Showing posts with label Kanye West. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kanye West. Show all posts

Sunday, September 7, 2014

#2605 The NYFW Q&A — Tiësto At Lacoste

Tiësto and DJ Cassidy at the Lacoste show this morning.

This morning at the Lacoste show, I attempted to interview the actor Nat Wolff (aka Rusty from Stuck In Love — a film that I liked so much I watched it twice in one month), but his publicist came over after a couple of questions and said I was only allowed to ask one more, so all I can tell you about him is that his favourite Instagram account is The Fat Jewish, that he's about to star in a movie called Paper Towns based on a novel by John Green — opposite Cara Delevingne, no less — and that the coolest person he's ever sat next to at a fashion show was Charles Michael Davis from Grey's Anatomy. A couple of seats along, however, was Tijs Michiel Verwest — the Dutch DJ and international musical sensation better known as Tiësto — and he was quite happy to talk for a few minutes about everything from his experiences on Tinder to his favourite songs of the summer; plus his worst habit, his go-to joke, who he likes best out of Drake and Kanye, and lots more. Side-note: you know how you always meet famous people and they're short? Tiësto is at least 6'2". Here goes:

Saturday, May 10, 2014

#2533 The facts of life — Music Edition

I get pretty obsessive when it comes to music, and by obsessive, I mean I'll usually have about five-10 songs I listen to on repeat for weeks at a stretch. Right now, those songs run the gamut from incredibly depressing to mildly upsetting to amazing when you're walking down a crowded city street and require a soundtrack to your life. Plus Drake. Click below to hear the 10 songs on my playlist right now.

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

#2507 The facts of life

Richard Biedul photographed by Greg Lewis in the Lower East Side.

1. You know what I find distasteful? A respectable publication writing a story about the business troubles and debt L'Wren Scott found herself in prior to her death, and then finishing the piece by saying that they extend their deepest condolences to the family. You can't have it both ways. You can't write a click-bait heavy piece and then try and play it off as if you really care. If you really cared, you probably wouldn't have written the story in the first place. It's gross.

Friday, February 28, 2014

#2492 The facts of life

Drake and Rihanna onstage in Paris. Photo:

1. File this one under: The sexiest thing I've seen in ages. Nothing gets me like two hot young superstars flirting in front of a screaming crowd, so when Rihanna appeared onstage at the Drake concert at Palais Omnisports de Paris Bercy last night and they danced up on each other, I was like, somebody get me a fan. That chemistry was real I tells ye. Real. If you haven't seen it, you're missing out.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

#2443 OMG it's my song!!! (aka The 10 tracks that'll get the party jumping this holiday season)

Men in great coats. Photo: Mr Modern Gentleman

I don't know about you, but at this time of year I feel like I'm constantly going to these events and launches and dinners which are all very nice and good and wonderful for schmoozing, but as the night wears on, the DJ continues to play either house music or obscure indie rock, and I find myself getting bored and wishing that s/he'd cut the crap and throw something on that inspires me to run onto the dance floor in the middle of everybody like that white girl at a party, screaming, "Oh my God it's my song, it's my sooooooong!!!!" So with that in mind, here are the 10 songs that I believe would inspire that same reaction in far more people than me — including those gentlemen above in the glorious coats — thus making parties the world over a lot more fun. Here goes.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

#2356 Day 24: Things You Would Say To Five People

Me and my mate Kanye West. Photo: Katherine Lowe

1. To Kanye West: What goes through your mind when you're doing a concert and there are white people in the audience dropping the N-bomb while rapping along to your songs?

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

#2254 Good Question

Anon asks: Paris with a disposable was one of my favourite posts/series ever. So much magic, so much joy. We should celebrate a disposable week every year!

No way, we should celebrate a disposable week every week! It was one of my favourite series too, but it came about as a result of darkness necessity – my G11 was stolen at a bar one night in Paris. I made a halfhearted attempt to reboot the series about a year ago in New York, but I never got the cameras developed. #idiot. I'm gonna get back into it. For real.

Friday, March 8, 2013

#2247 Throwback Thursday – Celebrity Obsessions

Me and Adrien Brodie.
This will no doubt come as a huge shock to you all, but when I first started travelling to the different international fashion weeks, I was just as excited by the celebrities sitting front row as I was by the clothes flying by on the catwalks. It didn't really matter who they were – top models, actors, musicians, former hobbits – if they were famous enough for facial recognition, I wanted my picture taken with them. From Kanye West to Kelly Osborne, Alexa Chung to Usher, these are some of my favourites.

