From Jennifer Lawrence at the Golden Globes to Anna from Frozen , Angie and Mayhem have created dozens of fabulous dresses out of materials straight from the craft shop. All photos via Instagram.co…
Welp… my ovaries just exploded…
Really, this is a “designer, artist, any person who takes pride in what they do and deserve due credit” gripe.
I’m sitting here now, a 24 year old at 11pm on a Friday night… working on my grind. Where do I want to be? Out. I was tempted. YET I chose to dedicate time to my craft. Be responsible and finish up some garments. After that, I’ll do a few other business related things.
I just made a few small complaints to a close friend about how my weekend will be garbage. Tomorrow, I work. Sunday, I’m off and although I’ll have a small break to wish a good friend a Happy Birthday, the rest will be dedicated to the grind.
But this is NOT my gripe. I don’t mind putting in work. What I mind is putting in work without recognition.
I just read a fashion show recap of a show on a blog. I do NOT discredit bloggers as a whole but this one made me -____-. It’s a FASHION SHOW RECAP and the author commented on each collection with their opinion. Ok… nothing wrong there. But nowhere, and I mean NOWHERE, in this article was there mention of a designer, a collection name, a brand… nothing. NO recognition. NO CREDIT! Pretty much just says, “This collection was fantabulous because it had pinstripe banana boat shoes and I liked that psychedelic bohemian pinky ring.”
Welp… alrighty then…
When you review a movie, don’t you name the movie? Name the actors? I know for a fact that a program was handed out at this particular show. Is it too much to just do a little page flip to find a twitter handle and type it under your review?
I’m not picking at this one blogger… it’s a common occurrence. And it sucks. Some of us designers (especially indie) spend MONTHS prepping for shows - blood, sweat, and tears, literally, amid sleepless nights. And a playa can’t eem get a shout out. Mmmm, bye. That sucks. If we weren’t here doing these shows, you’d have no fashion blog. We feed you, can we get some snacks, too; a symbiotic relationship, no?
Please. Hear my cries! People this fashion is superficial enough as it is… geez.
*Sort of Disclaimer: Syreeta C is an Aries. Sorry, not sorry. And since the blogger didn’t do any shout-outs, I won’t shout them out. Teehee.
Lupita Nyong’o may be preparing herself for a potential Oscar win, but if you ask us, she has already won awards season this year. From that drop dead Ralph Lauren number at the Golden Globes to her epic turquoise Gucci dress at the SAG Awards, the a…
Oh dear God, yes.
This made me smile.
"Who is perfect?"
Together with the NFL and CFDA, we recruited a team of your favorite designers, from rookie MVPs to Hall of Fame labels, in celebration of Super Bowl XLVIII. Huddle up and tackle your most stylish game day to date with gridiron gear, the chance to bid on 48 haute couture helmets to support one great cause, the NFL Foundation.
I love SO many of these… Idk if I can pick a favorite, but Marchesa can do no wrong, in my eyes.
Attention, designers: We’re sick of your crap.
I’m a designer and I’m sick of this crap, too.