“Really love the studded coat that closed the show, it just reminds me of ALL my friends growing up and their leathers. As much as it makes me laugh to see our teenage looks adopted into the fashion world everywhere, I’ll never tire of seeing it because I’ll forever think it looks hot as hell.”
Who else but Gnarlitude could have written those words? I have yet to discover a person so full of their own punk street cred. Whoever you are, she is cooler. You’re probably just copying her. She wore that shit first. She cried harder when Dash Snow died than any of you lame asses.
Normally I can find pleasure in displays of pretentiousness. Why does her persona torture me so much?! Is it the proprietary way she says she’s “so proud” of any designer, musician or artist, like she has something to do with it? Is it the non-stop mention of Ksubi and bikers?
In this fawning interview, Gnarlitude pays homage to her vintage monkey fur coat but inexplicably forgets to bring up her Old Man. The very best and most gnarly part of the interview is this closing exchange:
BN: Describe your look in three words or less
JH: Miserable Mornings, NeverEnding Nights
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Feel free to weigh in on this and/or complain about my surly nature. Unless you’re from Dallas.
I was to young to remember anything else but lots of armpit hair, tight groin areas jeans and bad teeth. Gnarl has not of them. Neither was she mentioned in The Young Ones, the most reliable archive of those times.
If she would just once jumped out of a character and prove that she is not just some fantasy that managed to warp time and space to her delights, in writing, using many different words, she’s OK with me.
Did she threaten with a dog?
As usual, spelling errors, sorry, I really tried to use many pretty words for this occasion…
well i sure as hell love her name!!!!!!!!!!
drollgirl – She’ll be stoked, man!
I don’t understand why she can’t just BE punk. Why does it all have to be about how she did it first or before anyone now? I was a dirty punker as a kid (14 yrs ago). I wore 20 hole lace up boots (which I left on for days at a time), got crushed by dudes in the mosh pit, studded everything, blah blah blah, but I sure as hell know I didn’t invent it, start it or have any impact at all on it being part of fashion. GET OVER YOURSELF LADY! Aren’t you getting a little old to worry about how cool everyone thinks you are???
So for some reason this has stuck in my mind and I have been thinking about it. The thing that really bothers me is teh morphine/heroine/general opiate stuff. I don’t care, I grew up with that round me, and it just kills you. Its not cool, or fun it just screws up families and friends and leads to lots of unnecessary suffering. I don’t like it being promoted as cool. it costs a shit ton of money that could be blown of far better times, and if you trace it back to its source, there is violence, colonial opression and nasty stuff in its path from field to your vein, or nose or what ever. It is a dirty dirty substance in all ways .
Aside from that? If i had thousands of dollars to blow on a stupid jacket, i would not make the same choices as her, but she looks less stupid than sea or paris hilton or whichever blank eyed short skirted orange skin and malibu Barbie haired whore of the moment.
I really dislike The Gnarlitude blog- but attacking her on her looks is unnecessary.
laura – I agree.
But why is it wrong to attack Gnarly for her looks (I absolutely agree on this, by the way, just rhetorical question) but okay to criticize Karla’s legs? It’s the same thing. I feel pressured and brainwashed to push myself into underweight enough already by the media and advertisement I’m surrounded by without every female person’s body (weight, shape) being dissected.
When it comes to bodies and looks, women should support each others rather than tear each others apart, whether it be legs or faces.
I know the constant pressure to be thin and beautiful according to our western standards have done me a lot of damage. I can’t be the only one.
Helen – While I don’t want to advocate criticizing bloogers for theirlooks, in the case of Karla, she is ALL ABOUT her looks. That is the purpose of her blog and the key to its popularity. It’s like commenting on how a recipe tastes, you know?
Of course we women are totally fucked up about our looks! But this isn’t one of those blogs where I go “We’re all gorgeous!” I know that would be the politically correct thing to support here, but that’s just a different blog.
“Sleep deprivation and stories of my bullshit youth” — uhhhh isn’t that copped off the back of an old issue of Burn Collector? What. So weird. Glamorizing opiate usage is what’s bullshit. She can just fuck right off for that one, lost too many people to that shit. Nevermind the mindless consumerism bent cutely sprinkled with old punk and metal namedropping. I mean, it’s one thing to like fashion and good music (she has good taste in both, I can’t deny that, I mean Dévastée is awesome), but entirely different to act like she has tons of credibility or whatever. Ann D and Aus Rotten, oooh how edgy. The fashion world just loves that facile shit. I don’t give a shit how she looks though, I’m not exactly photogenic myself.
Whatever though, it’s just the usual Vice Magazine-style garbage minus the bro aspect. I want to like her, I really do, but she’s too contrived. And the constant nostalgia, ugh, please, I’m like 4 years younger than her. The early 2000s SUCKED, let’s not pretend otherwise.
she has everything to do with it. clearly you didn’t know that Gnarly here is a direct descendant of James Dean