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You know when you find a weird, cool item in a bargain bin, or a thrift store; wear it out, get tons of compliments and the realize you’re wearing it backwards, upside down, inside out, or just on the wrong part of your body? We love this phenomena, and turns our we’re not the only ones…
“It’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.”
― Marilyn Monroe
This is one our of favorite quotes and the motto of Christina Mannino, a NYC-based designer. Her line, DEIVIE , is a womenswear & accessories label for the stylish social maven. (It’s pronounced “DAVEY” like Davy Crockett) Not a man of the wild a frontier, but a spunky blond with a keen eye, a sharp wit and an uncanny ability to make vinyl glamorous. ”BE ELECTRIC,”she declares. “With a penchant for making a statement, DEIVIE combines the glamour of classic Hollywood with the playful, girlish spirit in every woman in its collection of whimsical and stand-out looks.”
This lady is going places. Keep an eye out for her. We got a sneak peak at her upcoming line, and her scripted bags, dresses and tops (with hilarious, broken-hearted notes to a jerky ex-boyfriend spelled out across them) had us in stitches. Pun Intended.
(pun credit: Cheri Paige Fogleman)
Her clothes are amazing and deserve a Fashion Week runway and a cast of models that won’t forget to wear a nude thong or eat a burrito before a photo shoot. But until then, she’s got us. We met Christina, and stoked about her brazen irreverence in fashion, decided we should pair up for Fashion Week. Christina styled us in her own clothes along with a few random other items to WEAR IT WRONG. With the help of photographer, David Lang, and Photo Editor, Flo Ko, we present:
THE HOT MESS DEIVIE Fashion Week spread.
Some of our fav quotes from Christina’s blog are:
AMY: Cross body, worn as a fanny pack
CHERI: Sequin Pants worn as a jump Suit
MARY: Vintage Clutch worn as a hat
MOLLY: Sequined Vest worn as waistcoat
JULIA: Baguette Bags worn as epaulettes (our personal fav)
See some snapshots from her post below included description of all the looks. Click on the images to read the whole post.
And on a final note…
In honor of Fruit Flies, an episode that chronicles an epic night at a gay club (which comes out remastered this Wednesday!) I wanted to write an ode to the gay men in my life that have in many ways made me the Hot Mess I am today.
Over the years, I have had many comically tragic encounters involving gay men. There was that time at church camp where I thought this boy was going to take me off into the woods and kiss me. He stopped on a grassy knoll and looked me in the eye and said, “I have something to tell you.” I assumed the next line was going to be “I’m in love with you” because I was 13 and had watched enough Lifetime movies to know how this works. Instead he said “I think I’m gay. I just thought you’d be a good person to tell.” And thus my relationship with gay men began.
Freshman year I was on the verge of in school suspension due to my tardiness to first period. My cute Spanish Teacher, who was constantly quoting Mariah Carey, felt bad but warned me the next time would be it. Well that very Monday I was in fact late BUT I had just seen the same teacher in a coffee shop called The Rainbow Cafe the weekend prior. He seemed VERY uncomfortable to see me there and low and behold I never got that suspension slip. Apparently he was in the closet and felt it better to screw school policy to buy my silence. It was never discussed but after about 5 more latenesses and a few winks, I realized I had accidentally blackmailed my gay homeroom teacher.
I was a late bloomer in high school and the first men to make me feel pretty or confident were gay. Straight boys didn’t really give me and my bodacious b cups the time of day, but gay men were the first boys to tell me I was attractive. They encouraged my sexuality and self worth. I often had more chemistry with my gay friends then I did my fellow ladies. Perhaps it was because we shared a bond about overcoming social obstacles; them being gay in middle America and me being a village idiot constantly losing my keys, purse, or car. (I admit the whole gay thing is a bit larger in scope) Anyway, gay men were the first of my friends to laugh and celebrate my ridiculous stories. They taught me to own it. And that life lesson ultimately led to the idea for HOT MESS.
After we wrapped shooting Fruit Flies, a 13 hour day, I was filthy, tired, and covered in fake vomit. I had a garbage bag in one hand and the filth left by our drunk extras in the other. I looked up on the stage and there were 4 of my most beloved gay men, all completely drunk on the cheap vodka we served as craft services, belting out show tunes. Our eyes met and they serenaded me at the top of their lungs to I believe the climax of Suddenly Seymour. The moment was so perfect I almost cried.
Even though I looked like this:
I felt like this:
This is perhaps the greatest strut down the runway ever witnessed. She falls down the stairs and then proceeds to get back up and keep going. Yea girl!
Only to get HIT BY A SWINGING GONG! Really people? An Indiana Jones style obstacle course to screw with unnaturally tall women handicapped by heels and floor length gowns? Why don’t you just blindfold a puppy and spin him around on a swivel chair.
I gotta say her flick of the skirt at the end as she triumphantly exits should have won her the contest then and there.
Cheri and Amy featured on the site STYLEDRVR today!
Today is Amy’s interview and I think Cheri’s comes next week.
“Favorite places to:
Get a cup o’ joe: I love the mud trucks. I chase them. Like a dog after the mailman.
Grab a drink with friends: Employees Only
Go on a date:I went on a great date recently to the museum of natural history. It provides a slim chance of me spilling food on myself or on him.
Go dancing: A gay club. It’s like a spin class and dance movie finale number all rolled into one.”
As to be expected we are obsessed with end of year compilation videos. This one is EPIC. It’s 15 mins long.
Below are screenshots of our favorite moments to guide you through.
There is nothing funnier than a person being unexpectedly tackled out of frame.
Could happen to anyone.
The look on his face is priceless. They even give him a close up.
The transcription reads:
Don’t eat my pants…. AHHHHHHHHH!!!!
This station gave two stoned girls 2 whole mins of airtime.
This woman cracks up for like 30 seconds, she eventually gives up.
Models and green screens. What could go wrong?
FAKE EYE LASH DOWN!
Officially now one of the greatest moments on the internet.