a sartorial superlative wish list for our collective 2014 future

It’s 17 degrees outside mid-Polar Vortex, and protesters in Kiev riot at the Square of Independence in what I perceptibly discern to be utter hell fire, just as nearly 100 people die of a terrorist attack in Nigeria and the world runs out of chickenpox vaccines. The gloom! The doom! Additionally, I just lost an eBay auction for rare Twin Peaks memorabilia, Justin Bieber is going to rehab, my iPhone is shattered, and it’s- gulp- Superbowl season,...

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a sardonic case against “fashion girls”

My latest piece for The Style Con, in which I *satirically* expound upon the “virtues” of dating fashion girls and the absurdity of “reasons to date [romantically marginalized breed of humans]” lists- via my own top ten- poking fun at myself and every fashion fiend I know, with shout-outs to almond milk, Williamsburg photo assistants, and well liquor. My favorites? “8. Your tech start-up will gain serious traction when you’re hobnobbing, er- standing around awkwardly...

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on “je ne sais quoi” and louche-baggery

This week’s Style Con export: 500 words on the Emmanuelle Alt syndrome, re: Isabel Marant pour H&M; in which I crack jokes on sneaker wedges and Coca Light’s nutrition facts, and title it “On ‘Je Ne Sais Quoi’ and Louche-Baggery,” because c’mon, it was too easy. Superfluous excerpt, below, and please note the absence of the term “chic.” (You’re welcome.) “Do I blame Alt, or Marant, or even Christophe Decarnin? No, no, it’s not their...

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public relations, november 2013

Are you currently residing in the People’s Republic of China? Do you subscribe to Self China? Do you read Vogue.com, or better yet, look at its conglomeration of Phil Oh-lensed street style photographs circa the proper noun that is Paris Fashion Week? If you answered yes to either question, congratulations, you can skip reading this as I direct you to something more worth your time, like NPR, or perhaps the Yohji Yamamoto section of Yahoo Japan....

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postcards from space // the only shrine I’ve seen

“Postcards from Space” is a new weekly feature in which I will provide pieces of my current visual [read: fashion] mood alongside textual musings pertinent to the metaphysical realms that feed such inspiration. Allow me to beam you up. What is reality, and what is a dream? Does the discernment actually matter, if we experience both as our own personal realities? A bee buzzes past my ear, a metal toy bounces over steps, an engine...

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