bad TV / L'Uomo Vogue / hoochie woman / roadtrip warning

[oiran]

Oh. I totally meant to watch House, but instead I watched the cheesy Where-Are-They-Now? show about the last round of America's Next Top Model. Short answer: They're mostly delusional about their appearance and talent, just as they were when their episodes aired. I especially liked Amanda's speech about how she wanted nothing more than to spend every precious moment of her life with her son immediately after we'd just seen her walk away from him in order to do the rounds of the agencies in NYC. Did you know that she's legally blind? So sad.

Like a lot of viewers, I had been somewhat indignant on Cassie's behalf when Mark Bouwer basically called her a fat-ass. Her hips never appeared especially wide during the episodes. On this special, however, she was pear-shaped and absolutely not helped at all by the wide, white band of t-shirt hem stretched around her...well, fat ass. She is still an attractive (if bland) girl with a nice RL figure, but definitely not shaped like a model.

Ya² apparently comes from a long line of insufferably smug and superior people. It's just an explanation, however, and not an excuse, so I still definitely hate her.

Carl & Pete & L'Uomo Vogue: My obsession with boy models who look like greasy little drug addicts is slightly out of control. In my pursuit of more images of pretend manwhores, I purchased a shrink-wrapped Italian men's Vogue which does have many pictures of Carl and a few of Pete from the Libertines/Babyshambles. However, this issue is annoyingly free of images of actual models, since it's apparently a music issue. Well, fuck. Hey, L'Uomo Vogue, pictures of grotty guitar players are what music magazines are for! I buy men's fashion rags for the seething undercurrent of homoerotica, oiled abs, and sullen pouting, not music news. Flipping through the glossy pages, the greasy little drug addict look is prevalent, of course, but the musicians don't carry it off as well as the by-the-hour boys. Anyway, msdaccxx? You have this yet? You want it? Or maybe scans of the relevant bits?

Tori Amos: It would be wrong to say, "The new Tori album rawks!!!!" because, well, it's Tori Amos and she obviously doesn't...but I'm enjoying it very much. After a couple of play-throughs, it's oddly familiar and very reminiscent of the last one despite not sounding much like it at all. I suppose one would call that consistency. As she is someone who did a great deal of experimentation early on in her career, I suppose being consistent isn't a terrible thing. I'm very excited to see her in Atlanta - with rhiannonhero as my date. Or maybe I'm her date.

roadtrip: straight down to Highway 10, drive as far west as possible, head up the coast on the 101, take 90 east and at some point break north into Canada, eventually pass through Toronto, go back down south through NYC and drive down the coast to...Asheville? Maybe further? and then turn homeward. That's what I want to do later this year. This is just me preparing you for the eventual post where I try to wheedle you into letting me sleep on your couch.

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[msdaccxx.livejournal.com]

I have two! Like someone somewhere else on my flist was saying, one for the wall and one for my handling pleasure. But I gave one away as an act of charity - it sold out like crazy in the UK where I bought it, and you couldn't even get it at all in Ireland. It was so funny the day we went to buy it - five complete scruffs in full indie-kid fig (band shirts, chuck Ts, far too many unnessessary scarves - we had a babyshambles gig later) traipes into Borders on Charing Cross Road and head straight for the men's style mags where one thumbed and unhappy sample copy lay and before we'd so much as picked it up, an assistant popped up as said , "L'Uomo Vogue? I'll get you the wrapped ones. How many each?" This had clearly been going on all week. We then adjourned for fancy french cake just off Old Compton St in the heart of gay Soho and pretty much fondled those Carl pics for about an hour and gamely strugging to read the accompanying article. We got a surprising amount of it, based on deep familiarity with the context and some rusty school French and Latin.

I quite took to Italian ManVogue, I must say. Like, porlock was saying, wall-to-wall fitties in nice clothes. What's not to like, really. And it's good for the - uh - language skills and stuff. Yeah, learn Italian the ManVogue way.

[oiran.livejournal.com]

Ah, well, you're glutted, I see. That Carl is a very nice-looking young man, isn't he?

I hadn't a clue this issue was such a hot property. I probably ought to pick it up off the floor, dust off the cover, and ebay it for a nice heap of incomprehensible foreign money.

