Thursday, 11 June 2015

My first obituary: Sir Christopher Lee dies at 93

As part of my journalism training at the Press Association last summer, I was required to master the art of obituary writing and Sir Christopher Lee was the lucky demi-corpse I picked from The Deathlist. Having spent a morbid Sunday afternoon delving into this man's great life under the pretence that he had already pegged it, I developed quite a soft spot for this fine actor and had hoped this obituary remain in the realm of fiction for a little while longer. 
Britain’s most distinguished horror villain, actor Sir Christopher Lee was famed for his personification of some of cinema’s greatest miscreants. The actor’s portrayal of Count Dracula,  Count Dooku and Saruman cemented him as Hollywood’s man on the dark-side.

Sir Christopher’s deep, strong voice and 6ft 5 stature made him instantly recognisable to audiences. His height had initially hindered his acting career but as Dracula he became a Hammer horror legend. One of cinema’s hardest working actors, Sir Christopher appeared in 280 films.

The actor’s career with Hammer began with the film, The Curse of Frankestein but it was as Dracula that he is perhaps remembered most fondly. It was during his years with Hammer that the actor established his working relationship and lifelong friendship with Peter Cushing.

By the mid-seventies the actor had grown tired of his role as Dracula and feared becoming typecast. In an attempt to move away from the horror genre, Sir Christopher appeared in The Three Musketeers, The Four Musketeers: Milady’s Revenge, and The Man with the Golden, in which he played Bond villain Francisco Scaramanga. James Bond creator Ian Fleming was the actor’s step-cousin.

In more recent years he enjoyed global recognition as Count Dooku in Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones and as Saruman in The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit film trilogies. The actor famously auctioned off his memorabilia from the film, including Saruman’s iconic staff and Aragorn’s sword. He said: “I feel it is now time that someone else is able to enjoy their magic.” Sir Christopher was gifted the sword as show of appreciation for his work in the films. He was known to be an accomplished swordsman and had exceptional knowledge of Tolkien's works.

Christopher Lee was born in Belgravia, Westminster, London in 1922. He served in the Royal Air Force during the Second World War. Following his release from military service he joined the Rank Organisation to train as an actor in its Charm School. He married his wife, former Danish model Birgit Kroencke in 1961. His daughter Christina outlives him.

The actor regularly appeared in the films of American director Tim Burton. Sir Christopher was cast for roles in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street and Alice in Wonderland. As the Gentleman Ghost in Sweeney Todd, Sir Christopher recorded ‘The Ballad of Sweeney Todd”.

Although Sir Christopher voiced many characters throughout his career, the actor was lesser known for his singing talents. Classically trained, he is credited on many film soundtracks but it is metal music that the actor loved most. At the age of 91 his single ‘Jingle Hell’ made him the oldest living performer to have ever entered the music charts.  

The actor was awarded an OBE in 2001 and was subsequently knighted in the 2009 Queen’s Birthday Honours list for his contributions to film, television and charity. He received the BAFTA Fellowship in 2011.

Sir Christopher Lee, actor, was born on May 27, 1922. He died June 11 2015, aged 93






Saturday, 30 August 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES VI: Multimedia journalist hype

I've started a post-grad course at the Press Association so I thought I'd share a little of what's been happening on the PMA blog.

Apparently we're all multimedia journalist now! I guess that was always the plan but the reality hadn't dawned on me until now. Bar a few formalities (passing FIVE exams and overcoming chronic hysteria) we've pretty much made it.

*I am, of course, completely jumping the gun but it's of great comfort when the prospect of failing these exams is becoming ever greater - if you make it to week 9 you'll understand. Anyway back to being a shit hot multimedia journalist.

Having handed Roberta my complete work book, my next feat was to upload the vox pop we produced onto YouTube. And it was as I published the first piece of video journalism that I'd had a hand in producing that I realised that it had all been worth it. I was a multimedia journalist.
In celebration of all that multimedia magic here are five of my favourite multimedia things:

1.Victoria Vox Pop

This is the vox pop Liv, Rudy and I produced. Way back in July (really not that long ago but it feels it) we wrote, filmed and edited this to make our debut as video journalists. Not bad eh?

Must get round to changing the intro music.

