Photo: Courtesy of Frankie Sharp/Paper Magazine
For those MTV Stylers who don't live in Manhattan and/or just don't have the downtown scoop, you can thank us right here, right now. Meet Frankie Sharp, the reigning prince of the debauchery guaranteed nightlife below 14th Street. His bananas bash (Westgay) at former strip-club (Westway), which has garnered a ‘The New York Times’ feature/a ‘Paper’ Magazine Nightlife Award, is seriously everythiiiiing. Reason #1: those gorge booty-bouncing go-go boys who, I must confess, I've hit on each and every week. Hates gon hate. *Hair flip* Also, AMAZING NEWSFLASH: just a few weeks ago, Mr. Sharp kicked off what might just be an even wilder party (!!!), “Frankie Sharp’s ‘Friday’ at Santo's Party House,” which already boasts killer performances from our weave whipping-friendly girls Natalia Kills, Brooke Candy and the First Lady of the Ruff Ryders aka EVE (!!!) Oh, and there's this, too: Frankie's vodka-chugging (OKAY MAYBE NOT ALL OF Y’ALL) attendees have included a range of uh-mazing Girl Power-ers like, you know, Lena Dunham, Kirsten Dunst, Carmen Electra aaand dynamite designer divas like Alexander Wang, the Proenza cuties, Prabal Gurung, Nicola Formichetti, Olivier Theyskens, and the freakishly fab like. More impressive than his famous friends = Frankie's head-turning, "you better werrrq!"-inducing numbers. TBH, I dream of one day "borrowing" some (see also: everything!!) of Frankie's Jeremy Scott magical menagerie. But there’s MORE: He’s BFF with Jeremy Scott/has modeled for him/and DJed his NYFW after-party. *Sigh* Alright, here we go...Frankie's Fave Things! ME-WOW!
DJ Yung Skeeter.
Photo: Courtesy of DJ Yung Skeeter
The DJ formerly known as Skeet Skeet, who now goes by Yung Skeeter, a moniker which I highly endorse, is, for a lack of better words/not enough coffee, THE BOMB. Yeah, I went there. How else do you describe the LA-based dude with a penchant for getting the cool kids in a downright tizzy by blasting TLC classics and other immaculate gems? Oh! He’s also Katy Perry’s BFF. He’s toured the world “playin arenas 'n' s***” as the kitten lover’s main spinning machine. NBD or anything. Another fun fact: the last time I kicked it with Skeeter, he was rocking a Cher concert t-shirt. *Faints in traffic, dies* So, I daaaare y’all to come up with a more appropriate adjective for the hottie. Until then, I’m gonna go ahead and stick with "the-bomb-dot-com". Let me also emphasize that the super talented Yung Skeeter is responsible for giving me multiple eargasms, for which I’m quite thankful. Did I also mention we are both wild Sagittarius’ who share the same b-day? There’s that, too. *Hair flip* Today’s a good day at MTV Style, because yep, the best remix-er on the planet (and who I totally believe will be a soon-to-be Grammy Award-winning producer) is today’s Favorite Things-er. Sartorial spoiler alert: He didn’t shout out the aforementioned Cher amazingness of a t-shirt, but he did give love to his Drake bootleg t-shirt, which I’d like to borrow and never return.
Photo: Courtesy of Brooke Candy
The pop goddesses have finally answered my prayers, and have gifted us with the salacious superstar known as Brooke Candy. That's the name she was born with, you guys, which makes me want to see, then frame, BK's family photo albums right now. Anyway, Brooke is like, SUPER HARDCORE, and a breath of fresh, fearless fashion-y air, which I really appreciate. She's got the best braid game since Janet circa Poetic Justice, mixed with a little The Fifth Element realness (that opera-singing alien is an underrated style icon, PS). BK showcases her aforementioned amazing braid weave with her immaculate braid-whipping in Grimes' "Genesis" music vid, which y'all should already know/obsess about. And girl can RAP. See: Candy's very own vid for "Everybody Does" which involves geckos crawling on her hot pink lips and bleached brows. We also share a common hobby of going topless in public, and she’s very candid about her other gig as a stripper. WORK THAT POLE, HONEY. In other words, move over pseudo bad ass pop starlets, Brooke Candy is where it's at. I'm obsessed with her rapid-fire in-yo-face lyrics but they're borderline NSFW, so, instead of quoting them, I'll just leave y'all with Favorite Things: Brooke Candy edish. Oh, I need those platformed Adidas in a size 11 btw.
