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The Shaggy Aggy and Its Imitators

We do not want a "Shaggy Aggy," much in the same way we did not want that bizarre Rachel haircut: in this case, because we are not a six-foot-tall British model named Agyness. We found something about the ... SWFing of her hair, by, among others, Pixie Geldof:

bizarre. We don't get style-biting in general, but why would anyone want to walk around with a haircut that is indisputably someone else's? Why can't Pixie Geldof go and figure out her own exciting haircut. Entitled ingenues! To the creativity, please! The whole thing makes us grumpy.

Agyness Deyn in iD

We usually hate guest-edited issues—they always seem to be covered in the tearstains of the assistant editors who had to ghostwrite the entire thing—but we loooove the Aggy issue of iD . Because:

1: She writes a letter requesting an interview with the queen, and it is filled with the sort of sentiment we adore

2: She is 26, which we have decided is a reasonable age for a model, because she is so much more like a person and so much less like a clothes rack. We're not complaining about 14-year-olds—we're just saying it gets marginally easier to be yourself in a room full of mean people the older you get (we personally believe) and Aggy, in our opinion, is about nothing so much as being herself.

3: Because the feeling we get from her is not so much that she is beautiful but that she is super-duper alive, and that, we feel, is a quality worth sharing

4: And this photo, which should be taped to the wall of all the non-model, aforementioned 14-year-olds out there. Have we already mentioned our Gossip Girl epiphany from last week? That pretty much everything basically works out? We believe it. Even with braces.

Why We Hate Liars So Much, and a Question

We're not doing any work today, in honor of our lying liar of a boss who comes to the fucking office with acute, infectious bronchitis and then tells all of us it's not communicable. Which is. Not. True. So! Here we sit, doing fuck all, but writing this, and staring at the wall, and thinking about whether we will go to the 45-minute or 90-minute yoga class at lunch. And you know: It's like, he's not going to get very much productivity out of us today, but we're not going to get very much productivity out of ourselves the next two weeks, so we're thinking it's more than fair. Er, we don't mean to overreact. but we're germophobes by nature. It all dates back to our last office job, as a matter of fact, when we were six days from our first marathon, and our boss came to work (where she sat next to us!) totally sick, and we were just like: Could you not threaten our twelve-month training program because you didn't feel like working from home today? Argh.

So today, instead, we will be thinking of many things, like where we are going to travel to next, and how nice it will be to do laundry, and what we are going to cough into a rag and then send the lying liar next week. And also, the reason for this post, in addition to expressing, on a macro level, how displeased we are with the selfish liar, is figuring out our answer to this question: Can style be acquired?

We were talking this over with Lil Bunny, and we had two distinct viewpoints: hers, that it was innate. Ours, that real styling genius was innate—we're never going to be a stylist—but that for most people, even most stylish people, it could be acquired, with time and risk-taking. And money. Because the people we know who are stylish—we're not sure we know the innate kind. But we do know plenty who work and work and work at it. Our position is they try harder, and spend more time on it, and it shows. What do you think?

Daria Werbowy for H&M

Life, we have always truly believed, is much too short for discerning one runway model from another, but we love this Daria Werbowy TV ad for H&M. That furry-hooded coat she's wearing, as she gets out of the cab? We're so buying that, and stat.

Kate Moss at Topshop (Again)

Just a reminder: Kate Moss at Topshop A/W debuts tomorrow. We're feeling distinctly less excited about this, this time around.

Plastic Fantastic

So this is pretty much the most terrifying website we have ever visited: "Run by enthusiasts for enthusiasts who love PVC, plastic and vinyl." That is probably the most times we have ever seen the word "enthusiasts" in one sentence. This reminds us of the day we were doing Internet searches for bears. Not all bears are the grizzly kind.

Anyway, we were interested in Plastique Unique because they were apparently the source for the Lily Cole editorial in our new British Vogue, and sometimes you really are curious about where you'd be able to find a plastic "all-in-one." (Which is, it seems, like a bigger, adult version of a onesie. Can we mention here that we once worked with this horrible, horrible woman, who was not a native nor even a competent speaker of English, which was of course totally fine except for the fact that she was ostensibly being paid to write in English? And how she re-edited this story we had already, thoroughly competently, edited, and changed every reference to a "onesie" to a "onesize"? And how we just prayed we would have the chance to piss in her coffee at some point? Er, not to sound completely insane.)

Anyway! Plastique Unique. We can't put any of the pictures from the site here, because they remind us too, too much of an episode of Taxicab Confessions, but: It is here, if you are in the mood for all sorts of plastic-y weirdness.

Above: Plastic "all-in-one," about $80

Miranda Kerr For Victoria's Secret

In today's Reader Mailbag:

Dear Bunnyshop,

I don't usually care about which model is which, but can you tell me who that Victoria's Secret girl is, the one who's all, "No wires, just wings!" I actually don't really care who she is, but I need to know what her accent is—Estonian? Russian? It's driving me insane. And I don't even know if Estonians and Russians speak different languages. Thanks!

We have the answer. Her name is Miranda Kerr ... and she's Australian. And if you're looking for a bit more of her, here's a "video diary." We're sure it's really open and revealing. We would like to add that we mean that in the psychological, PR way, rather than the weird clothing-optional way.

And the bra she's advertising: Infinity Edge wireless bra, $42.50

Kate MOSS at Topshop Today!

