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Earlier this year, when Jonathan Franzen wrote about Edith Wharton and commented on her looks, so many of us were incensed. A lot of people were angry that he’d brought her looks into the equation but I barely understood what he said about her looks in the first place. It wasn’t the least bit clear why he thought Wharton wasn’t pretty. He declared this without stating his reasons, reasons undoubtedly derived from photographs, because they clearly never met. He clearly did not have the opportunity to gauge what strikes me as the actual essence of beauty but is rarely discussed: the alchemy between personality and certain “acceptable” facial features — the pert nose, full lips, wide eyes, long lashes. None of these latter have much to recommend them without an animating spirit, it seems to me. Any dead-eyed catalogue page can show you that.

Of course, we knew what he meant, anyway. What he meant was something like what my middle-school guardians meant when they declared a girl ugly — “Her hair is greasy!” “Her eyes bulge!” He meant that her body could not be poured with ease into the fashions of the day. Most of all he meant that he, personally, did not find her attractive, which somehow transmogrified, in the natural way these things do, into the world not finding her so. Men often talk this way, casually inserting appraisals.

I never know how to explain this properly to men but that, right there, is the essential weaponry of the whole beauty calculus: how quickly “I think” becomes “The world knows.”

The Rumpus Saturday Essay: Me Be Pretty One Day - The Rumpus.net

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I love when other people clarify my own nagging but incoherent feelings about an article’s assumptions. Really good reading.

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JACKET.

JACKET.

On Springtime, Fashion, and Pastel Perfection

lukesimcoe:

dinnerpancakes:

How do you self-promote without adding awkward try hard comments like HEY LOOK INTERNET I WROTE THINGS?

Maybe comment self-consciously on that tendency while still basically fulfilling it? Anyway. I wrote things, things which are linked above.

HEY LOOK EVERYONE! MEGHAN WROTE THINGS ON THE INTERNET. YES, THAT MEGHAN. MEGHAN LENGYELL!!!!1! YOU SHOULD READ THE THINGS MEGHAN LENGYELL WROTE AND THEN FOLLOW HER ON TWITTER AND EAGERLY ANTICIPATE THE THINGS SHE WILL WRITE IN THE FUTURE. HELP MEGHAN BUILD HER PERSONAL BRAND AS A PERSON WHO KNOWS THINGS ABOUT FASHION! DO IT!

PERSONAL BRANDING OMG. My personal brand thanks your personal brand for the endorsement.

wgsn:

Givenchy 2013 resort collection preview. Feeling the botanical paisley and pastel sport-wear mix

THIS IS AWESOME. I can’t wait to see the actual collection. LOVE the tone on tone shirt/sweatshirt. This is why Tisci is so good - he does things that make you want to rethink your own closet, rather than just buy a lot of new shit. Not to say that both pre and post evoluation, you wouldn’t still just want to buy some sick Givenchy. But you could totally do this for less.

wgsn:

Givenchy 2013 resort collection preview. Feeling the botanical paisley and pastel sport-wear mix

THIS IS AWESOME. I can’t wait to see the actual collection. LOVE the tone on tone shirt/sweatshirt. This is why Tisci is so good - he does things that make you want to rethink your own closet, rather than just buy a lot of new shit. Not to say that both pre and post evoluation, you wouldn’t still just want to buy some sick Givenchy. But you could totally do this for less.

On Springtime, Fashion, and Pastel Perfection

How do you self-promote without adding awkward try hard comments like HEY LOOK INTERNET I WROTE THINGS?

Maybe comment self-consciously on that tendency while still basically fulfilling it? Anyway. I wrote things, things which are linked above.

Too clompy?

Too clompy?

HAPPY ALMOST LONG WEEKEND!

The whole thing’s a sick joke really. The pitiful reward is seeing your name in print and a couple of people saying nice things. Then you get a lovely inward glow. Writing is very difficult; having written is really rather wonderful.
– Duncan Fallowell (via ringoringoringo)
calivintage:

Bambi Norwood-Blyth for Elizabeth & James Textile Fall 2012.

lovely

calivintage:

Bambi Norwood-Blyth for Elizabeth & James Textile Fall 2012.

lovely

I love laundromats as long as I don’t have to actually do laundry in them.

I love laundromats as long as I don’t have to actually do laundry in them.

(Source: fuckyeahtoronto)

Earlier this year, when Jonathan Franzen wrote about Edith Wharton and commented on her looks, so many of us were incensed. A lot of people were angry that he’d brought her looks into the equation but I barely understood what he said about her looks in the first place. It wasn’t the least bit clear why he thought Wharton wasn’t pretty. He declared this without stating his reasons, reasons undoubtedly derived from photographs, because they clearly never met. He clearly did not have the opportunity to gauge what strikes me as the actual essence of beauty but is rarely discussed: the alchemy between personality and certain “acceptable” facial features — the pert nose, full lips, wide eyes, long lashes. None of these latter have much to recommend them without an animating spirit, it seems to me. Any dead-eyed catalogue page can show you that.