2. Urvasi Urvasi - Humse Hai Muqabla (1994)

This is everything. To my horror, I found myself nodding my head to a Will.i.am song but thankfully this is why. (IN MY OPINION, BASED ON LOADZ OF RESEARCH) The talentless little twerp couldn't have possibly produced a great song without borrowing from a classic like this.

Also I really feel in the right circumstances Rudy and I could do great things with this... Rudy?

3.Francky Vincent - Fruit de la Passion

Francky Vincent - Fruit de la passion by melaniie2b
In the absence of any kind of experience of summer I've been living vicariously through things like this. Clearly my mental stability is not an issue.

4. As Told By Ginger - Little Seal Girl
And on that note, here's one of our PA after-hours anthems.

5. Harmony Smith - HEY Vine
       
Although my journalism skills may have multiplied, my social skills have somewhat suffered.

*If you have noticed an absence of "ALS Ice Bucket Challenge" Videos that is because I'm hoping they will soon disappear into the same internet black hole that all those "No Makeup Selfies" did (along with all those pledged donations).

**Clearly I am now a cynical multimedia journalist.                       

Thursday, 21 August 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES V: Work Placement

Imagine us as foetuses incubated in the most intense and secure Press Association womb; warm, comfortable, our development near complete, our respective umbilical cords now well intwined.

Still with me?

Well mumma Roberta has cut the cords and shipped her baby journos out into the working world.


The first week of placement is almost up and it's been strange coping without my PA people. Being back at ELLE with six weeks of 24-7 journalism training under my belt has felt pretty good 
but going it alone has reminded me of the big bad world that awaits us in just a few weeks. 

If Roberta will remember her Summer 2014 flock for one thing it'll be how well we all got on. Although none of us have taken our "special friendships" to the next level (thank God) and we've pretty much rejected all of Tom's invitations to the pub, it's been nice* to be amongst friends. 

*Minus the "Lad Chart", curated by our "Lad Editor" (Aka another man without a purpose) 

It's made this process a whole lot easier, even if it might have slowed down our productivity. Luckily, life at ELLE hasn't been too lonely as I had a few allies already and hot-desking* means a fresh batch of desk buddies everyday.

*Hot-desking also means feeling homeless at work. Make of it what you will - it's modern!

A week away from PA has given me the time and space to revaluate a lot of things. I really value the work that we've produced collaboratively, particularly Industries 2 Invest In (our app). I can see why there is such an emphasis on being "team-players".
No man is an island and no magazine was produced by one (wo)man.

But I am island-ing it for these two weeks and there's still the obituary to write (not mine - maybe mine) and the review and it's bank holiday weekend and that means Notting Hill Carnival. 
Being out in the real world is bittersweet.
  This can be read as a) Roberta engulfing us once again or b) Us meeting our fateful end.

Sunday, 3 August 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES IV: Media Law: At least it's in "Public Interest"

Libel
Defamation by written or printed words, or in any form other than spoken words or gestures.
Slander
CBA - No one sues for slander.

I write this acutely aware of the threat of libel, slander, copyright, contempt, or any other legal action that might see me locked up or penniless before I even qualify as a journalist.

We've spent a welcomed day away from the Press Association revising for our media law mock tomorrow. What this really means is that we've spent the day reminding ourselves of just why we should never write anything again.

Essentially the law is on ever other f*****'s side – except the journalist's.  For a while learning media law felt quite Ally McBeal and kind of cool to know at least some of what keeps us all in line - well most journalists (libel by innuendo? Who knows... sue me.) At least in the likely event that we are sued, we have some kind of knowledge of what might defend us against the oppressive monsters (libel)I guess it's good to know your enemy.

That said, I've been facing a more immediate enemy in the form of subbing (←Probs ungrammatical). Just no. I've thoroughly enjoyed and benefited from the liberalisation of education but they could at least teach you grammar! Any previous PMA-ers will understand the pain endured whilst trying to sub Keith's Wolves masterpiece. God forbid he uses another of my passive sentences from this post as subbing bait.

FYI GIFS ARE A COMPLETE INFRINGEMENT OF COPYRIGHT

Friday, 25 July 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES III: Features: Featuring our resident idiots

We're coming to the end of our first week of features training and apparently no-one reads features anymore (or at least we don't - hoes exposed). But eventually we'll write "great" features that people will read and not use to line their cat's litter trays.

