While it is a great honour to be the first male Wornette, it is also a great responsibility, one which I will not take lightly. I know my historic internship shatters boundaries and I hope I represent my gender well. Although my academic background is in history, I have avidly followed fashion since I was 14 and the glittering world of John Galliano broke up the bleak days of high school. After a Kafkaesque Masters program and a quarter-life existential crisis, I escaped to Ireland where I got to read for fun, make international friends and visit Amsterdam, Edinburgh, and Berlin. But, like Dorothy Gale, I’m figuring out that to find happiness, sometimes you need to go no further than your own backyard. I am currently taking journalism classes at Ryerson, pondering the possibilities of freelance writing, and am overjoyed to be involved with a publication for which sorting through my cluttered stacks of old fashion magazines can be considered research.
I just saw this designer, who has been referred to as the John Galliano of Indian fashion on Fashion Television. He spoke about how India, long acknowledged for its incredibly beautiful textiles, has not been traditionally known for interesting shapes, the sari being essentially a large piece of rectangular fabric. I’d love it if Mumbai became the next Milan.
Go Fug Yourself
I have become addicted to this blog written by two smart, sassy women about the (mostly) fashion mistakes that celebrities make. Although their snarkiness is laugh-out-loud funny, deep down you know that they have a sincere fondness for the zany stars and outfits that they lampoon.
Zachary Koski is a Toronto-based photographer I just heard about. Some of his photos are fashion-y, others are just simply gorgeous.
Shorpy updates constantly with high-definition old photographs of, among other things, cities, buildings, cars, athletes and well-dressed women. It is so easy to only associate past eras of clothing with their perspective cinematic eras and I’d found it useful to follow this site to see what women who were not movie stars dressed like in the past.
What Would Emma Pillsbury Wear?
This blog is dedicated to the prim fashions of Jayma Mays’s neurotic but sweet teacher character on Glee, which by this point you’re either watching or you’re not. Each era needs its television style icon, and is it too early to suggest cute Miss. Pillsbury as the Carrie Bradshaw for our jittering, anxious times?