The Guardian: Sarah Palin is to pose has done a photoshoot for Vogue.
I didn’t think Prada bags came in Moose.
UPDATE: Still not sure if they do, but it
UPDATE II
Talk about damned with faint praise: “Bush says there’s nothing stopping Palin from serving well”
I will grudgingly admit that Sarah ‘Get your zygotes out for the lads’ Palin has done at least one good service for women – she’s made women in glasses publicly sexy, albeit in a weirdly fetishistic, libertarianism-gone-mad sort of a way. “All the better to look down my gunsights at you, my sweet…”
Clothes and accessories are of course political signifiers in a media age and in an election year no candidate’s clothing is chosen without consideration of what it says to the viewers. To wit: ABC News while Hillary was still a contender, with “A Look Back At Hillary’s Year In Pantsuits.” Now that the nation’s eyes are on Palin, it’s all “Are Palin’s Glasses the New Pantsuit?”
Those of us who are a bit nerdy or who are lucky enough to live with a geek already know about glasses being incredibly sexy, thanks very much. But this plain glass in frames thing (which Palin didn’t start btw, it was those bloody engineer-cap wearing, soul-patched hipster wannabes that litter up the place) is pissing me off. I didn’t used to mind being described as geeky. Girl geekdom was an online bulwark against the superficial consumerist tat that passes for women’s print media.
Now I loathe it.The trend mill has already ground up, consumed and discarded most of our stuff (here’s looking at you, Boing Boing) – now the fashionistas want to steal the last advantage of the geek girl over the highlighted, Ugg-booted, orange skinned airhead?
Bastards.
But thankfully fashion is fickle and hipness temporary; this too shall pass. The craze isn’t going to last long. The ‘Sexy Sarah Palin’. and ‘Geek Girl’ joke outfits are already in the stores for Hallow’e’en
Hah! Instant death to hipness. And the upside of glasses reverting to squaredom so fast is that the craze for Palin herself is likely to burn itself out with equal speed, now that the media have actually started fact-checking her lying ass.
Meanwhile we, the actually ocularly challenged women of the world, will continue to look over our sexy glasses at you while you speculate about what naughty ideas we’re having with that misty, faraway look in our eyes.*
[*”Potatoes or pasta?”, since you asked. But you go on with your fantasy if it gets you through the day.]
Get your child ready for Hallowe’en (or just give them a sick paedophilic vampire fetish for life, YMMV) with this pacifier from Prankplace:
Wannabe gangsters are not forgotten:
But best of all – how about this for topicality?
Just the thing for Bristol Palin and Levi Johnston’s baby shower.
At Black Snob:
And the hair? It was like it was touched by the flat iron of God.
Some days I really miss The News Blog. This is one of those inane blog problem column letters that Steve Gilliard and the News Blog commenters would have really gotten their teeth into (if you’ll excuse the lame pun):
From Chowhound’s Table Manners blog:
Is Fido Invited?
When it’s not OK to bring your dog to a partyBy Helena Echlin
Dear Helena,
Why are some people so weird about dogs? Ours gets lonely at home, so sometimes we take him out with us. He is a pit bull but has a sweet personality. Recently we took him to a drinks party. He got a little hyper with all the attention he received and was jumping up and begging for cheese straws. Anyway, the hostess got in a snit and told her husband to ask us to take the dog home. I was a little annoyed. He wasn’t making a mess. He was being cute. In fact, his antics were making people let down their guard at kind of a stuffy party. Were we wrong to assume he’d be welcome? —It’s Not a Party Without Dog Drool
No, no way. That has to be a fictitious email. They take their pit bull to parties and they still get invited places? Helena’s reply boggles the mind too:
An uninvited dog could do worse than monopolize the conversation. It might frighten the children, send someone into a sneezing fit, chew on the draperies, or defile the shrubbery. Says Magee: “Sometimes if we go somewhere with a back garden and the other person has a male dog, the dogs tend to get into pissing contests, and Baker may piss on a plant that might be one [the hosts] like.”
Or something even worse could happen.
