I don’t think I heard my mom swear much until I was over twenty. I don’t know if it was her über-Midwestern upbringing, or if that would be too precious a stereotype to apply to a woman who also raised me on action movies (like explosions-action-movies), who owned and read Steven King’s entire oeuvre, who managed Muddy Waters, who laughed off religious relatives’ objections to me “practicing” Wicca in middle school, who begrudged but didn’t stop me from dying my hair bright red and getting tattoos, and who, in general, is a pretty tough broad.
But she didn’t swear much. Like, practically never. She did the washing-our-mouths-with-soap thing, and when I swore in front of her the first time in the car (I let “who the hell is that?” slip when I was 10), she slammed on the brakes and turned to me, aghast.
This didn’t rub off on me, of course — fuck that shit. I’m thrilled I’ve found a job where I can swear at only a slightly-less-than-in-real-life sort of rate when I write. That being said, I find that my mom’s old habit of coming up with colorful, narrative, or absurd ways to tell people she did not give fucks or that they needed to buzz off without swearing can be both effective and disorienting to the person receiving the insult. To that end, I’ve come up with some of my own ways to tell people I don’t care… Keep reading »
After a devastating breakup with her longtime boyfriend, Jackie plunged into a deep despair. “I was in a fog – a fog that wouldn’t lift,” said the 29-year old marketing manager. There were times Jackie said she didn’t know if she was alive or dead, awake or asleep, coming or going. The acute pain pervaded every moment, every molecule.
That is until one day in August, when Jackie – like millions of rapt Americans – watched incredulously as Gabrielle Giffords climbed those Capitol Hill steps and telegraphed to the world without saying a single world what the congressional representative really represents: indomitable resolve. Keep reading »
We were ecstatic to learn that Miss Leather and Lace herself, Stevie Nicks, would be coming out with a new record. The new album is due out sometime next spring and is expected to include collaborations with Dave Stewart of the Eurythmics and Mick Fleetwood, among others. And, she says, we should watch out for a new Fleetwood Mac record too: “Eventually, there will be another Fleetwood Mac record and another tour,” Nicks told The New York Daily News. “But this record is my moment. All next year, it’s going to be this. This is now my turn.” It’s her groove.
News of Stevie’s new record got us thinking about what other old artists and trends we’d like to see revived. After the jump, other comebacks we hope happen soon. Tell us: Who or what do you hope makes a triumphant return? Keep reading »
The thing about fashion comebacks is that they’re always fleeting and transitory—after all, causing change is as easy as taking off your clothes. This is a good thing, for if we were forced to wear the same scrunchie and acid wash jeans for weeks at a time, we’d ensure the demise of civilized society as we know it. This is why hair comebacks are all the more frightening: commitment. At least for a few months, until you can re-grow your hair.
It would seem that now folks are lining up to bring back The Fade, a hip-hop-influenced hairstyle, often embellished with personal, shaved designs and once popularized by the likes of DJ Jazzy Jeff and Salt-N-Pepa. According to The New York Times, “the so-called retro kids are going back to the styles of the ’80s, this time adding more intricate patterns than were ever seen then, more startling neon colors and patterns …” Some consider the style to be closer to art than anything else, and the barber who executes it has to have a creative hand. Says one stylist, “I draw some of the designs on paper but when I’m doing the actual hair, it’s just a flow.”
What do you think about this ’80s trend revival? Is shaving a pattern onto your head a unique way to express yourself? Or a fashion statement that’s screaming for help? [NY Times] Keep reading »
Maybe it’s just my generation, but I don’t ever remember a time when Tommy Hilfiger was considered cool. I was aware that in the not-too distant past, TH designs were pretty classy, but by the time I was style-aware, the brand had already become cheapened into patriotic logo fashions. Basically, no one was going around bragging about their hot Hilfiger handbag. As the designer says himself, “The large logos and the big red, white and blue theme became ubiquitous … It got to the point where the urban kids didn’t want to wear it and the preppy kids didn’t want to wear it.” In fact, I even remember a scene from the MTV reality series “Rich Girls” in which 16-year-old Ali Hilfiger is recruited by her dad to come in and review his collection. It was both no surprise and heartbreaking as she went through every piece, not really liking anything, and suggesting massive changes as a team of pissed-off designers and her obviously disappointed dad looked on. Not that Ali has turned out to be some huge style icon, but Tommy probably could have benefited from an overhaul along the lines of her suggestions back then. Keep reading »
Is fashion slowly regressing? Right now, it’s all about the ’90s floral patterns and Kelly Kapowski-esque Keds. We’ve even spotted a few skorts here and there. Now one of the latest products to hit American Apparel stores are frilly lace socks. Remember these? We wore these in the third grade, usually to birthday parties with some black patent leather flats. To be fair, the look is already kind of on track with the whole socks-and-heels trend. So wait and watch for it—frilly socks and shiny flats. (And baby barrettes perhaps?)
What do you think of these socks? Too kid-like? Or crazy cute? [American Apparel] Keep reading »