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Our Spring Uniform: Leggings + Mini-Skirt

We like mini-skirts. We think they are the right thing to wear when you are short. But as much as appreciate them, and as much as we feel they are the right choice for someone of our Wizard of Oz supporting player-stature, we may, it must be said, have inelegant knees. We are haunted, in fact, by the specter of the What's Not to Wear bitches patting our thighs and saying, "You're a bit thick through here," while we hoped we would vomit all over them. So, we are torn with mini-skirts: aesthetically pleasing, psychologically traumatizing.

This whole new leggings + mini-skirt thing is sort of like our dream come true, in that it allows shortness of skirt and coverage of knee. It's like you just walked out of your house with mustard on your sleeve, and someone, someone quite fashionable, runs up to you and is like, "Did you hear? Everybody's doing this thing with mustard!"

Of course, we demand certain things from the elements involved. Our preference is for the American Apparel version, top, despite the pornification. Men: Can't live with them, can't wean them off the asshole-ishness. Tss.

Leggings we would avoid include those with horizontal stripes, which should only be sold under the heading "If You Really Want to Look Like a Giant, Pudding Convict," and those that are ruched, because, it's like, it's not exactly slimming when you're wearing twice as much fabric as you need to.

We, unfortunately, are not tall enough to deal with the just-below-the-knee version. Really. It's just ridiculous. It's just not point. However, maybe that's just us. Vince, $45

And these are a pretty standard pair from Forever 21, $10.80. They'll be lovely until about two days after the return period is over.

Moving on to the skirt: clearly, the shorter, the better. This one from American Eagle is a grand total of 13.5 inches. That's just incredible. The Ocean Denim Mini, $34.50

Citizens of Humanity's Skull and Bunny mini is a half-inch shorter, and over $100 more. This is the math of designer denim. Whatever. We would like to add here that we're taking scissors to last year's mini-skirt, and calling it a day.

And finally, the shoe: We're seeing this look almost exclusively with flats. We've already covered French Sole, and we do consider them the ne plus ultra of the ballet shoe, but sometimes you just don't want to order your shoes from another country. Of course, these, from Scoop, are only $2 cheaper, but at least you don't have to twiddle your thumbs for six weeks while waiting for the boat from Notting Hill to dock. Metallic leather ballet flat, $98. We're sort of over the whole gold-ballet shoe thing (we blame their Gap ubiquity) but not nearly as disenchated with their copper-y friend.

Look of the Day: Alexandre Herchcovitch

Alexandre Herchcovitch. That skirt, which we adore, is made of latex! Like a condom skirt! So clearly many things are made of latex, but ... you make a skirt of latex, and people are going to think of condoms. Or balloons. Whatever.

This was the only Alexandre Herchovitch item we could find available online. It's not quite as fun as the skirt. The AND t-shirt from A.H. and British designer Judy Blume, who is, by the way, neither an American, nor a writer, nor, indeed, a girl.

Look of the Day: Alexander McQueen

At the rate we're breezing through the fall collections, we'll be lucky to finish up by fall ... 2009. Let's see, it's almost December, and we're not even through the As. That is a masterwork of corporate planning. This is why we keep getting fired from office jobs.

Anyway: Alexander McQueen! We include this photo not because it so neatly encapsulates his F\W trends, though it does, but because of the use of gloves. Someone e-mailed us looking for our position on and advice re: the wearing of gloves, and we were like, no fucking idea. We wear mittens. But these gloves look just right, in the sense that even though they look costume-y (our problem with gloves), the entire look is costume-y, so who cares. It's kind of like when two people you hate get into a fistfight: Either way, it's cool.

We saw this on Angelina Jolie, with jeans and a basic black top. Can you believe this coat is 100% polyester? We're sure we must be reading this wrong, and yet: There it is. $2480. Surely H&M must have something similar for like $16.99, no?

Look of the Day: Alessandro Dell'Acqua

If we were an anorexic, trust-funding 14-year-old, we'd be all over Alessandro Dell'Acqua. Seriously, this is what the girls are wearing when we have nightmares about being trapped in some neverending Halloween party, with, like, Nicole Richie popping out of a cake in a negligee and autographing a copy of her book. It's worse than that eye-slitting scene from Un Chien Andalou. It's worse than stuffing your head in a toilet. Or an oven. Nicole Richie and the book, we mean. Not Alessandro Dell'Acqua. It's just so expensive and cut so much like lingerie that it's sort of off our radar, except for the purposes of this post.

Seriously, if we had enough money to afford this limited-edition sequin jacket, we'd buy a nice little used Saab convertible. If we had enough money to afford this, and then actually purchased it, we'd get our heads examined, because it is just that gaudy, that Vegas, that circus show (for $4700). You know what we really hate? We hate those commercials for Vegas where the couple's like "We totally fucked each other, all weekend, and now we're going to be all nauseating about it." Ugh, barf. It's like, er, we're vacationing in Maine, where they do not use extended food metaphors for sex. Bleccch.