Photo: Sam Bayliss
*Carrie Bradshaw voice* In New York City, calling yourself a DJ is like calling that Canal Street pleather mess on many a shoulder an authentic Alex Wang bag. You may sort of maybe look the part with those sequined headphones under that Kenzo snap-back, but when the curtain opens and the iTunes playlist fades, all will be revealed. *End Carrie Bradshaw voice* Howevs, if you dig a little deeper, and if you nab the lucky golden ticket invite to New York's best kept secret, aka GHE20G0TH1K, then you've definitely experienced runny mascara/body glitter on the steamy vodka-drenched dance floor courtesy of DJ Venus X and her insane bangers. I did just that (and some pelvic thrusts…and on stage…) last Friday evening at Santo's Party House, which is basically a sorority/frat house, but in Chinatown and with a sea of, you know, ghetto-meets-gothic-clad ravers you'll probs see racing in their Timbs to Opening Ceremony for their new 90's DKNY collab/in a Solange music vid/front-row next week at the Hood By Air NYFW show. In short, duh, there's nothing quite like GHE20G0TH1K and its leading lady/reigning downtown princess, Venus X. She’s the real deal, you guys. Oh, and don't even get me started on her style game. Remembs the trendsetter's fluorescent green hair?! SO GOOD. Anyway, in today's favorite things, Miss Venus X spills a slew of sartorial secrets, like her go-to wallet-friendly shopping sprees at Goodwill in Harlem, where she was born-and-raised, and the beauty trick behind getting that perfected sassy chola lewk.
Photo: Courtesy of Jhené Aiko
Okay. You guys. Are you familiar/obsessed with gorgeous songstress Jhené Aiko yet? If not, I've got some news for ya: you will be soon (especially after today's favorite things, #duh). TBH, I could stare at photos of the bananas-ly beautiful singer for days (see also: months) and wonder how a human being's skin could be so amazing. Also, feel free to discuss her fantastic hair. And then there's those soulfully smooth pipes that sort of give me an Aaliyah-in-a-church-choir vibe complete with heart-melting-inducing riffs and the insane ability to make sadness sound so damn sexy. Like, WHUT? How'd you do that, girl? Is it the shimmering synth and bass combo? Decide for yourself AKA check out her recently-released "Mirrors" black-and-white music vid in which Aiko gets her gorgeous Black Swan ballerina on and rocks a serious cat-eye. Can y'all even imagine an Aiko x Frank Ocean moody collab, because I sure can, though I'm not so sure my heart strings could handle all of the lush lovelorn loveliness. Aiko's 2013 full-length release is on its way, but until then, her Sailing Soul(s) mixtape, will get you in the mood for Valentine's Day, which for me will likely = another me, myself and my cat/a carton of Camel Lights kind of time. So fun!!! :'( As for the good news… it's time for another Favorite Things.
Photo: Stephen Garnett
I must confess: I'm straight-ish for Caroline D'Amore. An easy breezy Google image search results in a few pics of Caroline posing it up with a very tan Kardashian or two. But, no shade Kimmy, Caroline is a beauty of many talents. The proof lies in her impressive ressy: She's a model (she’s smized for design goddesses including Stella McCartney and DVF…NBD), she's an in-demand DJ for many an A-Lister party (see: *lil black dress-clad door girl eyes you up, notices unpleasant jeggings* "Sorry, this is, like, a private party, there's like, nothing I can do, kbai…!"), she's an actress (oh hey, she co-starred as MTV homegirl aka Audrina Patridge's lil sis in Sorority Row). But that's not it, you guys. If you kind of remember your Saturday night, you likely got your (unfortunate) dancing-on-ya-own/mascara-running-tequila-tears on courtesy of Caroline's club banger, "Music Man," which, FYI is NUMERO UNO on the Beatport dance charts. You go, gorge gurl. In other words, check out Caroline's favorite things, which, spoiler alert, are all kinds of uh-maze. Also, shout out to Proactiv: we’ve found your new sizzling, super stylish spokesperson. Now send some bottles our way.
Prince Chenoa and Jacob Dekat with Ashley Smith.
Photo: Courtesy of Prince Chenoa and Jacob
I met Prince Chenoa (DJ/creative director/visionary/superstar) and Jacob Dekat (photographer/DJ/model/also, superstar) when I was just a fresh, starry-eyed New York transplant with dreams of majoring in "pop star." But can you seriously blame a gay? I was born-and-bred from the not insanely amazing suburbs of Pittsburgh, after all, and the only thing I knew about rock n' roll was that Chumbawumba jam/my older cousin's Cranberries cassette. Anyway, it was a debauchery-heavy evening (I'm not the only one who still considers 5 a.m. as nighttime, right?) at the late-and-great Beatrice Inn, where an Olsen or two surely chain-smoked in their bohemian best whilst the single bathroom line remained perpetually (and questionably) long. The adorbs duo were perched atop the DJ booth, with Prince rocking his signature bowler hat whilst blasting rock classics, and Jacob getting his Mick Jagger doppleganger on. Seriously, those disheveled locks are a work of art that I'd bid on if I weren't a broke writer. Sigh. Anyway, the boys appreciated my affinity for a good Britney/Spice Girls' concert t-shirt, so we hit it off immediately. Fast forward to the their booming career: first came a grunge-y t-shirt line that boasted famous fans like, you know, RIHANNA; more recently the model fanzine known as Lovecat, which included cover girls Lindsay Lohan, Alisson Mosshart, and Lana Del Rey; and now, their just-launched uber-glossy, meow-tastic major mag known as Galore. Remembs when we gave y'all the fashion-y beans on their first issue featuring the Ellen Von Unwerth-shot cover girl Ashley Smith looking like a young pre-drugs Anna Nicole Smith circa those infamous "Guess" ads? You're welcome. I personally cannot wait for what's up next under the duos' vintage leather sleeves for the killer mag, but I expect amazingness. Until then, check out the reigning downtown it boy duo's favorite fashion-y things.
