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  • The Olsen Effect: What It's Like to Be a Twin in Real Life

    02/15/16 ,via Vogue.com

    (They were total game-changers with our plaid skirts.) I think our greatest style coup was probably in kindergarten, though, when I insisted on buying a pair of burgundy patent-leather Dr. Martens boots and Liz chose navy. By the time While

  • The Life and Times of My Doc Martens

    02/11/16 ,via Racked

    Though I had lingered on the edge of a sincere interest in music for years, 1997 was the year I did more to keep up with my older sister's taste in alternative and indie bands fronted by women and soft-but-angry men. The musicians Though the grunge

  • The Day the Specials Kicked Their Doc Martens Boots Against the Door

    02/11/16 ,via PopMatters

    This album was the Doc Martens boot against the door. By following the classic “Message to You, Rudy” with their own driving ska-punk anthem “Do the Dog”, the Specials established, in the first two tracks, the push-and-pull of their artistry, which

  • Laurie NigroDon't tell me what not to wear just because I'm a woman over 30

    02/14/16 ,via RiverheadLOCAL

    I spend a lot of time on Facebook. Purportedly, it's so I can keep up with my large, extensive family. There are many of us and, without Facebook, there is no way I could remember all the birthdays, see all the family photos and otherwise stay engaged

  • Dr. Martens Celebrates Valentine's Day With Heart Collection

    02/09/16 ,via Footwear News

    Dr. Martens is in love. The British cult brand has been hit by Cupid's arrow, sparking a collection of Valentine's Day styles in classic red-and-white with bold heart details. According to the company, “The Made to Break Hearts” collection is inspired



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The Olsen Effect: What It's Like to Be a Twin in Real Life - Vogue.com

Growing up, the question I was asked most wasn’t “What do you want to be when you grow up. ” or “What’s your favorite book. ” It was this: “So, are you a Mary-Kate or an Ashley. ” While Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen were arguably the coolest role models my twin sister and I could have had, I think they’d find that question kind of annoying, too. Liz and I had our canned responses—I was Ashley, widely considered “the girly one” when we were kids, and Liz was Mary-Kate, “the sporty one”—but we both found it a little strange that people were so quick to pigeon hole the Olsens (and, consequentially, us). Even when they were shown as polar opposites in a movie (like 1999’s Switching Goals , when Mary-Kate played Sam the soccer star and Ashley was prim, platform-sandal-wearing Emma), everyone viewed them as a single entity. Fame and fortune aside, Liz and I always felt like people saw us the same way. No one could tell us apart, and it didn’t help that we wore uniforms for the first nine years of school—they were literally seeing double. The boys in our class simply gave up and referred to us as “Farra,” and we could’ve done without our classmates and teachers constantly scrutinizing our faces in search of minor differences. “Emily’s cheeks are rounder,” I recall my friend’s mom saying—just as my crush walked by. Others would zero in on the faintest, tiniest freckle above my lip and claim it was the only way they could tell it was me. I heard about it so much I convinced myself it was a hideous flaw I’d somehow never noticed. Of course, Liz and I are best friends—our twin bond is next-level. We’ve even had similar dreams on the same night living in different cities. Looking back, I think those early experiences prompted our lifelong obsession with clothes. I don’t remember a time when Liz and I weren’t concerned with what we were wearing. When we were really young, we loved “dress-up days” at school, which happened once a month. Other kids complained, but it gave me and Liz a chance to wear our favorite clothes and look just a little different. We often loved the same things, so we would just buy them in different colors: In sixth grade, we had kaleidoscope-print skirts from Nordstrom’s BP section—mine was green, Liz’s was pink—and when Uggs were all the rage in eighth grade, our mom bought me the pale pink ones and Liz got baby blue. (They were total game-changers with our plaid skirts. Source: www.vogue.com

