Hello luv-ah.
If you haven’t heard the amazing news yet, allow me to break it to ya.
The rumours have finally been put to rest and we can all rest a little easier this evening knowing Jimmy Choo will be coming to a closet near us soon.
As of November 14, a shipment of custom made Choos will showing up at H&M stores everywhere.
Not only that, the brand will also be bringing bags, accessories and clothing for both men and women along with them. Stop, it’s too much. I’m hyper-ventilating!
The clothing chain has teamed up with some pretty amazing designers in the past (Karl, Stella, etc.), but this marks the first time H&M will bring a highly-coveted shoe-stress to the store.
The only sad part is they are coming in November. Do open-toed gladiator sandals still look good on blue, frost-bitten toes? Yes, I think in this case they definitely do.
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It’s pretty fascinating to see how large Twitter has become in the few short years since its inception.
But in the past week or so I don’t think even the creators of the microblogging site ever dreamed it would grow as big as it has, playing the role of citizen journalist and possibly beginning a revolution in the Middle East.
If any of you have Twitter, you’ve probably noticed the top trending topic for the past week has been the Iran election.
Iranians rioting through the city streets in protest of the recent presidential election turned to the social networking site to voice their concerns, plead for change and post graphic images and videos of the violence unfolding around them.
Twitter provided an invaluable avenue for the people of Iran to discuss details of the riots when western media outlets were sadly turning a blind eye. CNN was among the top offenders. No surprise there really.
After CNN took a hit from Twitter, with people tweeting mass criticisms behind a #CNNfail moniker, the broadcaster began paying more attention to the upheaval in Iran. Who did they use as a primary source for information? That’s right - Twitter.
I never thought I would see the day professional news organisations used a social networking site as a source, but low and behold they have. Can’t blame them too much really. With journalists being ousted from the streets and forced to report from their hotel rooms, its no wonder Twitter videos are playing the role of raw news footage.
I think it is excellent people who generally never would have known about the Iranian protests, let alone know an election even took place, are now tuned in and forming opinions on the topic.
What scares me though is there is no way of verifying or checking information broadcast over Twitter. Although I was always skeptical when it came to CNN reports, now I’m totally distrusting. I might as well sift through my fashion followers and hit an Iran trending topic to read the latest news. I’ll judge for myself what’s real and take it from there.
Not great for the news biz.
Faking over Twitter is becoming a trend. Canadian reporters Rosie DiManno and Melissa Agrelo recently uncovered celebrated Canadian journalist Peter Mansbridge’s fake Twitter persona. Hundreds of other celebrities have been twit-mated as well.
How do we really know the information we’re getting is the real deal?
Regardless, the role Twitter has played in Iran has been truly astonishing. The company actually delayed scheduled maintenance time to coincide with nighttime in Iran, so less people would be affected.
Anyone reluctant to join Twitter (and I was once one of them) cannot deny the influence and impact the site has had on our world. Critics stating the site was banal should now be silenced. It is reshaping the way news is delivered to a mass audience. Never before could news travel so quickly to so many different people around the world.
Where else can you discover what Ashton Kutcher’s having for dinner in Hollywood and watch a live Iranian protest at the same time?
I think its safe to say that Twitter isn’t going anywhere. Unlike Myspace who sadly let 30 per cent of their workforce go this week. Perhaps they can find jobs as professional Tweeters?
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This song inspired me to buy a very tiny pair of blue shorts today.
After dancing around in said shorts in the fitting room I felt guilty not purchasing them.
Ok, so this is awesome:
Everyone, I’d like you to please give a warm welcome to the one… the only… the man girdle. The mirdle, if you will.
Has anyone else heard about this yet?
An Australian undergarment designer has found a solution to saggy male torso’s everywhere: The Core Precision Undershirt. Boy oh boy.
I’m not entirely sure men will be queuing outside the stores to pick this piece up, but it sure would make my day if they did.
