26 January 2009

New Semester

...So after about two months on the waiting list, I finally scored the sartorial grail of the year:




Yep, yours truly is now a proud J.Press Patchwork Scarf owner. One caveat: those tassels down at the ends--total shite. I thought my scarf was shedding strings nonstop until I finally realized the knots they were tied in weren't glued or in any way secured, just coming undone as they please. Of course, I'm none too pleased about that, but it's a small hiccup for the great perk of looking fly like the motherChucker himself.

I also ordered the cricket sweater from the last post for Christmas...only to have FedEx fail me by leaving it at the door of my apartment, resulting in its disappearance and a month-long game of tag with FedEx and RL Rugby reps trying to get my money back. As for the Chesterfield coat thing...I decided my two coats from Topman was enough. Maybe another season.

Got most of my tailoring back too...so between here and May it's all about paying off those holiday CC bills...yikes. Apart from that...new roommate, new classes (all Haas...hopefully...no more dancing around semiotics and feminist cultural critiques...), and new focus. Can't complain.

Though my navy blazer's still being worked on, it looks like it's headed for heavy rotation in my wardrobe this spring. RL's S/S show was all back to preppy staples...and for a style rooted in classics, that can only mean one thing:

Lots. and lots. of navy.

This was pretty much the theme for the whole show: navy on the outside, some variation of white with red/blue detailing on the inside. I highly doubt that jacket/sweater vest/shirt combo would function well here on the West Coast though...another reason to value these last couple months of winter chills.

Now, back to marketing/int'l business homework.

18 December 2008

Run Neon Tiger, you've got a lot on your mind...

Finals are a strange time at this university. Yeah, you have to study hardcore to get those A's...but after classes end, it feels like you might as well be on break already. And while myself and everyone I told dreaded the triple-up of exams I had Tuesday, I can honestly say that it was better that way.

Friday the 12th I interviewed for a part-time Research Analyst position right here in town...finally, a chance to test-drive my heavily-altered H&M-made midnight-blue suit of armor. Save for the shoddy mirror...not one missed detail.


Not usually one for live music--most bands' live clips sound like a drunken karaoke version of their album--but the Killers show that same day was probably the most fun I've had in ages. And that's considering the weak seats I probably paid too much for....and the $8 drip of champagne I downed to numb my sciatic pains...point is, what phone-cam photos I did come away with do the place no justice. From the first row to the last, Brandon Flowers made you feel like you were on the stage with him, invincible to the world for those three and a half minutes of a song. Plus I really enjoyed their faux-encore moment--walking off and darkening the stage for about five minutes before coming back out for "Jenny Was a Friend of Mine"--the exact song I was thinking "man, they should've played..." about. Awesome.

10 December 2008

Swatch Villainy

So Quantum of Solace hasn't been getting the kind of love its predecessor received upon its release. Most of the reviews, to my knowledge, have that "good, not great" kind of vibe running through them--something typical to movies that are so hyped and have such a bona-fide pedigree that even if they suck, people just can't bring themselves to hate them.

IMO...the opening scene (but not the intro sequence) was pretty sweet...the indoor rope-swinging in Italy and the overhead shot through the skylight...not to mention Bond's legit shawl-collar cardigan when he visits Mathis, or the topcoat at the end (I'd mention the Tom Ford suits but folks are probably sick of hearing of them by now). But on the other hand, the story's flow just didn't go as smoothly as the first. And while M. Amalric's crutch-less take on the Bond Villain was kind of cool...a balanced sense of outlandishness has always been an integral part of the best ones.

Whatever the movie's misgivings, I thought this merchandise tie-in was particularly interesting. The venerated Swiss watchmaker, Swatch, has released a series of collectible 007 watches; not particularly surprising in itself, since Bond's timepieces have always been objects of envy. Here's the twist: each of these pieces are inspired by one of the key villains from each of the films; some are cartoonish (Baron Samedi's has a super-deformed looking skull on the face), others are a little out of place (I honestly could not figure out what part of Jaws' piece had to do with the character. Other than they both had shiny metal parts).

So, here are a few of the notable examples:

Here's one of the more expensive--and more subtle--examples. As a character, Emilio "No. 2" Largo is definitely part of the classical villains' canon, and his piece does its job of speaking to that while adding a little pizzazz. (see: the SPECTRE logo on one of the dials, the black/white variation referencing his eyepatch and largely b&w wardrobe)








...but if it's Sprezzatura you're going for, you might just be better off with the piece representing The Living Daylights, the first of the two oft-maligned T. Dalton entries. Note: despite what the packaging says, the watch is, in fact, inspired by the film's other bad guy, Joe Don Baker's West Point dropout and militaristic maniac, Brad Whitaker. The character is American, but his lapels sport this very Soviet-esque insignia...which forms the basis of this watch's design.




Now, a word about the chief rep of the series' East Asian nemeses...apart from its admittedly cartoonish moments, Die Another Day did have a lot of fun with the rarely-represented North Korea motif.

Does Zao's piece do him and Col. Moon/Gustav Graves justice? (sidebar: Toby Stephens' smirk throughout this film--heck, anytime he smirks--is the definition of smarmy) Well, for one, I liked where they're going with the thin metal design. However, the "scars" on the bands could've been more jagged, more haggard-looking. But what really stopped me from splurging on this one was the numbers--what is up with the takeout-box mock-Asian typface?? That sh~t belongs on my kung-pow chicken, not collectible semi-expensive watches.

