Thierry Mugler Edition by Rosmary Rodriguez [06 Jul 2008|12:18pm] hotfaggots http://dianepernet.typepad.com/diane/2008/07/thierry-mugler.html Dear Shaded Viewers, It seems like a season of Mugler look a likes so it makes perfect sense that Rosmary Rodriguez, the new designer at the House of Thierry Mugler, should offer a special 'edition' collection. Later, Diane BUTT.

Yelle / Live au Parc des Princes- filmed and edited by Yoann Lemoine [06 Jul 2008|11:36am] hotfaggots http://dianepernet.typepad.com/diane/2008/07/yelle-live-au-p.html www.yoannlemoine.com www.myspace.com/iloveyelle THis was filmed live last Friday. More next week. Later, Diane BUTT.

From Big Bangs to Little Pops... [06 Jul 2008|08:09am] frankpaul [ mood | drained ] [ music | Madonna "Mergirl" ] My 4th of July holiday weekend started out great. On Thursday night, BF and I went to Kimos for a tranny fashion show. The party was "Tiara Sensation" and it was ridiculous in a good way. I got so freaking wasted (see pic). They had little craft tables set up for making fashion...things like stickers, scissors and construction paper. It was here that I met up with my good friend Kirsten. Kirsten on Van Ness Ave. Eventually, we couldn't take the craziness at Kimos anymore so we went a few doors over to the Cinch. A couple drinks there then it was back to my house for an impromptu after hours and I swear I fell asleep before my head hit the pillow. I was early rising on 4th sans hangover and ready to get into more trouble. We finally got out of the house around 2pm and headed over to Seans. We started getting the party started then, hell it was the 4th. We had to go to Nordstroms to drop off a house key and I already had a buzz going...that wasn't so much fun. I have never been a fan of going to the mall less than sober. Too many little kids around. I like to party with the big boys! LOL. After running the errand, we went to a new bar...well, new to me...I had never been there before. It's a place called "DECO". Let me tell you, it was only 4pm but this place is actually pretty cool! It has 3 rooms, a pool table and a smoking patio (not that this matters to me since I still don't smoke). Sean and I played a game of pool and I won because he sunk the 8 ball in the wrong pocket...nice! It turned out that I had hooked up with the bartender years ago...funny, this city is so small. So everytime I would look at him, I would have flashbacks. We didn't stay there too long after that. It was off to the Mix next. Another drink and then off to another bar, the Edge. This place was nasty! It was full of 30+ men and smelled like not only B.O. but also piss...and everyone was standing around in the funk as though it smelled completely normal! We couldn't drink our drinks fast enough. Then, it was off to the cafe for some..hahaha...dancing...it was still light out. There was no one dancing. Another drink and then we went all the way down to the Embarcadero to meet up with some of Sean's fuck friends. Sean is 21 and I seriously forgot how much energy I had when I was 21...still it's nice to hang out w/ him because it kinda made me feel younger. We were walking to the Crab Shack when BF and I realized that it was 7pm and we were nearing the time for an outfit change and a face wash. So, we did a group hug and then BF and I headed back to our place to freshen up for the evening. And here's where the evening turns sour. Sean @ the Embarcadero I had been calling Kirsten all day to see when we were going to meet up. The 4th of July was Kirsten's 30th birthday. We finally got in touch w/ him around 7:30PM and he told us to come over to where he was staying (Fort Mason) at 9:30PM. With the fireworks traffic (it was colored fog again this year), we didn't get there until about 10pm. They were obviously on illicit drugs and we were really just not on the same level. Kirsten was a bitch, we were ready to get back to the Castro to meet back up with Sean. Words were exchanged with the final sentence from Kirsten was along the lines of, "Maybe you should just leave then." And off we went...back to the Cafe in the Castro. We met up with Sean again and by this time, we realized were were just stupid drunk. So, we put ourselves on time out on the smoking patio and at 12AM, I said to BF, "You wanna go?" He shook his head so we vacated the premises. We managed to get a cab pretty quickly and were home pretty quickly too. It was an event-filled day and definitely one of the better 4th of July's I've had. I awakened yesterday morning to the sound of Kirsten's voicemail where he called me a "Tall Cow"...anyone know what this means? And a text that was both bitchy and unnecessary. Here it is... "We are in charge of what we create and carry with us...And that's integrity, integrity to uplift those around you and responsibility to own your choices. I hope you choose to own your enjoyment or lack there of, as it's up to you what you give not what you get!" I texted back with (and taking into consideration the voicemail)... "Whatever. Call me names if you wish. I tried to be a part of your day and you told me to leave. It was a complete waste of my time going to D's because if I would have known that you were going to be a bitch, I wouldn't have even came over. I called you more than once after we left D's and you ignored those calls so we left the Castro (truth). You can get your friends to convince you that you are the victim and I'm so evil or whatever but please take a look in the mirror this morning and ask yourself if you are really so innocent." Ok, so reading both of these texts, I realize that they are both very weakly formed arguments and I'm not really sure what the issue between Kirsten and I is exactly...but he never called me yesterday and I didn't call him and it really hurts me because he is one of my oldest/closest friends and since he lives 1000 miles away in Michigan, it kinda sux that we aren't hanging out while he is visiting. I think what is probably happening is that he is doing K or coke or some other hard drugs and he knows that I don't do that stuff these days and is shutting me out because he is choosing the drugs over me. This is the most logical explanation for our disconnection and/or that D is perpetuating it...D is not a fan of BF or I. So, whatever, that't the whole story and I'm not calling Kirsten again. If he wants to hang out with me again while he is here, he will have to reach out first. Well, it is Sunday now. I have had it with all the partying and plan to have a nice sober relaxing day to prepare for work tomorrow. I can't believe it's July. I'll be in Hawaii next month after my 29th birthday! Then the Janet Jackson concert, the Madonna concert, a new President elect, Jayme's Thanksgiving visit, and then it will be 2009! This year is just flying by...I can't believe it. Ok, time for yoga...I hope you all had a great holiday weekend! So Freaking Wasted <3 Frank Paul :) BUTT.

