It’s been a few weeks since I saw Blue Is The Warmest Colour, but I haven’t been able to get it out of my head. I’ve read the reviews, the opinion pieces, and the interviews with the actresses. I’ve spoken at length about it with my Mother, my Father, my friends, and strangers who’ll listen. And the thing that frustrates the hell out of me is that all anybody ever talks about is the sex. I get it. It’s by far the most blindingly obvious thing to focus on — it’s gratuitous and in-your-face and shocking and hot and maybe even a little confusing. According to gay women I’ve spoken to, it’s obviously a man’s take on lesbians in the bedroom. And yes, it can probably account for why a low budget French film became so famous (or infamous) so quickly. But it’s not what the goddamn film is about.Click to Continue!
I had coffee with a 21 year old American girl last week who wrote to me to ask for advice about whether or not her internship was going to help her in the real world. She’d been interning for a top editor at one of the world’s top fashion magazines, and her day-to-day tasks included buying gifts for the editor’s friends and family, picking up the editor’s coffee and dry-cleaning, and that was about it.Click to Continue!
As someone who’s been lucky enough to be a regular attendee of fashion shows over the past 10 years, I must say that I find the continued fascination with taking terrible runway photos with a smart phone to be genuinely perplexing. It was the Australian Fashion Week in 2009 when we bloggers were just starting to use the brand new Twitpic technology, and the blurry smart phone runway shot served two purposes: 1. To prove to our followers that we had been invited to the show (hooray!); and 2. Because every story that came out about us in the mainstream media spoke at volume about how we were a bunch of upstarts who had no place being at fashion shows alongside “proper” editors, so we were like, “F you mainstream media! We’re going to beat you at your own game and get the photos out first!”Click to Continue!
Yesterday was a rough day. After flying back in from Europe, I got home and turned on my computer and saw that it was the third anniversary of the Christchurch earthquake, so my Facebook news feed was filled with heartbreaking messages from the family and friends of people I’d known who were killed; I scrolled down a little further, and read that Charlotte Dawson had been found dead in her Sydney home.Click to Continue!
I just got off the phone to my Mum and she told me that the New Zealand media were in an uproar because Lorde had fired off a couple of marginally unhappy Tweets saying how she hadn’t felt safe at the airport today when she flew in from LA because of how aggressive the photographers were. As someone who’s been to Auckland Airport on many an occasion to witness the arrival of a star (including Bieber when he was genuinely manhandled, age 14), I can tell you with no uncertainty that people do get super aggressive, and that New Zealand cameramen (and fans) are no less pushy than anybody anywhere else in the world. The Tweets were hardly worthy of a news story (or this blog post, for that matter), and were deleted soon after.Click to Continue!
Hi Isaac! Just wondering about your experiences with writing a blog. How has it helped you in your career, and how hard has it been to keep up? What are the main positives of writing a blog? Negatives? (Sorry, this is turning into 21 questions). Thanks! To answer your first question, blogging actually is my career, and I guess I kinda look at it like this: I put in four or five years worth of work on the blog for free — and freelance wrote, styled, and consulted to support myself — so that I can be in a positionClick to Continue!
Photo: Tommy Ton Hi Isaac! Just wondering what your take is on Conde Nast closing down its internship program? Good question! I have a feeling this is not going to win me many American fans, but you asked, and I’m going to be honest. I do not like the American internship system. At all. But before we get to that, let me say this. When you’re starting out in your career, it’s imperative to pay your dues. If you want to be a journalist or a mechanic or a hair dresser or a lawyer, you should fully expect to beClick to Continue!
Richard Biedul shot by Greg Lewis in the Lower East Side earlier this month. I don’t know about anybody else, but I’m sick of over-produced photos of pretty young boys with full lips and flawless skin staring blankly at the camera. It’s boring. 17 year olds being anything other than 17 years old is boring. No life experience is boring. Adults projecting a stylized version of adulthood on a non-adult is boring. That’s why when you see a photo like this one above, it works on so many levels. You can relate to it. Here’s a dude in his 30sClick to Continue!
GIRLS. 1. So many girls I know date douche bags. Or like douche bags. Or get all giddy around douche bags. Or think that douche bag character from Girls who was really really mean to Hannah is sexy. If a guy tells you that he has a problem with commitment and that you shouldn’t fall in love with him and that he’s not a relationship type person/one woman man, BELIEVE HIM. In his relationship with you, he will have a problem with commitment, he’ll hold you at arm’s length, and he’ll probably cheat on you. And then you will be upset and ask,Click to Continue!
I had an argument with my mate Rufus a few years ago about inspiration. I incorrectly believed at the time that I was my own inspiration when it came to getting dressed in the morning. He quite correctly argued that inspiration has to come from somewhere else – I must have seen something somewhere in order to have come to some form of stylistic conclusion. He was, of course, right. When you live in a country like New Zealand you don’t have easy access to the labels you read about on the internet/magazines, so you make do with the resources available,Click to Continue!