(We were lucky enough to entice one of our producers, Lawrence Buhagiar, into guest spotting a blog for us. Lawrence is not only an avid chronicler of all things popkultur but he has a background in both neuroscience and sociology– making him eminently qualified to write the following blogpost: Towards a Theory of the Leisure Suit Class)
Recently I came across an article in the New York Times written by John Ortved, a 28-year-old writer and former editorial associate at Vanity Fair, who lives between New York and Toronto, where he was born and raised. Ortved has worked for the likes of Graydon Carter, Vanity Fair’s editor-in-chief, contributed articles on television, film, fashion and comedy to The National Post, Now Magazine, The New York Observer, Interview and V. but is best known for his oral history of The Simpsons, published by Farrar Straus & Giroux. Ortved considers himself to be a student of popular culture, so I was perplexed by the lameness of his piece. The article titled, “For Guys, a Great Find Is Often Multiplied,” claims “women shop, men stockpile.” Women, we are told, see shopping as a social or even therapeutic activity, whereas for men shopping is simply “a necessary evil, a moment to restock the supply closet.” Read more
Tastemaker. Now there is a word I dislike intensely. The idea that someone could make those decisions for me is both repugnant and presumptuous.
But… what’s a boy to do in a world with information streams propagating like fruit flies in a lab.
Words cannot adequately capture the moment of horror I experienced upon realizing that the following article of clothing is not in fact a joke put forth by the good people at Huffington Post. I’m still a little stunned but I knew it had to be shared with the world, if only so that you can all be appalled with me.
So without further ado, I give you what I consider to be one of the worst articles of clothing I have seen in a long time (and I saw a woman wearing flannel pjs and Crocs to work yesterday)… Read more
“Christmas is gonna be tough”.
Everyone that knows about the challenge has said it to me at least once. I have not said it. My stock response is to nod my head, shrug my shoulders and say, “Yeah, it’s not gonna be easy.” That is a lie. I say it because not only do I know it’s what people want to hear, but because most people are genuinely trying to be supportive and I don’t want to go off on them with my ‘I-don’t-do-Christmas’ rant. So I’ll do it here. Read more
I have three very firm rules where leggings are concerned:
- You may wear leggings with anything that covers your butt (this includes, but is not limited to long tank tops/t-shirts, tunics, dresses and oversized hoodies)
- You may wear them as pants if you are under the age of 10. I believe in my day we called them “stretch pants,” they were the cute alternative to sweat pants.
- If you are actually doing yoga (or running) you can wear them. You may not leave them on for the rest of the day. When the exercise is done, put on some real pants! Read more
I was an imaginative child, but so was every kid who was born before Lego came in kits. More than that, I was a strange child surrounded by much older siblings and exposed to Devo and Monty Python far too young. Mum could tell you the story of how I was a fussy eater and the only way she could get me to eat spaghetti was on a towel on the floor under a beach umbrella. I don’t know why this appealed to me but perhaps it had to do with the 1977 Hawaiian sunset wall mural in the living room. It only worked for spaghetti apparently, but it’s proof that at an early age, home decor and my imagination were inextricably linked. The seed was planted like so many Chia-pets of the era, but unlike the clay trolls who sprouted hair within days, my seed would lay dormant for decades. Read more
One of the most important aspects of the film and Di’s challenge is our attempt to answer some very complicated and multi-faceted questions. Just for instance– the word style. Now there is a slippery and dangerous word.
This past weekend, I picked up two of my favourite magazines: Glamour and Marie Claire. I like these two magazines because while they have the fashion and beauty I require, they also have inspiring stories and talk about issues for women all over the world. I was a little disappointed to discover that the January issue of both magazines had at least one Kardashian on the cover but I’ve moved past that.
So while I was flipping through Glamour, I came across an article about models and shoes. Now, this wasn’t your usual article about shoes, this was about TOMS. TOMS Shoes was created by Blake Mycoskie and the idea is that for every pair of shoes purchased, the company will give a pair of shoes to a child in need- One for One. These shoes help to prevent diseases transmitted through soil, protect children’s feet from cuts and sores and even allow children to attend school (shoes are often a required part of a school uniform).
This is a series of images created by Clive Branson–a talented and innovative photographer and long time creative partner of Di’s. An arresting mix of Di’s actual X-rays and conventional photographs, it highlight Di’s unique skeletal structure.