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Of course, the fashion world's always kneeling down for Ford, who would do it himself if he knew how. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but the ceaseless praise doesn't necessarily make him the best designer. Not in Pilati's eyes, at least: …Pilati doesn’t mince words when he compares the late couturier with Ford, his former boss and immediate predecessor at the house, noting that while Saint Laurent challenged women, “Tom had a very precise vision of the company that didn’t challenge women.” Tom Ford, we're sure, doesn't give a damn. |
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Earlier this week we posted a behind-the-scenes look of James Franco's Gucci cologne commercial. Well, here's the finished product. It's as ridiculous and airy as every other fragrance advert ever. But Franco's cute! |
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Gucci recently snagged James Franco as the face of one of their fragrances, Gucci by Gucci Pour Homme. Meanwhile, Arjan Writes snagged a video of the Franco's shoot, which features a "phenomenal" Roisin Murphy cover of Roxy Music's "Slave To Love." Ch-ch-check it out. |
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David Lynch's new commercial for Gucci's perfume proves the luxury giant's scent should only be worn by e-tards with a flair for the dramatic. Or Chris Crocker. |
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And Gucci Gave Up On Sex
• British gay Asians, Arabs get own website. MySalaam.com founder Simran explains the site's name: "I chose the name salaam because it is a word of greetings, peace and love that is shared by many peoples of Middle Eastern and Asian heritage." • Gay radio is all the rage! • Windows Media President Peter Polimino leaving for "personal reasons" (read: company's tanking). To be replaced by three "co-presidents" (read: patsies). |
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Take a look at the Spring/Summer sartorial offerings from Armani, Gucci, the late Gianfranco Ferrè and more! After the jump, of course… |
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This week's New York contains a hefty profile of the sex-crazed sartorialist, in which Ford laments our culture's rigid sex laws: It’s part of our nature, wanting sex; you eat tonight and you think you’re full, but then tomorrow you’re hungry again. Now there’s all this cartoon sex because porn is so widespread—the girl going he he he he and the guy going uh uh uh uh—so boring. Imagine a hundred years ago, when you were just drawn to the person—imagine all the weird sex that happened! They didn’t know what to do, they just did what they liked. Think of how perverted it must’ve been… Oh, don't worry, Tom, we have. Rest assured you had a starring role. And trust when we don't know anyone quite so pervy! |
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• Fire Island Landmark Gutted. And, no, we're not talking about a resident. [Towleroad] • Lezzie Mama Wins Custody Battle. Georgia will never be the same. [365 Gay] • Havoc Likely If Church Splits, US Episcopal Leader Says. Take that Akinola and assorted cronies! [The New York Times] • Gucci's 85-Years Old! And it still looks better than Armani. [International Herald Tribune] • Lord help us, Britney wants to handle her own PR. (Actually, we love a good train wreck, so ignore initial plea, Lord.) [Radar] |
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Dear Queer Questions, I’m dating a young blogger and no matter how many times I ask him not to, he keeps shaving his chest. What’s a sensitive way I can get the little bastard to conform to my wishes? Signed, Dear GIG, Well the real issue here is the fact that you are dating a blogger! By definition they are self-obsessed and controlling so you have a battle ahead of you. But do not fret. We have the answer. There is a compromise. Perhaps you can agree on trimming, or manscaping. This will keep his hair under control while saving you from his sandpaper stubble. Shaving does not need to be to the skin. A trimmed chest looks 100 times better than a bare chest covered in razor bumps. Look to Tom Ford for inspiration. He was a huge fan of the hairy chest and made it sexy during his reign at Gucci. You may also want to start watching 70’s porn. Get your boyfriend all hot and hard by watching all these hairy guys go at it. He obviously is not seeing enough positive images of guys with hairy chests. This could be a way to show him that hairy guys are hot too. Hoping for Hair, |
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Today is National Coming Out Day. Hooray! The holiday has been celebrated each October 11th since the March on Washington for Gay and Lesbian Equality in 1987.
We Queerty people only need to come out of the closet when we can’t decide between our Gucci jeans and our Alexander McQueen suits. Among our readers, though, there might be some souls who shiver in their Fruit of the Loom underwear at the mere thought of coming out. To them we say “Exit that damn closet.” The stale air, not to mention the straight threads in there can’t possibly do you any good. The Human Rights Campaign has declared that the theme for this year’s National Coming Out Day is “Talk About It.” Last year’s theme was “Come Out. Speak Out. Vote.” The votes went all the wrong way, as far as our rights are concerned, but if even one past closet case is now holding hands with her girlfriend in public, the effort was worthwhile. |
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One trend we touch upon often at Queerty is the urban toy trend. And if one is into urban toys then one must go to Kid Robot. They have shops in New York, San Francisco, and Los Angeles. Kid Robot sells toys. But not the toys you think. These are limited edition, pieces of art. Kid Robot puts it this way: “The Urban Toy scene was born in 1997 when designer Michael Lau showed up at a Hong Kong toy show with a handful of GI-Joes he’d customized into hip-hop street fashion figures. Things exploded from there, and artists from Hong Kong and Japan began making their own limited toys, mostly in rotocast vinyl. Many of these toys are still made for small retail stores in Asia. Each shop has its own particular artist that they support, and competition can be vicious. Kid Robot carries toys produced by most of these stores in Hong Kong, Singapore, and Japan.” And we cannot get enough. Our favorites are the Visionaire series designed by Gucci, Martin Margiela, and Valentino amongst others. We also adore the Warhol kubrick, the Marc Jacobs Scullhead, and the Angry Smurf. Toys aren’t just for kids anymore. |