Whether it's vulcanized or injection moulded, who could get mad at plastic? Afterall it's man's way of saying hello natural world, I'm here to stay! Unless of course 2012 kills me first, but the legacy of plastic will remain for ions after I'm gone. Can't wait for the panoramic view of mountains made out of tamogotchi's, tupperware and sweetly scented plastic shoes. Who said man didn't create the world?
Retrograde is orbiting Milan, the celestial systems of Uranus are lining up to create one atomic gas cloud... Oh Milan your pollution can be likened to that of a 'big bang'. No laser beams here to save or protect us or even one giant bottle of Glade....Pffft! The pungant vapours that enclose us reflects the milanese 'air'. Oh, you think you are so clever as you snigger at me, pointing at my rockabilly black and white pointy monkstrap shoes and leopard print chiffon blouse. Do you not understand? You are wearing flatulent 'Hogan-Bogan' sneakers and your paunch hangs there like Joan Rivers (I do love her) hangs on for dear life ...and possibly a joke! Where's my respirator?
Retro is atomically correct...It is class, wear hats match gloves and shoes match handbags. These days your lucky if your daughter wears a hankerchief and a bit of string as she walks off into the moonlight...and it's a school night! Fashion is meant to cover the body, protect, adorn, create illusion (Thank you Mae West my Teen years were well spent learning about 'The Westian' attitude, I now act like a 86 year old). Why do you think peacocks are so showy?
Xavier Cugat with Abbe Lane from the 1956 film 'Donatella' (Italian film my friends). Her dress is fashion so is her Sally Spectra hair....Amazing! They make me wanna Cha-Cha my life. Maybe tomorrow I'll 'Cha-Cha' to work.
Louis Prima is a fun, hot dog loving Italo-American entertainer. His music still rocks, err I mean swings into my black, black, empty bitter heart.
Gene Vincent doing his rendition. This is dedicated to people who have Rockabilly love...
and of course Mina. I personally love Mina from the 50s and 60s, she was dope back then. White feathers really work for her!
The Napoleon thing, does that mean you have to talk like an arrogant (short syndrome) 19th century French man? Not in the slightest, you just have to wear long socks and tuck your trousers into them. Actually I think it's better to talk like a cackling toothless wench or hag (no doubt from the same era). Think about it people.....
I just wanted to write it down 'Your love sickens me'. If you say it in a bellowing British accent it's quite affective. The accent makes everything sound so proper and final. 'Good day Sir, I said GOOD DAY!' I mean how can you rebuttle to that. Imagine a regular surly British butler with a rapier wit...You could never out do. He would only have to gleam at ye, with his good eye, that is and you would cower. Oh Sir, me thinks you are the grandest of all.
eeeeerrrr, Meanwhile back at the ranch...
I like love hearts in all it's girly glory. Damn it! Also I like a little country every now and then but only the good country stuff, like Hank. Hank Williams you are my cowboy hero and of course also John, John Wayne that is...
Carrot top here reminds me of Burke's Backyard wearing that iconic Jenny Kee style jumper. Funny how when growing up one would poke fun and practically puke after looking at such attire, it as it always seems has come full circle. Burke how I used to loathe watching you every Friday night at Nonna's house, thank god Mr. Bean was on first, I got my cackles worth (I mean I would laugh at my Nonna instead of Mr.Bean as she would fall of the chair laughing but as soon as 7:30 struck...we had to SHUT UP).
THE SHOE...
This Camper sneak has already become in my opinion an icon. Distinctive, creative and colourful not the usual bland clown toe footwear they normally plop out. It's goes swimmingly with knits...
THE VERDICT...
Knit for Nature and Nurture you Nits...Or was it Nurture your Tits?
This is Part one. Jenny talks about a whole bunch of interesting stuff...Enjoy!
P.S. NO BURKE'S BACKYARD CLIPS, MAKES ME SHUDDER. PAINFUL, NOT FUNNY.
Here we go...If Shaggy dog and Courtney Love had a 'love child' it'd be this signorina, just enough attitude. Piercing on lip, blonde shag hair with thick forest bangs, wearing her 'nighty' as high Love fashion style. The expression is a bit 'ummm durrrr I don know, I just Vogue it'. Hmmmm but that jacket is 'plas-tastic' what a lovely rain jacket, mega happy pop is always good for the soul, but maybe not for 'Courts'.
Check out this 95' interview with Madonna and Courtney...it's some funny stuff.
Milan Fashion, it's a big fruit platter (imagine what that could possibily mean). Sometimes, I even see 'Elizabeth Downs' (in other words think of the worst zone or suburb in your beloved country and give a score out of ten 'how fashion aware' these people are) fashion. Infact I seem to see that type of fashion all the time. So why are real fashionistas hard to come by in Milan? I think it's because I take public transport to work. I often smell pasties on the Metro, and you can't even buy pasties in Italy...hmmmm
