- The fascinating creative partnership of Charles and Ray Eames. (Messy Nessy Chic)
- How to watch or stream every Oscar-nominated movie. (Vulture)
- And here is a fun slideshow of Oscars style through the years. (Vogue)
- The 40 best true crime movies ever. (Town & Country)
- Alternately inspiring and bewildering street style from the New York and Milan collections. (The Cut)
- We’re chatting about everything from aging hair to the movies and TV we’re watching, and we’re also answering listener questions on Everything is Fine, so please do tune in. (Apple Podcasts)
- It’s a trailer for season four of Succession, which starts airing later this month, and I am there for it. (Vulture)
- 11 trailblazing female scientists worth knowing about. (My Modern Met)
- I felt very seen by this piece, about the classic movie Dazed and Confused, and not identifying as a baby boomer even if you technically are one. (New Yorker)
- A new exhibition illuminates what made 1997 a watershed year for fashion. (NY Times; gifted link)
One of the interesting things about the street style Milan is how many women are NOT wearing heels. Love that. Article on luxury sustainable fashion with Gabriela Hearst in today’s The Guardian that’s worth the read. And in The Washington Post is an article about the inspiration etc. of Daisy Jones and the six which begins on Prime today (I believe). Good EIF podcast this week!
as much as i love them, i don’t know if i’ll ever wear heels (other than on boots) again.
That New Yorker article about Dazed & Confused was exactly right about being a late stage “boomer” – i laughed at how the ’76 Bicentennial was an overhyped bust. i think it was here that I read about the term- Jones Generation. It hasn’t caught on, but we do deserve our own category. Late stage boomer – little depressing.
I am early Gen X and feel every bit a Gen X.
I was born in 1959, youngest of three. My siblings were born in 1947 and 1949. Technically we are all boomers, but I had a COMPLETELY different experience growing up. Always baffled me how we could all be considered the same generation. They were Beatles and Stones, I was Talking Heads and Prince. I was in third grade during the Summer of Love, for heaven’s sake. I like Jones Generation, myself.
Dazed and Confused was on the mark portraying high school ( minus the frosh hazing) in my suburban NYC life in 1976. Being at the tail end of the Boom did allow us better social freedom than our older siblings but year for year, I felt like we missed a meeting. After college, my older co- workers got first dibs on homes and promotions, while we trailed and had to spend more for homes and push for hard earned raises and positions working for them. Once they started aging out and retiring by choice, Millenials were of age to take the reins.Many of us were pushed out before our time. Sorry this is a bummer but it’s so true.
I liked The New Yorker article but as someone born in 1964 and technically considered a boomer, I can’t even relate to the later Boomers in the piece. I think I have much more in common with the early Gen X’ers. Disco (which never sucked for me), Punk, New Wave, and AIDS. I also, naively, thought my rights as a woman were set in stone. I consider the late 70’s and 80’s to be my formative years.
Same. Born in 1963 and the 70s and 80s were when I came of age. Agree 100% with your comment.
I was born in 1961 and totally related to the NYer article. That movie felt so real to me (minus the hazing). I have always railed against being grouped with the hippies when I gained awareness with Welcome Back Kotter and Three Mile Island. The Seventies really were a terrible time to come of age
Watching the evening news in the ’70s: Vietnam war, the Bronx is burning, Times Square is porny and scary, Three Mile Island, the energy crisis, Watergate, John List executes his family. We had freedom, but there was a lot of scary sh*t going on.
“We didn’t start the fire” is running through my head now
Thanks for the link to the NYT 1997 fashion it year. I’d missed it somehow. I’d forgotten that Versace and Princess Di died the same year! What a weird year. Every year is weird in some way, I guess. More than that, I’d totallly forgotten that Michael Kors had been at Celine! I can’t really see that being a good fit, but I’m not a general Kors fan. He seems perfect where he is now? Celine didn’t exist for me (I only remember seeing the logo and ads in my mom’s Hong Kong gossip magazines which often peddled luxury bags and accessories ads) until Phoebe Philo. One of my most favorite designers and style icons (uniform-wise). The Phoebe Philo era of Celine is iconic and unsurpassed.
I do think SATC and that era of NYC really renewed this interest in higher fashion and luxury brands after the grunge era and golden age of hip hop — in the rest of the country as well. For better or worse, it was kinda fun. And it continued peaking with the launch of Lucky Magazine helmed by our Kim France.
Dazed and Confused is one of my eternally favorite movies, so I’ll be reading that later.
Who did the illustration?
Never mind, I found it: Ray Eames.
Loved the New Yorker piece on baby boomers. My husband was born in 1948 and I in 1958 — we’re both technically boomers, but completely different generations. The article sums it up perfectly.
The street style piece reminds me how irrelevant most fashion is. Honestly, those were some of the ugliest outfits I’ve ever seen. Perhaps the gray weather, leaden skies, and grunge concrete in all the photos contributed to my sense of doom.
I thought some of the street style photos looked good, esp compared to most of the stills I see from fashion shows lately. (I know the clothes get changed a lot on the way to the actual customers.) Did anyone see the photos in the NYT of the guests at the hip hop exhibit party? Bc there was one item I really really liked. I’ve been trying to track it down. It’s not so easy. … … … Meanwhile also in the NYT recently was a piece about a high-end label that really put me off.
Just want to say that if you live in (or visit) Los Angeles and love cool design, a visit to the Eames house in the Palisades is a MUST. It’s a living museum, left just the way Ray left it when she died. You have to arrange it in advance but it’s so worth it!
I also feel seen by the New Yorker article. Loved and felt seen by Dazed and Confused. Ironically, Doug Coupland’s novel Generation X, which gave our younger sisters and brothers their label, is LITERALLY about late boomers. He wrote it in part because he hated being identified as a boomer.