[06 Jul 2008|06:59am] bluejar i got this on tuesday? i think. i love him, his name is charles. i need a new digital camera; and i want my old one back. 2 wisecracks| BUTT.

Pierre Gonnord at Les Rencontres Arles [06 Jul 2008|05:45am] hotfaggots http://dianepernet.typepad.com/diane/2008/07/pierre-gonnord.html Dear Shaded Viewers, Every time I see a new photo of Pierre Gonnord, I fall in love again. I thank you Mario Canal for putting us in contact. Pierre Gonnard Later, Diane BUTT.

Where did the sloppy come from? [06 Jul 2008|10:31am] sbubble http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StyleBubble/~3/327958192/where-did-the-s.html For those of you that love leaving comments/sending me emails about my sloppy style, I can present you an explanation as to why that is.  The ugly truth is that I'm living in a shambolic and sloppy mess with the way that I organise my clothes.  It's not so much 'organise' as trying to cram everything I have all into a limited space with all the strength that I have.  This involves hanging about ten things on one hanger, rolling and scrunching things up to squeeze into a tiny space, stuffing things into drawers that won't close, using several suitcases to hold things, heaving bags littered everywhere, cardboard boxes full of tights/leggings/slips and just general mess mess mess... Why the jumble?  The place where I'm living now was supposed to be a transition period.  This transition having lasted well over a year now and I still don't really have the time/energy to get it into shape.  Still, I see light as I will FINALLY be moving out and in with the boyf to a haven somewhere....preferably with many fitted wardrobes.  The boyf and I both have plans ahoy as to how to get the best out of my numerous garments and I'm hoping something pretty-pretty will emerge from all the mess berow but all shall be revealed later when I find said haven.  For the next month or so I shall also be doing something that I've rarely done before which is 'cleaning out my wardrobe'.  Yes this concept is a ritual for some but alien to me.  I'm a hoarder.  You ask me to throw away something and you'll get a  terror-stricken expression on my face.  Parting is difficult.  The last time I culled anything was when I left student halls in 2003 and I still get pangs about a certain something something that I donated to a charity shop.  Or when my mum chucked away some Rick Owens AW08-esque curvy wedge platform boots that I bought from Hong Kong, I'm still feeling the pain.  Nonetheless, be it via eBay or charity shop, a cull must be done...  BUTT.

