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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

PROUD WHORE USA Signs of Hope


America is so silver medal these days, no? Maybe it’s really more like dishonorable mention. Bush played Tanya to our Nancy Kerrigan. “Why, Why???!!!” Boo hoo.

But being No. 2 is not all doo-doo. Maybe we can backdoor the global luge.
We’re the world’s new Britain. It ain’t our meat it’s our motion.

Why we live in hope:

AMBASSADOR GAGA
even the Westboro Baptist gets it: She’s our “Proud Whore.”

GLOBAL GLEE
could watch the Glee Il Flash in Roma on youtube in continuous loop for a year

JOHNNY W
babyfaced sissy skates circles around the closet in school-play chic

RODARTE
fat girls make amazing mongrel fashion, are they doing it to the Skinnies on purpose?

DIY
do it yourself, do it to yourself, do it with yourself, LONG LIVE LARS & BIANCA!

BRUNGE
Marc Jacobs Au/Hi 2010/11 gives us forty shades of cardboard in Aunt Hortense silouhettes.

BROKE
Turns out everyone except tacky old China is more broke than we are. The Euro’s left the track and hit a pole. Time to fait de shopping?

TOTTERING DICTATRIXES
American Vogue’s Chief Britch may see her visa run out, if Milano’s Corriere della Sera is a bella weather: “Nobody, not even if her name is Anna Wintour can…undo our fashion calendar.” And Il Sole 24 Ore says the empress is starkers: “Wintour has been imposing her diktats on…Milan for years.”

Bienvenuto a Milano, Signora Wintour. Question: is there anything American about American Vogue anyway? Pasture her at the Costume Institute? Why? Not only is she OLD. But she’s not American. Off with her bob!

So all signs are go for The Great American Comeback. Don't miss out. Get your Proud Whore on, homies.

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