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Tuesday , December 14, 2010
The nogoodforme.com Why Don't You?
Along with Chuck Klosterman, Emmanuelle Alt, and possibly Michael Showalter, Diana Vreeland belongs to the elite group of human beings that we would allow to join the nogoodforme.com team if they asked politely. Which is great, because I'm quite sure that if DV were around today, she would drop her editorial position at Vogue like a sack of hot potatoes if the opportunity to join forces with Kat, Liz & Laura Jane came up. I mean, duh.
If Diana (pronounced Dee-Ann, for glamour's sake) Vreeland hadn't moved on to Fashion Heaven in 1989, today would have been her 103rd birthday. And if Diana Vreeland had lived to be 103 years old, boy, would she ever have revolutionized 100+ dressing! I'm thinking peacock-embellished wheelchairs, yellow diamond-studded hearing aids, and prune-tinis. Hot.
We at nogoodforme.com are all about breaking any and every rule of fashion, stomping all the hell over Vuitton Youth culture with the rubber souls of our comfy flats (NOT Jimmy Choos!). Nobody in the history of haute-whatevs broke rules like DV, and so on this day, we are honoring our Patron Saint of Ready-to-wear Rebellion with a scrappified and contemporary update of Vreeland's infamous Harper's Bazaar "Why Don't You?" column.
Some sample "Why Don't You?"s of Diana's include:
+Why don't you... wash your child's hair with champagne?
+Why don't you... wear violet velvet mittens with everything?
+Why don't you... have your cigarettes stamped with a personal insignia?
Why don't I have every cigarette I smoke individually stamped with LJF? Good point, Diana.
And now... WHY (THE HELEN KELLER) DON'T YOU?
+ Why don't you... never buy an iPhone?
+ Why don't you... start saying "What the Helen Keller?" in lieu of "What the Hell?" as frequently as possible, and see if it catches on?
+ Why don't you... rollerskate to work tomorrow?
+Why don't you... start doing the New York Times Sunday crossword every Sunday morning?
+Why don't you... belt an oversized men's pyjama top and wear it as a smart day-dress a la Laura Jane?
(this look even de-scrappifies Laura!)
+Why don't you... throw the sleepover party your adolescent self would have killed for?
(For instance: only invite friends who fulfill obvious Babysitter's Club archetypes; rent Foxfire; smoke Sobranie Pinks; drink Mudslides with Peppermint Chocolate soymilk; make up super-outlandish Say Anything moments; prank call hot dudes; listen to The Great Escape; nosh on vegan Petit-fours, organic peanut butter crackers, and Teddy Grahams)
+Why don't you... ask me out on a date? (note: this only applies if your name is Michael Showalter)
+Why don't you... comment here with a Why Don't You? of your own?
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