Whilst that's been tricky enough for us to get our heads around it appears some of our fellow trainee journalists are still in need of some more basic education.

During another early morning shorthand lesson with the lovely Richard a few unusual questions were raised:

SAM asked what a BANGLE was...



TOM as always asked MANY  things but amongst the most mind-boggling...He had no idea what  "Feng Shuey" was aka  Feng Shui to the rest of us...

But SAM did know and was quick to explain... "It's complete sh!t3"... philistine.
Richard and I also had to explain to TOM what a "Bunga Bunga" party was...
In other news ROSIE is a tarot reading witch...

Wednesday, 16 July 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES II: PA aka the Photobooth Association

I'm back for my second post and this week we discovered photobooth – SORRY


Nicholas (in green) was particularly happy, Kaltrina and Sam less so.
Feeling left out, I decided to start documenting writing news pieces (see below) and short snappy news has been proving more difficult than any of us anticipated. Those snippets of news you might read half of in the Metro on your way to work are hard to write people (if you want to write them well and Roberta's your editor) 
I find myself sprouting Roberta's journo gospel even when I don't want to hear it. "But how the hell are we moving the story forward guys?" It's starting to feel like we're stuck on a loop and some news just won't "move forward".

That being said today I had my first news story accepted (with minor amendments needed obvs) but still 50 odd words of progress and I didn't even make it to a third attempt. This feels like a milestone but it's becoming apparent that it'll mean nothing in the very near future. 

Talking of the future this week we met chief chimpanzee Darshan Sanghrajka who according to his twitter bio is a "stand up, economist, creative, marketing strategist, social impact person" and sexist (just kidding Darshan - wow women aren't funny). He was great and taught us all about Search Engine Optimisation or SEO as we now call it. Thanks to him we're all pretty fluent in social media. For some of us (Olivia) SEO stands more for Stalking Energy Optimisation and for others (Sam) meeting Darshan meant losing their twitter virginity. Sam's yet to tweet but I heard he's totes getting Instagram ####

Anyway back to the Photobooth Association...
I finally plucked up the courage to ask to borrow Olivia's glasses. As a blind person without glasses this is pretty big.  
Then this guy started paining the computer room door... 
And the fumes got pretty intense.... 
And I started to feel pretty intense. 
He did't seem to care that I had "serious" Photobooth work to do.
I got a little desperate....
Then we become pals! #fumes #friends

Monday, 7 July 2014

PRESS ASSOCIATION DIARIES I: A Journalist not a writer

I've started a post-grad course at the Press Association so I thought I'd share a little of what's been happening on the pma blog

DAY 1: SAY HELLO TO THE PRESS ASSOCIATION & GOODBYE TO YOUR LIVES 

In the beginning there were nine and they were fresh faced and hopeful but they weren't journalists. The trainee journalists you'll be hearing from this summer are me (Kasia Hastings), Kaltrina Bylykbashi, Nicholas Dawson, Tom Johnson, Sam Allen, Rudy Katoch, Olivia McCreahedley, Blayne Pereira, and Rosie Clarke - that's if we make it past week one.

There was an exciting nervous energy at the Press Association this morning as lead course tutor Roberta Cohen's lambs came in for the slaughter. But what we didn't know is that Roberta had far greater plans for us than Sunday lunch's lamb chops. FYI the course starts as it means to go on, they mean business and every second I spend here the more of a journalist I feel. 

For our first task we turned our backs on the internet and took to the streets of Victoria to get the story on the local area. Whilst it was important for Blayne to ascertain the whereabouts of the nearest Nandos, what this really taught us is that far better information can be acquired by actually getting out there and speaking to people. (And as we now know this means it's the best way of getting a new angle for your news story too, even if it means actually talking to real people - AH!)

After day one I'm feeling suitably scared and excited but actually far less panicked than I thought I'd be (I expect that'll come later). It's nice to feel fully committed to something that is equally committed to me. And since we've sized each other up and exchanged follows on twitter I'm feeling pretty happy with the comrades I have beside me too. 

(Expect me to be a little more unhinged in my next blog post and naturally more entertaining- we can only hope) 



Thursday, 23 January 2014

PROFESSIONALLY PROCRASTINATING

Regrettably those "weekly musings" that I promised way back in 2013 haven't been quite so frequent but I'm sure the world's been surviving just fine. What can be relied upon is my penchant for procrastination but it hasn't all been fruitless, here's a taste of what I have been up to...

