The Raven

Sunday, September 15, 2002

Fashion and Folly

The Raven isn't sure what to make of this week's weirdness in the entertainment world. Rod Stewart's son was convicted of mercilessly trampling another diner outside a Malibu restaurant. This, on top of his drug bust outside Hollywood's "Viper Room," suggests that Sean is going through a "difficult" stage.

Nick Nicked

Nick Nolte's booking photo may be the pic o' the week. California Highway Patrol spokeschippie Leland Tang explained:

"An officer making a traffic stop on Pacific Coast Highway heard tires squealing and saw the vehicle driven by Nolte approaching rapidly, weaving across all lanes and into opposing traffic. The officer stopped the vehicle and found that Mr. Nolte at that point seemed completely out of it and apparently drooling," Tang said.

You can get the same effect by watching Nolte in The Prince of Tides, too.

Compared to What?

This headline bothers me: 'The Osbournes' Wins Emmy for Best Reality Show.

Is that Best Reality, or Realest Reality? Is the Osborne Reality the Best Reality of all possible Realities? Is it really Real? Damn, I need more coffee to deal with all this...

I'm Too Sexy for My Hood

Over at the Pasarela Cibeles fashion show in Madrid this Friday, up-and-coming hotshot designer David "lowercase me" delfin delfinitely stole the event with his avant-garde line of eyeless ski masks. The models, tripping and blindly bumping into each other, seemed to be good sports about it.

Carrying rosaries or crucifixes, they paraded—and stumbled—to the sounds of a man's voice saying the "Our Father," followed by a woman panting erotically and iron bars screeching as they opened and closed.

David's plan may have been better than his timing, since the recent focus on women's rights in our post-Taliban world sort of frowns on "models sporting nooses, execution-style hoods and body-covering bandages." When the audience at Cibeles reacted to delfin's display by howling in protest, shouting at the models, and walking out in droves, the show's director, Cuca Solana (now there's a name) ran backstage in an attempt to stop the show. The Raven thought you might want to judge for yourself, and managed to find these photos from the fiasco on La Web Espana.

The director of the convention center hosting Pasarela Cibeles was understandably furious: "This is an insult to women at a time when we are all fighting for equality and respect," she said. True, but fashion shows don't tend to strike much of a blow for feminism, even under the best of circumstances.

Speaking later to reporters, a visibly upset Delfin insisted he had not meant to trivialize repression against women.

No, he didn't trivialize it, he wrapped it up and paraded it down the catwalk. To be fair, though, his inspiration was Magritte's Les Amants, which goes to show just how dangerous a little surrealism can be in the wrong hands.

Spain's version of Vogue describes delfin as, "Las líneas de su colección están inspiradas en Buñuel, las obsesiones, el surrealismo, los sueños, las fantasías y los deseos inconscientes." Which looks more or less right. But check out this review of Por Fino's work at the show: "La línea de la colección mantiene el ambiente de Starsky y Hutch y las camisas de Mágnum." Now, the Raven hables no espanol, but my guess is that they're saying that Por Fino's line combines the ambience of David Soul with Tom Selleck. Judging from the get-up shown at left, I'd say they nailed it.
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