Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Supercolorfragilistic Things

Feel like a disco dancing diva from the 70's x young millennium hybrid. 2009 heralds an evolutionary era. 70's rewind/80's remix/90's edge/00's glam you name it, recycle it.

Marty McFly's 2015 Lenticular Cap

Herve Leger Bandeau Dress

But really, the futuristic thing all started in the 1960's. Wait a minute, maybe not, it was way way before you were born in the 1930s when chivalry was alive and well. Be surprised at how accurate this is. These people were nostradamuses, no joke.

(Wot the heck! cantilever heels! o_O)

As we approach a new decade, the 10's, what distinguishing mark will set it apart from the rest? There's no prediction, or futurism for that matter, just re-creation. That is how colour televisions came about. We call it history, we call it the past, but all of our struggles, mishaps, trials and tribulations really still are concurrent in the present and mapping into future presents. From the beginning of man till now, the fascinating voyage and discovery of new places has had the juice squeezed out it for us technophiliacs to eat in byte sized pieces. We have reached global, cross culture saturation. Forever detreating from single points, we project where we want to be; definitely not here. We get something we lose it. We lose it we want it back, but it can never be found again, as fresh as it used to be. It is now stale and crumbly. The search for a higher plane brings us falling back to the ground. Crawl, repeat. Everywhere our desires renew and morph into something else, they convalesce into an gnarly magmatic mass of blah blah blah, yes! yes! yes!, no no no, hot hot hot, not not not, artistic, fartistic, __Blank__-able, un__Blank__-able. "Look, we like the old and familiar, but surprise me!" Well, panic not, this is the boiling point before sublimation. You know all these trends are gonna implode real soon. This is the tipping point. You got black and white. Now fill in the rest.

-Miss C.

Fitting Room Follies by Karl Lagerfeld

Explicit directing by Mr. Lagerfeld! Lara Stone! Chanel! Choices!

Only 5 minutes of your time to show that dressing up is a game where clothes are the dice and vain excess-ories of repeated inclusion subtraction, ambiguity and elimination, are feats of self-abstracted folly, getting lost in flights of fancy.

LOL at 0:58. 3:30 is the hotness!

Monday, June 15, 2009

Igniting my affections

are these handsome knits from Swedish designer Sandra Backlund from her FW '09/'10 collection. A harmonic wave along the median between complexity and simplicity, her pieces are compelling and completely wearable. They also manage to look utterly comfortable! I can imagine........ Awesome how she worked with the dredges of the tight-fitting body con trend and injected renewed life, volume, and softness into it. Digging those amorphous bumps like the styrofoam packing. Mmmm... Sweet! Tingly! My goosebumps are coming out. And jolts of frissons are shooting through my veins! Aggh!!!

But seriously, I really, really marvel at how she has the skill. With knits you have to work with a more difficult form of technology than the sewing machine, well, obviously the knitting machine. How input into computer without computer fail :( ? Everyone should go watch Space Odyssey, it is poetic, has gorillas and an evil computer called HAL. *Shudder* It shows why mankind will not be replaced by chips and metal. If there ever comes a scheme where they wanna plant a microchip in you for security purposes for example for identification, think twice!

I also like how the photographs are taken. There is a mood of fragility because it's so stark, you are able to see so clearly the beauty in the symmetry. Take care in looking, not to break that. Human versus Machine, HUMAN forms symbiotic relationship with machine, owns machine. HUMAN WIN!!! Again, pictures say thousands of words. FEAST YOUR EYES ON THEM NOW!!!

P.S. Hi Knitting Machine, can I call you KM? I can't wait to meet you when I go to design school, hopefully, we'll have a frightfully good time with you not attacking me with your needly things and have such nice bebes such as these!

-Miss C.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

To go from Vulnerable to Venerable

I am someone who is deeply connected to my emotions. My heart and head have a close relationship! Hmm... Good or bad, we shall discuss. (I also have a creeping suspicion that I would actually enjoy studying psychology… but that's besides the point.) Normally I would talk in a positive tone, but ain’t it hard to get through to people without talking negatively? Here’s an exercise, try not saying, that’s not nice, not working, not good, not ___fill blank here___ for a whole day, and grade yourself.