For Dazed & Confused's 1993 To Infinity issue I interviewed NY cool kids Ratking rapper Wiki and photographer Yung Bambi aka Jude Liana as part of Dazed's pick of the '93 kids killing it in 2013... 

Read the full interview at: http://www.dazeddigital.com/music/article/16721/1/20-20-visions-yung-bambi

And for the current #Power issue of Husk Magazine I looked to the work of Vivian Maier to try to reflect upon the artistic depths of the infamous "selfie"...

Since her life’s work was accidently discovered by amateur historian John Maloof at a Chicago auction house in 2007, Vivian Maier has become a captivating enigma and a name that attracts reverence similar to that of photography greats Diane Arbus, Robert Frank and Weegee. Through a collection of roughly 100,000 negatives, prints and recordings the very private world of this reclusive woman has slowly come to light. Vivian’s photographs capture something unique in life’s characters and the scenes they inhabit. Having spent most of her life as a nanny, her photos now present some of the preliminary and most extensive examples of early Street Photography and have already been the subject of a first book, produced by Maloof.  As thousands more images materialise for the first time, an incredible collection of self-portraits has emerged. Vivian’s self-portraits reveal a personal intimacy that perhaps her Street Photography does not. They offer insight into who this mysterious woman was, or who she thought she might be. For his latest project, Maloof has produced a book of these self-portraits that in many ways act as a precursor to our current obsession with turning the camera on ourselves and the “selfie” phenomenon that has defined 21st century culture thus far.

Although the word can be traced back to 2004, the “selfie” really came into fruition in 2010 with the introduction of Apple’s Iphone 4 –crucially with a front facing camera–and with the birth of Instagram. Whilst the self as subject is in no way a new concept and photographers have long embraced it, the Iphone 4’s front facing camera enabled any average Joe to effortlessly capture their self-portrait.  The emergence of Instagram in the following months provided a home for and a means of publicly sharing what we now embrace as the selfie. Instagram offered an environment for people to opt into selfie culture without any guilt, for the practice to fester and eventually become the viral phenomenon we see today.  The success of the selfie lies in the manner in which it functions for a wide cross section of society, all with differing motives for embracing the trend. Whether it’s a simple question of documentation (questionable) or the control it offers the person, the selfie has infiltrated contemporary culture and it’s easy to see why.

Like Vivian, many people use the self-portrait or selfie as a space for self-exploration or documentation, a way of privately exploring who they are at that moment in time or more immediately documenting what they have achieved. Cause for this latter kind of selfie can be the tracking of weight loss, fitness programs, pregnancies, even a night on the town. These all have links to motivation and encouragement but also crucially to validation. Whilst our current selfie culture presents us with unprecedented control over the image we project of ourselves, vanity, validation and insecurity can all become tied up in this when such focus is placed on the self. This current style of self-portraiture allows us a way of reaffirming our identity in digital form. Through a plethora of angles, poses and filters we are able to manipulate the image we communicate to the world and perform a personal PR exercise of sorts.

The self-portrait undoubtedly offers its subject a space to express themselves freely but does our current re-appropriation of the form stem from a more shallow place? Perhaps we are now less concerned with identifying a part of our true selves and more with conveying our own controlled perceptions of what we understand that to be. The selfie reflects an unhealthy preoccupation with the way we look but also with gaining the acceptance of other people. It represents yet another symptom of our culture of oversharing and the scrutiny that occurs when the private is made public.  The selfie has come a long way from the afterschool activity of teenage girls and has become common practice amongst celebrities, politicians and now even Pope Francis who engaged in the first papal selfie this summer, causing a Twitter storm. It has managed to transcend all age groups and stigmas to become an acceptable means of publically communicating who we are in 21st century society.

However the private selfies of Vivian Maier remind us of the authenticity that has been lost from the form. If we examine Vivian’s self-portraits we begin to see a more playful side to a woman who some described as proud or as having had terrible manners. She worked with an abundance of shapes, moods and reflective trickery; using mirrors, shop windows, distorted glass, moving reflections and shadows. She does not always look into the lens, nor can you always distinguish her face in the photographs but each self-portrait represents an attempt to capture a different part of herself. Vivian was perhaps most honest, most expressive and most playful in her own company.