Of course, we knew what he meant, anyway. What he meant was something like what my middle-school guardians meant when they declared a girl ugly — “Her hair is greasy!” “Her eyes bulge!” He meant that her body could not be poured with ease into the fashions of the day. Most of all he meant that he, personally, did not find her attractive, which somehow transmogrified, in the natural way these things do, into the world not finding her so. Men often talk this way, casually inserting appraisals.

I never know how to explain this properly to men but that, right there, is the essential weaponry of the whole beauty calculus: how quickly “I think” becomes “The world knows.”

The Rumpus Saturday Essay: Me Be Pretty One Day - The Rumpus.net

(via michelledean)

I love when other people clarify my own nagging but incoherent feelings about an article’s assumptions. Really good reading.

(via agrammar)

JACKET.

JACKET.

On Springtime, Fashion, and Pastel Perfection

lukesimcoe:

dinnerpancakes:

How do you self-promote without adding awkward try hard comments like HEY LOOK INTERNET I WROTE THINGS?

Maybe comment self-consciously on that tendency while still basically fulfilling it? Anyway. I wrote things, things which are linked above.

HEY LOOK EVERYONE! MEGHAN WROTE THINGS ON THE INTERNET. YES, THAT MEGHAN. MEGHAN LENGYELL!!!!1! YOU SHOULD READ THE THINGS MEGHAN LENGYELL WROTE AND THEN FOLLOW HER ON TWITTER AND EAGERLY ANTICIPATE THE THINGS SHE WILL WRITE IN THE FUTURE. HELP MEGHAN BUILD HER PERSONAL BRAND AS A PERSON WHO KNOWS THINGS ABOUT FASHION! DO IT!

PERSONAL BRANDING OMG. My personal brand thanks your personal brand for the endorsement.

wgsn:

Givenchy 2013 resort collection preview. Feeling the botanical paisley and pastel sport-wear mix

THIS IS AWESOME. I can’t wait to see the actual collection. LOVE the tone on tone shirt/sweatshirt. This is why Tisci is so good - he does things that make you want to rethink your own closet, rather than just buy a lot of new shit. Not to say that both pre and post evoluation, you wouldn’t still just want to buy some sick Givenchy. But you could totally do this for less.

wgsn:

Givenchy 2013 resort collection preview. Feeling the botanical paisley and pastel sport-wear mix

THIS IS AWESOME. I can’t wait to see the actual collection. LOVE the tone on tone shirt/sweatshirt. This is why Tisci is so good - he does things that make you want to rethink your own closet, rather than just buy a lot of new shit. Not to say that both pre and post evoluation, you wouldn’t still just want to buy some sick Givenchy. But you could totally do this for less.

On Springtime, Fashion, and Pastel Perfection

How do you self-promote without adding awkward try hard comments like HEY LOOK INTERNET I WROTE THINGS?

Maybe comment self-consciously on that tendency while still basically fulfilling it? Anyway. I wrote things, things which are linked above.

Too clompy?

Too clompy?

HAPPY ALMOST LONG WEEKEND!

The whole thing’s a sick joke really. The pitiful reward is seeing your name in print and a couple of people saying nice things. Then you get a lovely inward glow. Writing is very difficult; having written is really rather wonderful.
– Duncan Fallowell (via ringoringoringo)
calivintage:

Bambi Norwood-Blyth for Elizabeth & James Textile Fall 2012.

lovely

calivintage:

Bambi Norwood-Blyth for Elizabeth & James Textile Fall 2012.

lovely

I love laundromats as long as I don’t have to actually do laundry in them.

I love laundromats as long as I don’t have to actually do laundry in them.

(Source: fuckyeahtoronto)

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Earlier this year, when Jonathan Franzen wrote about Edith Wharton and commented on her looks, so many of us were incensed. A lot of people were angry that he’d brought her looks into the equation but I barely understood what he said about her looks in the first place. It wasn’t the least bit clear why he thought Wharton wasn’t pretty. He declared this without stating his reasons, reasons undoubtedly derived from photographs, because they clearly never met. He clearly did not have the opportunity to gauge what strikes me as the actual essence of beauty but is rarely discussed: the alchemy between personality and certain “acceptable” facial features — the pert nose, full lips, wide eyes, long lashes. None of these latter have much to recommend them without an animating spirit, it seems to me. Any dead-eyed catalogue page can show you that.

Of course, we knew what he meant, anyway. What he meant was something like what my middle-school guardians meant when they declared a girl ugly — “Her hair is greasy!” “Her eyes bulge!” He meant that her body could not be poured with ease into the fashions of the day. Most of all he meant that he, personally, did not find her attractive, which somehow transmogrified, in the natural way these things do, into the world not finding her so. Men often talk this way, casually inserting appraisals.

I never know how to explain this properly to men but that, right there, is the essential weaponry of the whole beauty calculus: how quickly “I think” becomes “The world knows.”

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"The whole thing’s a sick joke really. The pitiful reward is seeing your name in print and a couple of people saying nice things. Then you get a lovely inward glow. Writing is very difficult; having written is really rather wonderful."

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