We Need To Talk About Hedi

I'm so confused. This post started out as something very different to what you’re now about to read. When I first saw the clothes I was like “Oh God, I don’t like it” but when I was editing down the looks for this post I found that the more I looked at it, the more I liked it. So this went from a list of things I hated about the collection, to a list of the things I liked and disliked about the collection.

Then I was reminded of something a friend told me; that you have to try something at least 6 or 7 times before you know if you really like it.

Anyway, I’d like to first take a moment to gloat about my fashion related psychic powers. I posted this tweet back in October, just after seeing Slimane’s first womenswear collection.

Did anyone else get Beck vibes? #YSL twitter.com/TheSissyBoy/st…
— Lee (@TheSissyBoy) October 1, 2012

And lo and behold, here we have Saint Laurent's S/S13 campaign featuring none other than Beck Hanson himself.

GOD DAMMIT I'M GOOD.

Anyway, back to the men's show. Here is my list of the good and bad bits of from the show.

Good

I liked the way he played with proportions and layers. A cropped jacket over a long shirt over two denim covered matchsticks. Interesting.

Bad

Boots.

Good

Kurt Cobain was there.

Bad

So was this guy.

Good

These jackets are gorgeous.

Bad

This guy again. (Seriously?) 

Good

Skinny jeans are apparently still valid.

Bad

I'm gunna have to get skinny again. Ugh.

Good

Androgyny is totally still “in”.

Bad

I can’t tell what this is. Is it Julianne Moore? It looks like a dishevelled Julianne Moore, but I really can’t tell. Whatever it is, I hate it.

And that's really all I have to say on the matter.

Ah-Buh-Bye

Like, Yeah, No Doubt.

 

Their sound and style defined a decade and although the whole 90's nostalgia trend may be fading away, back into the murky depths of Tumblr, No Doubt are back and better than ever (sort of).

For the past fortnight I've been completely obsessed with their new album "Push and Shove" and although as a huge No Doubt/Gwen Stefani fan I'm bound to be biased, I’d say they’ll be making a pretty strong comeback (maybe).

They’re like, totally awesome. No Doubt are one of the few bands who can boast a real mixing pot of sounds, you've got some reggae, some alt-rock, some pop and now some pumping electro synths courtesy of king of the ass-clappers (seriously, look it up) Diplo, who produced the title track for the album.

But I'm not here to review the album.

I'm here to tackle a related issue that's been playing on my mind recently.

WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK WOULD I WEAR TO A NO DOUBT CONCERT?

You guys *hair flip*, this is like, a super super serious, like majorly important issue.

REALLY!

I mean Gwen Stefani is a fashion GOD and she might actually see you.

There are so many choices. Like, do I channel Gwen circa 'Tragic Kingdom' or Gwen circa 'Rock Steady' OR do I throw a total curve-ball and channel Gwen circa 'Love. Angel. Music. Baby.'?

The main thing is to stay calm and not wear anything drastic.

I've compiled a “what to wear” list, mostly for my own usage.

But if you want to channel me, channeling Gwen I guess that's cool too. 

Anyway I thought I'd introduce you to some true Sissy Boy style with a real faggy little ensemble inspired by "Just a Girl".

 Above: Cardigan by Comme des Garcons

        Kilt by J.W. Anderson for Topshop

When I was thinking about this outfit I thought it'd be cool to go down a prim and proper, "Catholic Schoolgirl" kinda route, so for the shoes I took inspiration from Ed Meadham. I've seen him wear little dolly shoes and cute socks somewhere, was it maybe the Showstudio "In Fashion" interview? 

These Vivienne Westwood Gold Label shoes have the added bonus of an ankle strap (still very big for SS13).

Below:  Shoes by Vivienne Westwood 

        Socks by Topshop   

For my second outfit I looked more at the Ska side of Gwen's style. I thought those sexy new marble-effect Kenzo Vans would add a little classic West-Coast cool.

Above: Trousers by Vivienne Westwood

       T Shirt by The Specials for Fred Perry

       Jacket by Bathing Ape X Star Wars

       Shoes by Kenzo for Vans

Like I say, this is what I would wear. So if I show up at the concert and everyone is wearing the same thing as moi shit will go down. Be warned.

