I hate the cover of the style issue. To the point where I might tear it off and throw it away. Sometimes funny and fashion don't happen.
Sometimes they do; I kept up a steady chuckle reading Henry Alford on the solar panelled jacket.
That's just the abstract.
The article itself opens with "History has not been kind to garments that serve a function other than that of keeping their wearers warm or unnaked or adorable." Too true.
And yet, I think he's right in his enthusiasm for the solar panels in his new jacket. I think that there is
a secret desire that clothes should become more like computers and bikes and our bodies and DO something. They have too much to-be-looked-at-ness so to speak. Fashion isn't even, usually, 3 dimensional enough, for god's sake.
The only other Donatella Versace profile I ever read was in TNY - when and by whom? And why does Lauren Collins not even mention that it's been done? Or does she? I lost interest.
Basics, but as usual so smart. James Surowiecki
. On fasion, copyright, and the capitalist temporality of the trend.
And what else is news?
Electic Warrior is reading the NYT Sunday Style Magazine
, or at least looking at the pictures, and thinks you should too.
The Determined Dilettante isn't reading that rather dull thing about olive oil, is reading something interesting from Mark Singer,
which is in an issue of TNY that I misplaced.
Juniper Pearl's abiding love for TNY is tested by Adam Gopnik's drive to eat local
Kitchenography entertains the Live Chicken!
fantasy (past the recipe).Sepoy
declares, "I am sticking to not-reading NYT’s editorial page." Or did declare this in a heated moment.