Come on, Vogue

[tikistitch]

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Sooo, as those who are even vaguely aquainted with tiki know, she's not really a Vogue person. Indeed, quite the opposite. Our idea of dressing smart is wearing a t-shirt inscribed with Maxwell's equations.* We dress in the dark, and leave the house each morning praying that we have somehow found two socks that match.

But given that we really have not purchased any new clothes in 2 or 3 years, and given that observing street fashion in Seattle is of minimal assistance (some people have flipflops poking out from under their pantlegs during the winter months, has been all we can glean), we've actually invested lately in an odd issue of Vogue. It's been, actually, quite unhelpful, and what's worse, quite as unexciting as this season's finale of American Idol, with more interviews of the same boring celebrities. tiki grew up during an era when Grace Jones thought she was a pop star. Where, we thought, was the weird???

And then we happened upon Vogue Nippon.





A coworker, who is actually Italian, had recommended Italian Vogue, so we decided to give the Japanese version a flip last time we were at our favorite newsstand. We were immediately drawn in by a small photoessay on anime-influenced fashions. Here was something that never, except in our wildest dreams (where the taxi drivers sing and dance!) would we actually see on the streets of our dreary burg.



Thumbing through, we realized why we had stopped buying Takara Jenny dolls some time back. Why do they insist on making a million identical Lolita girls, when what we really crave is a doll like this?



Or this? With Space Doggie, of course!

Speaking of anime, we were a bit taken aback by the lack of Asian models, which meant, of course, few Japese women posing for the magazine. There was here, as everywhere, a sad perponderance of the blonde. Perhaps another reason why we've given up on poor Jenny.



Being a product intended for the Japanes market, there is the required smidgen of kawaii, like this adorable (and probably unaffordable) charm bracelet.



A special section, which was also translated into English, comprised a guide to the "Tokyo Future." Evidently, in The Future, there will be goth loli girls, and Super Dollfies. We wondered a bit that the section was titled "Otaku," as we've heard the word carries the overtones of an insult in Japan.



Extra bonus junk: appended to the end of an article about futuristic fashion, a cross-referencing of the major Star Wars characters, and, we suppose, their favorite accessories. Who knew Obi-Wan would look so cute with a metallic silver handbag!

And then we came upon....



The cutest undies EVAR in the whole universe!!!!

What's worse, they're produced by an American designer. For whom tiki has obtained a phone number. They cost more money than anyone anywhere ever should pay for underthings.

So, maybe we'll only buy one pair.

Or two.

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*This is actually Mr. Tikistitch's joke. But since he is currently out of town, we will take all the credit. Ha.

Comments

[blythou.livejournal.com]

Well, we have many H&M in Paris... So if you want me to buy some stuff for you, lemme you... (and give me your US size AND your measurements, because those French sizes can be treacherous... i.e. either vanity sizes or stupidly smllish)