Beyoncé - 4
We swear this isn't an ironic listening. We love Beyoncé and 4. OK, we might unironically skip straight to track 5, 'Party', produced by Kanye West and with rap by Andre3000, because we ain't no stay-home-mums that need all those ballads about being broken hearted and finding the right person. But, after that, the album turns into a beautiful compilation of classic r'n'b, soul and a bit of sweat-inducing booty tracks - not too many though - that sound surprisingly courageous considering the actual state of pop music. And for that, we bow down and hail Queen B. P.S. Get the deluxe version, for those extra couple of amazing tracks.
The name of this label has been interpreted in many ways; from 'bass-seekey' to 'base-ike', but the correct way describes exactly what this label is about: BASIC. Bassike delivers easily breezily cut staples with an interesting little twist that keeps them from being your run of the mill. For those that live in climates like that of Australia (where Bassike hails from) or Brazil, you'll know how easy it is to make fashion faux pas when the weather gets hot and the prospect of wearing anything but a bathing suit becomes slightly unappealing; Bassike is all and everything you need.
Game of Thrones
Before watching HBO's Game of Thrones, I assumed the series would tend a bit more towards the blood-dripping Danish movie Valhalla Rising rather than fairy-tale stories a lá 'Lord of the Rings'; and for that I didn't really like the series at the beginning. But slowly, I found myself submitting to tales of bad kings, midget juggernauts, savage warriors and... dragons. And that happened probably because there aren't exactly good guys and bad guys here, like there are in Tolkien stories - and that is, of course, a simplification of his work. Another reason I relented to this series is because of the intriguing political backstage element that leads to the ever-happening dance of thrones. Oh, and did I mention the gratuitous nekkid-ness?
The Norfolk // Sydney, Australia
Of the slew of new spots having opened up in Sydney in the last six months, The Norfolk on Cleveland St in Surry Hills has been one fated with success. Owned by some of the same kids that have brought The Flinders back to life (and currently, it's incredibly quick onset of 'The Norms'), you'll undoubtedly find The Norfolk rammed with all kinds, vying for a bite, a beer and a spot in the garden out back. The aim of the game is to cultivate Aussie pub culture at it's best; and it's doing a pretty decent job so far - if only you could get a table!
Super Sad True Love Story
Super Sad True Love Story is the third book from the writer of the best selling Absurdistan, Gary Shteyngart. Incidentally, I read him name dropped in Flavorpill's Ultimate Hipster Reading list and in the same sentence as James Franco (they're buds, apaprently) just before I finished his latest offering. Don't let any of that put you off, or take away any of the sad scary brilliance of Super Sad True Love Story; written from the perspective of one 39 year old Lenny Abramov, son of Russian immigrants and in love with the impossibly cute and cruel Eunice Park. A satire that cuts to the bone, Super Sad True Love Story is exactly it's title. And it's good.
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MTV CK ONE Brazil // ft Sky Ferreira


There was plenty going on in São Paulo last Tuesday night, amongst which was MTV's CK One Party, featuring none other than CK One poster girl, Sky Ferreira. Open bar aside, I was curious to see Sky in real life. Because even with her fame/notoriety and papp-ability, her music career never really quite happened. Considering her myspace/Michael Jackson hype, her epic record deal signing and the truckloads of money that was thrown at her (and subsequently, squandered by her), the fruits of her talent have yet to appear. Unless you call an oversexualised, over-hyped and eventual flop of a video that looks more like a make-up advertorial, a fruit.


One by Sky Ferreira


Not that a million plus views are anything to be sniffed at; but when at least that much was spent making an album that was never released, the value of it has to be questioned. And not saying either, that Sky isn't a hard worker (I have no idea whether she is or not), or that any of it is her fault.


I'm Just Saying.


Anyway, so the music didn't quite happen for Sky; but fashion on the other hand, has always loved her. And girl sure can work a camera angle, as is evidenced with her burgeoning career as a model allowing her to showcase her music somewhat. But in spite of all that: Sky Ferreira can actually sing. And I was curious to see her in the flesh.


With MTV's gorgeous Gaía Passarelli and DJ duo Database on the decks, as well as Brazil's own Copacabana Club in support, Sky came onstage superbly late. She looked more than a little dead-eyed, though with freshly straightened and possibly touched up roots. She did a few unmemorable songs with an acoustic guitar played by her boyfriend (so I was told) before singing to a backing track a number of songs including the very CK appropriate, 'One'. But she could definitely carry a tune. And work a diva hand. What more does a pretty girl need?




