29 May 2006

That's Mme Editrix To You! Now get me a mocha! And an Hermès scarf!

It's been a while, and, bambini, I've missed you! So, I've been thinking. I love clothes. I've been writing since I was 8 years old. Two great tastes that taste great together, no? I've been thinking of going back to journalism school since March. Et voilà! I shall become a fashion/lifestyle writer or editor...er, editrix. Also, I want to be a stylist; Carine Roitfeld was a stylist before becoming editor-in-chief of Paris Vogue.
My mother is no doubt rubbing her hands together, thinking,
Well--finally!! Yes, it took me a while to stop being childish and play to my strengths. To, well, commit. How fitting it all is. My mother is, after all, the woman who had me watching the Tonys (!) in southeastern Kansas when I was in middle school and swooned over Dreamgirls (!) when I was a tot. To say nothing of her fascination with Barbra Streisand in Funny Girl. All true. I couldn't make it up if I tried.

17 May 2006

Blouse; Godet; Dirndl; Sash...Whatever

Things are pretty busy for me. The AFTA convention is in about two weeks. I usually deal with the inevitability of events with calm, finely-honed denial. Lots of things are happening.
But I am trying to think of a name for a fashion maga/zine. So far, I haven't had anything that just grabbed me in such a way that I knew it was just right. I've been thinking about this for a week or so. Yeesh.
Last week I was looking at PAPER magazine's website. I started reading it when I lived in New York ever so long ago. A boy I was in school with got me started. I forget his name. I do remember that he's bisexual and I that I treated him really awfully. I was 23; so, it goes without saying that I was quite stupid. I've been sorry about it for years and wish I could tell him. It is my karmic burden. So, I have him to thank for the joys of reading Mr. Mickey's column. Well, look at that! There's the last copy of PAPER I bought sitting on my desk at work. It's the FASHION LEGENDS issue. But, on to Mr. Mickey. He is awesome. I love his outré fashion advice. What a jokester Mr. Mickey is! He's friends with Michael Musto, whose Voice column I love. And Mr. Mickey is a vegetarian. He couldn't be anything but loads of fun--so, if Mr. Mickey is ever in Milwaukee, he must give me a call!
So, I was getting some online Mr. Mickey love; sadly, Mr. Mickey's blog is not about schmashion, but rather flibbertigibbet topics like royals and Broadway. Sort of not my cup of tea. PAPER editor/publisher Kim Hastreiter does the Fashion Schmashion blog. I was reading along when I came upon a post about Robin Givhan of the Washington Post. Well, it seems she wrote up a Pulitzer. You know where this is going, right? She's the Post's fashion editor. So, I was like, Holy crap. It can be done. Oh, yeh, and she's Black, too. Needless to say, I became quite light-headed. So, I started dreaming up names for my fashion magazine in embryo...

www.papermag.com

04 May 2006

Style Shout-Out I

What is a style shout-out? It is someone or something who has not yet ascended to the lofty heights of icon status, yet is noteworthy and, perhaps, influential. It's quick and dirty.
For our first Style Shout-Out, we have Lisa Bonet/Denise Huxtable. I suspect former English professors would take me to task for conflating the woman with her character. How simplistic! How naive. Yet, I believe I can make a sure-footed argument for the case of Lisa Bonet the person being inextricably bound up with her alter ego, Denise. Denise, the weird one! Denise, the freak! Denise, with her white-girl-talking self! Wasn't Lisa Bonet herself some of those things? Without Lisa Bonet, Denise Huxtable just wasn't conceivable. What balm to the soul for the odd Black girl out!
I remember Denise's trippy New Wave gear and choppy hairdo. Denise as Olivia's stepmom wearing the skirt-trouser hybrid I coveted. Denise and her head of swinging locks. Denise jacking up Theo's knock-off designer shirt. And then it was on a whole new level on A Different World. My recommendation to anyone would be: get your dvds of A Different World and bite Denise's style tout de suite.
This is my tribute to Lisa Bonet. Thanks for letting your freak flag fly.