated with about a dozen products applied to your face in a one-hour period (including a variety of essential oils, lotions, and tonics), but the crux of the experience is the maschera al ferro, a pure iron mask that’s massaged into your skin. It feels surprisingly rich and smooth. The facialist then takes a magnet to the material, which removes the iron particles because of the opposite charge, extracting dirt and dead skin with it. You can actually look at the magnet afterward to see the waste, which you may find gross, but we found astounding. The best part is that there’s very little extraction, which in normal facials, can leave you red for days. Meaning you can go out the same night, and have luck with attraction of your own. [Ildipekar.com] Keep reading »
There’s a certain appreciation to be had for a tattoo-clad man; ink can be incredibly hot and badboy-esque. (That is, assuming he’s got something serious on his body and not an, “Oh man, my buddy and I got so f-ed up in Cabo this one time, so we got these matching Chinese tats.”) Part of the appeal of a man with a tattoo is hoping its design represents inner sensitivity or pain, that he’ll one day open up about. So what if his mark is something dorky? Nerd journal Discover magazine has amassed a gallery of “science tattoos” on its website that range from chemical equations and atomic representations, to fossils and faces of Darwin.
We’re all for nerd style, and are on the fence as to whether a guy with a quantum equation tattooed on his arm is sweet…or just a good way to cheat in Physics class? [Discover Magazine] Keep reading »
I was trying really hard not to mock the daylights out of Under-Ease, the anti-flatulence underwear from the peeps at Under-Tec, but I failed. You gotta admit, the name does not inspire confidence. Still, the eau de fart, or more officially referred to as malodorous flatus, is a literal bummer. If you think about it, the lot of the prolific farters is a rough one. We all make fart jokes and occasionally let out a real ripper, but it must actually bite to regularly set off stink bombs at school, at work, or on a date. In theory if you wear Under-Ease, your hot date will never know you cut the cheese. Unless of course you order a cheese plate. I myself am partial to stinky goopey french cheese which my dates have found far more disgusting than a fart or two. Keep reading »
You wear a helmet, use sunscreen, and always wrap it up. Safety freak? Perhaps, but you’re always safe in style, so of course you wouldn’t have any old fire extinguisher. Check out these chic French babies by Fire Design, which almost serve as better décor than protection. Choose from motifs of white flowers against a magenta background, metallic shooting stars, or pink and purple tetris pixels. We’d tell you to stop, drop, and roll over to get one…but you probably already knew that. [Fire-Design.fr] Keep reading »
I thought Luna Lovegood in Harry Potter had cornered the market on “random things to decorate your ears with” when she donned those radish earrings. Nope, not even close. Check out these freeze dried squirrel feet earrings and necklace. Taxidermy for your lobes — hot! I am not sure which disturbs me more: the knowledge that some poor squirrel in squirrel heaven has to watch his feet dangle around some random person’s neck in a very undignified fashion, or that the “designer” made them in the first place. Look, I’m not a vegetarian and I totally wear leather, but even I recognize that these earrings are just…wrong. Plus, they are truly hideous. [$20-$32, Etsy] Keep reading »
I can’t possibly force myself to sit through another episode of “The Fashion Show.” I cannot take another hour of Kelly Rowland contorting her face into bizarre sneers. If I hear Isaac Mizrahi say “bye bye, darling,” one more time, I will snap. Because I value my sanity, or whatever is left of it since the show began, I am not going to watch “The Fashion Show”. I confess, I say this every week and then cave, but this week is going to be different. Last week I had the foresight to ask some friends to watch the show with me. After only five minutes, my friend staged an intervention and turned the show off. Good. So how will I spend my Thursday nights now? Instead of wallowing in my grief over the lack of Tim Gunn in my life, at 10:00pm tonight I am going to play”The Project Runway Game.” Keep reading »
Wall-to-wall, ceiling-to-floor wallpaper is too big of a commitment for us. And we’d rather be out and about on our weekends, not elbow-deep in wallpaper paste. But we’d still like something on our walls that’s more exciting than plain paint. This wall graphic is removable, so we don’t have to make a huge commitment. And it applies easily, so we’ll still get fresh air on the weekend. Now we’ve got another problem, though…trying to decide on a color. [$75, SupermarketHQ] Keep reading »
Boyfriend into Japanese cartoons? Then he’ll love you in these extra-wide contact lenses from GEO Lens. The lenses sounded innocuous enough at first, but after two seconds of moderate internet investigation, I learned that the lenses primary function are to give your eyes the appearance of an anime character. WTF? The lenses are not only tinted unnatural colors, but are heavily tinted beyond the normal rim of your eye, into the the shape of anime-eyes. So all you have to do is pop a pair into your peepers and you are good to go do…well, whatever it is that anime characters do. Now if dating a guy with an anime fetish is questionable, making yourself look like an anime character is unquestionably bizarre. I shouldn’t judge — whatever you do in the privacy of your own home is your business. I will try not to pass judgment if looking like an anime character keeps things steamy in the bedroom. To each her own. I will, however, stare and/or laugh if I see you walking on the street with cartoon eyes.
Oh, FYI, you can only get a prescription from your doc, who might send you to a shrink instead. Keep reading »