Here are some pics of the sets, first up with Copacabana Club, then Sky:







Diplo gets his Vogue on
HIYA // Wes and MikeQ


So aside from the terribly old news of his contribution to taking the third world to the first, Diplo is now trés mode with such first world accoutrements as GQ and Vanity Fair (though it pains me somewhat to identify him as 'that 'Paperplanes' dude – guys, for me, that was a totally mediocre tune. Go listen to some of his less lamestreamed stuff). In fact, he's actually a columnist at the latter. Diplo's latest column exploits a night out at Vogue Knights Tuesdays – and I don't mean the rival magazine kind.


I'm kinda fuming – just a little – out of jealousy, here. A Vogue Ball/Night was one thing I really had trouble trying to get a hold of last time I was in NY. Like most people who see the film, ever since I encountered Paris Is Burning, the Vogue Ball scene and culture has held great fascination for me. Earlier this year, I met father of the House of Ninja, Benny Ninja, survivor of the legendary Willi Ninja when he hit the runway in Sydney for Australian Fashion Week (I squealed when he glided out) and that only fueled my desire to get my Cindarella on and be at a damn ball.


Anyway Diplo, despite his modest claims of not knowing a lot about being black/gay/cool, having gleaned all his knowledge of that particular Bermuda from DJ MikeQ and Maluca, was the white/straight/'uncool' guy, perfect to go to a vogue ball in Manhattan a little while ago. Documented by Vanity Fair contributor Shane McCauley, Diplo takes us through his Knight on a Vogue Tuesdays (though unfortunately, the exact location and club isn't disclosed, except that it's right next to the Comfort Inn somewhere in Midtown, amongst a bunch of emtpy warehouses. Respect though, it'd not only get shit if that littled secret got outed online at Vanity Fair, but it'd probably have already moved on anyway by the time anyone hauled ass over there).


Check some of Shane McCauley's pics from the story below and in the gallery, but head over to Vanity Fair for Diplo's full commentary (or full MikeQ plug, as it were, scene aggregator extraordinaire that he is). And you should also totally read Julianne Escobedo Shepherd and Krisanne Johnson's story on NY's next gen Vogue scene for The Fader too, from earlier this year.



"...what makes a good party isn’t the fashion, the clientele, the hipness of “D.J. current hit,” or the club’s interior. They see that a really good club is built by the community, and that a community breeds the creativity in the music and the dance. You’d think that, on first look, when the dance competition starts, that these guys hate each other. The new-school vogue style is built on a lot of hair whipping (if you have the extensions or real thing — Willow Smith’s song got played a lot in different forms) and a lot of falling down backward on the offbeat. This part of the dance is amazing. It seems the more violent the hair whipping and the falling, the crazier the crowd goes." – Diplo

"...always, the weird scream/snare on the fourth beat is used to precision. It’s the sound that you might hear in Psycho, when Janet Leigh is being stabbed to death in the shower. It’s the sound that all the dancers mark to do a special move: an enormous fall, a deadly hair whip, and hip-dislocating side thrust. Or many other very violent moves that would not be allowed on So You Think You Can Dance." – Diplo

[Ed's note:True, no pure Voguer has ever reached Top 20 on SYTYCD – trust, I know. And they haven't yet exhibited actual Vogue style as a number on the show. YEAH, I'm a fan, haters to the left.]



Crystal Renn // Vogue Nippon October 2011
HIYA // (Asian-eyes-ed) Crystal Renn


Now, we often have little arguments between ourselves about whether something is racist or not (like when we asked you all about whether THIS was racist). Mostly, it's over the fact that I go too far and don't even realise it to which I, of course, will argue back goodnaturedly that I in fact don't go far enough...


In my opinion, Crystal Renn is generally just divine. And she is no less so in this Vogue Nippon editorial for October 2011's issue. Photographed by Giampaolo Sgura and styled by the ridonkulous Anna Dello Russo, the editorial only uses Domenico Dolce and Stefano Gabbana's designs and sees Crystal play with the masculine-feminine aspects of their latest (awesome) collection.






Another thing this shoot literally sees is Crystal Renn viewing through more almond, Asian-afied eyes via the strategic use of tape at her temples to pull her eyes into a different shape. And yes, I do think it was a somewhat inspired move.


I for one, as a person of Asian descent, was not offended by this. Should I be? I mean, is it not a refreshing statement to make a Caucasian girl look more Asian as opposed to, for example, the usual whitening up of every other skin tone that is any shade human other than white? For me, in my fashion-twisted and perhaps industry brain washed perspective, temporarily modifying Crystal Renn's eyes to look more Asian sends a message that an Oriental shaped eye is beautiful and desirable.