First of all, let me tell you what I am not. I will not wind up talking about a concept, telling other people that they know there is such a thing as this particular concept, classifying a situation into this bracket or that branch, without explaining why I brought up the concept by showing through example. Communication is a two-way street. You may be quick on your feet to mention, ya know, I think it’s a (for instance), conspiracy theory… Yeah well I can understand, to demonstrate you know the specifics is pretty empowering. But that just makes you knowledgeable. You also, probably have, a good memory and have become such an expert at employing mnemonic devices. Good on your frontal lobe though! If I really needed the name of something, I would have gone to a library, where I can check the characteristics of a phenomenon, google or find the word, say ‘Science!’ and forget about it. It is one thing to be knowledgeable, but to apply that knowledge for further argument and henceforth a conclusion would be more useful.

A picture says a 1000 words

Now, here’s what I would do. I would say, ya know, I think it’s a conspiracy theory.... Why? OK. You need the facts.... Because of all these incidents that have been popping up, and questionable evidence... Therefore I feel and infer that there is a possibility they may be working in cahoots. I feel that it is wrong because people have the right to know the truth!

So, what separates people from walking wikipedias? We may reply instantly, nitpick away, but a question I love to ask is, “So what? So what? Sooooo what? Soooo what what what what what what what…….” And till I get to the bottom of it, I cannot rest. I keep going till it’s so blindingly true, it hurts. Then, I can finally screech to a stop. When I can’t be bothered to feel something about the situation, I will not come up with the words to substantiate my feelings, because there is none to begin with. But it’s totally alright to admit you haven't heard of it or you do not care!

So what? You are not a robot. You are not an on/off switch. You do not run on electricity. But blood, food, water and the Sun. You are a human (NSFW). You make mistakes. You do not know everything. You have the human touch and you have feelings (unless you are a psychopath like Jack the Ripper). I don’t believe that if a concept doesn't have a term, and can't be formed into a sentence with the available vocabulary, it doesn't exist. Let me rephrase, I believe that if a concept lacks the words to express it currently, it may still exist if you seek to create it. Give it form. Give it shape. So that it becomes more tangible, you know, visible, touchable. Test the theories, break them down or build them up. Otherwise, how did cavemen begin to speak? Who invented those Chinese words? They look like pictures man! Or who thought of cheongsams and decided to put those heavenly mythical dragons on them, and why do they look so oriental? Or how about xiao long baos? What wonderful soup bursting goodness!

Your word is your bond. Make sure that when you say something, it serves a purpose, because you feel for it. Do you have to list down reasons 1 2 3 and 4 and name them for the way you feel? Maybe it’d be too late then. Trust your gut. Your brain tells you when the red flags are up because it’s helping you connect the dots. Maybe you’ve been through an event like this before, or maybe, someone or someTHING has been sending vibes to you!

What is that?

Now that was just the introduction. I will become very feely and vague now, because I’ll be approaching a rather new agey topic. As you may have noticed, I love talking about brains. It’s where the magic happens. Where something comes out of nothing. Do you believe your brains can transmit energy to inanimate objects? Right now the brain it is making me type: this may be weird, but I have a feeling that inanimate objects possess an energy. Are neurons responsible? Ever lost your phone or your iPod and said you missed it? (For the smart alecs, it’s called Animism. Easily Googleable) Have you ever experienced messing around by kicking or throwing an inanimate object like furniture only for it to bounce back and come SMACK like a boomerang? Then, you might just ADORE these bracelets from Ettika. They are 18 k gold, and really hippie. The charms are fawsome! They wrap around your wrist and stuff. I am defo a wrap bracelet fan. I just love those dangly beads and stringy thingies. Now we’re talking. These are the concepts we should be more concerned about. Qualities! Like love, hearts, peace, joy, luck, hope, and freedom! SO WHAT is the point of all this garrulous gabbing? Before you say shut up, take a gander at ‘em. Then, instead of being all confused and whoa! You’d be like, WHOA!


Self Confidencey

Greeny Goldey Beadey

Egyptianey Handey

Purpley Violetey Heartey Circley Peacey


Neoney Happey
Aquaey Watery Eyeballey Keyey

INTERMISSION: OMG someone please buy me one >.<

Life is full of abundance, just go out and grab the opportunities and RUN FREE! They come in so many colours and designs I am just spoilt for choice. Stop hating and live happily ever after! And if you meet perverts, run faster! Save the animals and mankind! Do unto others what you would have them do unto you. Nip the nitpicking this instant and love one another, be humble, respect others and they will respect you too! Can you feel it?

-Miss C.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Have you Scene This?

To connect with someone, make them laugh. As I want to connect with you, the reader, hence we now know the reason for the corny title. But do we understand it? The etymology of the word scene. From the latin word scena, it referred to theatre and the stage. In this dissertation we will cover the famous lines:
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players
To put this into context, I shall cut to the crap with some blabbing. Unbeknown to myself until recently there is an alternative to The Sartorialist, called Face Hunter (no relations shall be drawn to Basshunter), and he, Yvan Rodic, a Swiss photographer based in London, visited the South Orient late last year to sift out some serious style. The nanoscopic Singapore! See here.

