in case you're wondering where to find me tonight...
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a little excited to see scott schumann (the sartorialist) signing his gorgeous new booky at the bev center tonight. normally i avoid crowds like the plague...but this might be worth it. 8-10 pm, level 7! see you kittens there.
probably going to say hi to old friends at the new satine space, and maybe opening ceremony if i feel dangerous....
OK, so, you guys, Amelia Earhart is totally hot right now. Gala just wrote up Skin.Graft's lovely fall line of leathers, which includes the very-AE-inspired masterpiece above. [credit: chinashop]
Reminded me of the New Yorker article in the 9/14 issue about, uh, Amelia Earhart. There are some more books coming out about her or something, and with the whole Americana trend continuing on in seeming perpetuity (Opening Ceremony x Pendleton, blah blah blah), makes perfect sense. Here's what TNY had to say about our girl's style:
Even in her late thirties, Earhart looked like an adolescent boy who had chopped off his own hair. She was lanky and nonchalant, with no hips or breasts—no visible womanliness—to speak of. One learns from Butler that she flew wearing men’s underpants (they were apparently superior to a woman’s for the purposes of a quick pee). For public appearances—at White House dinners, in a ticker-tape parade, on the lecture circuit—her wardrobe was unfrilly but elegant, and for a while she designed and modelled her own fashion label, an undistinguished line of tailored dresses and soft, two-piece ensembles. But in her flight gear—a jumpsuit or jodhpurs (“breeks”); flat, lace-up knee boots; a white shirt and a man’s tie; a bomber jacket or a leather coat—she seems, at least by the codes of this century, flagrantly androgynous.
Earhart herself were aware that there was something troubling about her appearance that had to be neutralized. Her photo spreads, Lubben writes, were often laid out like a book of paper dolls, in which pictures of the cavalier in trousers and leather were juxtaposed with pictures of the well-bred lady in a long skirt, a fur wrap, a girlish middy, or an evening gown, her arms full of flowers.