warning! crash landing with no safety net [06 Jul 2008|07:56am] riot_emo_boy urgh! Somehow I've managed to mysteriously twist my ankle and sprain a ligament in my foot. I dunno how the hell I done it i just woke up on Tuesday with a really sore foot and noticed it was swollen. So now I'm on these killer painkillers which are about the size of lil gobstoppers. They don't work it still hurts! I'm finding it really wierd on these antidepressents. For the first week i was totally fine and a bit happier and started to feel a better but now i'm not feeling anything and feel shit again. I can't stop thinking about stuff, I didn't get the job at the Wales Millenium centre, i can't remember if i mentioned this but me and Liam the jewish punk boy finished. It got really intense, really fast. I miss him soo fucking much it's insane. I thought i was cool about it all but over the last few days I've just gotten so down about it! I've just seen pictures on his facebook of him out and the junkie guy who fucked him around before we were going out was in some, obviously my heads gone more crazy now and just thinking what the...? He promised me he'd keep in touch and soo much other stuff, he even said he would never go back to the "junkie!" without me even mentioning anything. Lots have just twigged in my head the date that the pics where taken the next day he'd done that whole Liam is is a cunt from hell! I'm taking it as he's gone back and somethings happened! God my stomach is the size of a wallnut, and a twisted one at that! I just feel so fucking hurt, i know i don't really know what's happened as far as I know I could be wrong, but usually I'm always right about this kinda thing and that's whats freaking me out the most. I know this is getting super blah blah and yr thinking get a grip! its such a fucking nasty, sick feeling and all i wanna do is talk to someone ... BUTT.

[06 Jul 2008|03:50pm] tommaneeya [ mood | ditzy ] So working seven days a week for the past few weeks has finally caught up with me. It's like my body's saying to me, "For God's sake, woman - STOP!" And then it hits me for six. I haven't had a single drink this weekend, but I feel like I've had a three day hangover. Time to listen to my body, methinks ... So I had a rather large sleep today. And now I will make some ribs and have an early dinner before work. Whee! BUTT.

ON DRUGS, +: [05 Jul 2008|07:15pm] panaripoff drugs are ego-lubricants, so why not get off on [or jack-off with] them ?* no get drunk off of it tho, cuz. use it, no abuse it. my mom expressed interest in doing proper tequila shots with me soon. "VIERNES EN LA NOCHE, FIESTA FIESTA FIESTA !" bless ! -- clichés are bastardized** human truths. abandon meaning, and have presence of mind. -- * only until you can destroy/execute your ego without a lubricant, of course. duhh. bc no one really needs drugs.. ** bastardized as a result of the all-blinding ego limp-wristed faggot, j.chu BUTT.

L'ART CHINOIS: [05 Jul 2008|06:57pm] panaripoff my parents and i went to an exhibit at the honolulu academy of arts today. the exhibit is called "shu: reinventing books in chinese contemporary art." the exhibit was broken into two pieces: "reimagining tradition" & "negotiating history and memory" and showcases the artwork of select chinese artists spanning the past 25 years [or, since the 1980s]. some of the memorable pieces: * 4 stacks of paper with burn marks [a burned circle, a burned edge on a diagonal, a slanting burn, and a burn on only the top piece of paper]. the burned sections [negative space] represents imagined words[/meanings], based on the chinese perspective that burning things sets whatever was burnt off into the cosmos, ex. burning money at a cemetery means giving money to the deceased [although, this is also for the burner's own good fortune]. [image no. 1; qin chong, "birthday i-iv"] * an ink block made from the ashes of human hair. it is an art tool/medium that is inherently chinese because it uses the DNA of chinese people. [wenda gu, "ink alchemy"] * stacks of commercially unsuccessful books [trash] taken from a refuse plant, with 6 sculptural representations of the artist with a laughing/mocking expression, an adverse to the classical depiction of "the scholar." [image no. 2; yue minjun, "garbage dump"] * words written on cigarettes and cigarette materials [!!!], mao's "little red book" [the chinese communist "bible"] typed onto cigarettes, poetry written in miniature books made from cigarette materials. [image no. 3; xu bing, "tobacco project"] * manuscripts of made-up characters, mimicing typical asian-styled characters in the form of woodblock prints, as a questioning of classical asian literature and tradition, or a questioning of words in general. [xu bing, "book from the sky"] * woodblock prints of english words in a chinese style. a hybridization of east and west. [xu bing, "square word caligraphy"] * shredded books of chinese literature with a fan blowing over/on it. inspired by a scholar from the qing dynasty [1644-1912] that was put to death over a couplet he wrote, something to the effect of: "gentle wind, you cannot read, so why do you turn the pages?" the word for "gentle" is "qing" and the emperor assumed that this scholar was questioning him. [qin chong ?] * pages of close-up photographs of the artists' body, when put together, forms a complete self-portrait of the artist in full. a single complete portrait that forces the viewer to participate. [colin qin, "a self portrait book"] * photographs of chinese television [many from the artist's youth, and the chinese collective subconcious] written over with random text, thus negating the image AND the text. [zhang xiaogang, ?] there were many others. the exhibit altogether was comprised of the work of 22 artists. much of the work had to do with the effects of the cultural revolution, book burning, the chinese/asian identity, the traditional chinese art forms, as well as broader themes of ontology, cosmology, physiology, & identity in general. life will kill you, day.chu further reading: new york times article BUTT.