Can we just preface this by saying this is the second time we have trumpeted Kate Spade at Topshop. What the fuck is that?

Anyway:

Doesn't look like much, mm?

There appears to be three left.

We would not have given it a second thought except for this second picture of it:

KM for Topshop muscle-back dress, about $120

Milla Jovavich for Mango

Our question:

When the ad campaign is so nice (above) (you know, boring but nice) why are the Milla for Mango clothes so terribly not?

MfM dress, $79

If there is anything good about this dress, we are unaware as to what it is. MfM peaches dress, $125

Ditto. MfM dress, $79

Memo to Mango: less money on photographers, more money on designers.

Kate Moss Lookbook!

The Kate Moss (not, er, Spade) for Topshop lookbook is here!

What does everyone think?

That other model's head is too big for her body. Otherwise: We love that dress above!

See the whole lookbook here.

Previous Kate Moss coverage:
Vintage Kate
Kate Moss for Topshop
Ask the Stylist: The Ex

Vintage Kate

Something about Kate Moss speaking makes all the hair on our arms stand up. We can't explain it. It's like when our dog makes this funny face, just before he's about to start talking about how excited he is for the return of the Sopranos or something. We can't explain it. So in honor of the debut of the Topshop video-pod-cast-ness with the new line which we do not think for one second we will be able to get our hands on, we submit vintage Kate from the Agent Provocateur video series. Honestly this video is so bizarre, and is most interesting for those who are like: Kate? Speaking? Really?

Speaking of, we are newly resolved to the idea of underwear not packaged in bundles of three. The Crista, $85

Kate Moss For Topshop

So we're estimating that Kate Moss for Topshop is roughly equivalent to Karl Lagerfeld for H&M X Stella McCartney for H&M X Madonna for H&M + infinity. Yes? Maybe. We know there exist people who can see only KM's "beady little eyes" (and to that we say: We'll give you that she's a crack addict's girlfriend, but we don't see the beadiness.) Anyway! First look, from the new British Vogue. We are so sad but having witnessed the mayhem, and been involved in the pushing for Viktor & Rolf at H&M—seriously. They're like two semi-avant-garde Dutch designers. This is Kate Moss. We are going nowhere near Topshop the day this collection comes out. We thought the Celia Birtwell launch was intense.

This is our favorite of all the looks, though we say: This is a mini-dress? It appears to be identified as a mini-dress. We are thinking it is really just a top.

May will be here soon enough.

Kate Moss Harlow Tees

We were about to write up this whole thing about how we really do not like this Harlow t-shirt at all, and then we saw: It's sold out. We are hoping it was limited edition. Of five. Or six. Plus: $85! Baffled. Baffled. Baffled. To what event would this be worn? It could only be, say, some sort of giant giveaway, where you need to be wearing a piece of clothing with Kate Moss's face on it to gain entry, and once you do, you are showered with free gold coins. Baffling.

Like we said, sold out, but! Reorders: on the way! Argh. Kate tee, $85

We sort of like the idea behind Harlow's Melanie Pullen tees—we love Pullen's crime scene fashion photos—but this just doesn't quite work for us. No? It just doesn't seem like any sort of an improvement on the original:

Further Proof Crime Does Pay

Kate Moss's new ads for Burberry. Speaking of wildly overpriced handbags: that's the Manor Bag, $1680

Now this bag costs almost exactly 10% of the one above. Could it make us ten times happier? Oh, we doubt it. In fact, we love this bag even more in person, where the color doesn't look so washed out. NB, for some reason, we've only been able to find this at the UK, rather than US, Urban, though we are looking into it. Suede bag with mirror, about $160

To Do 2007: Learn Pole Dancing

We were going through YouTube looking for this, but found this first. We know it's like five billion years old, and we haven't listened to the White Stripes for nearly that long, and we totally forgot how hysterical this video is. But seriously: It would be so fun to know how to pole dance. This is what we want, as far as random skill acquisitions, 2007: to know how to do our taxes, drive a stick-shift from Plymouth to the Gambia, and pole dance.

Our 2006 Fashion Superstar

We're taking it easy around here this week, as befits our new post-Christmas dinner Jabba the Hut-esque physique. So even while we are so, so, so over all the end-of-year top 10 bullshit, we present our own ... end-of-year top 10 bullshit. Er, not top 10, but top #1, because 10 is beyond what our cheese-addled brain can handle at the moment. But today! Our fashion superstar: Kate Moss. You know that joke about the Teflon politician, and how he'd need to be caught with a dead girl or a live boy in his hotel room? Right. Kate Moss ... mm, we can't even think of it. We're thinking - "shop at Sears." But then everyone would just think Sears is cool. "Fuck a sheep." Maybe people wouldn't think it was cool, but they'd—we'd—be like, "Hmm, never thought of that." Er, maybe it's just proof that fashion editors forgive \ also have showy cocaine addictions. And we're not sure her career would survive gaining, say, 15 pounds as easily as it would \ has either highly publicized drug abuse, a junkie boyfriend, or, indeed, the hypothetical sheep fucking. Two steps forward for women around the world? Nope. Sort of amazing Teflon qualities? Absolutely. What we do love is the fact that unlike Tara Connor and her weepy Trumpian public confessional, she just kept her mouth shut and did what she does. Now that, we're willing to say, is sufficiently genius.