Christian Lacroix severs ties. Leaves ginormous couture shoes to fill.
Hedi on the future of fashion, proves to be quietly clever and honest.
Power dressing enter stage left, pants exit stage right.
LVMH steps into the online fray with Nowness.
Kate Moss and Mikhail Baryshnikov. Seriously.
Guide to Milan Fashion Week for beginners.
I should preface this post by saying that no writer is perfect and when you’re working without the aid of sub-editors it is most certainly an uphill battle.
Also, engaging an audience and targeting a demographic through the use of colloquialisms and cultural language…quirks, has become more acceptable in part due to the rise of citizen journalism and the popularity of blogging. So while occasionally I have a moment of silence for the English language when reading said blogs, for the purpose of this exercise I’ll put such things aside.
Now, with all that being said, you have no business writing squat if you don’t own a dictionary. I won’t link back to the writers whose errors have driven me bonkers because for the most part I enjoy their writing and this post does not fall under the category of ‘constructive criticism’. I think it lies a little closer to ‘things that drive me completely batty’.
Every man and his damn dog has a music label these days. Golf claps for you all. Let me help you with something here: If no one is giving you a deal, it’s usually because you’re crap. If you have a record deal and it came via Diddy on MTV, you are probably crap. And if you got a deal because you play a charecter on the Disney Channel it’s because prepubescent hearing isn’t fully developed and Disney is just using you as a cash cow until the midwest births another squawker. You’re probably crap too.