AND THEN SOME NIGHT LIFE IN LONDON [05 Jul 2008|09:11pm] hotfaggots http://dianepernet.typepad.com/diane/2008/07/and-then-some-n.html LE TROIS GARCONS ( EAST LONDON ) SASHA LILIANA AND MARJAN PEJOSKI AT PONY STEP www.ponystep.com XOCHITL, ME ,ROBB YOUNG AND FRIEND LEAVING THE CLUB AT ABOUT 8 AM ... SASHA AND BEAUTIFUL ISADORA ! MARJAN PEJOSKI ,ISADORA & LOVELY BJORK AND I. BUTT.

EGR REPORTS FROM LONDON and PARIS [05 Jul 2008|08:48pm] hotfaggots http://dianepernet.typepad.com/diane/2008/07/egr-reports-fro.html SORRY I AM POSTING MY PICS UNTIL NOW BUT I WAS HAVING TROUBLES WITH MY COMPUTER SO I WAITED UNTIL I CAME BACK TO MEX CITY TO DOWNLOAD THEM. PARIS: BEAUTIFUL LOTTA VOLKOVA DIANE AT DRIES VAN NOTEN LONDON : ON MY VIIST TO KOKON TO ZAI  . BUTT.

who are these strangers who have appeared? [05 Jul 2008|05:46pm] hepkitten who are these strangers who have appeared?, originally uploaded by hep. plz advz 13 wisecracks| BUTT.

OH MY GOD: [05 Jul 2008|02:26pm] panaripoff oh my god, last night was nuts. shiit. i met up with nicole and her friend robert and we went to this "club" inside ala moana hotel called "RUMOURS." and i swear, the average age there was 40. i was by far the youngest person. it was pure entertainment sitting down and watching people dance to rave-y remixes of young jeezy and timbo and mary j. and justin and britney, etc. there was this lady that they call "the dragon lady" who must be in her 50s, has a sharp bob and dances so LOL, and she apparently always goes home with some military dude. robert and nicole know the door people and the bartenders so we didn't have to pay cover and they didn't let me pay for my drinks. then we went to another "club" inside ala moana shopping mall called "PEARL." robert knows the door people there as well. we didn't have to wait in line, and instead of 20$ cover, i only paid 5$ [which is just fine since i hadn't spent any money yet so far]. the crowd was young-er here but i was still the youngest [seeming ?] person there.. i got well drunk. some dude outside asked me to suck his dick for 20$. and i haggled with him for 100$, and once he said yes i was like "no, i don't do that. bye !" danced to the same kind of music as RUMOURS, but a little hipper. it really is "clubbing" though haha. dress code enforced. [collared button-downs, no shorts, dress shoes.] lol. it was a tripppp. , day.chu BUTT.

demolition!-Yazbukey [05 Jul 2008|05:21pm] hotfaggots http://dianepernet.typepad.com/diane/2008/07/demolition-yazb.html Dear Shaded Viewers, Yazbukey does the Demolition Party - room to room www.yazbukey.com Later, Diane BUTT.

