Tuesday, April 27, 2010

An internship, a job, and finding a use for my double bed

Friends, I am having an incredible week. Three amazing things have happened to me:


1. A month ago it seemed like no institution would give me the time of day regarding a summer internship. On Friday I interviewed for a position at the Costume Institute at the Metropolitan Museum of Art…and was offered the internship on the spot! I still can’t believe it. THE MET. Amazing.


2. After what seemed like an endless and hopeless application process, I was offered a part-time job in Special Collections at the FIT library. As you may remember, I’ve been interning there as a work-study student. I assumed I was a long-shot, and am absolutely floored to be offered this job. It isn’t a “while I’m in school” job, it is a career job. Starting Friday, I will be a professional fashion librarian.


3. This weekend, my roommate went out of town and so I tended to the cats. They usually steer clear of my room (this is a holdover from the days when they weren’t toilet trained and I kept my door shut) but one afternoon I brought Coco in to sit on my bed. It became her favorite spot. Last night, John came home and brought her into his room for the night. But she jumped off his bed and spent the night with me!


Sure, I’ve dreamed of museum internships and fashion history jobs for a few years now, but all I’ve really wanted since I was four was the love of a cat.


Friday, April 23, 2010

Fashion in Crisis

I feel like I jumped the gun on writing a "Things I'm Learning in School" post because so many interesting and funny gems of knowledge came out this week when we discussed fashion of the late 1960s and early 1970s. In a nutshell, everything went crazy in the 60s and it has never been the same. Folks, we live in a post-modern fashion world.


Here are a few quotes I want to share:


"In the 1950s, ten-year olds only wore jeans as play clothes. When those kids were twenty, they were still in their play clothes, still wearing their jeans. Baby boomers will probably be buried in their jeans. They didn't want to grow up because growing up for their parents meant suffering through the depression and fighting a war."


"Anti-fashion is about expressing an ideology. Fashion is aesthetic--it doesn't have to mean anything. But anti-fashion is a statement."


"The hippies wanted everything to be natural. They only synthetic they were interested in was hallucinogenic drugs."

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Things I'm Learning in School -- Spring Edition

Here are some interesting factoids I’ve been learning this semester. Anything in quotes came directly from one of my professors.


-Unless you are riding horses, there isn’t actually any reason to need pants.


-Many historical red dyes came from the bodies of bugs. One is called kermes. It is fun to say.


-Historical dyes also came from wood, flowers, lichen, and ooze secreted by snail glands. The snail ooze was the most valuable.


-“Cleaning is not reversible”


-“A Charles James dress is built like a tank. It is less like wearing a dress and more like inhabiting a car.”


-Dry cleaning is not, in fact, dry. Instead of water, a chemical solvent is used. This solvent is a liquid and the clothing gets tumbled around in it like in a washing machine. Contrary to popular belief, it is not good for very delicate items. Also, they don’t change the solvent vats every time, so your stuff is probably rolling around in other people’s dirt.


-When you talk to people about Prussian blue, first clarify that you are referring to the historical dyestuff invented in the 18th century, and not the white supremacist pop duo.


-When light hits an object, certain electrons get all excited and the energy comes back to our eyes as color. When the light goes out, the electrons settle down. So when you turn off the lights, it isn’t just that you can’t perceive color around you, the color is actually gone.


-Don’t be too excited about leaving the corset behind in the 19th century. Without a corset, you just have to have the perfect body all on your own.


-Indigo dyeing is a complex chemical process. When the dye is in the vat it is a sickly green color, but when you pull the fabric out, the air turns it blue.

-Brazilwood was a very important historic dye. How important? The dye was not named after the country. The country was named after the dye.


-When designer Paul Poiret worked for Doucet (another designer), Doucet thought that Poiret lacked polish. He advised him to take an elegant woman as a lover and go to more museums.


-In order to market his perfume, Paul Poiret sprayed the perfume on fans that he handed out at his fashion shows. Then he made sure to keep the room uncomfortably hot.

-Some natural dyes fluoresce under UV light. So if you bring your 18th century gown to the club, those demure pink flowers will suddenly become ELECRIC SALMON.


-The ancient Andean cultures of South America prized textiles above all other art forms. Some complex weave structures they used still baffle scholars today.


-When Chanel showed her comeback collection in 1954 (her house had been closed since 1939) “It was like a dinosaur returning from a prehistoric era.”

