The well dressed truth: how to be a successful model

I’ve recently read many interesting articles on how to become a good model in SL™ and, despite they’re all highlighting some important details of this job, I believe all of them miss some crucial points. 

The *Posh Pride* team is proud to fill up this shameful hole in the metaverse information, listing here all you really need to be a successful model in SL™.

1) be sure to have a background in the stripping entertainment industry

2) don’t bother about your sense of fashion and your look: pay a stilyst for a full makeover and let her/him decide your own style before your first casting

3) if you can’t afford it, go and buy a Minnu skin, buy a KMADD shape, read the fashion feed and pick up a couple of outfits everyone is blogging about – don’t even dare thinking about having a look around for unusual shops, that’s for loosers

4) you’d better be engaged with someone who is already a famous model, a famous designer, a famous-whatever in the fashion industry

5) run your own business: design clothes, furniture… or, at least, shapes! Come on, everybody can make shapes. 

6) if you really can’t do anything at all, you must be hired by a famous designer and work for him/her as a store manager or a marketing director. You can start as an instore model, maybe, but remember that cleaning the windows doesn’t count

7) a designer must admire you enough to name clothes after you

8 ) you must be a fashion blogger, a journalist, or, better, own and run your own magazine: you’ll be hired hoping to get some free publicity in exchange and you’ll likely be the last minute selected contestant in any pageant

9) always say you’re “too busy” (and consider wearing a tag that says you’re afk): photoshootings, tons of photoshootings, hours and hours of fitting before a show, and, of course, as any respectable Upper East Side Lions Club member, charity events

10) have Frolic Mills in your friend list: don’t ask for details, just smile and friend him

11) pay random visits to Shoppingcartdisco.com and leave nasty messages claiming “Tenshi, this is your usual personal vendetta!” (again, don’t ask for details, just do it)

12) forget about “sense of humour” – this overestimated feature – and get angry after reading this post. 

Six Degrees of Separation

Dear… Who by the way?… No matter.

*Posh Pride*’s statistics have just exploded after the publication of the last post “Paper Couture=No Future!”, that’s why Cayce and I simply decided to come out on strike.

What do you think readers?! You imagine only because you suddenly are thousands to read us we have to feel a kind of pressure?

No way: we’re too lazy and my brain almost dissolved by writing the PC post. I had to keep it in the fridge for a while, feeding it with the worse trashy sl newspapers, and moulding it again with my own hands before being able to use it. That’s why for this new post, I decided to return to the basics with a classical style’s description… But don’t worry: in French theatre we’re in used to say we must “leave the audience to a frustration’s feeling”… In a less fake intellectual way, we could call that a cliffhanger. As a consequence, just know if you’re frustrated enough by the three or five posts which will follow, you’ll be more surprised and pleased to realize later we have a lot of hot news and gossips in reserve…

But let’s speak about my today look. I’ll be short because I know you all think my posts are always too long, and it’s a real pain for “fashionistasses” to be focused during more than 87 words (age of Coco Chanel when she died. God bless this bitch!)… And I’m already beyond this limit!

I was invited by my worse enemy, Carla, to teach a teenagers’ group some tricks about fashion and rules of “savoir-vivre”. She begged me something like: “I know you’re french and intolerant but please don’t make bad jokes about their bad skins: they are in a spotty age, as you know…” Of course I did not precise I don’t: I never had such a problem: I was frozen by my parents from 13 to 21 years old. Thanks mum & dad… She also added: “Try to forget your *Posh Pride* tag for some hours: treat each one of them as an equal; speak to these kids as if you were level with them”…

Well well well… First of all, I wanted to make these young beings understand that seeing and listening to me was a precious present. Therefore I chose to wear several items with delicate ribbons and bows to personify a gift wrapping everybody would love to unwrap (diamond bow earrings, mirror wrapped by a ribbon for the necklace, bows on the sleeves…). Secondly, as I knew I would hardly enforce myself not to make any remark about their faces devastated by acne, I put on a polka dot skirt to express my compassion… And eventually as it would have just killed me to simply keep my posh mouth shut, I decided to wear the higher hair I could find in my inventory, just to let them know there will always be at least six degrees of separation between them and me the diva…

You’ll notice the colour and the shape of the crazy high bun (something between Marge Simpson and an atomic mushroom) perfectly remind the golden dots of the skirt, and so does the small round mirror of the necklace… Yes, details are a question of life and death.

