vendredi 22 août 2008
Fashion and Gender zine
I’ve mentioned to some of you my wish to put on a zine about the connections of Fashion and Gender Identity…After procrastinating a lot, I decided to call out for submissions.
The zine will be called FAG (Fashion and Gender)- very original of me….and I’d like to have it done before December when I leave Little England.
Basically what I have in mind is a compilation of personal stories, thoughts and critics involving this theme. no formats, size or limitations required!
The dead line for sending me the texts is September 30. But yeah, email me back if you are interested or have ideas.
here are some suggestions:
-semiotic analysis of trends within the radical queer community
-the way fashion industry defines gender identities
-men/womenwear
-the way you feel when wearing a dress or ‘boyish’ clothes
-the queer costume (the meaning of drag symbols)
-the use of make up and wigs
-fashion magazines and ads -how you feel about them
-refusal of fashion industry
-how the way you dress reflects your personality
You can send your submissions via the response form at the blog itself.
And we're off!


and a high-waisted skirt from Topshop which technically wasn't new cos I was just exchanging one of my birthday purchases (another Topshop high-waisted skirt that wasn't high-waisted enough!). So that's me! Done for the year.
I'm trying to get back into thrift-shop chic. Today I bought two pairs of trousers from British Heart Foundation with the intention of turning them into high-waisted shorts with the help of a sewing maching and my mum (I have no idea how to use a sewing machine), after having seen instructions in the June/July issue of BUST. The basic principle is that you get a pair of jeans at least 3 sizes too big with a low-hanging crotch, then you pin and sew it and hack off the legs so it becomes a pair of high-waisted shorts (as you can see, I'm kind of digging the whole high-waisted thing). Will let you know how that goes...
Here we go...
Tomorrow starts the detox and I've already got a wee project in mind, making some high-waisted shorts out of some charity-shop grandad-slacks which I read about in BUST magazine, I can't make clothes to save my life but I'm going to get mum so give me a hand if possible.
Will do a photo post soon I promise, in the meantime wish me luck!
dimanche 17 août 2008
This is bad...
So I'm back at home in Belfast for a bit, and have been reunited with all my old clothes, predictably rediscovering many old items I'd forgotten about. As it's my birthday on Tuesday I'm heading off on one last pre-detox shopping spree in Topshop, where I haven't been in over a year. It's gonna be awesome.
I'm also doing a fair wee bit of research on fashion and popular culture at the moment for my final year dissertation, which I'm writing about fashion, consumption and feminism in The L Word and Sex and the City. It's pretty interesting stuff but such a theoretical minefield I don't even know where to start...
jeudi 24 juillet 2008
Intersections
My thoughts on fashion are at the intersection between my flamboyant personality (which urges me to play dress-up), my feminism (which reminds me that I might be playing into the beauty myth), my awareness of class struggle (which reminds me not to ignore my privilege), my liberal Christianity (which tells me not to oppress others and warns against materialism), the media and fashion industry (which seduce me with images, textures, colours and beautiful clothes).
I also have different peer-groups which simultaneously conflict with and compliment the different intersections of my different thoughts on fashion, glamour and beauty. For a start, I'm dating a girl who, while she is naturally very attractive, has no interest in clothes or make-up, is very un-materialistic, rarely buys new clothes and is probably, in this respect, a pretty good influence on me. Her friends are all pretty much the same. They fulfill the feminist side of me that hates seeing women confined to limited, mainstream, impossible ideas of beauty and told that their looks are the most important thing about them. On the flip-side of the coin, I work for a cosmetics company where I'm surrounded by people who share my interest in clothes and make-up and who fulfil my flamboyant, fashionable side. If I hung out with my queer friends all the time I'd have the ideological side of me nourished but would be itching for some glamour. If I hung out with my work friends all the time I'd probably over time become more concerned with looks and start judging bad dressers and such.
Back in Northern Ireland I have friends who are more of a happy medium - just as interested in clothes as I am, but more likely to get them from Oxfam or a vintage clothes shop than from Zara or BCBG (probably cos they're all students, I might add). I've followed a similar arc to Courtney Love recently as far as style goes - I used to get a lot of really interesting clothes from thrift shops and was punk as all fuck, now I get equally interesting yet classier (and more expensive) stuff from Mango and French Connection, but am a bit of a sell-out. Hopefully this year I'll be able to restore myself to 'Live Through This' Courtney happy-mediumness.
I'll keep posting about and developing the various intersections in my thoughts on the subject, even if that means just linking to posts by others who have analysed it better than I could...
Why this probably isn't as big a sacrifice as it could be...
- Working full-time instead of living off my student loan means I have a little more spare cash floating about, so I've become accustomed to being able to afford clothes at a higher price-point than I would normally buy them on my student budget. This is perfectly normal, but does make me feel a little bourgeois.
- I essentially brought over just one suitcase of clothes for an entire year - remember that Montreal has freezing cold winters and boiling hot summers - resulting in little variety and a severe case of wardrobe-boredom. Hence lots of buying new stuff to rectify the situation.
- I work opposite Zara. Nuff said.
- *Cough*Sexandthecitythemovie*cough*...
I'm leaving Montreal in just over two weeks to go back home to Belfast, then have another fortnight after that before I enter shopping rehab. You know what that means? I'll be reunited with all the clothes I left behind that I couldn't bring to Montreal, and will be able to rediscover them all as though they were new. Moreover, mid-September (less than a month after I start my detox) I'll be heading back to Canterbury to finish my studies, where I'll, again, be reunited with all the boxes of clothes I put in storage after I left in May 2007. As you can see, it's not like I'm going cold-turkey from that "new clothes" feeling. I fully expect there to be clothes I forgot I even owned that I have the pleasure of rediscovering, and old favourites to introduce once more to my heavy rotation.
The "yey I have an old-yet-brand-new wardrobe" thing will probably wear off after a while, however, at which point I imagine the urge to buy new clothes will kick in, pretty hard...the fact that my university is minutes away from Topshop, Zara, Warehouse and H&M doesn't help...I doubt very much that I will stop window-shopping for a year.
It has to be said, though, Canterbury has some awesome charity shops.
The Rules
2. Clause 1: Clothes may be purchased as long as they are second-hand. This includes clothes obtained from charity shops, vintage clothing stores or clothing swaps.
3. Clause 2: In the event of necessity, items which cannot be purchased second-hand (such as lingerie, hosiery, etc) must be purchased from ethical retailers. Thorough research must be conducted in order to justify the purchase (ie. I must be able to say why I chose the particular retailer).
4. Clause 3: New make-up purchases are permitted in the event of running out of something essential such as foundation or mascara.*
5. Any contravention of The Rules must be accounted for in the form of a grovelling blog post.
6. Any success (interesting thrift shop finds, resisting of temptations, clothing swap accounts) should be documented (ie. in a self-congratulatory/gloating post).
*I can justify this as I use Aveda make-up which is mostly plant- and mineral-based and uses little-to-no packaging, as well as being manufactured in a factory that uses wind energy. There is very little consumption involved in me replacing my pressed powder! Full disclosure: Aveda is the cosmetics company I work for at the moment.