Tuesday, 31 August 2010

mad ma'am

picture via Jak & Jil
If you have the type of body that they don't make anymore you should also stick to the clothes they don't make anymore aka vintage. Well, this season they are making them again at Prada and Louis Vuitton (so why doesn't the woman cast of Mad Men wear their frocks in real life, why do they go for Zac Posen?). Wouldn't it be great to see Lara and Miranda dance like Joan in the episode The Hobo Code, where she hardly moves but her whole body is in movement? It would be like watching the ocean.

Nova sezona je strašna. Rada gledam Dona, ko se poti. Sprašujem se, ali je morda vendarle človek (če se ne motim, smo v zadnji sezoni lahko videli celo malo trebuščka) in ali bi me to potolažilo ali le še bolj razjezilo. Skoraj ves Cahiers du Cinema je posvečen Mad Man maniji, M* mi potrpežljivo bere/prevaja članke, medtem ko jaz škilim med črke in skušam z zlomljenim znanjem romanskih jezikov dokončevati stavke. Jutri je še en dan, ko se preoblečem v Peggy.

Saturday, 28 August 2010

'cause it's cos

pictures via COS
I've been longing to put something long and deep on my blog for a long time and today with all the rain falling down and me trying to do a vegan parmesan (really, it's been almost four years since I've tasted the real thing, anything can pass as cheese now) is as good as time as any. I have fallen for fall '10 real bad, yes, I am totally over the whole summer deal. It's been great but it's time for some back to work and back to boots parties. The COS campaign has gotten under my skin, I am even ready to forgive them for not having an online shop, but only because of their great magazine and the fact that I will be in London soon enough to take a long and deep look in their mirror.

Že dolgo sem si kos po kos ogledovala COS, ampak šele zdaj, v teh Phoebe-Stella časih, sem pripravljena, da prebrskam bolj izčiščeni del h&m tovarne. Tako ali tako se mi dolgčas zdi najbolj razburljivo obdobje, vse se zgodi takrat, ko se nič ne dogaja. Pozno poleti, v sveži beli srajci, recimo.

Saturday, 14 August 2010

the pajamas issue

– She was too beautiful for words. She used to lie in bed and drink gin.
We should always rely on the things we know, on the things that go way back with us. I was probably born in pajamas, every time I put them on it's like going back to the womb. And I put them on all the time. In high school I used to wear my grandad's striped ones with Doc Martens and I still feel the rush seeing anything that could also work as something you've slept in, woke up, threw over a leather jacket and just walked out of the door. That's why I don't sleep naked. In the last sequence of Eyes Wide Shut I wouldn't go all Nicole Kidmanesque on Tom Cruise saying 'Let's fuck', I would go Juergen Teller on Charlotte Rampling and demand 'Let's nap'.

V Fantastic Man No.10 je bil članek o The Power of Napping, tekstu so bile priložene fotografije Yeba Wiersma, ki so ljudi ujele ravno takrat, ko so najbolj ranljivi, ko so zadremali, z blaženimi izrazi na obrazu, čakajoč, da jih posrka v pravi spanec. Tako lepi smo, ko se prepustimo. Mar ne bi bila čudovita serija fotografij, kjer bi na eni strani kinkala neka naša slači punca/teve voditeljica, predsedniku vlade bi pramen las padel na stran in bi se nekemu kolumnistu čisto na rahlo razprla usta? Dremež nas vse dela krotke. Gin tudi.