Jimmy Choo sells coffee sleeves.
Photo: Getty Images/Courtesy of Jimmy Choo
Ahahhahah, guess how many times I cracked my knuckles and stretched my neck before hunkering down to write THIS sucker. Look it, it is not news to me that rich people do reprehensibly dumb things. Case in point: I (along with my pal Anderson Cooper) strongly dislike the $39,000 alligator backpack that Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen released on The Row earlier this year.
Also, this article in Business Insider that talks about "The Most Expensive Watches..." etc., etc., bums me out. The nut of which is this Patek Phillipe Sky Moon Tourbillon 5002P that costs $1.5 million, has a leather band, tracks celestial movement, and has 686 parts, some of which are microscopic. UM. A metal watch part that's microscopic? They have another word for that, it's called GLITTER.
That said, the thing that most goads me into full-tilt vitriolic blindrage is this reality-insulting, EMBOSSED MOCK CROC COFFEE COZY by Jimmy Choo that costs (in this horrifying economic climate) $165 (there are TWO kinds too!). WHO IS THIS FOR? What style-blind mail order child-bride of an oligarch or despot would want this thing? Sure, you could be all, well it is eco-friendly and to those people I say, "ZOMG, STOP TAAAAALKING" because they obviously know nothing about what it takes to piece-dye leather and emboss that ish to look sorta/kinda like an aquatic reptile in the most unfortunate drag. Another very pressing question: Does anyone at this company handle their own drinks? Why would anyone ever take leather and put it so close to an unreliable plastic lid for a container filled with liquid? Who green-lit this? TELL ME, I WANT NAMES.
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2NE1 sits down with MTV Style after their first U.S. performance.
Yesterday marked the first U.S. performance of K-Pop girl group 2NE1 (pronounced either "To Anyone" or "Twenty-one"). For anyone who missed MTV Iggy's Best New Band livestream or are unfamiliar with the four-member outfit from South Korea--CL, Park Bom, Dara, and Minzy--you can read all about them on this gloriously exhaustive write-up but for the rest of you...ZOMG, YOU GUYS! THE CONCERT WAS SOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOD.
First of all, the line for the show which began at 4 p.m. ET was out of control by 10 a.m. and since the Best Buy theater in Times Square is, like, a yard-and-a-half away from MTV, every time 2NE1's exuberant fanbase (known as Blackjacks) cheered, our office windows would shake. And, yeah, hi, we're on the 17th floor. So you can imagine the excitement when the ladies (clad in varying iterations of scarlet military uniforms with gold metal armor panels) stormed the stage. There was so much screaming you could feel the reverberations on your ribcage.
It's got to be stressful knowing you'll be photographed every moment of your waking life. Some celebrities respond to the pressure by giving in to comfort, taking back their lives, and being relegated to "Stars They're Just Like Us" columns of tabloids by near-exclusively wearing jeans, cashmere wraps, and Uggs while schlepping around Best Buy bags. Others swing violently to the other, battier side of the spectrum, upping the ante each time to dip themselves in progressively bananas ensembles, and and it's to those folks that we clink our drinks and tip our hats because they actually give us something to talk about. So in celebration of head-to-toe candy raver outfits, zip-up down-filled cactus cowls, rabid blood-dipped bird head ornaments, and wearing a big-ass sheet to the Met gala, we bring you The Most Outrageous Outfits of 2011.
ANNA DELLO RUSSO IN A SQUAWKING SWAN HEADPIECE
Anna Dello Russo at the Irreverent Dinner hosted by Carine Roitfeld on Oct. 4, 2011, in Paris, France.
Anna Dello Russo is the editor-at-large at Vogue Nippon and one of our favorites for obvious reasons. Look it, this bish is out of her treeeeee! While I didn't necessarily love this taxidermied lunatic bird mere weeks before on the runway at Giles Deacon during London Fashion Week (in fact, it topped my list of WTF Headgear From London Fashion Week) this ruffled avian flu bomb appearing atop an equally scrawny, akimbo-armed Anna sorta made my day. It's hilarious. It honestly looks like some couture-wearing parasitic insect laid an egg in the swan and now Anna, its merciless offspring clawing out of its underbelly with a triumphant, s***-eating grin and $1,200 shoes. It's fantastic.
Edward and Bella at the altar.
Photo: Courtesy of Summit Entertainment
Michael Wilkinson graduated from the National Institute of Dramatic Arts in Sydney, Australia. He is wildly entertaining, talented, gracious and a delight to interview on the subject of—WAIT FOR IT—'Breaking Dawn' (*HEAD SPLOOOODE*) because he is the dude tasked with costume designing not only B.D. one but B.D. two, too (that’s what we insiders call it *brushes dirt off shoulders*).
Before we move onto discussing the sartorial majesty of what may be the MOST SIGNIFICANT CINEMATIC EVENT since 'Twilight: Eclipse,' I’d like to take a sidebar to address Mr. Wilkinson’s curriculum vitae leading up to this moment. YOU GUYS, he worked on 'Party Monster', 'Romeo + Juliet', '300' (for which he won a glut of awards [DESERVEDLY #teamfassbender]), 'Watchmen,' 'American Splendor' (R.I.P. Harvey Pekar), and he’s also working on the Zack Snyder Superman reboot, 'Man of Steel.' Yeah, basically, he’s the best.
In the impending interview, Michael spilled about which designers he worked with for the second-to-last film of the franchise, Robert Pattinson's shorts phobia, Kristen Stewart's enviably taut physique, and teased how GLORIOUS all those vampire capes will look in the spectacular battle scene in the final installment of this face-meltingly incredible saga. I AM RUNNING OUT OF EFFUSIVE ADJECTIVES.