According to yesterday’s Toronto Star the design helps lift and separate the shoulders, while supporting and compressing the torso. It probably also makes men walk like robots and look as though they’re being tortured needlessly as well. Is it good form or masochistic to strap one of these on?
Well, I don’t care. I’ve always been a sucker for a tight vest and seeing this hot new invention is bringing me right back to my Patrick Swayze Roadhouse days. Those were some good days indeed!
The only aspect that slightly concerns me is the matching briefs the company has launched along with the tank. Now, I’m not one to turn away a nicely wrapped package, but surely there are laws against this somewhere?
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It is important to relish the small but wonderful things in life. You know, the every day occurrences that on a large scale are miniscule but sometimes make the difference between a good day versus a bad.
For me, it’s those small pleasures that I cherish. Like the feeling after you let an enormous sneeze out that’s been building for hours. Or, the first scoop of peanut butter out of a fresh jar. And I know I’m not alone. We all have our lists.
In honour of this evening’s Webby Awards I’m going to pay a little blog attention to a charming Canadian called Neil Pasricha whose personal venture into the web world has bestowed him top honours in the best culture/personal blog category at tonight’s ceremony.
In amongst blogs created by oh, The New York Times, Pasricha’s 1000 Awesome Things wordpress will take centre stage.
I heard about this blog a while ago from a friend who knew how excited I get about silly things, like finding out something is on sale when the cashier rings it through, seeing my food approach when I’m at a restaurant, or winning the armrest at the cinema.
And that’s exactly what this excellent blog is devoted to.
It’s such a simple idea with an equally simple layout and I’m kicking myself for not creating it first. But alas, hindsight is 20/20 and I’m happy for Mr. Pasricha.
Go on with your clever self, and please, don’t stop at 1000.
Inevitable book deals are in the wings for this fellow and I’ll be his first customer.
So, thanks Neil. I hope for my sake, not yours, that it’s on sale at the register when I make the final purchase.
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Apologies for my silence this past week, but… my dog ate my computer.
Actually, I’ve been sucked into a new street style website, and like a fine wine and Helen Mirren, a keen fashion sense gets better and better with age.
Advanced Style is a new site dedicated to the old and trendy. I’m not being cheeky. Check it out.
I happen to get a lot of my style inspiration from senior citizens and I’m not ashamed to admit it.
I’ll never forget the day I ran into a veteran who was wearing the exact same hat as me. True story. I’ll also never forget the day I accidently left that beloved hat on the tube on my way home from work. A tear was shed.
Now, every time I see an old man wearing a grey flat cap I assume it’s mine and consider snatching it from his liverspot speckled noggin. Cough it up, Grandpa! But that’s not nice and it’s important to respect fashion forward elders.
I once interviewed a 73-year-old woman who was receiving a lifetime achievement award and my first question was to please name the shade of her lipstick. She was flattered and now I’m the proud owner of a delightful crimson red lippy.
Actually, if you must know, my passion for fashion came from my mother’s mother whom I now lovingly refer to as ‘Foxy Grandma’.
I inherited Foxy’s love for glitz and high heels. Despite being in her 70s, with arthritis and a faulty hip, my grandma still manages to get her hair professionally dyed blonde before catching the latest musical act with her girlfriends at a local casino. All while wearing a kitten heeled shoe and a number of sparkly rings.
It’s not a joke when I tell you that she is a wanted woman down at the seniors’ centre. If that’s not something to aspire to then I don’t know what is.
Her teeny tiny feet meant at age 9 I fit perfectly into every pair of her shoes. Orthopedic soles need not apply. I’m talking five inch heels in every colour and fabric imaginable. My favourite were a purple suede round-toe pair.
The day I no longer fit into those shoes was truly devastating for me. I still curse puberty for that sole reason. Pun intended.
Though I may never fit into those glorious shoes again, I’ve decided to embrace aging and all the fine lines that come along with it.
Thanks for your innovative and long awaited senior style site, Ari Cohen. If my grandma knew how to use a computer, she’d be all over your blog.
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