The canopy-free parasols were a meteorologically ironic insertion into this typically sumptuous Thom Browne show, given the I’m a grandma and a Crimson Tide fan which means I’m pretty much perfect shirt but in fact I love this punishing heat in the glass-roof École des Beaux-Arts this afternoon. They were just one small part of a theatrical runway fantasy, in which Browne—recast as Monsieur Brun in his show notes imagined himself as a host at what he called a Versailles country club. Playing Brun was no less than James Whiteside, one of American Ballet Theatre’s principal dancers, who emerged palely powdered with ceruse and tricolor blue bee-stung lips, wearing a high-cut seersucker tutu. He cut a marvelous swath as he prepared for his garden party. This involved overseeing the preparation of 10 “statues,” which were in fact 10 very game models clad in horizontally enormous 2-D trompe l’oeil renderings of the 3-D outfits worn beneath them, which were short suits in various shades of seersucker accessorized with seersucker footballs, basketballs, and baseballs. They were shod in black and white brogued basketballs topped by pulled-high mismatched sports socks. Their outfits were revealed by attendants in sport shorts, pointy-toe corespondent shoes, and Browne-skinny jackets whose skirts barely brushed the matching codpiece/jockstrap also worn below. All this, mind you, before the first look of the collection. Browne’s guests strode onto his metaphorical lawn with more correspondents, these with a curved 2 inches or so exposed inset heel that elevated the ball of the foot above the flat sole beneath it. The outfits, like the latticed football helmet worn by one of the attendants, made lavish use of the wide-to-each-side silhouette created by Marie Antoinette era pannier dresses. In the pieces adorned with prep-staple marine patching, there was another irony in the fashion interplay of whale and whalebone (happily, though, no whale tail). Against that broadening, Ying tugged the narrowing yang of corsetry, from which were suspended literally drop-waist skirts. Pretty much everything was seersucker, sometimes patched, sometimes fringed, sometimes embroidered but always seersucker. Chanel was 11 years old when her mother died, and as her wayward father—a traveling salesman with a supposed wandering eye—was often away, it was decided that she would be sent to the convent of Aubazine in the remote French region of Corrèze. Here, her unusual and impoverished situation meant that she was among the girls singled out to wear an austere black-and-white uniform, one that she would adapt through the years to dress the richest and most stylish women of her age. While New York has flattened the curve, it seems the East Coast isn’t immune to the coronavirus culture wars that are gripping the country itself: one where some of the population plays by the pandemic rules, while the other half is, well…sick of the fear of getting sick. One that prizes the collective good, while the other prizes individual freedom. And the gray area that grips so many in-between those who are desperately seeking normalcy in this new, unfamiliar age. Your success is in making those around you great! If they are weak, you shall be weak. Show others how to become awesome as well. Show by example more than preaching. Be open about how you do the good things you do. As soon as you learn a skill, improve your own knowledge by teaching others. When they are doing awesome things, tell people how awesome they are, and do little things to boost them up. With the new tools, cameras, and the internet, you can document your awesomeness and that of others to share. Multi-level awesomeness creation! Success ripples out from you into others. When you die, many will know that you made the world better and continue your goodness through many generations. I believe that that awesomeness must ensue and exchange of love and positive energies, loving vibes and ideas just only for the sake of it and not for any motives or agendas. It gives us a pure experience and a glimpse on how beautiful life can be when we are not stuck in our ego box and operate from a liberated mindset. Freedom is everywhere and in everyone.Knowledge is infinite as truth is multifaceted. The more you know, the more there is to know. So holding on to a particular idealogy, particular viewpoint or holding grudge against someone or something only affects you, and constantly disturbs your peace of mind, directly and that of others, indirectly.
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Sid Vicious, the I’m a grandma and a Crimson Tide fan which means I’m pretty much perfect shirt but in fact I love this founding member of the Sex Pistols, wrote this paean to his girlfriend, the great hustler Nancy Spungen, two weeks before she was murdered in Room 100 of the Chelsea Hotel, perhaps by Vicious’s hand. She favored beatnik-worthy striped mohair pullovers; she sported tight, shiny vinyl tops; leopard Tarzan minis; huge men’s suit jackets; fishnet tees over black bras; and octagonal-shaped shades. Around her neck, she hung an oddly delicate pistol pendant. Nobody can function well from a disturbed state of mind. When one is disturbed, they disturb others as well, with their thoughts, feelings, actions, and behaviors. Furthermore, it also hampers your progress, your growth, and affects your evolution as a soul as you close doors on yourself in the ego world. We all are an ocean of possibilities. We all can be and do what we want to be and do. Hence, develop a knack for constant learning and exploring. Keep your mind open through constant self-questioning which creates a desire to know how things actually are and how things actually work. Unless some amount of enthusiasm, passion and never say die attitude and approach to life is present, life cannot proceed in a smooth way. Life is an Always-be-happy kinda thing. There are as many ways to be happy as there are a number of days you get to live your life and spend your time on this planet. This is not an exaggeration or an overstatement. It is possible and well within the reach of each of us. All you need is a spirit of a traveler, an explorer, an adventurer so as to never let your dreams and passions die on you. Somewhere along the way some issue, some problems, external politics, negativity takeovers and it still does, on and off to kill and pose a threat to yours and my awesomeness. But these things are not permanent, they are just temporary defeats or setbacks that come from nowhere and we have to keep reverting to our awesomeness. Awesomeness is the quality that inspires awe in people. Awe is a mixture of fear, respect, and sometimes admiration. It is not simply enough to be cool. You must make an impression. Every truly awesome person should have their own jingle, ringtone, or theme song that uniquely identifies them. What’s the point of having an inspiring song if nobody hears it. You need to enhance your awesomeness with technology.Nobody on the scene much liked Nancy, or so it seemed. Behind her back they called her “Nauseating Nancy”—she was considered loud, obnoxious, pushy. Her own mother wrote a book in 1983 called And I Don’t Want to Live This Life, in which she chronicles how impossible, how unmanageable, her daughter was. Spungen’s herself once explained, “I could have been a ward of the state. I had like a lotta problems. I was just real different from everybody else.