As Maloof brings the last of Vivian’s negatives to light and with them her story, it raises the question, are we not betraying this woman’s privacy? After all she took photos for herself, the majority of them undeveloped, images only captured through her eyes. Although Vivian is part of a renaissance in Street Photography and now in self-portraiture, would she have had any interest in being part of what these practices have become? Most likely not, but like so many movements that have crept into mainstream culture over the last century, the roots of selfie culture do lie in art, and Vivian Mair represents the purest elements at the heart of self-portraits and selfies. When Vivian took her own photograph she was engaging in a playful and private world, a world that allowed her to have full agency over whatever fragment of herself she might capture in that moment. There is an intimacy with the self that uniquely occurs whilst taking a self-portrait and this is conceivably why so many still feel uncomfortable engaging in this phenomenon.  Perhaps this space of reflective intimacy has only been corrupted by our contemporary compulsion to share every inch of who we are and the self-portrait bastardised into what we now know as the selfie. 


On behalf of Westfield Pulse I interviewed Superdry founders Julian Dunkerton and James Holder at Battersea Power Station to to celebrate 10 years of the iconic British brand...



I also joined exciting new publication Prowl as their Fashion Writer... 


To read the full feature pick up a copy of the pilot issue here:



Tuesday, 16 April 2013

A ROYAL SELLOUT: Panasonic's Royal Booty

I can't seem to keep my side of the bargain and here goes another diversion from the weekly musings I promised. But with Wills and Kate approaching their second wedding anniversary -foetus in tow- who better to reignite my commitment?! Celebrating the royals may have prevented me going to Brownies as a child raised on the left but I'm damned if it gets in the way of me and some booty.

So at the risk of compromising my integrity and with the intent of avoiding writing something throughly intellectually brilliant I have assumed the position of royal dj. 

In truth, One Chocolate got in touch and asked if I would like to take part in a competition to promote Panasonic’s brand new wireless speakers, the NE Series. The task, to create a ‘Top 5′ playlist to celebrate Kate & Wills’ second wedding anniversary. 

1. Pulp - 'Common People' 
Keeping it real with common Kate. 

2. Mystery Jets - 'Half in Love With Elizabeth'
Family Affair: Kate vs. Queen & Country

3. Beyonce & Jay Z - 'Bonnie & Clyde' 
Indestructible: Will's and Kate could learn a lot from Jay and Bey - perhaps not in terms of baby names - but a dinner party must happen. 

3. Justin Bieber - 'BABYBABYBABY'...
Heirs & Graces: Seems appropriate with a royal bun in the oven and with 848,983,349 views on youtube to date Bieber is probably the only baby who'll receive equivalent attention. 

5. Cheryl Cole 'Fight For This Love'
And finally: Lets not forget Kate hung on in there. But more importantly the Duchess is said to have donned Cheryl's famous split trousers and have been step perfect during her performance of Cheryl's 'Fight For This Love' on her hen do, so naturally we should encourage the recreation of this moment.
Also this is never inappropriate...
The Duchess of Newcastle 

Monday, 8 April 2013

UPCYCLED OPULENCE: Akleriah's 'Quedenraha' at the Queen's House Greenwich

Apologies for my absence. Naturally I have been crazy busy conquering the world and simply compassionate enough to give you reprieve from whatever chains of responsibility, guilt or lunacy that bring you here and not on any kind of "intellectual vacation". Here is a review I was asked to write for Akleriah.

On Saturday 23rd as most of us sought shelter under our duvets from the mad March snow, I was invited to attend, ‘Quedenraha’ the latest piece from performance art collective, Akleriah. Commissioned by the Queens House in the Royal Borough of Greenwich, ‘Quedenraha’ is a thirty minute, site specific performative response to the Queen’s House’s latest exhibition, ‘Alice Kettle: The Garden of England’. Curating new and existing work, artist Alice Kettle’s exhibition primarily celebrates the aesthetic of the monarchs and courtiers of the historic building (originally built in 1616 by architect Inigo Jones for Queen Anne of Denmark) and its original setting as a garden retreat.  Through the framework of their own creative aesthetic, heavily influenced by traditional handcraft and upcycling and in this instance the historical influence of courtly masques, Akleriah present a rich tapestry of dance, music and art. ‘Quedenraha’ challenges the audience’s perception of this space and the traditional understanding of gender, status and the body it upholds.