Friday, December 14, 2012

#2273 The facts of life

Photo: Haw-lin

1. Before I left the States, I was surprised by the amount of people who went out of their way to tell me how much they'd hated India the first time they went. I dismissed their gripes as first world problems and thought nothing more of it until I flew in and spent some time there myself. I'm not entirely sure how you're supposed to prepare yourself for what is probably the most extreme culture shock this planet has to offer, but I was immediately overwhelmed by the sights, the sounds, the colour, the smell, the lack of waste management! There were days when I didn't want to leave the hotel. But like Buck, I played on.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

#2222 The facts of life

Bent Van Looy of The Jante Law and Das Pop fame, in New York yesterday.
 1. Back in June last year I was heading to the Kris Van Assche show at the Paris men's collections when I got a little lost. Spying a cool young guy whose style bore a striking resemblance to Tin Tin's, I said hello and asked if he knew the way. He was heading there too so we walked together, and as we walked, we talked. Like Tin Tin (and Kris Van Assche), he was from Belgium, and it turned out that he was Bent Van Looy, the lead singer of Das Pop (a famous electro band whose drummer just happens to be a Kiwi – Matt Eccles of Betchadupa fame). A year later, Bent sent me an email to invite me to the Man Tradeshow here in New York to check out his new label The Jante Law. Much like New Zealand's Tall Poppy Syndrome, The Jante Law is a Scandinavian set of ideals that encourages the masses to keep status quo. (Law number one is 'Don't think you're anything special'.) The clothes are brilliant, and I'm going to shoot them for the blog in the next couple of weeks. Watch this space.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

#2165 The facts of life

Photo: Haw-lin 

1. If I ever get the chance to properly interview Kanye West, I'm going to ask him what he thinks when white people are in the audience at his concerts rapping along to his songs and they drop the N-bomb. (ie 'Got my N-bombs in Paris, and they goin' gorillas, huh!') Is there some kind of get-out-of-jail free allowance given to white people at hip hop shows?

Monday, April 23, 2012

#2163 The Likes List – Music Edition*

1. Way Too Cold – Kanye West.

Monday, April 16, 2012

#2158 The Likes List

Gangz of New York. Pic: Olivia Fleming

1. Hanging out with Kiwis here in New York. This past week we've had David Dallas, Peter Wadams (aka P Money), Andy Murnane (Dawn Raid's CEO) and Simon Oscroft (guitarist for Midnight Youth) in town, plus old faithfuls Georgia Fowler, Olivia Fleming, Tom Gould and Jack Tame. It's the expat equivalent of catching up with your cousins after a long gap – the familiarity's there, all the old jokes are the same and you never have to explain yourself; they all just get it. GO THE KIWIS!

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

#2151 The facts of life

Christy Turlington. Photo: Peter Lindbergh

1. Remember my mate's lady friend who was so unimpressed by my comments regarding her attendance of FIT that she got up at dinner, stormed out (followed closely by my mate), then turned around and told him she'd never talk to him ever again? Yeah, that one. Lo and behold, she turned up again on Saturday night. It was at a bar in TriBeCa, and we bumped into each other in the extremely narrow corridor at the entrance. I said hello. She looked at me, made a small puking sound, looked away, then walked off. But no matter where we went in the bar, the other would just happen to be standing in ridiculously close proximity. Eye contact was inevitable, frequent, and prolonged. Sure, I kept glancing at her, but she was actively staring. Every time I caught her eye, I'd raise my hand and give her a little wave. She'd see it, scowl, and look quickly away. This happened no less than seven times. Finally, I made my approach. "Listen," I said. "This is crazy. Can't we just be friends?" Her response was swift and unexpected: In one fluid motion, she threw her drink in my face. I staggered back, wiping water from my eyes. "Wait, wait, wait," I spluttered. "So that's a no?"

