They're
out there: hoity-toity connoisseurs just waiting to tell you that
fashion photographers aren't real artists. They'll say, "Bla, bla, bla
isn't fine art. Bla, bla, bla isn't thought-provoking... Bla."
Then they'll take a sip of free champgne from a plastic cup and check
their Blackberries when it's your turn to talk. Well, after seeing David LaChapelle's Jesus is My Homeboy at
the Wolfgang Roth gallery on NE 39th, we don't believe them anymore.
The exhibit is proof that all those thin, p
Oh No! Someone's mixed Catholic imagery and sex! How provocative! How controversial! How unoriginal.Rick Sanchez, everyone's favorite former Channel Seven newsman, dedicated a good portion of his Twitter-fueled CNN show yesterday to the latest cover of Mexican Playboy that shows a model who may be channeling the Virgin Mary (though, the publisher denies this ...but considering some people see Mary in window stains and grilled cheese he should have known better). We know, we know. Yesterday was a
Westwood, Anderson, and some dude in clown leggings in the designer's latest ad. I don't really understand how all these club kids find themselves orbiting around Pamela Anderson. Last time she was in Miami she showed up pants-less with photographer David LaChapelle at Basel, and this week she was in attendance for glitter happy designer Richie Rich's fashion show at one of the various fashion weeks going on. The only explanation I can fathom is that they walk up to her thinking she's another fa
