Super Young Designer Makes Ugly Stuff. Sorry.
I'm sure Gabby Applegate, the 19-year-old designer of Witches, is a very nice girl. And as an older female I don't enjoy pulverizing the plucky spirit of the youf unless there's a cash prize but I just saw her 2010 spring/summer lookbook hoping to see dewy-skinned, clear-eyed promise and sadly didn't.
This stuff is fugs. And for the most part it's not her fault since it is a very specific Los Angeles flavor of bad.
Like that weird, ren-festy, softgothrock where lace-up closures negate the need for draping, construction, sewing or basically anything even closely resembling talent other than an opposable thumb that can punch grommets into things (though any decently big animal with a hinged jaw could make this happen) and the wherewithal to push fabric in any consistent direction through a serger. Though threading a serger is no small task so bully for her and/or the underpaid Latin person who actually made the final product.
I want this girl to get better. She gets shine. She is sweet in interviews. And she's been at it for a year which for most of us is the length of time divided by two since we last hit the gym but for her is a sizable fraction of life. There is one cute dress in the bunch but I'm fairly certain she used elastic for the waistband and just gathered the fabric around it which unless you are making a scrunchie is not something you should ever find yourself doing in life in the construction of human clothes. Here's a neat rule of thumb: If it's the "hot" where any member of Lorenzo Lamas's family would wear what you are making, kill it dead with fire. Then douse it with holy water. Real holy water, not the bullshit Anglican church kind. Fucking sellouts.
Looks like the love child of Marilyn Manson and that scary girl with raccoon eyes on 'Gossip Girl.' Eek.
The Anglican holy water may not be up to snuff but the communion wine is extra strength port. Good *hic* stuff.
Two bucks to the first person who can put on those tights without tripping over her/himself.
And it goes a little somethin' like this.
I started getting worried when you maligned ren faires and grommets (BOTH EXCELLENT THINGS YES THEY ARE SHUT UP THEY ARE TOO) but oh yeah. Wow. Not cute.
Oooh, now this page has an advertisement for grommets. Makes me want to do some crafting.
The commenter at the link who made the Lip Service comparison was not so far off.
I was going to say something that you might find at Hot Topic.
Quick, someone call 'The Craft' Services – bitch needs a sammich.
I am relishing the Choi and also imagining a website where the reviewer models the goods he or she is trashing. The technology for this exists.
When the nicest thing about your collection is the one pair of Louboutin booties you own – you've failed.
Exactly, I was all "Oooo… the shoes" until I saw that they were Louboutin. Well, of course I like them!
Ladies, I believe they're shoeties. But we can all agree that Louboutin is the bomb!
Shoot! Shooties.
do 'sad ants' the photograher repeated over and over…
It's like the sale rack if Etsy had a Livejournal department.
Blood goes straight to the hips, apparently.
Who knew?
Loved the swipe at the Anglicans at the end.
and get your hair out of your eyes, young lady.
it looks good on…
fire.
STOP MAKING ME LOVE YOU, MARY HK CHOI.
It's gonna sell.
Ok, maybe not that capelet thing.
Where are the skank boots?
What, the tights aren't skanky enough on their own?
She looks just like my Second Life avatar!
AHAHAHAHAHAHA. Totally. squillions and squillions of lindens in fat lace rick-rack.
Mo lindens, mo problems.
If any decently sized animal with a hinged jaw or an opposable thumb can punch grommets into things, then why are we are all so thrilled to be here?
those leggings are heinous.