French, as we speak

WHY!? That is what I keep asking myself. Vogue Paris is causing an internet controversy. Vogue Paris has been promoting it's new website more and more, and then they stated how the website would be available in English. However recently, there are articles going around assuming that Vogue Paris will now be printed in English. This was all due to the tweet from Vogue Paris saying: "France gave the US the Statue of Liberty, now we are taking Vogue.fr to the wider world... get ready for #VogueParisinEnglish". Now this tweet is really vague for me, because it doesn't specify if they are talking about the magazine or the website. I then became especially confused when I saw this tweet: "Karl, Marc or Christopher? #vogueparisinenglish is coming soon to Vogue.fr". The idea of Vogue Paris printing in English really scares me as much as it angers me. I can seem to comprehend why someone would come up with such a horrible idea. Vogue Paris is one of the most prestigious and influential magazines of the fashion industry. In my eyes, Vogue Paris (along with Vogue US and Vogue Italia) is part of the Holy Trinity of fashion magazines. The fact that Vogue Paris is stripping away the French factor of a FRENCH MAGAZINE is the biggest, worst sell out move ever.

I respect the french language so much, and when I would buy Vogue Paris the best part was reading it in French. I mean I really stopped buying Vogue Paris after Carine Roitfeld left the magazine, but I still really admired some of the editorials under Emmanuelle Alt's leadership. Many speculate that this change in Vogue Paris's language is just to become more accessible for the whole world, but mostly for the US. However I don't see how much more money that magazine would bring in once it is printed in English. The magazine is over $15 on the US newsstands, which scares off casual customers, so making it English won't really increase a significant amount sales. Let's face the fact that most people in the US who buy Vogue Paris are working in fashion or fashion fanatics, and have many buy the magazine without being able to understand it.

 I remember back to my sophomore year in high school, when I asked a my friend how he had so much time to read all his Vogues. He told me "Nobody reads Vogue, only old rich ladies that stay at home all day". Now a religious Vogue reader myself, I know that I don't read every single article in Vogue. I only will read 3-4 articles that interest me, but the rest of my time is spent looking at the beautiful images. If I don't even already read all of Vogue US, why would I want to read a magazine about French fashion in English. This transition in language would really make the magazine lose it's distinction from it's British and American counterparts.

 The french language is so beautiful and is a TREMENDOUS part of the French culture. By stripping the magazine of it's native language, we are really just making the French language seem inferior to English. It is beyond disrespectful to the French people.  I am not even French and I am insulted. If the magazine did keep Vogue Paris in French and just translated every issue into English, I would be okay with that...as long as the French edition was still available for sale outside France. However this would just be a huge hassle, and the magazine would probably stop after the first issue...realizing it is such a bad idea.

Since I will be living in NYC, and have greater access to the world's magazine, I will not ever consider buying Vogue Paris if it is in English. I am really proud of my native culture and language and have a lot of respect for people who are the same way. Vogue Paris in English is a disrespectful action towards culture (since it would give other magazines the idea to want to change their language as well), and all in an attempt to make more money. It is so sad, and I predict the downfall of the  magazine if they went through with all of this. I get sick to my stomach when I see people celebrating that they will finally be able to read and understand Vogue Paris, because it just shows cultural unawareness. The magazine should be reaching out to the people in the country, instead of trying to reach out to other countries who have a low percentage of people who actually give a shit.

EDIT: This whole little rant seemed to be pointless since the tweet referred to the website (like the way Vogue.it is in English), just like I had suspected. Whatever, this is my feelings about the magazine printing in English, if that ever happens.

parading

I recently had the BEST San Francisco trip with my friends. Jessica, Kelsey, Karinna, and I (Charlotte, Miranda, Samantha, and Carrie) all went to SF to celebrate Karinna's birthday. Karinna loves SF so it was only just that we spend the day doing stuff she loved to do. Which is shopping and hanging out with friends in San Francisco. 

I got up super early to take pictures of myself.

H&M jacket, stripe knit shirt gifted by Kelsey, collar made by me, shoes are vintage

When making my collar I wanted to recreate the beautiful sparkle effect of Miu Miu's sparkle booties. So this was my attempt. Out of all the collars I have made, this is my favorite.

I decided to really take seriously the SATC vibes, and go for a NYC city-walking outfit. I looked like I had somewhere to go, and I obviously had to look good going places. There was so much we had to do, and I mean I wanted to be taken seriously, and to do so you have to dress seriously.

Our first stop of the day was Amoeba! I usually don't really go into music stores, since my taste in music consists of a handful of artists and all of their songs. I also only buy physical albums when I really am crazy for the artist/band. I however found this note on this Lily Allen album so funny. (Note: all the other albums by Lily Allen were recommended by Matt)

I always stop by the SF H&M, because they have such a distinct collection of clothing. Everything is so clean and organized too! The David Beckham displays were attracting a lot of attention outside, and when I bought my new white faux fur collar, they gave me a bag with naked David on it. I also was dazzled by the huge picture of Daria inside the store.

We then wanted to find a macaron shop, since none of us had ever tried a macaron. So we had to walk by the United Nations building and then City Hall to reach macaron heaven.

City Hall has to be the most beautiful building in San Francisco.

This was my little Chinese Empire boat that would probably take me to a magical oriental palace in the sky.

We finally found our macaron destination. It was the cutest place ever to exist, and even though some of the customers started bothering me with questions about my clothes, I loved the experience. I did get compared to Mark Indelicato, and I pulled a Madonna and walked away. The guy proceeded to follow me and apologize. He was so drunk too. Damnit Reggie, you almost ruined my macaron experience.

♥♡♥♡♥PASTELS ♥♡♥♡♥

I bought Persian Rose and Raspberry Lychee. I loved them both so much because they were so sweet and different in taste. Persian rose was my favorite. I love Rose deserts. I think it was because I used to eat rose petals as a kid since our garden was always full of roses.

Here they are. The shoes that caused tears. After eating our macarons we took a regular trip to Wasteland and I spotted these mint Doc Martens. Of course they weren't my size, but they were Karinna's. She is also obsessed with mint as I am, so it was obvious she freaked out. Oh did I forget to mention that I spotted them, right when Karinna was paying for her other pair of shoes?? Yeah, well she was already spending over $80 in shoes so she didn't have enough to get the Docs. She basically left the store crying because they were her dream shoes and she couldn't even get them. I think it's karma for having good luck with shoe findings (all her shoes are amazing), so this time the thrift store gods punished her with the unreachable Docs.

She went home with mint Hush Puppies, knitted leopard print loafers, and these dreamy Jefferey Campbell shoes that have the most amazing cut-outs.

The irony of the title of this post is that it was the Chinese New Year parade this same day, but we didn't go. Kelsey had to get home, so we couldn't stay to watch, which crushed Karinna and I. However this is the day that Whitney died, so I mean there wasn't a big need to celebrate at the moment. I like to believe we had our own little parade around San Francisco.