I wish my own Mom was buying Marant instead of Prada and Dolce so I could raid her closet like I’m sure this woman’s daughter would do. – Gnarlitude
A pair of leather suspenders have been on my dream wishlist for a long time now…but they aren’t exactly easy to come by. – Sea of Shoes
The inclusion of Alaia surprised me, for example, but the book knew where I was going. – Tavi
Anyway, it will be a long time before we see another McQueen. Actually, that’s not true. Look at Gareth Pugh. – Daphne Guinness
I will treasure these in the deep recesses of my heart. Thanks to you, Sister, for curating this collection of wisdom. My life is no longer devoid of meaning.
I wish my mom knew what Prada or Dolce were…
These people all remind me of this guy I know, who is an old-school classic prep WASP with a dandy streak–he’s the only person I’ve heard make such droll pronouncements about totally unexciting clothing OUT LOUD. That sounds terrible doesn’t it? But he’s obsessed with clothing detail and will make Wildean proclamations in the middle of Value Village about how LOONG he has been waiting for a silk knit tie in THAT width or THAT particular madras. At first it annoyed me, but now it’s a cute quirk like grandmas who talk about dessert like it’s a really complex art film plot.
Just beautiful
I will sleep easier now and with more wisdom.
– I wish my mother were still alive so I could not wear her awful charity sweaters she always wore, but give her a hug instead and tell her how much I loved her.
– Leather suspenders are really easy to find…just look in ‘normal’ stores, not Neimans. Shocking, I know.
– Yes, the book just KNEW.
– Daphne just be quiet. For all our sakes.
Uhhh, I hate people!
I saw Sea’s original post about her suspenders; she left them unattached so they’re just as useless as her. That’s one more advantage of the small chested, anyway, that you don’t have to push the straps awkwardly to the side of your boobs.
Internet, you amuse me and make me weep for the future in equal parts.
Fucking gross.
Thank you, Sister, for doing this so we don’t need to.
i feel so shallow. can’t fathom those wisdom.
ps, they’re all wisdomus. intelligenter than all of us.
Daphne’s is the best!
Wow, Gnarlyrad’s comment really summarises everything I hate about privileged tossers.
HA! i’m so glad that line from gnarlitude was here. i read that the other day and did a double take. Read it over a few times, though ‘wait, is she complaining about her mom owning prada clothes? jesus.’
she writes like someone who speaks without thinking, except it’s WRITING so you’d think one would have the luxury of choosing your words to fit your intentions. apparently not with that girl.
Daphne: what a fickle, shallow, husband stealing…
*Updates her “People I will shoot in the face if I ever meet them in person” list*
What??!! You were all thinking it!!
I was once on the bus, and reading a students (17-19 years old) journal over their shoulder (I know, but I was bored, the ride was long)
He had written, I swear I am not making this up:
I realised today how two ideas or thoughts can be connected. How one thought can lead to another, that is related, but not.
I think it’s safe to say he is cleverer than most people on your list above.
And that is saying something
I’m not sure how being a opiate-loving biker and having a Prada-wearing mother sit easily side by side, but I’d sure like to see a family dinner on tape. I smell a sitcom…
“I realised today how two ideas or thoughts can be connected. How one thought can lead to another, that is related, but not.”
LMAO! He should have his own talk show.
I second on the talk show for the kid on the bus. The most profound things would be said, I just know it.
We live in deeply shallow times. This makes me sad. It’s always been that way but with new media it spreads like a virus.
I contemplate going off the grid sometime, chucking all of this nothing. Like this guy http://www.localnews8.com/news/23250326/detail.html
I wish Prada, Isabel and D&G existed when my mother was into fashion. That would make all the difference and lead to a completely different thought.
Eliza- lol!
This explains how heroin-junkie-punk wannabe Gnarlitude affords all her “sick” $1000 shredded tank tops.
My mom is a card carrying member of DSW shoe warehouse.
I hope these blogger quotes are going to be a weekly feature!