Betty and Loulou [05 Jul 2008|09:08pm] sbubble http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StyleBubble/~3/327586726/betty-and-loulo.html The Steve is away so I got to spend the evening with Yves instead, watching the Yves Saint Laurent documentaries 'His Life and Times' and '5 Avenue Marceau 75116 Paris' back to back and then re-reading The Beautiful Fall (tea stains a-plenty in this well thumbed book...).  My favourite bits in the books are when the encounters with Yves' various muses are recalled, with Betty Catroux and Loulou de la Falaise and the descriptions of Loulou are particularly vivid which has propelled me into an afternoon of spending some time with Yves' muses... I've never been one to channel other people's looks so it's more like playing around with the spirit and the two bi-polar styles that Betty and Loulou represented to Monsieur Saint Laurent and the different things they managed to coax out of him and inspire him to draw... Betty Catroux: Androgynous, angula, skinny-hipped, invariably in black and liked her leather.  She also sported the deviant schoolgirl look with high black socks, black mini and big belts slung on the hips.  Her thin pencil stroke of a figure matched Yves' then-lithe slip of a figure and they feeded off each other's taste in the 'louche'.  (Alexander McQueen black satin cape, Lanvin tuxedo jacket, vintage black matt sequin skirt worn as top, Preen leather panelled troousers, Sam Edelman boots with plastic chains worn around the boots) Loulou de la Falaise: Hippy-ish, electric and exhuberant in manner and in dress.  She turned sarongs and saris into various outfits with the use of a safety pin, made cardboard and glitter star and moon accessories for her wedding outfit and took silver napkin holders to wear as bracelets.  Yves relied on her gaiety enormously.      (Poltock & Walsh ruffled halterneck, Johnny Loves Rosie bow hat worn around the neck, tierred print dress from Hong Kong, fuschia pink tights, Pierre Hardy x Louise Goldin ankle boots) BUTT.

play with me [05 Jul 2008|05:09pm] kore http://www.vansowerwine.com/installation/playwithmeint.htm braxton found this... it's a video game, it's really amazing. 2 wisecracks| BUTT.

STOCKHOLM - on the street, medborgarplatsen + hornstull + slussen, 07/05/08 [05 Jul 2008|07:51pm] facehunter http://facehunter.blogspot.com/2008/07/stockholm-on-street-medborgarplatsen.html BUTT.

[05 Jul 2008|11:49am] thelatehour I spent my whole Independence Day with family,at the park eating tritip & melons, spaghetti & hotdogs, eating eating eating. Went swimming with Jeff & Landon. Landon thinks his new baby sister is just some baby that's there, crying in the condo. She's so beautiful 19.5in. 6lbs. 11oz. Went home & spent the night out with Amber, drinking some liquor & beer, & then smoking some fattie bowls with some random asses. I haven't been so messed up in so long like that. I felt like it wasn't right, but kept trying to enjoy myself. Kross & Sante slept here & proceeded to wake my hung over ass up at 7AM. I feel bad since I got up only 30 minutes ago & don't know if they're still here. A new day to live. 6 wisecracks| BUTT.

Elle's Edge [05 Jul 2008|06:22pm] sbubble http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/StyleBubble/~3/327503487/elles-edge.html Loving fashion and loving Vogue don't necessarily go hand in hand.  It's silly to think that fashion-lovers have to automatically be programmed to love Vogue or even think that it is THE fashion bible when the fashion magazine landscape is so vast, varied and far more rich and complex.  However, I must say that I've been prisoner to buying British Vogue every month since.... 2002(?)... not because I think it's the best, not even because I think it's even in the top ten... just because.  This irks me seeing as I'm not really practising what I preach and it irks my boyfriend because I guff and huff when I read it and he says 'Why buy it then?' In recent months, it has dawned on me that British Vogue has gotten particularly dull and actually, its rival Elle has been packing quite a punch.  I am only speaking British versions here so it may not be applicable to your country though I hear US Elle is also getting quite awesome in recent months too.  It's an unspoken thing that the V is supposed to be better than the E but figures don't lie as I believe E sells more copies than V.  Oh well, I'm with the masses because in one supposedly-flimsy August issue of Elle, things caught the eye more, juiced up the inspiration and got me looking forward to next season.  It's a simple selfish matter of things being more to my taste and just being a bit 'edgier'... Gareth Pugh's A/W08 shoes courtesy of Nicholas Kirkwood - The term 'price on request' sounds a little scary but I'm still gonna give Mr Kirkwood a call... // Christopher Kane wool and metal gloves/armwarmers - I didn't notice these in the show as the pailettes diverted my attention... Basia Zarzycka lace mask - Black lace on the face as opposed to the black lace dresses which we will be inundated with...me like... Then some offbeat legwear such as these silk and elastic trousers by Osman Yousefzada.  Didn't even realise he did legging-like garments... ...and these Clare Tough loopy zip-embellished wool leggings.  Never got to see Clare Tough's AW08 collection so I'm going to be harrassing the PR now on Monday.  It's not a 'Oh, Elle's the best' gush but just a nod from me that yes, Elle has been changing and the direction seems to be good.  I also loved this 'Shaping the Future' editorial shot by Nagi Sakai and styled by Sasa Thomann.  A useful shape/texture guide to next season, all of which I'm loving.    BUTT.

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