And th-th-th-that's all folks. 

Laters bitches. *hair flip*

The Proust Questionnaire

How better to let readers get to know me than by filling out the Proust Questionnaire?

For those who don’t know, the Proust Questionnaire is a permanent fixture on the back page of every issue of Vanity Fair and each month features a different ‘person of interest’. Everyone from Karl Lagerfeld to Tina Fey has filled out the questionnaire and you can even fill it out yourself on the VF website, then find out which previous contributors gave answers similar to your own.

Apparently I’m 96% Eleanor Lambert and 77% Joan Didion, which sounds about right to me.

So, here goes.

What is your idea of perfect happiness?

- Being totally engrossed in a book or magazine.

What is your greatest fear?

- Never achieving anything worthwhile.

Which historical figure do you most identify with?

- Madame de Pompadour.

Portrait of the Marquise de Pompadour #2 - Francois Boucher (1756)

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

- I'm very easily distracted.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?

- Disloyalty and ignorance.

Which living person do you most despise?

- James Cordon and the blonde one from the Inbetweeners. 

What is your greatest extravagance?

- Smoking.

What is your favourite journey?

- I love take-off when on a plane. I always push myself back into the seat to exaggerate the speed/annoy bad flyers .

 

What do you dislike most about your appearance?

- My hair. Much like Miley Cyrus, it can't be tamed and I want to cut it.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse?

- "Totally", "vibe" and "aesthetic".

What is your greatest regret?

- Being an arse.

Who or what is the greatest love of your life?

- This jumper.

Balenciaga by Nicolas Ghesquiere A/W12

 When and where were you happiest?

- I dunno, I’m pretty happy most of the time.

Which talent would you most like to have?

- I'd love to play the Violin or speak Japanese fluently.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

- Being a strong, independent, woman who don't need no man.

If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?

- Spongebob.

What is your most treasured possession?

- My ever-expanding magazine collection.

What do you regard as the lowest depths of misery?

- Failure.

Where would you like to live?

- London, Paris or Tokyo. 

What is your favourite occupation?

- Reading magazines, watching movies and listening to music.

What is your most marked characteristic?

- My sunny disposition or my "spaciness".

What do you most value in your friends?

- Loyalty, intelligence and a sense of humour.

Who are your favourite writers?

- Nabokov, Tolstoy and Woolf.

Who is your favourite hero of fiction?

- Orlando from Woolf’s novel of the same name (Oh, Tilda).

Who are your heroes in real life?

- Nicolas Ghesquiere, Cindy Sherman and Pedro Almodovar.

What is it that you most dislike?

- Buses.

How would you like to die?

- Are you threatening me?

What is your motto?

- Can pretending to flip my hair be a motto?

So there you have it. Who knew Joan Didion was a Spongebob fan?

Okay, so the answers I gave on the interactive quiz were slightly different, but not too far off.

Anyway, it’s totally fun to do and I imagine I’ll look back on these answers one day and think “what an arse”.

Don’t worry. Now that the formalities are out of the way I’ll actually get to writing about fashion and stuff. Hopefully.

G’BYE.

Mission Statement

 "Who am I?" "What is this?" "What am I doing here?" and "Do I have Alzheimer’s?”

If you're asking these questions you probably have Alzheimer’s. Or you may be a paranoid 19 year old starting a blog who may also have Alzheimer’s.

I fall into the latter category.

*stands up*

My name is Lee and I'm shite at blogging.

It's true. I'm probably much better suited to the 140-character limit of Twitter. My train of thought is pretty crap, it usually breaks down about mid-way through the journey and then I have to get the replacement bus-service of thought, which takes me this really round-about route and makes me feel all queasy, so I'm like "fuck it!" and get off before arriving at my destination and end up stranded in the middle of thought-nowhere.

*tumbleweed*

Anyway, this is my blog. It's super kawaii.

I'm going to try and use this as a way to refine and polish my writing and eventually piece together a sort of portfolio of my, eh, stuff. It's also going to be a way for me to voice my unwanted opinions and try out new things.

I'm basically taking the images from my Tumblr and the text from my Twitter and throwing them into a big sack and patiently waiting until a horribly deformed, inbred brainchild emerges. 

So we'll just have to see how this goes.

G'BYE.