Unlike the ubiquitous folding-stands on New York’s 7th Avenue that advertise Tarot and palm readings, Hank Hivnor’s psychic business is a well-kept secret among the city’s artists and fashionistas. “Healing Hank,” as he calls himself on his business cards, has clients that range from top editors at fashion magazinesto cover girls (like Kiara Kabukuru).
Ah-hem, Ah-hem. [taps microphone] Ladies and gentlemen, may we have your attention, please. We have an important announcement. On December 18, 2012, VICE acquired the iconic style publication, i-D. The deal will allow the two of us to commence a beautiful partnership, and to get on with the important business of siring the future of fashion.
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Styling And Creative Director: Annette Lamothe-Ramos
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Congratulations, you have convinced some poor fool to come back to your house from a bar/party/awkward OKCupid date and tricked them into thinking it’s a good idea to have sex with you. (That’s the reason we call them “tricks,” btw, because there is always some sleight of hand.) Now it’s time to take off your pants and immediately reveal everything your prey needs to know about you.
Fashion Week is almost over, which is a really good thing because our livers, self-esteem, and tolerance for buttholes couldn’t make it through another day. One of the last shows we’ll see this NYFW is Gerlan Jeans.
I’m geeking out over here because after a little shameless pleading, my visionary genius fashion editorAnnette Lamothe-Ramos has agreed to unleash me on to New York Fashion Week. I can’t wait to bring dick jokes to the haughty snobs behind the world’s biggest and most boring brands. And I also can’t wait to highlight for you the designers in New York that I feel are actually doing something exciting and worth giving a fuck about…
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The philosopher Ninomiya Kinjiro was born into a poor family in 18-century Japan. He had to work and didn’t have time to study, so he read his books as he worked and became a great man. In his honour, bronze statues depicting him reading and carrying firewood were erected all over the country, mostly in primary schools, but today these are decreasing in number.
Even as you pull that flak jacket over your camo trousers and stuff a sequined sweater into your knapsack (there might be a dance party after the demo), even as you draw an A on your arm and circle it or tattoo meat is murder on your vegan-sleek tummy, the ghosts of progressive fashions past are cheering you on…
The Olympic Games are a chance for the greatest athletes in the world to showcase their abilities at digesting very strange drugs that make them jump higher, swim faster and gymnastic more artfully than everybody else. At the same time, the Olympic Games is also an opportunity for every nation to showcase their ability to dress said athletes without making them look like utter fuck-ups on a weird stag or hen party holiday. And while certain nations with a fashion industry of their own (here’s looking at you, Italy) end up looking pretty dapper, others don’t.
Here’s a list shaming those countries and the kits that have been stinking out the Olympics so far.
It’s a bit of a wonder that communism hasn’t fallen to its knees, screaming, “You win!” at Nike. Since 2006, the company has implanted tracking sensors into its line of Nike+ sneakers, a practice you would think certainly has political implications. A couple of weeks ago, the Hyperdunk (basketball) and Lunar (training) both received the Nike+ treatment with an updated “pressure sensor,” becoming the Hyperdunk+ and Lunar TR1+ respectively with glow-in-the-dark details. Both shoes boast sensors embedded in the “corners” of the sole and a processor in the middle that uploads all its information wirelessly to an app in your phone.
