…inherently sound pretentious?

Charm bracelets make noise.
Entirely too much jingling.
I am not Christmas.

For the past several months, when trying to visit UrbanOutfitters.com, I have been confronted with this bleak page:

Yup. Too bad for you, sucka! No UO shopping is happening on your laptop. No, no. And we’re even going to give you the Québécois error page, since we somehow know that your recent experiences in Montréal were [...]

H&M. AA. The initials have landed. In Waterloo.
One with considerably more advertising fanfare than the other. What’s with the H&M billboard in the SLC (which even merited its own Facebook group of pseudo-protestation), a GRT bus covered with their ad, and their dissemination of the most recent issue of H&M magazine to local businesses?
Whereas American [...]

A Single Man is a beautiful film. In every respect.
The cinematography is achingly picturesque. Paul mentioned that it was described as “looking like a perfume commercial in every shot,” but that description rings a bit too pejorative for me.
In any case, every scene is beautiful. And the clothing is sublime. Colin Firth’s suits fit him [...]

Quite possibly the best photo I’ve seen of the largely candidly-uncapturable Anna Wintour, taken by (Canadian!) Tommy Ton:
Also, on a somewhat related note, The September Issue is now out on DVD. Despite my lack of love for it, I feel compelled to buy a copy.
Also also, I find it funny/interesting when more than one fashion blogger [...]

“Alexander McQueen died,” read the full body of the text I received from my friend Cole last Thursday morning.
Since I was off the grid (at work, without Internet access), I couldn’t even investigate further and just had to await her replies to my questions: “What?! No way. That’s tragic. How?”
“Suicide. I’m sending you the link [...]

I’ve never really had an appreciation for Vanessa Bruno or Lou Doillon before, but this video is one of the best presentations of a collection that I have ever seen. The direction, by Stéphanie Di Giusto, is brilliant, as is the cinematography, and Doillon’s airy, carefree movements mesh perfectly with Gonzales’ music, all of which [...]

I am uninspired.
Just like this month’s cover of American Vogue.
My excuse is a bruised tailbone; I wonder what theirs is.

What do you wear to a protest?
I’m going to a protest today.
It doesn’t matter what you wear to a protest.
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