Showing posts with label Fashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fashion. Show all posts

Monday, March 25, 2013

How to Replicate the "Julia Stiles Cardigan Head Wrap" Look from 'Save the Last Dance'

There's a scene in Save the Last Dance where Kerry Washington's industrious character takes Julia Stiles from corny to fly just by tying a GAP cardigan sweater around her head--it's cinema's quickest and most successful makeover. 
A month ago, I decided to stop straightening my hair (at least for a little while). The decision is both a response to the sorry state of my coif (split ends, dryness, breakage, etc.) and Justin Timberlake's recent renunciation of his curly hair--while JT may have abandoned his brethren and sisthren for the carefree life of the straight-haired, I stand in solidarity with the curly-haired. For me, one consequence of this lifestyle change is that styling my hair has become pretty time consuming. Looking for a fast, easy way to deal with this, I remembered Save the Last Dance and the cardigan head wrap. After practicing the technique a couple of times, I finally got it down. Here's a simple "how to" guide.


Drape a cardigan over your head. (I used a thin sweater but if it's cold outside you might want one made of thicker material--lambswool, mohair, et al.). Swirl the the loose fabric around your head.


And voilá! Not only is this a simple solution to your hair woes, you'll now be able to blend in with the crowd at the urban dance club of your choice.

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Sunday, October 23, 2011

Gage Creed: Undead Toddler, Dark Prince of Fashion, The Littlest Dandy

Behold your style icon, people!
Most see Stephen King's Pet Sematary as nothing more than your standard horror movie about a kid brought back from the dead who slices up everybody's portentously exposed ankles with a scalpel. But today I'm here to tell you that that interpretation is completely off base. You see, Pet Sematary is actually about the meteoric rise and fall of style wunderkind Gage Creed.
The movie begins with tiny, innocent Gage getting hit and killed by a speeding semi truck. His guilt-ridden father Louis deposits him in an ancient Indian burial ground because (a) who wouldn't? And (b) this particular plot of land has the power to bring the dead back to life. 


Unfortunately, boringly dressed Louis is completely unprepared for the sort of sartorial drama that has historically been linked to ancient Indian burial grounds. 


When Gage died, he was your basic toddler, wearing diapers and OshKosh B'gosh. But he was reborn a dandy, undoubtedly pulling inspiration from the likes of Oscar Wilde and Charles Baudelaire. 
No one is able to deal with Gage's newly discovered fierceness.
They're all intimidated by his preternatural ability to smile with his eyes (aka "smize").
They try to stifle his creativity, dissuade him from making such bold and unconventional fashion choices. So, he has to kill them. 
What else could he do? There was no other way that he'd ever be able to express himself. Louis is unable to come to grips with all of this--I'm sure, secretly, he was more than a little bit jealous of Gage's little velvet off the shoulder number--and kills his son.
Gage stays fierce until the very end.