Granted, the deeper concept of it being demonstrated on a biologically Caucasian eye (lids and all) is perhaps a mixed message - but WTF isn't a completely convoluted message in fashion/advertising/everything these days?


In all honesty, I'm quite sure that I wouldn't even have noticed this 'styling detail', had not parts of the make up process been shown on the behind the scenes video. Is taping her temples back really all that different to lining her eyes in liquid to create a cat eye? Or changing her hair colour? Or using a belt to cinch in her waist? Or wearing high heels to make her legs look (even) longer?


This isn't a case of 'is this racist or not'. It's a much more complex issue to do with not only race (which I feel is the less pertinent element at stake here), but the fashion industry's M.O., societal and cultural ideals and standards of beauty, as well as the plain old intention of publicity provoking controversy. And I always think it's an excellent thing if we're having conversations about things like this at all!


Anyway, Crystal Renn looks amazing and the clothes look amazing. ANTM wanna bes take note: now THIS is how you work an angle!!


Crystal Renn for Japanese Vogue Behind The Scenes


In another perspective, Refinery 29's Connie Wang doesn't feel too comfortable with it... How do you feel about it?


Let us know what you think...I'm really interested to hear!! In the meantime, check the gallery below that includes images of Crystal Renn's beauty feature in the same issue:



AW 2011 // Band of Outsiders ft Ron & Draco



Rupert Grint and Tom Felton star in Scott Sternberg's latest polaroid campaign for Band of Outsiders.


HIYA // Bromance


How appropriate and ironic that the ginger and the platinum blonde from the Harry Potter films find themselves combining their powers to model the label's latest FW collection shot on location at Magic Castle; a night club that doubles as a venue for illusionists and magicians to make shit appear and reappear. And stuff.


Most surprising to me though is that they actually look totally comfortable and cute. And cool. And the clothes look great. I don't have too strong an opinion on them either way besides a mild amusement at their bit parts in J.K. Rowling's film franchise, but their collective adorable factor after this series of pics went from mild amusement to near fondness. Check them out:







Go check some more of the polaroid look book in the gallery below:



Alexander Skarsgård for BlackBook


Read the whole article here. It's totally worth it.




Photographs by Andrew MacPherson. Styling by Annie Psaltiras. 

Cry Faces (of the year?)



You know we lurrrrve a good cry face. The fashion blogosphere has been creaming over Love magazine's latest bunch of special covers the first of which feature Elle Fanning, Chloe Moretz and Hailee Steinfeld getting their best, vulnerable-but-beautiful cry faces on. This trio of pubescent power players shedding tears on Love's covers are some pretty amazing shots. Despite the super model star power of the other five covers, featuring Lara Stone, Nyasha Matonhodze, Kristen McMenamy, Daphne Groeneveld and Mariacarla Boscono, I gotta say that my favourites are Chloe's and Elle's cry faces.





Check all eight cry faces in the gallery below:



Kate Moss walks in Terry Richardson's studio in London

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... and she gets out naked. Nice one, Terry!

NEW Jeremy Scott for Adidas



Speaking of Jeremy Scott and 2NE1, here's a geeze at some of Jeremy Scott's FW for Adidas 2011/12. I don't really buy into the Jeremy Scott hype, and I think a chunk of his stuff sucks, but I must admit that sometimes, he gets it pretty damn right. Somehow, with their over the top, fun and downright ridiculous (and yes, often ugly) designs, between him and Adidas, they've grown a cult of superfans who'll buy that shit out the second it hits the shelves.


So, if any of you are superfans or just supercurious and happen to live in Sydney, the latest collection is launching next Wednesday the 3rd of August at The Atrium. You can get your hot little hands on the shit before the rabble have access to it the next day instore. Check the invite below and RSVP if you're down.




Here's a cool little behind-the-scenes film of the shoot for the lookbook, featuring some impractical, impossible and impressive pieces from the collection.


Jeremy Scott | Adidas Fall Winter 11/12 BTS



Check out some more of the collection below:




I dig this two piece track set, even though it would make you look like a little boy about to hop into your racing car shaped bed. GIMME.




These kicks are for Pebbles, references his SS 2010 Flintstones themed collection. Bone up.




Another take on that teddy fetish:




I'ma post the next two looks just because I think they are beyond fugly. But just like the dude in the film says, it doesn't mean that I don't respect. Or that I would say no if I someone gave me pieces. Except maybe to the stuff below:







Check the gallery below for some more of the lookbook, and Sydneysiders, don't forget to RSVP. Methinks there will be free drinks.



Gratuitous Burger Post
This is all so amazing and I'm hungry...
The Superions and an Xmas joke
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MTV CK ONE Brazil // ft Sky Ferreira
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HIYA // Chad Valley
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