“That’s all”. Oh no ! I need all the posh sl fashionable people to demonstrate so that our blog can be linked in Fashion World of SL !!! Thank for us which means for yourself as wel…

Hair: Ghost in pale brow by Coif

Skin: Naomie skin in gold by *REDGRAVE*

Top: Shirt from the Claire Black outfit by LBD

Skirt: Gold dot skirt by Creamshop

Socks: Over the knees socks by LicoLico

Shoes: Mary Geos in cream by Shiny Things

Earrings: Diamond bow earrings by Paper Couture

Necklace: Heirloom pendant by Paper Couture

Nails: Naked french nail gloves by Nevermore

Bag: The blossom bag in black by Paper Couture

Paper Couture = No Future!

What happened to the Lus?

This is the first question which will occur to a sane mind at the first sight of their new collection. The second will be: is it Carnival? And the third: Do they know the nobility was beheaded during the Révolution Française?

Another subsidiary question would be: How many times a week should I water my dresses so that they don’t fade too fast?

After some seconds of circumspection, I came to these both conclusions:

1- The famous sis’ have forgotten to take their pills for too long, and they just become more insane than they already were (if possible).

2- The famous sis’ just gave us a new proof of their iconoclastic talent.

By following the conclusion number 1, I’ll have to admit this spring 08 collection more than being almost unwearable simply can’t be worn. Too many flowers, too many ribbons, too many nets, too many pastel tons; too many puffy effects kills the puffy effects! Standing at Tableau’s store, I had the sensation to look at the shop window of a giant confectionery selling indecently calorific cakes made of chemical ingredients. “Where are the toilets, please?!”

Paper Couture = No Future, because playing with ancient codes and references the Lu sisters just forgot they were supposed to create fashion. They don’t make the trend anymore; they tried to recycle an out-of-date vogue but just created a conservative and ridiculous style far from actual fashion’s interests.

Who is the fashionista who will sacrifice her dignity to look like the fourth flower in the seventh row starting from the left in a bunch of other hysterical roses attending a show? Who is the model who will be lost enough to disguise herself as a fake Marie-Antoinette stripper combined with a Belle Époque girl next door?

A priori the answer is this fashionista doesn’t exist… But simply imagine you have a doubt, or worse: simply imagine you could be this girl!

Then you have to agree with the conclusion number 2!

The truth is, as a real fashion bitch, I could wear almost all the new PC creations. Are the Lus laughing at all the girls who will wear their crazy stuff only because they’re under PC brand? I sincerely don’t care! If they had created this new collection for this simple reason, this would be already the stamp of a humorous and sassy genius. But what could make of this collection a master piece of their work is this new line seems to tell us: Open your eyes! Fashion is a lie, Fashion does not exist, and Fashion has no time. It’s just a circle of repetitions, of recycling. What is out today was in yesterday ; what is in today will be out tomorrow before people have a new crush on it, led by some designers’ wills…

So yes, Paper Couture = No Future but like the Punks were as well: they break the line, take the trend against the current, and revisit some pictures from the past to update them using surprising combinations, shapes, or both. Each outfit presents this little or more obvious “touch” which makes it totally original, not standardized, different, in three words: totally Paper Couture.

It’s true most of the clothes are hardly wearable, but they enforce the silly brainless models we are to be creative as well: you can’t wear this new collection without a little bit of character. You need humour, you have to be self confident enough but with some distance on yourself too; you can’t be dressed in PC without a bit of attitude and/or self-derision. And if it’s not a fashion challenge, what is it?!

Of course, this conclusion number 2 can’t erase some terrible fashion faux-pas: “Dirt in my Palm”, “Broken Arm against Rock, caught in the Currents” and “Ricepaper Puff” are and will be forever examples of what you should wear if you plan to attend a tupperware meeting with fat-ugly-desperate-old housewives. “Spring Awakening” is a great alternative if you don’t have any rug and want your guests to wipe their feet when they enter your house. And “There are Dots in the Blood” is a good way to compete with the pityful clown hired by your best friend to animate her stupid girl’s birthday. But nobody’s perfect, and The Lus are far to be. Or if they are, this is only as the perfect reflection of a gorgeous lover: a Love/Hate relationship. The man I would love with no condition is the one I could slap and kiss right after. I think Paper Couture inspires me the same feelings…

On the right, the fabulous amazing pure beauty Cayce Newell is wearing the “Dancing Bears” outfit, or in other words, the “how to sweat under your fur when sun is high and swimwear is in the rule” outfit. (shoes : Carat 20 by Schmooz Shoes)

On the left, I’m myself wearing the “Romantic Soliloquy”, or if you prefer the “how to look like a noble whore waiting for the assault” outfit. (shoes : Chichi Pumps in cream by Maitreya)

French is not dead !

