Encouraging news for magazine mavens

So I am sitting here trying to figure out how to pack another pair of boots
into my suitcase for a two week stint in the mountains. The suitcase is
winning so I'm not in a good way. I also feel like I'm getting sick so
that's strike two. I was thinking I was going to take a day off from
yammering but I just have to tell you about a great article I found on WSJ
today heralding the return of print, and magazines in particular due in part
to a huge campaign by five big publishers.

I am aware that I am posting this as I write on this here blog, and most of
you only click on this blog because you see it pop up on Facebook or Twitter
or some other thing. But I must tell you that I will never ever give up my
magazines, albeit kicking and screaming. I love magazines, always have,
always will. Still a very captivating tool if you ask me- nothing beats the
touch and feel of a new Vanity Fair when settling into a long flight. I for
one still enjoy turning a page. Magazines are still powerful cultural
currency and a viable source of information and inspiration. I have been
saying for months that the power of digital is beyond comprehension, but I
have been wondering if there will be a return for more traditional media as
some folks begin to feel disconnected from each other, let alone the printed
word.

I'm excerpting but this is powerful stuff in a quote from none other than
Jann Wenner, a pivotal force in mag land:

"The spark for the campaign was a "manifesto" Mr. Wenner penned last year,
in which he said that just as TV didn't kill magazines, the Internet was a
threat only to publications that lost focus on what makes magazines unique.
"In a certain way, this campaign is aimed at the magazine business itself,"
Mr. Wenner.

That the campaign might seem out of sync coming from an industry that has
spent so much time trying to prove it can hold its own in the digital arena
is beside the point, executives involved in the collaboration say. The
purpose of the campaign is to remind people that these brands are rooted in
print products with huge cultural and commercial influence, they say.

"Going digital is very important to Time Inc., but I don't want my clients
to believe that no one is reading the printed word," says Time Inc. Chief
Executive Ann Moore."

Read the full article below and viva la print- Ms. Wintour need not quit her
day job just yet...

http://online.wsj.com/article/SB10001424052748703940704575090120113003314.html

Fashion need not be painful

Kristen Stewart technically looks decent in this ensemble. She's got a cute
bod, the dress is feminine and pretty, and the shoes are lovely as well. But
why does she ALWAYS look so uncomfortable in her clothes? At Fashion Week
she looked as if she wanted to stab herself in the sternum. Most girls would
be psyched to attend premieres and fashion shows and wear designer clothing.
Not our Kristen. She would rather be at home, smoking cloves, and listen to
R Patz read from some Byronic text. Cheer up, Kristen. Your ennui is not
that cute. It really doesn't go with what the stylist told you to wear.
Contrary to what you indie friends may have told you, bored is NOT the new
black. Just accept that you're pretty and get on with it. Yes- it's true you
play a morose vampire groupie living in the gloomy Northwest but do you have
to act like that in real life??? It's tots cool if you're not a fashion
girl, but try to smile once in a while ya? (Oh and learn how to stand in a
dress while you're at it...you're way too pretty to look that ill at ease).
The only other solution is to just embrace your emo self and stop trying to
look girly...rock some Alexander Wang or a Hedi Slimane suit with a vintage
tee and you may feel a bit more relaxed. I would love to restyle you if you
want PS. I think I could make you smile a bit more or at least give you
something rockin' to go with that perpetual glum visage of yours.

These Boots

I spotted these boots the other day on uncrate.com and admittedly got a
little twittery. The Maine Hunting Shoe had quite an effect on me. Loving
the thick socks, the hairy legs, the Northeastern nod that I often miss so
dearly. Happily spoken for, I was never the girl that went gaga for the guy in the
fancy suit and Gucci loafers- there is nothing better than a man in jeans
and a tee shirt. Or hunting shoes and bare muscular legs. Full stop. If you
have very gangly limbs or an unearthly pallor, don't wear these. If you'd
like to know what type of man should be wearing these, then read on.

The man in this shot is probably named Dean. He has never heard of Fred
Segal but that's straight with me. He probably has a limited repertoire of
things he likes to make for dinner, but they're all solid, tasty, and
comforting. Perhaps he played rugby in high school or was on crew, but was a
bit too much of a lone wolf to be a true team player. He grew up in New
Hampshire and dropped out of college to find himself and did some deep sea
fishing in the Keys for a minute. He has read Hemingway but thinks he's a
bit overrated. He doesn't really cry, but did tear up while watching
"Brian's Song". He doesn't put product in his hair and his boys are jealous
of how evenly he can grow a beard. He smells like your freshman History
professor. He is a huge fan of Jeff Bridges, especially as the Dude. He
likes girls who wear flimsy sundresses. Lately he's rediscovered how great
The Modern Lovers are, hell the whole Beserkely canon in general. He's
hanging at his parents house in Maine in this shot- it's fall and he's
wondering why the hell he hasn't met you yet. His sense of humor is not
immediately evident, but after a couple of Makers and gingers, it will take
you by surprise. He loves America but is curious about the peculiar foods of
Japan, though he finds Andrew Zimmern insufferable. (A plus). He is vaguely
aware he is a bit of a cliché, but he's cool with that.