Girl at Devonshire Road, Singapore

Here's a nice little vid or interview of him where he picks out 3 looks from Comme des Garcons and talks about what style means to him:

Yvan Rodic //Facehunter from commonpeople on Vimeo.

Cute accent and honesty: "I'm not really fashion conscious... I'm not really conscious of brands. Style is something you have inside...Clean and clownish. I look boring but I'm a clown."

Having lived in Singapore for a fifth of a decade, I am very used to seeing Singapore style. I would describe it as... light to medium layering (compromise no comfort), it is a mish mash between a greenery, rainforesty, sandy complementing kind of look, how to look hot or cool without burning up or looking out of place. I wonder how a foreigner would describe Singapore style? Because admittedly I can't describe it fairly myself... Let's see... History: Fishing Village.

Modern day interpretation: for day, Sarong reminiscent checks, white, neutral kampong palette/prints. For night, loose fitting/tight for partying, bars, having fun, chilling out, a bit more daring, but no further than the lightness for the weather we've been acclimatized to. Like London, but muted for the shopping district's flora and fauna and the crowds and the bars and the late night supper at the coffee shop. Trends come here to incubate...

For a fleeting respite from my sweatshoppish work, I wish to begin some major gawking.

(Clicks on 'Face Hunting Around the World')

(Some time later...)

Yvan has an eye for the quirky, adventurous youthful and A la mode. He has gallivanted around the globe to frisk out these treasures. The styles are generally very up to date, they are very lively, and alive because these are real people. They depict life in the city. They show what they're wearing to work, to school and to play. What's interesting is that in every country you can spot a distinctive look, which is very cool because it is like a real time webcam on another hemisphere. Tasty eye candy indeed. I have concluded that it is a universal fact among men and women, that we LOVE brogues. Did you see the number of them? Comfort, edge and class. It's fun to have the nuances between styles of one city and the next jump out at you. You could probably describe each city's style in a few words, they just give off a vibe about them! For example, Mexico has a siesta, frisky vibe. Jakarta: tertiary colours, ruching, ethnic influences. Berlin: Clean cut, geometric... wait is that model Iekeliene Stange? He must love to take her picture! Spotted her 3 or 4 times, thereabouts.

As for the fashion capitals of the world, my adjectives are,

London: vintage, new wave, punk
New York: urban, boho, underground
Milan: dramatic, theatrical, gamine
Paris: sleek, classic, polished (Susie Bubble!)

Ah... Yes... It is like receiving eyedrops. I shall be corny and say, brevity is the soul of wit! Mr. Rodic, I hope to see posts of Japan and China in the future too! Hong Kong too. This is the fresheastfashion yeah! You may also check out his myspace, http://www.myspace.com/yvanleterrible. This is a pretty 60's look, cute dog:

Designers have to take to the streets and voyeur around for that ingredients to that perfectly (perhaps perfectly imperfect) look. Otherwise, how do they sell their stuff or get inspiration? They have to snitch it from somewhere.
As Picasso once said, "Good artists copy. Great artists steal."
Except I'm afraid I don't have the guts to ask, 'Can I take your picture?', so I just take a mental note of it. In Singapore you would probably get stared at like there's no tomorrow, not by the picture takee, but everyone else. (LOL.) Like in Ratatouille, where Remy explains to his brother what is a match made in heaven when all the flavours come together. We hunger for that little spark of creative intent. For that moment we can vicariously meld into another person's shoes. Yes we are somewhat like curious little children. Okay, let's face it, we are busybodies. What's wrong with fulfilling the 'clowny' part void in our structured lives? Variety is the spice of life! That is why we have youtube, for us to revel in frivolity. As with reading a novel or watching a play, we like relating to characters, reenacting what they do or think... The things they think of that we couldn't, or could, we are all the same in that we are different and we want to be different or we want to be the same.

Rather than boggle your mind (or my mind) further with paradoxes, let me leave you with a video by the duo YACHT that echoes many themes today. First, it rips off a movie called Tapeheads. The acting, lines, concept, everything. There is a lot of pretending to be someone else in this video. Secondly, it is a spec video. Naturally, those fashionable street peeps from Face Hunter could easily slide into a lovely impromptu ambush music video. Thirdly, it is funny! I hope I made you laugh somehow. Either at me or with me, preferably with me.

Watch the parody first!

Then watch the original!

-Miss C.