-“No matter how you spell it, never use the word ‘dye’ in the title of an exhibition. It is like ‘welcome to our exhibition…death.’”


-One of the weaving techniques used by Northwest Coast Native Americans is shared only by the Maori of New Zealand. Considering how strong NW coast shipbuilding skills were, there is some question as to weather there was contact between the two places.


-The costumes in Mad Men actually aren’t as accurate as everybody thinks.


-Vionnet did not invent the bias cut. Chanel did not invent pants for women. STOP SAYING THEY DID.


-In the Paris collections shown just before the outbreak of WWII, several designers showed “poppy dresses,” which was an allusion to WWI and the flowers that grew in Flander’s fields. A few months later Hitler’s army rolled straight through Flanders (Belgium) and into France. Many were expecting war, but no one knew the invasion would come from the northeast. “Fashion knows.”


-The first thing designers thought of when they thought of war was pockets. The 1940s were a time of pocket mania.


-“The 1960s were an entire century.”

Thursday, April 8, 2010

What exactly do you think the rest of the country is like?

You know what New Yorkers love? Saying the phrase “Only in New York!”


Now certainly, this is a unique city. On my daily walk between the subway and FIT, I’m pretty sure that I cross through some sort of “mannequin district.” Store after store selling various versions of the human form? Sure. I'll give that an "only in New York."


But the problem is, New Yorkers use this phrase to describe anything that is remotely strange or odd. I think for some people it is like a reflex—something to say to end a story or fill an awkward pause.


A few weeks ago I was at the Met Museum and found a package of note cards I wanted that were miraculously on sale for under $5. When I took them up to the cashier I commented on what a good deal it was. “Amazing, isn’t it?” she said. But then she smiled knowingly and said, “Only in New York!”


Huh? Bargains are a New York thing now? Try telling that to the woman who paid $1 for two bags of old tabloids at the all-town garage sale in Boston, Ohio.


A few days ago I was at the Met again (maybe it is a Met employee thing?) and a guard was following me around trying to tell me interesting facts. Bless my heart, I was humoring him. “Hey, do you want to hear a great New York story?” he asked. Sure. He led me over to a painting of a guy in a wig who sort of looked like J.S. Bach. The guard’s version was pretty long, but the story was basically this: “I once saw a guy who had hair like this. I pointed it out to him. He did not welcome the comparison!” Waiting for the punch line, I looked at him expectantly. “Only in New York!” he exclaimed.


Sigh. Look New Yorkers, I know you think your city is really great and all, but it doesn’t actually have a monopoly on quirkiness. As someone who went to a college where Ren-Faire geeks routinely wore glue-on horns to class, and lived in a city that was home to local characters such “the Bubble Man” and that one guy who always dyes his beard to match his pants, the idea that someone has 18th century hair doesn’t impress me.


(And yes. The tabloid bag lady was me.)

Friday, April 2, 2010

Stuff

I'm on Spring Break right now, which theoretically means that I should have tons of time to update the blog with thoughtful posts. Well...um...sorry. I'm feeling inordinately stressed this morning (maybe because I still don't have a summer internship) and don't feel like I have anything new to report.


Ok, here are a few short things:


-My rent is about to go up, which has left me wondering if I should look for another place eventually. The idea of being back on the apartment hunt makes my stomach turn, but I know there are cheaper places out there. Right around the time John dropped the news about the rent, he visited the Metropolitan Museum and told me about this great Victorian Photocollage exhibit that he had seen. Remember my post about that? Being a photographer with a stable income, he just up and bought the catalog I was drooling over. So now it is in my apartment, available for me to peruse whenever! Such a good roommate! I probably shouldn't leave.


-For the first weekend of Spring Break I went to Boston to visit some family. As great as the MFA is, I didn't feel up for a long day at a giant museum. After running a google search, my Aunt and cousin and I decided to visit The Museum of Bad Art. It shares the space with a movie theater, and the exhibit is set up in a dimly lit room next to the men's restroom. It was awesome. The art is bad, sure, but the captions are brilliant. The pieces are discussed using a mix of overblown art jargon and backhanded comments. Like this.


-Some of you know that one of my (many) nerdy outlets is coin collecting. Two weeks ago I found an American Samoa coin, thus completing my set of the 56 state and U.S. territory quarters. I was so excited! Then this weekend I saw this. You know what U.S. Mint? No. I can't. You've had me busy for 10 years with these quarters, and I'm still working my way through the Presidents. If I save an America the Beautiful quarter it will be for the laundry.