Subversion is a theme central to ‘Quedenraha’, in its careful devising traditional elements of masques are intertextually referenced and subverted. The role of the Queen is typically divided into two characters allowing for two identities to be explored, but the Queen acknowledged by the other performers and given higher status in the piece is played by a male performer. The audience is prompted to engage with the protagonist of the piece as an exploration of gender and body rather than of royal indulgence. Similarly, choreographed ensemble dance by Holasz, typically seen in traditional masques is present in moments of lively ensemble performance and then respectively subverted by Akleriah choreographer, Lenka Horakova in the division of the performers and consequently the audience’s attention. The audience of this piece is wonderfully encouraged to independently negotiate the space and elect the part of the performance they wish to engage with.  Akleriah’s work engages with postmodern principles of the de-hierarchization, they seek invited and public audiences to participate in all their work and beautifully facilitate as unconstrained an experience for the audience as possible.

Costume plays a pivotal role in ‘Quedenraha’ and is in conversation with the history of the Queen’s House and the historic botanical gardens which surround it. Akleriah’s Anna Kompaniets designed and created the costumes that were influenced by traditional Elizabethan, Tudor, Baroque and Rococo costume but created predominantly using upcycled contemporary consumer waste. The Queens and other cast members are heavily adorned with beautiful costumes handcrafted from materials such as plastic bags which effectively places the opulence of traditional courtly masques in an imagined utopian eco-conscious context. The experimental use and transformation of recyclable materials that has become intrinsic to their work provides a strong, vibrant and opulent aesthetic for the piece and facilitates a contemporary translation of traditional masque elements within ‘Quedenraha’. 

One can draw interesting parallels with the politics at play in ‘Quedenraha’ and those in the original courtly masques commissioned by its Queens. Historically Queen Anne of Denmark adorned controversial disguises whilst partaking in the masques she commissioned, even painting herself as a black queen during a performance of Ben Jonson’s ‘Masque of Blackness’. In ‘Quedenraha’ the Queens of the house provoke comparable controversy for a contemporary audience through their adornment of consumer waste.  I was intrigued by Akleriah’s affiliation of the status, beauty and opulence inherent to the spectacle of a masque with their transformation of consumer waste. Akleriah’s Quedenraha’ effortlessly evokes history and art through which it beautifully seduces its audience into a reimagined world of surreal contemporary opulence at the Queen’s House. 

The performance marked the first in a series of events at the Queen’s House, Royal Museums Greenwich. The 'Garden of England' exhibition is free and runs until the 18 August.

Images via Caroline Skene 
Image via the Royal Museums of Greenwich 


Tuesday, 26 February 2013

"WE SAW YOUR BOOBS" SETH MACFARLANE'S OSCAR BOOB

On Sunday evening as most of us this side of the Atlantic slept with little thought to the Oscars, the 85th Academy Awards was taking place. In a theatre full of designer clad, booze laden and Botox filled stars, this year's host Seth MacFarlane performed an opening musical number that has caused uproar and divided opinion. Accompanied by the Gay Man's Chorus of Los Angeles and a troupe of male dancers, for many MacFarlane's song embodied an all male comical onslaught on a list of Hollywood's leading ladies, whom didn't seem to see the funny side(boob). But what did we expect from the Family Guy creator? The song was very much in keeping with his usual canon, designed to laugh in the face of its audience, so was he not just delivering the goods? Perhaps MacFarlane's gag was not an attack based on the actors' sex but rather their pomposity, simply the pretensions of artistic nuances, of being "naked" and "nude".  Can Hollywood simply not take a joke? 