The Life and Times of My Doc Martens - Racked

Share Growing up, my parents had sensible politics that made them believe that fashion choices are not a reflection of a girl’s moral character and that self-expression was a worthwhile habit to develop. This meant that, growing up in the 1990s, my wardrobe was both literally and figuratively quite colorful, that word people use when they don’t want to say “tacky” or “bizarre. At age 11, my mother bought me JNCO jeans, the highly coveted and now comically hideous wide-leg pants that were a fixture at raves and three-stage music festivals in the 1990s. I was allowed to wear T-shirts for bands with sexually explicit or overtly suicidal lyrical content. (Hole, Nirvana, and Garbage made the most frequent appearances. ) I combed black and neon-green streaks into my blonde hair, wore three to nine necklaces at a time, and never met a vinyl baby-dress I didn't hope to get married in one day. And so I was alarmed when, in 1997, my mother was reluctant to buy me a pair of black Dr. Marten 1460 boots. Eddie Vedder wore them: sturdy, leather lace-up boots in a smooth finish, with eight eyelets and signature yellow stitching between the rubber sole and the leather. I wouldn't normally use a celebrity crush as style inspiration, but Vedder seemed like the type of imaginary boyfriend who would share clothes with a woman as both a political and personal statements, so I gave myself some leeway. Back to those 1460s. Accustomed to having even my most outlandish sartorial tastes indulged, and stricken by an increasing awareness that the iconic boot was a necessary wardrobe staple for a badass such as myself, I was incredulous at my mother's reticence to buy them for me. Her issue was not with their popularity among known Marilyn Manson fans or their long-expired association with skinheads, only with their price point. She was concerned that I'd quickly outgrow them or not take the care or precautions necessary to preserve them as long as I could. My shoe collection was mostly populated by vinyl and glitter-soaked Skechers, open-toed Bongo platforms, and a pair of Airwalks which I constantly wore out and had to replace. If a shoe had a white rubber base, I reliably decorated it with hearts, band names, and favorite logos with black Sharpie and gel pens, then quickly grew tired of these indelicate footwear tattoos. Though I had lingered on the edge of a sincere interest in music for years, 1997 was the. Source: www.racked.com

The Day the Specials Kicked Their Doc Martens Boots Against the Door - PopMatters

Sometimes an album is more than just a collection of tracks and a tabulation of sold units. The Specials’ self-titled debut album in 1979 was not only a bracing response to racial turbulence, urban violence, and economic disparity in ‘70s Britain, but the catalyst for an entire youth movement, 2 Tone, and a musical genre, the ska revival (or what we simply recognize as “ska” today). The Specials dwelled in paradox and complexity, a grey area conjured by the blending of the group’s trademark black and white checkerboard design. They sang of social ills, individual dread, and anxiety in infectiously danceable songs kept aloft by an unmistakable lightness. It was grim realism made buoyant by an upbeat, all bleakness and bounce—lyrical snapshots of desperate lives. The album doesn’t so much announce itself as slide the listener into it, opening with a laid-back harmonica vamp and then a bright Caribbean drum clatter and the languid, dead-cool trombone of the late Rico Rodriguez (who died last September). The song, “A Message to You, Rudy”, had been originally recorded in 1967 by Jamaican singer Dandy Livingstone (as “Rudy, a Message to You”, with Rodriguez also on the original). It’s an opening salvo that lands the listener straight into the crosscurrents of Jamaican and English interchange, initiated in 1948 by the arrival of hundreds of immigrants to England on the SS Empire Windrush. They had answered the call for a labor force to rebuild post-war Britain, and beyond establishing the sometimes discomfiting cohabitation of races, this immigration began a steady seep of West Indian elements into the culture. At a musical level, it would lead to the Mods and later the early skinheads spinning original ska records and incorporating elements of rude-boy fashion in the ‘60s and early ‘70s. This is the cultural thread that winds itself like a determined river toward the Specials’ groundbreaking debut LP, on which the group of working-class white and black men repurposed and reworked an old genre, ska, for a public conditioned to punk, while presenting to the world an unmistakable image of unity and miscegenation. As an introduction to The Specials (1979), “A Message to You, Rudy” is a bracing statement, going for West Indian brass and syncopation instead of punk guitars and warning the quintessential “Rudy” (or rude boy) against the dangers of street life. Source: www.popmatters.com
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