Matt Tyrnauer, director of Valentino: The Last Emperor, visited Drexel this month and met with Design & Merchandising and Fashion Design students. After a showing of the film, Tyrnauer delighted the audience with behind-the-scenes anecdotes about making the movie and about iconic fashion designer Valentino Garavani and his long-time partner Giancarlo Giametti.
How did the fashion diva and Giametti like the film when they viewed it? "They hated it," said Tyrnauer, "And each time they viewed it, they hated it more."
But, he added, "Now they are asking me to make another film about them, which is the worst idea I have ever heard."
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Friday, October 26, 2012
I like to stare at men in their underwear
By Naomi Izen
I like to stare at men in their underwear.
Yes, that’s right, I don’t mind taking a few extra seconds to glance at a male underwear ad.
That being the case, I attended a recent lecture by Shaun
Cole, Director of the Masters Programs for Curatorial Studies and
Cultural Studies at The London College of Fashion. Cole spoke at The
URBN Center at Drexel University about, “Jocks in Jocks”.
Cole
started his talk off with a clip of David Beckham’s Bodywear line for
H&M. A few seconds of Beckham’s skin being shown and I was hooked…
Yet, next to me my male friend sat, eyes half open, trying not to look too closely.
The
history of advertising men’s underwear fascinated me since indeed, it
was always the sportsman that wore the jocks and the idolized ‘Greek
statue’ body of the athlete has become the focal point. These ads are
not just about the underwear but showing off of an ostensibly perfect
man that all other males could look up to. It seems the
only option for male underwear ads is to show them on a muscular
heterosexual athlete so that other men can feel safe looking at another
male’s package or at least justified in wanting to buy the same undies.
Cole’s
talk included many half-naked men, the definition of Sporno (if you
don’t know what that means, enjoy looking it up), and Babe Ruth’s
underwear line (this is not a joke).
Every
seat in the auditorium was filled, since apparently I’m not the only
one who likes to stare at men in their underwear. Cole could have gone
on and on about the history and all the different topics associated with
men and their underwear, and we sure would have stared, I mean, err,
listened.
If this intrigued you a bit, you can check out Cole’s book, The Story of Men's Underwear at Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/The-Story-Of-Mens-Underwear/dp/185995622X
Monday, October 22, 2012
Can No Doubt’s New Album "Push and Shove" its Way into our Hearts?
By Catherine Drussell
What happened to the days of Gwen Stefani bantering about making out and screaming, “Hey Baby,” or “Hella Yeah?” Eleven years later, No Doubt is still rocking steady with its edgy-pop tone, but the band's recently released album, Push and Shove, has combined synthesized tones with more seasoned ballads and grown-up themes. The album may not lack Gwen’s signature Ska-Cali feel, but the band has seemed to stray away from the raw-punk edge they were once known for. With acoustic sessions and softer choruses, the only song that seems to feed our hunger for the '90s No Doubt is “Push and Shove.” The title track has guest appearances from Jamaican dance hall star Busy Signal and producer Major Lazer, who have kept it youthful and catchy. Although Gwen has stuck with her ska roots for "Push and Shove", the song is a product of its time with auto-tuned voices and hints of Dubstep. There is a good chance that Gwen’s new album will “push and shove” its way into fans hearts, and they won’t be reminiscing too much of No Doubt’s Rock Steady days.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Discovering Food Heaven
By Maggie Reid
When
my sister casually text messaged me, “So I got two free tickets to the
NYC Wine and Food Fest on Sunday, do you want to go?”
I nearly had my first heart attack at the young age of 22 (this was before I had the bite-sized duck confit with poached quail egg sandwich!) We arrived at our new Mecca, Pier 57 on W.15th Street and 11th Avenue, at around 12PM and could not have anticipated what the next four hours had in store.
Upon entry, we were given a wine glass for the various tastings and a tote bag full of sample-sized food products. It was everything I could have hoped for and more. Table after table of local food vendors and restaurants sprawled across the intimidatingly large warehouse. The many wine, beer, and liquor merchants that were waiting to give us as many free samples as our hearts desired.