My Italian language skills are probably on par with yours, and also derive from a past history of very wobbly French. It helps that a good portion of the words resemble their English equivalents, except spelled wrong and with an 'O' tacked on the end. Luckily, 'Prada' is the same in English as Italian, which significantly reduces the translation load, as well.

Men's fashion magazines are my porn these days - and if you've seen the latest Gucci campaign (see kattiya's journal for significant detail), the content is often just one titillating layer of flimsy cloth away from a spectacular money shot.

[kattiya.livejournal.com]

Oooo...*fawns over Daniel T icon*

I love the new L'Uomo Vogue actually - I'm just there for the pretty so grungy musicians work for me (if there's porn than that's a bonus). I mean some of those rocker boys are so pretty!

And were you really going to scan it? Cause I thought about it, but there are a zillion other things I'd rather scan/post first (like aforementioned fashion mag porn *g*). You want to see some Japanese rent boys? ;P

[oiran.livejournal.com]

You want to see some Japanese rent boys? ;P

Now, is that really a question, or are you just taunting me? OF COURSE I DO!!!!

I will be scanning them in, I think, since I know there are quite a few people who might be interested, and I do have the space to upload them.

[rhiannonhero.livejournal.com]

I may have said this on the phone, I can't recall....

Anyway, my take on Tori's latest is that it is an album album, much like Scarlet's Walk. I mean, some of the songs are definitely enjoyable alone, but really this is not a singles album. Like, even though Boys For Pele was an excellent listen as an album, it really had some amazingly good stand-out singles. And then From The Choirgirl Hotel, imo, was a singles album in that most of the songs worked just as good, if not better, as singles instead of all together.

Right now, my faves from the new album are: Jamaica Inn, The Power of Orange Knickers, Martha's Foolish Ginger, Barons of Suburbia, and Toast. But, I still think they listen best as an album.

Toast makes me cry because I think it is for her brother who died last year in a car wreck. :( But I could be wrong. Who knows when she actually wrote it, but that's what I think when I hear it. And, yes, someone needs to beg her not to dance. ;) She and Mr. Rhi confirm for me that someone can have rhythm to play instruments and still be unable to dance.

BTW, I love, love, love this layout. So much. Soooooo much.

[rhiannonhero.livejournal.com]

And then From The Choirgirl Hotel, imo, was a singles album in that most of the songs worked just as good...

Argh. Me speak pretty one day.

Just as well!!! Well!!!!!

[oiran.livejournal.com]

Hee! Did you take that maddening English usage test? Hateful thing, full of typos and inappropriate answers. Anyway. Not that I care about the results of a stupid test. Because I don't. Not at all.

[oiran.livejournal.com]

I'm vague on the song titles, but I know I also like Knickers, Barons, Martha, and *flips CD cover over*...since Jamaica is apparently the song after Barons, then I like that one, too :) I'll pay attention to Toast this time around. I'm really not disliking anything. I'm very happy with it. I mentioned that I'd heard and not really enjoyed Sleeps With Butterflies before the album came out, but now I can't figure out what I didn't like about it originally.

(backtracking: I'm listening as I write this, and now Toast is on, and I love this one, too)

I tend to listen to albums in their entirety, so if something doesn't work as an album, it doesn't get many listens. That also means I usually have no idea what the songs are called, or even how many tracks there are. I listened to Scarlet's Walk over and over for literal weeks, but I'm not confident I know the names of all the songs from that one, either.

I'm so excited to see her do the new songs as well as the old. And maybe actually seeing Atlanta instead of driving through or suffering in the airport!

Thank you re: layout. I did all the color and rearranged things, but I only drew part of the oiran, though, so I need to figure out an unobtrusive place to credit the artist whose manga I took her from...

[adspice.livejournal.com]

I rather like the strung-out drug addict look--especially on musicians. I've never had the opportunity to see any by-the-hour boys, but I blame that on my nice, clean, god-fearing neighborhood.

[oiran.livejournal.com]

Heh. With "by-the-hour" I was actually thinking "models," but rentboy works, too :)

[adspice.livejournal.com]

We don't do no pretty-boy models here, neither. It would ruin our image as red neck country.

[fromward.livejournal.com]

L'Uomo Vogue, Vogue Homme ... beautiful. And Details used to have skinny boy models with gorgeous lips, I don't know if it still does.