Overall, while the execution wasn't perfect, this was still one of the most satisfying examples of licensed merchandising I've come across in a long time. You've gotta admit, Bond villains don't get enough credit for their coolness...they may have all failed to rule the world, but at least now they can be forever immortalized in plastic and stainless steel for fans like you and I.

RL Love, +random commentary

I find that inspiration is one of those intangibles that makes me truly happy when I am fortunate enough to happen upon it. Updating this has been rather hit-and-miss after the camera mishap on the Tower of London back in March...and not a lot has been done with the space after I realized I might not be able to carry out my initial vision of a Berkeley Sartorialist model.

But alas, one doesn't necessarily need to create everything posted to blog-space...maybe here and there when the inspiration comes naturally...they simply have to share the colorful images, ideas, or whatever it is that interests them during the course of a day.

I'm glad that it didn't take me any longer to figure out this simple fact.

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Have: Pastel V-Neck Sweater/Dark Denim/Moc combo


So as of my mini end-of-November shopping spree, I've managed to assemble something resembling this splendid getup. It's probably the contrast between top and bottom that really ties it together. Jeremy's (an upscale consignment-ish store that sells surplus stock, samples, other stuff in the same category) had a crazy 50% sale Black Friday weekend...so tons of money was dropped on some outstanding finds.

Anyways
, one of said finds was a nice J.Crew v-neck not too unlike the one from RL Rugby above. As for the bottom half, there's a pair of Levi's Capital E Slim Straight-Legs and--an unbelievable eBay find, this one--super-soft Tod's driving moccassins on my shelf, ready to go.

Onto the next wardrobe goals for this F/W season...


Want: Chesterfield Coat, Cricket Sweater


So, really digging the Chesterfield-style topcoat right now...Banana Republic, Brooks Bros., and some other labels has one this season, but it looks like this RL Rugby version really gets the job done. Trim cut, tapered waist, extra pocket, and--naturally--the velvet top collar. (sadly it's also 425 !@%#ing dollars--ouch to the max! Time to save up some cash for the end of the season...)

The cricket sweater thing is a little more within reach, thankfully. Currently I have a little ivory number with green/purple trim, but something a little more somber like this one definitely has the edge in the versatility department.

What can I say; ever since I regained interest in The Great Gatsby and started watching Gossip Girl this summer, I find the classic preppy aesthetic more and more appealing. By that I mean Lisa Birnbach preppy...think J. Press, Brooks Bros., and (to state the obvious) RL, not A&F. No no no.

And apparently...after I started wearing a silk scarf as an ascot last winter..."American Trad" has become one of the fashion buzzwords of the season. To which I say: great, but I'm safe knowing I was there first with the ascot. Just ask Cottrell.


RL Rugby--Great Britain hooded rugby


Not really digging the hood on this one...(hood= -20 maturity pts.) but nevertheless, as usual, the colours of Britannia make for some sweet clothing designs.

15 November 2008

Something to liven things up...

Mash-up "Swagga Like Us" music video, complete with onscreen dookie for Kanye and Weezy's related references.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ai-5r9I4V1s

Not the official, but still creative and damn funny.

14 November 2008

The Thing About Scholars Is...

Maybe it's only natural to find new ways to critique something rather than new ways of appreciating it once it's been a part of your life for long enough. I'm referring, of course, to the Mass Communications major I had chosen it originally because it allowed me to study visual media and still come out with a more flexible degree than one in film. Bitching about its impracticality is nothing new; what liberal arts field isn't? Still, while we're learning the basis of how public opinion operates, there must be a less cynical approach available.

Never mind that repulsive "symbolic violence" argument that pretty much condoned property destruction as long as it's getting people's attention for the marginalized. Across all of the core courses, there's this mile-wide anti-capitalist streak, bemoaning "corporate oligarchies" that sap our modern media of true democracy and creativity.

Where does scholarly capitalism come from? Sure, a sense of social justice and other idealized beliefs might play a role. But one would venture to guess that of course they would criticize into the ground a system that doesn't work in their favor.

Let's face it: lengthy celebrations of anarchic anti-WTO protesters don't sell. Verbose dress-downs of 1950s pop music doesn't sell. 40-page studies on how this or that demographic is ignored doesn't sell. (well, maybe if it helped market to those poor, marginalized folks.) Ideas sell when they are of use to someone; if they aren't, find a way to make it so they are. So rather than using all that analytical and creative energy to come up with something that does sell, scholar-types perpetuate this narrow mindset by continuing to churn out works that inflate flaws into monstrous injustices.

Get it through your heads, people: socialism doesn't work. At least, without sacrificing to some degree certain freedoms and privileges that have become intrinsic to what we believe this country to be about. Critiques against the inalterable are useful to keep our egos in check, sure. Beyond that, though, what value do they have?

It's time that universities, even public research institutions like this one, put a little usefulness back into their curriculum. Those of us who don't want to be thirtysomething career students would love to be released into the professional world with more than just a head full of Neo-Marxist tracts.