“It’s not summer until you’ve eaten a mango” - Australian proverb.
Because they’re not going to be around forever, people. Get ‘em while they’re cheap-ish.
Urban Outfitters a encore frappé.
You’ll never look at watermelons the same again!
And guys, this is NOT diet food.
Three stories high, bright orange, and missing. Mango my God.
Matching doesn’t have to be passé.
They care about their customers’ embarrassment in yoga class. You can’t say that about many companies, much less people.
It’s the “all natural” (and I might add “all weird”) alternative to Botox.
Now that she’s artistic director across titles… TENNIS, anyone?
This woman is writing her own pregnancy dress code — from peplum pants to leather leggings to the world’s most painful-looking shoes, she’s determined not to have a casual day, ever. Her resilience is amazing.
“Anna Wintour would rather wear a Juicy Couture tracksuit with Crocs than even speak Kim Kartrashian’s name.”
Don’t want your magazine to sell? Put Taylor on the cover.
Even though it was one of fall’s biggest runway trends.
Bit still awkward. What’s with the stilted smile?
Insiders wonder if Condé Nast promoted the Vogue editor in order to prevent her from leaving the company for another opportunity.
“It makes monsters. It doesn’t make gods, it makes monsters.”
“Rihanna has what every girl aspires to have,” says the designer of Givenchy, who custom-made some looks. She is the face of her generation.
In the latest round of fashion weeks in New York, London, Milan, and Paris, nearly 90% of models cast were white.
Sliced bread is “unchic,” you guys.
Was there ever a more confusing and confused item of clothing? I think not.
It’s a sign: They don’t want us to wear shirts anymore.
Twelve reasons, one name: Alexander McQueen.
And lived to tell about it. (Then again, I also did not wear it back to the office.)
The collections were very different, but also had a certain weird ugliness in common.