I personally have no issue with nudity especially in relation to my own body as much of the world knows and has witnessed for itself. Nudity for me is a symptom of feeling comfortable with my body, freedom and almost too frequently a source of comedy. But it is also very much something I must narrate the discourse of. However inflected my agency over my own body is I must retain the feeling that it is mine and noone else's. Perhaps the most problematic thing with "We Saw Your Boobs" is not the joke itself but who is making it. If we strip the joke back to its bare bones, MacFarlane's opening song resembles a cheap attack on women that have strived to achieve in film by those who continue to dominate it.  The host immediately set up an uncomfortable dynamic for the ceremony that was described by writer (and Family Guy fan) Margaret Lyons as not, "an awards ceremony so much as a black-tie celebration of the straight white male gaze". Arguably in a ceremony in which 77 percent of Academy voters are male and most females in the industry bypassed, with 30 of this year's honours awarded to men and just 9 to women, equality between the sexes has not come far enough to accommodate this kind of alienating sexist humiliation. 

The choice of popular comedian Seth MacFarlane to host this year's ceremony is all part of the Academy's move towards attaining a younger audience and came with obvious risks. This is a gamble that despite the immediate outcry against MacFarlane, has seemingly paid off. The 2013 Oscars were the most watch for 3 years and pulled in an audience of 40.3 million. However is this relative "modernisation" at the cost of women of all ages? Whilst there was a distinct focus on the younger generation this year, it would appear this was to the detriment of the female constituents of the film industry. Not only did women fail to gain substantial recognition in the honours but they were relentlessly the butt of MacFarlane's jokes (with varied success). Interestingly, perhaps the best reaction the host received was from Best Actress Winner, Jennifer Lawrence who celebrated her mention as an actress who hadn't revealed her body. But this only serves to highlight the negative representation of women asserted by MacFarlane. 

We may boo and hiss but MacFarlane is no amateur, in his performance he was acutely aware of his own brashness and its effect on the gathered glitterati. However, as Tim Robey of the Telegraph pointed out, "The problem is, MacFarlane's mere awareness of his obvious horribleness as a presenter was no inoculation against it." Did we learn nothing from Ricky Gervais' obnoxious Golden Globe run? Apparently not. Tina Fey and Amy Poehler struck gold as hosts of the Golden Globes this year without a cheap shot in sight, balancing satire and controversy seemlessly. Performances like theirs are worth revisiting to remind ourselves that those like Macfarlane's are unnecessary, outdated and ultimately unsuccessful.
This whole debate reminded me of a recent episode of The Graham Norton Show in which Shame actor Michael Fassbender was teased by Graham and the other male and female guests for the excessive exposure of his own endowment in the film. Does this demonstrate the hypocrisy inhernet to this kind of issue, the double standards that are at work in the film and television industry? Unfortunatley there is a long way to go in negotiating equality even in the Arts and jokes in the vain of Seth MacFarlane's ultimately reaffirm the representation of the female body as a man's domaine- simulatenously celebrated, condemned and mocked. 
Charlize Theron's reaction to her mention in the song.
Jennifer Lawrence conserves her "dignity".
MacFarlane's Oscar Boob(s)
LOL they didn't see our boobs

Tuesday, 19 February 2013

AW13 (Already)

Over the last month I have been on various working vacations which involved unfortunate evenings spent in Travelodges, Premier and Holiday Inns, as well as an unwelcome diversion from my career path and a painful reminder of just why I must stick to it. During this vacation from my career and on the subject of it, I was described by a friend as "a part-time intern" - Haa! Part-time, freelance, free falling...whatever. I am no longer interning for powerhouse-super female-beau ideal-Fashion Editor at Large Melanie Rickey or anyone else for that matter. So as London Fashion Week approached I thought it high time for me to bust my own chops and get the low down for AW13. Today marks the end of lfw and after my baptism of fire into the SS13 shows, this time around I found myself very much on the periphery of the action, attuned to but only occasionally seduced by the tweets of the fashion frow. Over the last week the fashion pack have descended on Somerset House (this year via the Topshop show space at the Tate Modern) and as much as I enjoy my vicarious internet existence there ain't nothing like seeing it in the flesh so off I went to join the Somerset circus. But before braving Somerset House I was faced with my ongoing internal fashion conflict. I have a love-hate relationship with fashion, I tend to view it in binaries constructed in the bi-polar melting pot of my mind. For me fashion is both empowering and crippling, simultaneously an art form and trite, a rich part of culture but also superfluous. I enjoy fashion in the context of it shaping and reflecting society and culture and in the context of my own wardrobe to a point but there is a large portion of it (and people) that I would rather not connect with at all. That said battle face on. Here's the good, the bad and the ugly (naturally not mutually exclusive) from London Fashion Week...

