Bunny wars

Upon further examination, I see that it's this bunny, from Fuck You, Penguin that truly deserves the "have you ever...really, have you ever" 2009 title.

Bunny BLAMMM!!




I mean...have you ever? Effing no, I'd say.

7 Scoops

Scoop 1: Rosie (Lucy Stoner?) was kind enough to share a photo from the Museum of Natural History last week, where she fell upon a fashion shoot amongst the stuffed animals. I appreciate things like this, i.e. the intersection of 17 year-olds in 35K wedding dresses and artist's liberal recreation of paleo-critters, born from the discovery of a thigh bone in Minnesota. Ahh Spring fashion issues.

model museum-goers
Originally uploaded by trixiebedlam

It's kind of pointless to guess what magazine this is for (of course I must anyway: Elle?), but the museum can't come cheap ($15 museum admission, but if you wanna see the butterflies it's $24 more?!), and who's got money to throw around these days? Domino folded yesterday, which is the last place I worked before I became a moderately successful sell-out. Moderately successful meaning I can pay my bills comfortably for the first time...um...ever. I'm going to think of 2008 as the year I learned how to dodge bullets. And moved to Park Slope. And you know what? I'm ok with that. Yuppies live gooood. They buy things like Scoops 2 through 7:






And who doesn't need 6 scoops? I know what you're thinking - the only scoop you really need is for cat litter, right? Well you know what? Stay in Bushwick.

Bunny Bonus

I don't mean to go all cute overload on you, but I came across this, and, like...have you ever? I mean really, HAVE YOU EVER??



I bet he'd be divine with a mustard sauce.

I Stand Ammended

First, a moment of totally rad silence, in observance of another beautiful Freddie Mercury Friday.


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Moving on. Over a slimy green meal at Kenka Wednesday night, Gabe suggested I might have missed the mark on my compendium of the pretty young things of fashion design. Apparently I don't know everything. Weird.

There was a notable lack of male representation, further confirming our suspicions that Gabe doesn't have teh geigh. Check out these total babes:

Abigail Lorick:



Truus and Riet Spijkers of Spijkers and Spijkers:



Lisa Mayock and Sophie Buhai of Vena Cava (the only truly grievous omissions from my original list):




Chrissie Miller of Sophomore:

First Laydeez

I love how Brian Williams et al are talking about indie designers and what the President's children are wearing during MSNBC inaugural coverage, and how hilariously stunned they are to find themselves doing so.

I, the entire fashion world, and apparently Brian Williams are all very eagerly anticipating what the First Fam (eh...Lady, really) will be wearing tonight, so as a teaser let's look back at The Inaugural Ball Gowns from the last 5 decades.

Jackie Kennedy, 1961:



Lady Bird Johnson, 1965:



Pat Nixon, 1969:



Rosalynn Carter, 1977:


(I believe this was taken after the ball. She looks positively beat.)

Nancy Reagan, 1981:


(Her gown, by James Galanos, was reportedly very expensive. What a rockstar.)

Barbara Bush, 1989:



Hillary Clinton, 1993:



Laura Bush, looking dowdy in 2001:



and then kinda aight in 2005:



Michelle Obama in 2009:



wheeeee!

EEEeeeeeeeeeiiiiI!!

OMG, 35 minutes til the inauguration! Don't worry, I won't waste your time freaking out, as I'm sure you're busy with your own freak-out, but here's a lil fashion update I learned while getting teary up on the treadmill this morning:

Michelle's wearing Isabel Toledo this morning! A fellow FIT alum. It's kind of too yellow and too sparkly for my taste, but she still looks beautiful, and I'm sooooo curious to find what she'll wear to the ball.




OMG I've got chills now. CHILLS!

Redheaded Steppinoutchildren

I can't say what it is exactly, but I love the ethereal glow of a good-looking redhead. Toss it in the "Different is Beautiful" file, along with grey eyes, aquiline noses and high, transparent foreheads (on the ladies, anyway). I dyed my hair red for years, albeit with limited success - it usually faded to a rosy taupe in a couple weeks. Yeah. All the ladies with a Tori Amos phase, holler back.

Fortunately, my advancing years have taught me the two things I was doing wrong:

1) I wasn't born a Finnish sprite(from Hel-looks),



and 2) I wasn't born English dandy candy. (from Face Hunter)