Now go and tap him on the shoulder and get him to look away from that lake
with that broad smile of his which will warm your jaded urban heart. He did
not buy this shoe with you in mind, but is pleased to have your full and
rapt attention. Now that he does, it's up to you to fill in the rest...

Long live the rugged Northeastern man with nice legs. Thanks LL Bean for the
inspiration- most shoes don't have it in 'em to do that to a gal. To all my
single female friends- go find him and see if all the above is true. I hope
you send me a picture from your wedding, which will probably take place on
this very dock.

(On preorder at LL Bean...limited edition. $129. Run.)

Hot Part Two

A little something for the boys courtesy of my husband. After a less than
fruitful search for another hot chick to post, Ex Beatle wife (Ringo)
Barbara Bach came up last night over a homemade pizza dinner. This still is
from the movie "Caveman", an intensely celebral film about prehistoric
times in which she played Lana, the sexy cave chick. Ringo was in it too.
Husband loved the movie for obvious reasons. I agree she is not ugly. Enjoy.

What's your heritage?

I think I posted a few shakes back about how so many brands are launching
"Heritage" collections. Brands like Levi's, Land's End, Banana Republic, and
Barbour are launching lines that reflect their brand's history, with a
twist. Lesser known brands like Dr. Romanelli are producing heritage denim
lines for the likes of Barney's and Levi's, complete with vintage patchwork.

I think it's quite timely- lately I am on a quest for authentic experiences
that I can connect to- whether it's clothes, travel, food, or books, it's a
comfort to embrace those things that celebrate quality and good values. In
such unpredictable times where technology is changing faster than light
speed, look for more well known brands to herald their history with items
and collections that encapsulate not only where they are going, but where
they have been. It speaks to those of us who know who we are and are not
necessarily looking to reinvent, but to look at things we have always loved
with a fresh eye yet a deep trust- tried and true. Amidst layoffs and
redefining of roles in the workplace, maybe we all need to take a look at
our own personal heritage and find out what made us tick in the first place.
And if you are not a fan of your OWN heritage, you can always pretend to
have grown up on the English countryside (Barbour), or on the plains of the
Serengeti (Banana Republic).

How could I have missed this???? Oyyyy...

From Heeb's blog:

"Olympic crowds got a real treat last night: Ice skaters Roman and Alexandra Zaretsky twirled around to the Bar Mitzvah favorite, the "Hava Nagila." The brother/sister duo, dressed in orthodox-style outfits with heads covered by yarmulke and schmatta, respectively, played a young groom and bride."

Wow. Jewish Athletes. Dressed like mensches. On ice. IN THE OLYMPICS!! Amazing. (Yes it's odd they are playing groom and bride even though they are bro and sis. But still...)

Yes Michelle yes

You nailed it girl...loving the sideswept bang, the smoky eye, the nude lip,
the chandelier earring, and of course the gun show courtesy of your fav
silhouette, the sleeveless sheath. You are owning a very real vamp moment
here..love.

Bad Ass Chicks

I need to summon my inner BAC...tough broads rule. You may notice most of
these chicks not only rule but ROCK as well. True there are loads more but
these ladies rock, ace, recant, amuse and look damn cool doing it. Love
these women and their fearless moxie- I need me some of that. And yes, those
are Tina's legs. I could use those too...

Last night's Curry Soba from Hiro's Yakko San: An Ode

Oh soba from Hiro's. You feed my soul.
Your dusky curry miso broth cures my malaise.
I know I shouldn't have eaten so many other things before you.
Not being able to finish you was a crime.

You deserve an ode, an Oscar, a Pulitzer- whatever you want, really. You're
just that good.

If I could eat you each day of my life I would.
You are divinely comforting in all your soba noodle goodness. I like the
carrots too- nice touch.
You are simple in a way that all things should be.
You could soothe the broken hearted and heal the swine infested with your
warmth.

I suggest a crack at world peace, but let's start small for now.

The tourists that stay at those luxe hotels on the beach may never know the
joy of your richness as you are hidden inside a cheap strip mall.

I may be greedy but delight in that fact as there will always be more for
me. Though you inspire me to write cliched poems and drip broth all over my new
shirt from Calypso, I just love you. That is all.

More please.

(For those who don't know about this place, get there. Now. Don't be
surprised if you rip off Byron after you eat at this joint. It's truly
inspired and a rare gem in the Miami restaurant scene.)

http://yakko-san.com/

Old Friends

I was searching for cool images this am and came across this little
gem...was a delight to find it as I had a postcard of it hanging in my room
when I was a teenager. I was image obsessed then and I still am now...was
like finding a little treasure from my past that is still so pretty today.
My room as a high school kid was filled from floor to ceiling with all kinds
of things I was digging- old photos of James Dean, black and white fashion
shots, a Man Ray poster. Seeing an image that I was digging on in the past
put a smile on my face this am. Guess we really don't change that much after
all...