Some hours, days ,years or ages ago (I don’t remember) I was in another boring fashion show, yawning while B* a « friend » of mine (we’re all supposed to be friends, right ?) and famous model of sl was speaking about her last shopping session in Glam world… How original… She only caught my attention whe she congratulated me about my new outfit and asked me : “Vyckie darling, why do you almost never wear an entire outfit ? Why are you always mixing clothes from different designers?” I was about to retort:”Use your imagination, silly model” when I realized she has none. I did not yield to my impulses then, and enforced myself to answer in a polite smile : “Because I have imagination” (which could make her understand she has none as I just said, but without directly express it : I love opened meanings). But seeing her trouble I immediately added : “and I got time to loose“. She seemed to relax again and I almost bit my tongue to keep the words “mixing clothes is the minimum a model should do” inside my mouth… remember she’s a fame of modeling and I don’t want to argue with girls unable to think.

Right after the show, I came back home and decided to write a post using an entire outfit, with no mix (for once) to prove that this “friend” was wrong. I had a business meeting the day after, so I decided to put on the Regina outfit by Savvy? : a very feminine business skirt-suit in a beautiful “bleu-roi” and white… I added simple deep blue high heels and was supposed to be ready to go and write this post but I felt uncomfortable… I needed to add some accessories, not a big mix, but at least something to make this outfit more interesting and personal.

Blue, White… Red of course ! You all know I’m a Parisienne and France needs some good advert since we have our terrible-fake bling-bling-President… I had my outfit and my theme : French is not dead !

This is not because Nicolas is the worse incarnation of intellect, honesty, and style, that you must think French people are lost… I put on my amazing red-leather boots by *Redgrave*, I encircled my delicate waist with the fat belt by CaLLie CLine in the same bright red, and I took the Frivolity bag in crimson by Paper Couture. As jewelleries, I chose sobriety with the Claris pearl earrings in silver by Muse and the Solitaire uni-silver by Earthtone… Hair ? A short pony tail with the Natasha hair in licorice by >FD Hair< for a young but classic effect. Last but not least, I covered my right shoulder with the faux fur blood fox stole by Chapeau Très Mignon : a perfect final touch to break the severe line of the business outfit with a classy and glamorous must have.

Posh, French & Proud.

Purple sparkle

I hate April Fools’ Day. After reading this my mind has been running and running, thinking about how Coca-Cola could join Pepsi and Microsoft join Apple to stay all together under the same happy flag, and I was ready to make an important announcement:

Cayce and Vyktor are glad to announce that from now on we’re going to model, write and teach under the alt Posh Armidi. We will be able to express our own individuality and unique style within the style boundaries set by Armidi. We promise we’ll behave, water Juju’s flowers twice a day and feed Wilma’s babies while she’s designing. We’re already forgetting about our old identities and we’ll soon move in a place between Paris and Milan (probably Lausanne, Switzerland), where we’ll share a cozy apartment with one name only on the door and from which we’ll make runway shows with four hands on the keyboard. At our request, for contractual reasons, this post can’t be linked from the Armidi blog and the Armidi people can’t make any statement on this partnership.  

 

Then I soon found out it was just an April Fools’ joke. And I realized it was much better to go back to work, be serious and think of fashion… until it all comes true. 

I’ve been seriously doubtful about posting this outfit, since these days the colour I enjoy the most is grey and this mix seems “way too much”. But when I touch the unwearability I feel I’ve finally understood the name and title of this blog. This outfit is for the working city girl who can dare pop up in her office with a cup of coffee in her hand and showing a colourful purple mix, heedless of the danger of looking eccentric: she’s smart, she knows that and she freely expresses her creativity and taste, head to toe. 

 

Hair: Cate in licorice by >FD

Sunglasses: Jetgloss by ::suite17::

Earring: Feather and shell earring in mauve magie by !BF! Boing Fromage

Necklace (not visible in the photos): Chunky heart necklace by Miam Miam

Sweater: Hunting Season sweater in purple by [MG] Fashion

Pantsuit: Linda highwaist pants (jacket and pants layer) by :bijou:

Tights: Taitsu tights in blue (underpants layer) by :seu:

Legwarmers: Sculpted socks in deep purple by Maitreya

Shoes: Chichi in Fuchsia by Maitreya

Bag: Lucky horseshoe in purple by Barerose