As much as I poke fun at the New York Times' Styles section for being a bit behind on news (hey, did you hear bloggers go to fashion shows?), I must give them props for their reporting, which is what truly gives the Gray Lady her strong reputation. And the Times dropped a doozy on H&M today with this article on how H&M mutilates unsold clothing and then leaves it out in the garbage. The blogosphere reaction has ranged from outrage to "Everybody does it", and H&M has already issued a statement on their Facebook page (which, by the way, is filled with countless "Shame on you" comments), explaining that this is not company practice, and they're looking into it. Of course, the obvious reaction is disgust, especially considering the thousands of homeless and/or impoverished people out there who could use a warm coat and clean clothes; even if throwing out clothes seems like a cheaper option (than, say, shipping them back to a warehouse somewhere), most charities will come pick up a sizable donation and give you a form so you can deduct the expense on your taxes. In other words, there's really no excuse for this. Whether or not it's standard industry practice, hopefully this incident will force retailers to become more responsible.
On a happier note, I'm always pleased to see my fellow bloggers hit the big time, so props to Bryanboy for his charming article in Paper about his trip to Michigan last fall. Bryanboy is fabulous enough to sit front row at Dolce & Gabbana, yes, but he's also witty and sweet and, as this article reveals, entirely human.
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Recommended Reading: H&M in hot water plus Bryanboy goes to the Midwest
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
The stuff blogger dreams are made of
When it comes to fashion bloggers, there are two kinds of people: those who post pictures of themselves, and those who don't. Preferring to go about my business in relative anonymity, I obviously fall into the latter of the two categories, and while a lot of post-pictures-of-myself blogs make me cringe a little, there's one that I love for being so incredibly over the top: Bryanboy. If you've never heard of him, Bryanboy is a 19-year-old gay Filipino with an epic collection of handbags and an unparalleled enthusiasm for women's ready-to-wear. And he has quite the following in the fashion world; after being photographed with an "I heart Bryanboy" sign back in February, Marc Jacobs apparently promised Bryanboy, via email, to name a handbag after him. Four months later, MJ made good on his promise; not only did he christen one of his fall 2008 bags "the BB," but he sent Bryanboy the prototype, along with a handwritten note. Bryanboy was so overjoyed, his new namesake bag inspired a weekend's worth of posts, including a faux MJ ad campaign and a night out clubbing. The story was even picked up in Women's Wear Daily [subscription required]. All I have to say is wow. Wow. And: awesome. Also, can I maybe get a bag named after me, Marc Jacobs? I think "the Cheryl" has a nice ring to it, don't you?
When it comes to fashion bloggers, there are two kinds of people: those who post pictures of themselves, and those who don't. Preferring to go about my business in relative anonymity, I obviously fall into the latter of the two categories, and while a lot of post-pictures-of-myself blogs make me cringe a little, there's one that I love for being so incredibly over the top: Bryanboy. If you've never heard of him, Bryanboy is a 19-year-old gay Filipino with an epic collection of handbags and an unparalleled enthusiasm for women's ready-to-wear. And he has quite the following in the fashion world; after being photographed with an "I heart Bryanboy" sign back in February, Marc Jacobs apparently promised Bryanboy, via email, to name a handbag after him. Four months later, MJ made good on his promise; not only did he christen one of his fall 2008 bags "the BB," but he sent Bryanboy the prototype, along with a handwritten note. Bryanboy was so overjoyed, his new namesake bag inspired a weekend's worth of posts, including a faux MJ ad campaign and a night out clubbing. The story was even picked up in Women's Wear Daily [subscription required]. All I have to say is wow. Wow. And: awesome. Also, can I maybe get a bag named after me, Marc Jacobs? I think "the Cheryl" has a nice ring to it, don't you?
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