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Because I’m nothing if not a monumental messer, I’ve taken a break from the movie writing nonsense to focus on something much more meaningful – a countdown of the best outfits of the year. For a couple of reasons:
- I love lists.
- I love clothes.
- Sometimes people wear capes and I think we need to acknowledge that.
Here are some highlights:
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- Andra
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- Bel
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- Naomie
All In A Day’s Work
Posted on: July 4, 2011
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GRACE JONES
GRACE KELLY
KELLY JONES
You’re welcome.
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image by Reena Makwana
This weekend sees the International Alternative Press Festival 2011 at Conway Hall, 25 Red Lion Square, WC1R 4RL, London Town, and Nest Gallery will be selling a number of zines and artworks tomorrow, Sunday 29th May, 10am-4pm.
I am very excited to be taking part with a sequel to my last zine (Wonderful Creatures And How To Kill Them) entitled More Amazing Creatures And Further Ways To Kill Them. The eagle-eyed amongst you will note that I forgot the name of my own zine when making the follow-up. Find out new ways to ensure the permanant annihilation of such critters as the Daddy Long Legs, the Hippopotamus and the Urban Fox. Get them before they get you.
BUT WAIT THERE’S MORE
The Nest table will also feature the beauteous work of some incredibly talented artists such as Anna Lincoln, Emily and Anne, Siobhan O’Brien, Rebecca Strickson, Bella Szyszkowska, Alice Marwick, Emily Howells and Reena Makwana.
Nest is an all-female collective of exciting artists (and the odd munchkin such as myself) and always has something unique and beautiful to share, so be a mensch and get yourselves down to see Nest and all the other exciting artists.
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Finally, in the fading days of February, the dust has settled well enough for me to reminisce about 31st October. I love Halloween without rhyme or reason. It tingles with memories of the first proper time off since coming back to school, shops full of black and orange tacky cardboard accessories, and bowls full of monkey nuts, even though nobody ate them. We lived in a house with a big shadowy garden, surrounded by huge evergreen trees, our forest, casting strange shapes, becoming unfamiliar and suitably spooky after 9pm. Racing around the strange perimeter, burning fingertips with a sparkler, dressed as a witch, usually. (How things have changed.)
More recent Halloweens have involved less time off, more alcohol, and equal amount of themed sweets. I also enjoy using the term “ghosties”. On Halloween evening, it’s best to find yourself on the upper deck of a bus through London, watching the mentalists and ghouls in costumes wandering the streets below (though I suspect you’d see it any day of the year, around Shoreditch, most likely). I don’t really like dressing up, and yet I have a compulsion. For an event I love, I need to celebrate with the whole of my heart. However, in past years, my plans have been thwarted by circumstance – work, lack of suitable plans, cold feet… Here are some costumes that might have been:
1. Unicorn
Yes, I’m still bitching about this.
2. Rosie the Riveter
An eternal symbol of female strength and gender equality, not to mention looking pretty natty in the headscarf. But can you cope with an evening of pulling the same gun-flexing pose all evening?
3. Low-era Bowie
It seems that once you hit 16, your costume is supposed to be less traditional and more sexy/scary. A sunken-cheeked, heroin-eyed, beautiful and damned apparition, the Thin White Duke balances androgyne sexuality with an eerie gaze deep into the abyss.
4. Molly Ringwald in The Breakfast Club
Because there’s nothing more terrifying than a bitchy rich girl with issues. (See also: Winona Ryder in Heathers)
5. The green Beatnik alien from this Pan’s People video
Two things: I have the Monster Mash on my ipod year round, and Pan’s People were fucking mental.
Of course, it’s never too early to start planning this year’s Halloween extravaganza. In the past, I have made the mistake of going too obscure (hence my Louise Brooks costume being transposed into Kelly Osbourne), so this year I’m going mainstream…
Lichtenstein!
Columbo!
This…thing!
A Dalliance With Dali
Posted on: February 14, 2011
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As a young man, [Salvador Dali] was totally asexual, and forever making fun of friends who fell in love or ran after women – until the day he lost his virginity to Gala & wrote me a 6-page letter detailing, in his own inimitable way, the pleasures of carnal love. (Gala’s the only woman he ever really made love to. Of course, he’s seduced many, particularly American heiresses; but those seductions usually entailed stripping them naked in his apartment, frying a couple of eggs, putting them on the woman’s shoulders, and, without a word, showing them to the door.)
— from “My Last Sigh” by Luis Buñuel.
Recognition, at last.
Posted on: November 14, 2010
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On last week’s edition of excellent nonsense 5 Live show/podcast 7 Day Sunday, beautifully coifed manchild and reverse progeria sufferer Chris Addison made reference to the uncanny resemblence between Tory Education Minister and all round Tory prick Michael Gove and beloved children’s character Pob. This is a similarity previously pointed out by my good self here. I can only assume this is infallible proof that beloved children’s character Chris Addison is a regular reader of this blog. So I would like to extend my warmest greetings to him. Hello, Chris. Big fan. You have good hair but you need to eat a sandwich.
And of course, if any other readers, relatively-famous satirists or otherwise, would like me to say hello to them in a future entry, after describing them in excessive and slightly offensive adjectives, do let me know. I am nothing but a tool of the masses.