Hey readers, how was Thanksgiving? Awesome? Was the awesomeness contingent upon the fact that you ate like a greedy food monster where the only breaks you took from chewing and peristalsis were NAPS because your body had to physically prevent you from further packing punishing amounts of pie into your already disgusto engorged body because that's how people die? Yeah, me too. Except switch out "pie" for steak, cocktails, scallops, AND pie and that's about where I'm at. There's pressure behind my eyeballs I'm so full. Still.
Some of you may jump on a raw food diet or juice fast or master cleanse this week, and I think that's marvelous because I have read about that type of gumption in books, BUT one thing all of us can do this week is not add insult to injury and continue to pretend that eating is a competition and the one sport that you're good at. Pack a healthful option for lunch; I did it wrong today and ate a weird amount of potato so tomorrow I shall turn over a new leaf.
AS IN SALAD.
A-Morir by Kerin Rose spike moto gloves.
Photo: Courtesy of Barneys
YOU GUYS. The Lady Gaga Workshop at Barneys opens TONIGHT. For those of you who have been checking out the countdown, you will notice that the final Gaga goodie is a leather glove made by none other than MTV Style pal and frequent Nicola Formichetti/Haus of Gaga collaborator, Kerin Rose. Kerin makes a painfully gorgeous, super sparkly eyewear collection dubbed A-Morir By Kerin Rose but she also custom makes masks, teacups, spiked hoodies, jewelry, and basically a litany of other wonderfully crafted works of art that make you feel like opposable thumbs and fine motor skills were wasted on you.
We caught up with the flame-tressed designer to chat about how long she's been in cahoots with the Gaga x Barneys project, what you can expect to see at the pop up shop's unveiling, and why you don't have to be racked with guilt should you drop a highly irresponsible amount of cash buying heaps of presents from this particular spot.
Hostess Selena Gomez attends the 2011 MTV EMA on Nov. 6, 2011, in Belfast, Northern Ireland.
Photo: Kevin Mazur/WireImage
Sigh. Isn't she LOVELY? If you had any doubt in your mind that Selena Gomez wasn't an absolute dynamo, look no further than the incredible hosting job that the double-threat positively NAILED at the 2011 EMA in Belfast. She stunned on the "pink carpet" in a white, feather-filigree, Marchesa confection and flitted effortlessly between a retro '70s backless, red sequined onesie to high-waisted sailor shorts and a pique polo to drive a golf ball into the crowd, shimmied into a purple romper, set fire to the stage in a blaze of pyro and a printed maxi skirt and. So. Much. More.
Dizzying really. Let's gallivant through all NINE ensembles and count the very many ways in which Justin Bieber is a SUPER lucky dude...
A still from Beyoncé's "Party" music video.
Photo: Courtesy of Columbia Records
Good Lord, Beyoncé's just making the rest of the human race look lazy and inert as hell. Um, seriously with this DELUGE of videos lately? Not that we thought for a moment that Ms. Bey would take building Shawn Corey Carter's family in her baby cave as some ticket to kick it but wow if she isn't on a serious roll. Let's see, "Love On Top" came out a scant week or so ago and "Countdown" was released earlier this month. NUTS.
The thing about "Party" that's so inviting is that it's all about summerfuntimes, cookouts, pools, drinking suspicious concoctions in iced tea glasses in trailer homes (that you enjoy the luxury of leaving), chilling with SUPERCUTE girlfriends, and the hook is SO anthem-y "We like to party, ay, ay etc., etc." that it almost (ALMOST) makes you feel like it's not cold as cripes outside and about to be winter for SIX. MORE. MONTHS.
So, yeah, we love how evocative all this al fresco flouncing is, plus, we REALLY love the fashnerd Easter egg that Beyoncé (again, as if in a concerted attempt to make the rest of us look like complete layabouts) totally shot a Dazed & Confused cover shoot and editorial ON THE SET of this video and that issue dropped in June. Anyway, the styling in that issue was BANONKERS and the same can be said of this video, which has a majillion fetching ensembles. Let us get up in them.
Drake arrives to celebrate his birthday in a sadface blouse at Tao on Oct. 22, 2011, in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Happy Birthday, Drake! You are 25 today. And super talented in many aspects. You are an actor! A recording artist! A proud Canadian! Nothing gives us more joy than when you and Nicki Minaj pretend to be married and desperately in love in that way that none of us will be surprised when you get secret-hitched next year but don't tell any of us until four years from now! We adore it all. There's really just one thing that even remotely rubs us the wrong way, not like, painful ointment-requiring chafing but just a wee, tiny, nagging rawness around the areolae that has to do with that *points* rather surprising garment draped over your arms and torso. Drake, pal, what's with the shirt?
We got these for $Free.
Photo: Gabe Saporta's Twitpic & Justin Bieber's Instagram
On the left you have a super-cute image of Justin Bieber and Cobra Starship frontman (and perennial sharp dresser [SIDEBAR: let us revisit his criminally beautiful suiting from this past VMAs because I saw it IRL and it was amazing]) Gabe Saporta, wherein the two handsome lads are preening for the camera in a black tee and wooly, graphic ski hat and a contrast placket chambray (potentially reversible) button-down shirt, respectively.
On the right, you have a moody shot of the Biebz, again clad in his signature black tee and jeans, and if you're in the business of feeding the internet, scouring the maddeningly expansive reaches of the information superhighway DAILY for fashnugs like Justin wearing a hat or Dolce & Gabbana glasses, you probably recognize these shots because they're from Gabe's Twitter and JB's Instagram feed. Which is why it's eyebrow-raising and oddball that they're for sale on SplashNews and cited as sourced from "Justin Bieber's private album in Argentina." WHUTT?