Monday, October 10, 2011

#2032 The facts of life

Me and Corinna Studier, on set today. Photo: Jian DeLeon

1. Yesterday morning I woke to the delightful sound of a waterfall. The neighbour on the sixth floor's fridge had started leaking so much that his whole apartment had flooded, causing the fifth floor's apartment to flood, then my apartment to flood, plus the two below me. While the water ran down the walls in the other apartments, it rained from the ceiling in mine, leaving giant blistering holes in the gib. When the neighbours came in to inspect the damage, one made her way over to the formerly cream couch beneath one of the holes and gave her condolences that it had been water damaged to the point of no return. Then, pulling off the cushion, she laughed: "Oh, don't worry everybody, it's only Crate & Barrel. At least it wasn't expensive." The couch cost two thousand dollars.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

#1958 The facts of life

Photo: Haw-lin

1. I had dinner with Bruce Pask of the New York Times last night and we got talking about paying your dues. He was telling me about how he sees all these young assistants coming through who work for about six months then want to do their own shoots – invariably they get themselves into a scenario with a difficult photographer or a celebrity client that goes bad and they don't know how to handle the situation. He said that he's so glad that he paid his dues and worked from the absolute bottom up over a period of 10 years, and now, after being in the business 20 years he's in a prime position. The moral of the story is that raw talent will never trump experience. We have the shortest attention spans, we're inundated with quick fixes and our world is focussed on overnight success stories. But there are no true overnight success stories. They don't exist. Look at Justin Bieber – that overnight sensation took 10 years in the making. Pay your dues. Don't get ahead of yourself. Earning it will taste sweeter.

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

#1950 New York New York Big City of Dreams

Photo: Katherine Lowe

Paris is a dead city. As of two days ago the entire population seems to have departed for greener pastures – every time I leave the apartment to look for food, tumbleweeds go flying past. All the bakeries on my street are closed for the month, my friends have disappeared and I'm getting restless. So last night I booked a flight for New York City, where I'll stay for the next six or so weeks (give or take, depending on whether or not I go back to New Zealand for Fashion Week before NYFW). I fly out Saturday night. Proving good things happen in New York, last time I was there I met Kanye West. HOLLA!


Friday, June 24, 2011

#1893 Kanye West is in the house at the Paris menswear shows

I wasn't lying the other day when I said that few things excite me more than arriving in Paris and receiving my invitations for the shows. But one of those few things is heading to the Louis Vuitton show on day one of Paris menswear and snapping away a few shots of Kanye West as he walks in the door, sits down at his seat, watches the show and then leaves at the end. What can I say? I'm a diehard fan. Today he arrived wearing a simple white tee, jeans and Louis Vuitton sneaker combo, with the most enormous Jesus piece that you've ever seen. According to Michael Hainey of GQ, West designed it in collaboration with Murakami. After the show I tried to grab Kanye for a few quick questions, but he told me he wasn't doing interviews. Pity, I was quite keen to ask him if he would be keen to feature in the Singapore Shufflin' sequel. Maybe next time.


Friday, February 18, 2011

#1745 The facts of life

Photo: Katherine Lowe

1. I went to Le Bain at The Standard last night with three goals: to talk to Kanye West, to hug Derek Blasberg and to pull the thumbs up in Terry Richardson's general direction. But seeing as I didn't actually encounter any of the aforementioned, the night was an epic failure. To compensate, I hugged the doorman, high fived Leigh Lezark and the rest of the Misshapes and rapped along to American Boy and Monster with Katherine and Jenna Sauers. I guess it wasn't all bad.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

#1743 I got hypothermia while waiting in line for the VMan party – others got cash

Twitpic: Jenna Sauers' "small cash fan."

Against all better judgment, I waited in negative five degree temperatures for two hours last night to get into the VMan party. We arrived at 11:00pm and the venue was already over-capacity, with at least 150 people outside clamouring to get in. I joined the queue. I waited with photographer Inez van Lamsweerde, Calvin Klein menswear designer Italo Zucchelli, scores of male models and Kiwi writer Jenna Sauers – the bouncers were democratic in their refusals. Kanye West walked straight in at about 12:05am, but you can't turn down the cover model (see below). At 1:00am, with chilblains and severe cases of hypothermia, we gave up. Later that night, Jenna Sauers – who had gotten in – tweeted the following: "Um. I take back any criticism, implied or otherwise, of the VMan party. Kanye is here, and they just blew $1 bills through the air." Later, "I made $21. Enough for a small cash fan." And then this morning, "Cannot f***ing believe Kanye West VMan party. Feel it must've been a hallucination, but here I am with real singles and a real hangover." The moral of that story is: FML.