Though everything we tasted was delicious, some of the food highlights were as follow: tender pulled pork quesadillas with chipotle barbeque sauce, sharp cheddar, and avocado cream, and creamy chicken liver mousse with flavorful caramelized onions on a toasted crostini. Not being a huge drinker, the alcohol aspect of the event didn’t make as big of an impact on me, however I must say that I did taste a variety of red and white wines ranging from fruity and light to bitter and heavy. The grand tasting was just the appetizer (if you will), leading to the main course: a cooking demonstration by Bobby Flay. For 30 minutes my sister and I sat in our food coma stupor watching Flay perfectly prepare a Thanksgiving meal complete with turkey, mascarpone mashed potatoes, and marinated carrots. As I sit here with a bloated stomach two days after the fact, I still have to admit that it was all worth it.
I nearly had my first heart attack at the young age of 22 (this was before I had the bite-sized duck confit with poached quail egg sandwich!) We arrived at our new Mecca, Pier 57 on W.15th Street and 11th Avenue, at around 12PM and could not have anticipated what the next four hours had in store.
Upon entry, we were given a wine glass for the various tastings and a tote bag full of sample-sized food products. It was everything I could have hoped for and more. Table after table of local food vendors and restaurants sprawled across the intimidatingly large warehouse. The many wine, beer, and liquor merchants that were waiting to give us as many free samples as our hearts desired.
Though everything we tasted was delicious, some of the food highlights were as follow: tender pulled pork quesadillas with chipotle barbeque sauce, sharp cheddar, and avocado cream, and creamy chicken liver mousse with flavorful caramelized onions on a toasted crostini. Not being a huge drinker, the alcohol aspect of the event didn’t make as big of an impact on me, however I must say that I did taste a variety of red and white wines ranging from fruity and light to bitter and heavy. The grand tasting was just the appetizer (if you will), leading to the main course: a cooking demonstration by Bobby Flay. For 30 minutes my sister and I sat in our food coma stupor watching Flay perfectly prepare a Thanksgiving meal complete with turkey, mascarpone mashed potatoes, and marinated carrots. As I sit here with a bloated stomach two days after the fact, I still have to admit that it was all worth it.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Stephen Chbosky Still Makes Me Feel Infinite
By Emily Stall
When I heard that Stephen Chbosky’s young adult novel, The Perks of Being a Wallflower, was
being made into a movie, I was first excited and then a little nervous.
Everyone knows that film adaptations of books are rarely as good as the
original novel. This movie is an exception, probably because the author
actually directed the film.
Perks is a coming
of age story about a lonely, depressed boy named Charlie who is starting his
freshman year of high school. He
befriends an eccentric senior, Patrick, and his beautiful stepsister, Sam, who
welcome Charlie into their friend group in an act of genuine kindness. As the
story unfolds, we learn more about Charlie’s past and the difficult situations he
has been through.
Chbosky explores difficult topics including homosexuality,
abuse, drugs, alcohol and love. Even with the serious subject matter, there
are many witty and humorous moments, like when Charlie inadvertently tries
marijuana for the first time in the form of brownies. As someone who is
notorious for crying at movies, I actually did not find myself sobbing during
this film, though there were many moments that were so touching my eyes just
filled ever so slightly. The three mains characters are so sincere and good
that you can’t help falling in love with them, and wanting to be more like
them.
In one of my favorite moments of the film, Sam, who just
learned that her boyfriend had been cheating on her for months, asks Charlie, “Why
do I and everyone I love pick people who treat us like we're nothing?” To which
Charlie replies, “We accept the love we think we deserve.”
Charlie learns to be active and participate in his life,
something we could all be reminded of. Driving through a tunnel at night with
his two best friends, listening to his favorite song and standing up on the bed
of Patrick’s truck (as any fan of the book will remember), Charlie asserts, “Right
now we are alive and in this moment I swear we are infinite.”
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