Photo: Courtesy of Jhameel
I've been crushing on emerging pop singer Jhameel
for a while now. What can I say/blog? I'm a total sucker for a talented bone structure/asymmetrical hair steez/crooning velvety pipes combo. Jhameel also isn't afraid of a little Bowie-esque face-paint and executing an immaculate moonwalk or two, which makes me really feel things/squeal up in the MTV Style HQ to many a cruel side-eye. (You too will def get your squeal on after watching his latest vid for "Shadow of a Man
".) FYI: Jhameel is sort of a big deal in the blogosphere, but don't pigeonhole the cutie as a here today, thank god gone tomorrow annoying internet celeb. His regularly updated YouTube channel is what pop-friendly dreams are made of, specifically his fainting-in-traffic-inducing Frank Ocean cover
and his Stan fave super-inebriated-whilst-STILL-singing-on-key (= talent!!!) vids. Anyway, we got Jhameel to spill the fashion-y beans for today's edish of Favorite Things for which you should be very grateful. Go on… let the obsession begin.
Alexis Krauss of Sleigh Bells shares a few of her favorite things.
Photo: Patrick O'Dell
There's nothing quite like the sound of Sleigh Bells. But I (obviously) prefer the screeching guitars/chaotic drum beats/punk-pop ecstacy-y of an aural explosion that is the Brooklyn-based band rather than those jolly X-Mas noisemakers that Santa's reindeer get down with each holiday season. No offense, Blitzen. Sleigh Bells' killer front-woman, Alexis Krauss, is forseriously everything you've ever desired in your fave rock star, and I’m not just blogging about those rafter-reaching pipes that will make you feel thangs/pop your crowd-surfing cherry. Sartorial spoiler alert: homegirl's got hair-whipping frenzy-appropriate bangs (thx to Volume Powder by Sachajuan), a winning style game (a custom studded leather jacket courtesy of Nicola Formichetti=!!!!) and SO much more, as you'll see in today's very special standing ovation-worthy Favorite Things. Like, PS, have you seen the album artwork for the band's immaculate 'Reign of Terror' LP (see: a pair of paint-splattered classic white-ish Keds which makes me really happy) which is omfg kinds of stylish? I cannot. And let's never forget Krauss crashing fashion blogs worldwide as a result of her recent Obesity & Speed (in which she comes across as the ultimate cheerleader goth) and Sephora (in which she rocks a major cat-eye/a perfectly glossed pout combo) campaigns. Anyway, I really can't deal with attempting to describe all of this perfection, so prepare to obsess/drool/decline many a credit card over the kick ass beauty's favorite fashion-y things (oh, and fave hangover cures/intoxication-friendly karaoke jams)...after the jump!
In the sartorial sea of pop starlets clad in mini-dresses made of deli meat, whipped cream squirting brassieres, and, duh, many an MDMA-y sea punk lewk, there's still hope for the return of the classically badass, pre-Tumblr pop star (see: Madonna circa "Vogue", Janet circa daisy dukes/natural curls/top-free). I promise. And I'm here to tell you why aka I just had to escape the family Christmas dinner for a minute or twenty tbh. Shout out to my cheeky British BFF and Interscope Recording artist Natalia Kills who, fyi, is smize-ing in the dictionary alongside the word “glamazon”. *Snaps gum* With a penchant for vintage Chanel bling/leather form-fitting everythang/a life-changing ponytail (in addition to making my credit card convulse on our spontaneous shopping sprees), the bonafide diva kills it (sry, had to) wherever she goes with her rebellious ways and fashion numbers (see: receiving a ticket for "inappropriate attire" whilst getting her shop on at the Dubai Mall). Expect even more killing it from Kills with the upcoming release of her aptly titled album, Trouble, produced mainly by Jeff Bhasker (whose werk probs made you eargasm from the likes of Lana Del Rey, Beyonce, Kanye, oh my!) and overflowing with demented pop gems/sultry synth-heavy songs that will result in both nightmares and wet dreams. She's multi-talented, you guys. Til then, we here at MTV Style have got y’all a very amazing belated X-Mas pressy...! Our fashion-y friends over at the immaculate blog known as StyleLikeU have given us an exclusive premiere documenting their recent hangout with Kills… in her walk-in drool-inducing closet. *J'Dead* Spoiler Alert: There's a Kills-strutting-in-a-slew-of-Walter-Steiger pumps moment. There's Kills being brilliant whilst dishing about the inspiration behind her amazing new song “Controversy” and album. Oh, and -- get out your iPad -- there's also Kills teaching us common folk ways to be drop dead gorgeous and flaw-free and goddess-like. Did I mention I chit-chatted with NK about her style icons and fancying neoprene? There's that too. Do you feel the sartorial spirit or whuttttt? Our gift to you... after the jump!