Friday, May 9, 2008

Are you F*CKING kidding me?


If you so happen to be a member on the chronic epidemic of today's computer-savvy youth, which calls itself facebook, then you undeniably, absolutely must take a look at this:
A group on facebook, entitled "Fuck weighing 3 digits," describes itself as...quote - -
"This is a group designed to those of us who wish to be under 100 pounds. Being 80 lbs IS sexy, and skeletons are beautiful! One in 5 of us have an eating disorder, and no, it is NOT a problem!" - - unquote.
Idolizing Nicole Ritchie and stating remarks such as 'Don't worry Nicole, you'll lose that extra ten pounds,' and discussing purging on the infamous wall, this group is a meeting place for insane little girls who have no concept on what 'beautiful' truly means.
So, ya, this is supposed to be a fashion blog. But, once in a while, when something catches my attention, it simply can't be ignored. It is wrong to say that all 'skinny' people have an eating disorder, yes. It is wrong to believe that all models force their tiny bodies to look that way. Some figures are naturally that small. Key word there: naturally. Natural is not only beautiful, but healthy! People with eating disorders aren't exactly glowing, exuding beauty. Everyone in existance has a natural form. Embrace it. Eat healthy. Eat regularly. Indulge in some physical activity every now and again. Be beautiful.

DON'T tell my BOOKER.

SEX. DRUGS. ROCK n ROLL. In the land of pretty little things, sometimes life just ain't all that pretty. Not to say that its all out of a fashion horror film, but in the dark crevices of the world of fashion, evil is lurking.

Imagine a fairytale land where fifteen year old girls live 'happily ever after' in model apartments across the ocean and have druglords for agents. Well, in one particular case anyway. And where boys sleep with bookers in order to maintain mutual co-operation. This, my friends, is not fiction; it is fashion, through the eyes of babes not yet old enough to know how to do their own laundry.

Closer to home, yet still far enough off into the distance, models were sent in for a certain fashion week from a rather not-so-well-off country to prance the catwalk for a lesser price than the homegrown talent. Word on the street is that they were then disposed of to gentlemen callers for a little one-on-one private viewing, if you know what i mean.

Whether its wrong, or very wrong, being lucky enough to have been brought up in North America, I don't know if I am able to answer or fully understand that question. Without knowing the history of where these girls are coming from, perhaps being a fashion 'whore' in a place such as New York City doesn't seem all that bad to them.

One thing I do know is where there's bad, there's that much more good and it's more than possible to have a positive career in this chaotic business in which we call fashion. Just be aware of those dark crevices.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Age ain't nothin' but a Number



A far cry from the truth in the cut-throat world of modelling. Since the beginning of time, women have lied, or stretched the truth if you will, when it comes to the age factor. So, why is it so difficult for a model once they leave their teens behind?

A model can make it to twenty-five bending the truth, and beyond that if they have a miraculous face cream. But even though they may still appear to have that certain youthful je ne c'est quoi, once the cat's out of the bag, the bookings seem to disappear into thin air.

With girls as young as thirteen prowling the runways, where do the seasoned girls fit in? Although it may be a very likely scenario that the regular clients will still book that 'elderly' girl, it eventually becomes more and more difficult for the more sophisticated, numerically-challenged model to book gigs.

So, what is the moral of the story you ask? Point being, models should always have that back-up profession stored away somewhere safe so its ready to be put in place at any given moment. You know, that dream job that we all fantasized about when we were little kids. Come on, being a runway model wasn't at the top of the list at age five.