+ London and New York set two very different tones for AW13 office wear:
At Somerset House BFC concierges got a Jonathan Saunders makeover...
(Image via @Topshop)
Whereas in New York less was more in the scorching Marc Jacobs office...
(Image from Style.com)
+ Cara Delevingne the most hard working model this season - a girls gotta eat..?  
(Image via Love Magazine) 
The latest silver-spooned Bedales export, "model of the year" Cara Delevingne is taking over the world. The Vogue cover girl has appeared in just about every show so far this fashion month and she isn't about to put the brakes on anytime soon. In between sporting the pioneering model cam at the Topshop Unique show (because we all need to see the show through her eyes obviously), partying with Rihanna and dating Jake Bugg, the 20 year old also has her sights set on a move into acting. There will be no hiding from Cara Delevingne in 2013. The "kooky" self described "professional human being" (vom) made her acting debut in the 2012 adaptation of Tolstoy's Anna Karenina and is anything but shy in front of a film crew. The evidence speaks for itself. . .

+ GOOGLE PLUS
Fashion is set to change forever and enter a new entirely interactive age. We are now able to live-stream around 70% of shows from the comfort of our own laptops and without a moments anguish about   the trends we may or may not be working underneath the duvet. Last season Topshop Unique transformed the way we watched fashion shows and this time around Google has played an unprecedented role in fashion week. The creatives at Google teamed up with Topshop Unique to create a home for all the amazing internet possibilities of fashion week to be curated in one place. Google Plus is the social media strain of the company and resembles a combination of all the leading social media sites. This lfw you were able to follow your favourite models (Cara obviously), collect your favourite visuals, "be the buyer", follow model cam down the catwalk and much more. On Friday afternoon Melanie Rickey hosted a global Google Plus Hangout at Topshop HQ allowing the international fashion community to be at the centre of the action in London and demonstrating the way the internet can be positively involved in the evolution of the fashion industry. Great for those whose show tickets were tragically "lost in the post", gaaah the Royal Mail.

+ Fashion Vs. Celebrity
There was a strict divide in the fashion community on Saturday night those seduced my saucetress Rhianna and those more interested in emerging fashion talent Thomas Tait. It seems the fashion crowd might have seen it all before (on instagram) Rhi Rhi as the media furore caused by the singer's collection for River Island only fuelled more celebration of designer Thomas Tait's collection and her show to be dismissed as a great PR stunt. The young designer's collection was described as by The Cut as, "funky aerobic wear fit for your next trip to Lucille Roberts."
(Thomas Tait AW13)

...Another music star, A$AP ROCKY had some equally great insight into nyfw to contribute...
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(Vine was also everyone's favourite new video app this season)

+ TRENDS FOR AW13: 
Era: The 90s revival is here to stay but AW13 is all about the 90s for now. As street style becomes evermore prominant and a real part of fashion month the lines between designer and street wear are now entirely blurred and bad news there's DOUBLE DENIM. The Save the Last Dance vibe is now creeping it's way on to front rows with fashed up beanies being sported by 40 something editors and buyers...


(The 90s for now at Unique. Images: The Cut)
Style: "CO-OR"
Christopher Raeburn, Eudon Choi, Zoe Jordan, House of Holland, Thomas Tait, Holly Fulton all featured fully co-ordinated, matchy matchy looks, playing with prints, textures and layering. 

(Zoe Jordan. Image: The Cut)
(House of Holland. Image: The Cut)

Print: CAMO
(Christopher Kane. Image: The Cut)
(Whistles. Image: DisneyRollerGirl)
(Marques' Alemeida. Image: Londonfashionweek.com)

Accessory: THE FASHION STOLE
(Topshop Unique. Image: The Cut)
(Lucas Nascimento. Image: FashionEditoratLarge)
(Christopher Kane. Image: The Cut)

+ MUSIC wise Burberry brought their boy Tom Odell back, this time he performed live with a choir at their show. There was also a live performance from Shystie at the Nasir Mazhar show but in terms of new talent insiders were buzzing about South-East London girl Rainy Milo...
 

+ And finally it's her AGAIN and it seems the Topshop pr team don't miss a trick and we won't be shaking off the 'Harlem Shake' anytime soon..