Look of the Day: Akris

And so we continue our journey of the fall shows from AF Vandevorst to Zero Maria Cornejo. Actually, we are continuing quite slowly, as we are only at Akris, which has got to be the most boring brand we have ever seen in our lives. If we were running for president, if we were maybe Hilary Clinton, maybe we'd be peeing in our pants over this shit, but we're not, and we're not. It makes us a little sleepy. It makes us reach for our little stuffed rabbit. Actually, who'd like to hear why this site is called bunnyshop? Once upon a time, we were a contestant on a version of the Dating Game on the Fox News Channel (pre-psycho-propaganda channel)'s morning show. This was because our best friend was a producer there, and being our best friend, she slipped us the questions before the show. We didn't prepare answers or anything, and for some reason, when we did the actual show, everything that came out of our mouths was close to an obscenity as possible. It was like we were playing the Catskills, or something. And for our very last question, after we'd admitted to enjoying playing with balls in the shower — ba dum dum! — they asked us which kind of animal we most resembled. "Bunnies," we said. "Of course," Bill McCuddy said. We were, we will add, the clip of the day.

The tragic part is that we are absolutely sure that anecdote was more exciting than Akris. Buy it at their Madison Avenue boutique, or at Bergdorf Goodman.

Here's a diffusion line blazer from Akris Punto. But we ask you: $990 for a velvet blazer? Not happening. So not happening.

Look of the Day: A. F. Vandevorst

It's autumn, not spring, and we can barely wrap our heads around a new season of House, nevermind clothes we won't be unable to afford for six more months. Er, in the sense that we'll never be able to afford them, and that we'll be confronted with this fact in six months. This whole posting was supposed to be about the gay fantasia that mysteriously appeared at a suburban Lord & Taylor's this weekend, but stupid shit Picture Mail from Sprint has decided to stop working. Ergo, our review of the fall collections. Our argument: It's fall. Okay, maybe we'd take a look at resort or something (for when we go to the resort of Grand Army Plaza, say, or the F train, which was pretty spectacular during that monsoon on Saturday night), but we're not thinking about spring until someone calls to tell us that the crocus are blooming. Did we mention that today's coverage was supposed to be a gay fantasia?

We're beginning at the beginning (thanks to style.com) with A.F. Vandevorst, the Belgian husband-and-wife team. Belgian, in this sentence, is defined as "enamoured of sticking Mickey Mouse ears on their models' heads, because they are so freaking edgy." (Did we mention the runway here was on an ice rink?)

This was, unbelievably, our favorite look. Cable knit sweater; cable knit sweater coat; bizarre, dangling-hem skirt; and polar bear boots. Ooh, plus the furry ears. What do we take from this? Seriously, this is how we spot actresses at Sundance, in their furry boots and mini-skirts and sweaters, always running around looking for coats. (Favorite Sundance interview ever, with 7-11 employee: "All these fucking bitches from L.A. show up in tank tops, and then they realize that 'ski resort' means it might fucking snow.'")

Now okay, we're not doing the double-sweater thing, and the furry boots and mini thing ... no. Just no. But we're totally into a cable-knit sweater coat, and this one from Theory is so sweet — brown, cashmere, and extremely expensive at $380. You know how to get over that? Buy it, then tell yourself you're going to put a dollar in a jar each time you wear it, in the "Theory Sweater Fund." (It is crucial to buy the sweater before instituting the jar thing.) Then, as the pain of spending $380 on a sweater lessens, take the money in the jar and spend it on take-out. When calling credit card company: Hold earpiece away from actual ear when full balance is announced on phone, while calling to get minimum amount due. Enjoy beautiful sweater. Success!

Look of the Day: A. F. Vandevorst

It's autumn, not spring, and we can barely wrap our heads around a new season of House, nevermind clothes we won't be unable to afford for six more months. Er, in the sense that we'll never be able to afford them, and that we'll be confronted with this fact in six months. This whole posting was supposed to be about the gay fantasia that mysteriously appeared at a suburban Lord & Taylor's this weekend, but stupid shit Picture Mail from Sprint has decided to stop working. Ergo, our review of the fall collections. Our argument: It's fall. Okay, maybe we'd take a look at resort or something (for when we go to the resort of Grand Army Plaza, say, or the F train, which was pretty spectacular during that monsoon on Saturday night), but we're not thinking about spring until someone calls to tell us that the crocus are blooming. Did we mention that today's coverage was supposed to be a gay fantasia?

We're beginning at the beginning (thanks to style.com) with A.F. Vandevorst, the Belgian husband-and-wife team. Belgian, in this sentence, is defined as "enamoured of sticking Mickey Mouse ears on their models' heads, because they are so freaking edgy." (Did we mention the runway here was on an ice rink?)

This was, unbelievably, our favorite look. Cable knit sweater; cable knit sweater coat; bizarre, dangling-hem skirt; and polar bear boots. Ooh, plus the furry ears. What do we take from this? Seriously, this is how we spot actresses at Sundance, in their furry boots and mini-skirts and sweaters, always running around looking for coats. (Favorite Sundance interview ever, with 7-11 employee: "All these fucking bitches from L.A. show up in tank tops, and then they realize that 'ski resort' means it might fucking snow.'")

Now okay, we're not doing the double-sweater thing, and the furry boots and mini thing ... no. Just no. But we're totally into a cable-knit sweater coat, and this one from Theory is so sweet — brown, cashmere, and extremely expensive at $380. You know how to get over that? Buy it, then tell yourself you're going to put a dollar in a jar each time you wear it, in the "Theory Sweater Fund." (It is crucial to buy the sweater before instituting the jar thing.) Then, as the pain of spending $380 on a sweater lessens, take the money in the jar and spend it on take-out. When calling credit card company: Hold earpiece away from actual ear when full balance is announced on phone, while calling to get minimum amount due. Enjoy beautiful sweater. Success!