Here’s the way I identify, in my own head: Masculine bisexual cis female. That is a string of words that makes almost no sense to a lot of people in my life who would rather just be like “aren’t you kind of just … Rebecca?” And yeah, that’s true too. But my four-word identity is my short summary of who I am, what pronouns I use, what my love life looks like, and how I present myself to the outside world, or, in short, the way I relate to other people as far as my gender goes.
My presentation has changed markedly over the last few years. Part of the reason I slimmed down my wardrobe and switched to versatile basics is that I felt really inauthentic in the very loud clothing I was wearing. When I wore metallic gold miniskirts or flouncy floral skirts or bright pink minidresses I ordered from ModCloth — even when I was wearing structured dresses that complimented my waist-to-hip ratio beautifully — it felt like a costume. It felt like I was trying too hard. Switching over to jeans, leggings, basic tees, loafers, and combat boots has removed all the stress from getting dressed. Keep reading »
Were I to sit down and make a long list of dream life goals, there would likely be quite a few things on that list that I probably won’t get the opportunity to do. For example, “give an Oscar acceptance speech.” It’s not so much winning an Oscar as it is giving a thank you speech AT the Oscars that would be my goal. Still, shooting for the stars either way. Where am I going with this? Oh yeah. So another thing that is totally on my imaginary dream life goals list is “find an excuse to wear a sexy suit and rock the fuck out of it.” Not only is this an attainable goal, but Keri Russell is officially my muse. I still need to find an occasion to wear one — you know, besides on stage at the Oscars — but at least I know how I’d put it all together. I’m also totally obsessed with the way she has her hair just casually swooped over her shoulder. (Side note: what happened to her incredibly curly hair? Did she get that Brazilian straightening treatment? It’s very confusing and inquiring minds want to know.) Get the deets on this look, after the jump!
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Most of us who have dads are probably familiar with the concept of dad jeans, those super cool, light-washed, high-waisted jeans dads love to buy at JC Penney’s. My dad loves some Dad Jeans — his favorite varietal is a gently faded black jean that goes great with his plaid shirt of choice and an anonymous black shoe. And then there’s Dad Jeans in popular culture: Jerry Seinfeld, Tim Taylor from “Home Improvement” (worn with smug smile), or Louis C.K., an actual dad who is also a nerdy, funny, middle-aged man.
Suddenly, Dad Jeans Are A Thing, a thing worth writing about in the New York Times Style section. The renewed interest in Dad Jeans is probably attributable to one thing — the ever-snarling Ouroboros that is fashion. It’s so uncool, say Dad Jeans advocates, that it is suddenly Coolness Ground Zero and how could you ever not want to wear Dad Jeans, you cool-as-fuck hipster? Keep reading »
“Chiffon” and “crocodile” are two words I have never before seen occupying the same sentence. Well, Hermes must have noticed, because they’ve officially tapped into the niche “things that are made of chiffon, and also of crocodile” market that there is such a massive demand for. Hermes is just the best like that, you know? Those patron saints of all the stuff you really need whipped up this super-awesome men’s t-shirt crafted from “an innovative lightweight dyed crocodile,” which sounds kinda sweaty. It’s also retailing at the totally reasonable price of $91,500 at the brand’s Madison Avenue store, right next to a whole range of other chiffon crocodile shirts running from $60,000-$100,000. Which, psh. Pocket change. I have that tucked into my bra right now, don’t you? I will be sorely disappointed if Scott Disick isn’t photographed wearing this in a few weeks’ time. In the meantime, here’s some other stuff you could buy for $91,500, you dummy. [Fashionista] Keep reading »
Guys have a lot of trouble dressing stylishly, no? Some are a bit to Johnny Tries Too Hard, and others wouldn’t know a cufflink if it bit them on the face (cufflinks usually don’t bite, but you never know). Enter Menswear Dog, a sartorially-inclined fashion animal, ready to set the malefolk of the world straight. Check out a couple more of his tips after the jump! [Mashable] Keep reading »
Niall Horan is one of the five adorable preteens or talking penguins or whatever in One Direction. He has a zillion fans and likely a lot of money. But yet he decided to wear this abomination of a sweatshirt in public. Isn’t there a creepy Lou Pearlman-like figure around to prevent this from happening?