Greetings, Wornettes! You are interested in the unknown. The mysterious. The unexplainable. The fashionable. That is why you are here, on the WORN Fashion Journal blog.
Now, for the first time, we are bringing you the full story of what happened behind the scenes of Issue 14‘s Ed Wood-inspired photo shoot, Cut and Print. We are giving you all the evidence based only on the secret testimony of the miserable stylists, photographers, and models who survived this terrifying ordeal. The incidents, the shoes, the beautiful Gladstone Hotel.
My absolute favorite shirt is, to put it lightly, delicate. It’s paper-thin silk, hand painted leopard print, with tiny glass buttons. Sometimes I feel like a particularly strong wind could rip a hole through it. “Dry clean only” is not a suggestion—it’s a command.
But what is it with that dry cleaning smell? When my shirt comes back, it brings with it a weird, salty, chemical odor that lingers for days. I couldn’t figure out what to do to get rid of it, so, duh, I Googled “how to get weird dry cleaning smell out of silk.”
Last Christmas, my best friend Laura made me a big, chunky-knit, red scarf. It was so beautiful that people would stop me on the street to ask where I got it. “Oh,” I would say smugly. “You can’t buy it. My really cool friend made it just for me.”
Well, it looks like I’ll have to wipe that smug look off my own face. Now anyone can own a scarf handmade with love: Laura is officially in business as Scarffaces. Laura uses the softest wool and the most beautiful colours customized for each order. You can choose between several different styles—a Will-E (named after our friend Will and everyone’s favorite waste disposal robot), a Val Braided Headband (named after our friend Valary), or even a Boobie (in support of breast cancer research). For obvious reasons, I highly recommend the Haley.
She is truly revolutionizing the way people think of scarves and faces, and that’s why I’m crushing on her.
Tell us about Scarffaces!
Scarffaces is a company I started by myself, based in Brooklyn. I hand knit all items and choose the yarn based on my personal aesthetic. Having endured five years of cold, long winters in Montreal, I try to make all of my Scarffaces thick-knit and bulky to create the warmth needed for the coldest weather.
Where did the name “Scarffaces” come from?
My dad came up with the name Scarffaces after a long brainstorm session. It’s perfect because it’s not only the name of the company but it’s also the name of the products! They’re not just scarves, they’re SCARFFACES.
Bill Cunningham, New York was, was without a doubt, my favorite film of 2011. It made me cry four—four!—times. So when award season rolled around and it wasn’t nominated for Best Documentary, I was convinced the ballots had been switched. If I was in charge, it would have won all the awards.
The documentary itself is simple: a humble street style photographer reluctantly discusses his long career. Distinguished members of the mainstream fashion industry sing his praises; colleagues from former jobs extol his superhuman work ethic; the eclectic subjects of his photographs talk about the effect Bill Cunninghmam has had on their lives. All of this plays out against a classic David and Goliath type of struggle. Bill is one of the last remaining residents living in a rent-controlled apartment over Carnegie Hall. The owners want him and his few neighbors out; they are planning to rent their units as office space for greater profit. Will they force him, an 82 year old living legend, to leave his modest space for a new and unfamiliar condo? YOU JUST HAVE TO WATCH THE MOVIE TO FIND OUT.