Fashion for Revenge!

November 19, 2009

Dear « messengers of peace » readers,

Please let me open your innocent eyes to introduce this post: If you’ve always thought Second Life was a world exempt from any kind of violence and aggressiveness, a world where people would be able to communicate and share their space with no prejudice and no bad intentions, a dream world then, let me tell you that maybe your real name is Laura Ingalls Walder (from Little House on the Prairie) or that you must immediately stop taking your anti-depressants (Don’t be ashamed! French people are one of the first consumers of these pills in the world, so if we can deal with this addiction, why couldn’t you?).

Yes, Second Life just like the real one is the place where all aggressions are possible! I won’t talk here about the way our fashionable eyes can be hurt seeing an avatar who wears the proof of its terrible bad taste on its shoulders. I won’t explain how some fashion faux-pas can wound a sensitive SL soul forever. I won’t demonstrate against some designers worse than the H1N1 flu trying to contaminate our wardrobes with the ugliest clothes ever imagined. No, I just want to talk about a stupid, basic, even not original case of aggression. Read the rest of this entry »

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To be (out of) or not to be

September 23, 2009

Autumn takes all except Paper Couture 3 copie

Dear I don’t know who,

One thing to learn: Never mistake « being out of fashion » for « being out of season ». You’ll understand my point of you later.

When I came back to SL some weeks ago, I was strongly determined to be a simple- normal-anonymous SL being with no boring and demanding modeling agreement, ready to stop wasting my precious time blogging or flickering or gossiping, and the more important resolved to treat myself for my unreasonable shopping addiction. My first logical move was consequently to visit the Lus’ store and… to spend linden.

Back and lost already. Read the rest of this entry »

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

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)