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From April to June this year there were a select group of fashion labels everyone was searching for, buying and showing major online love to. 

According to global fashion search platform, Lyst, the brands we coveted and ultimately added to cart was dictated by what the leading names in fashion like Gucci’s Alessandro Michele and Off-White’s Virgil Abloh sent down the runway, dropped in store and had their favourite muses including Serena Williams and Harry Styles wear on various noteworthy occasions, including fashion’s biggest night, the Met Gala.

Gucci’s Michele was the co-chair and the brand was the co-sponsor of the 2019 Met Gala and the theme, Camp: Notes on Fashion, translated to one of the most show-stopping red carpets in the history of the event, not only reminding fashion fans just how extraordinary this event is but that Gucci is the fashion name to know, love and covet. Harry Styles accompanied Michele to the event, making his entry into the fashion halls of red carpet fame in a sheer black pussybow Gucci jumpsuit. 

Cut to a few weeks later and Styles and Michele were back influencing our wallets and fashion purchasing decisions again. Gucci staged their resort 2020 show in Rome in May and it was memorable for more reasons than one. The show itself made a strong political statement and Styles’s lit appearance in a pared-back Gucci suit and tank top had the crowd outside the show hysterically shrieking and sobbing. With so many Gucci moments in the last few months, is it any wonder this brand dominated our purchasing decisions?

Along with Gucci, after crunching the data from over five million shoppers browsing and buying online, Lyst found that we also all wanted in to Virgil Abloh’s world. Off-White was, unsurprisingly, on the popularity leaderboard with the prolific designer dropping an IKEA x Off-White rug collaboration and dressing tennis champion, Serena Williams, in a custom look in collaboration with Nike for the French Open. 

As for Nike itself, the sportswear giant didn’t just have a triumph on the tennis court with Williams’s Abloh-designed collaboration, they went deep into the pop culture fashion realm, debuting an ‘80s-inspired collection of shoes in line with the third season of the Netflix show. And shoppers responded; the brand moved in from the number 11 slot in the first quarter of this year to a top 10 place in this quarter’s Lyst Index.

Read on as we reveal the 10 most popular fashion brands from April to June 2019 according to The Lyst Index.

10. Saint Laurent (previous quarter ranking, 10)

9. Nike (previous quarter, 11)

8. Stone Island (previous quarter, 7)

7. Fendi (previous quarter, 5)

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6. Versace (previous quarter, 8)

5. Prada (previous quarter, 6)

4. Valentino (previous quarter, 4)

3. Balenciaga (previous quarter, 3)

2. Off-White (previous quarter, 1)

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1. Gucci (previous quarter, 2)

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31st Jul 2019

In a surprisingly candid moment, Prince Harry has revealed that he and his wife, Meghan Markle, have a “maximum” number of kids in mind for their family, and it appears to be related to the impact a large family has on the limited resources and sustainability of the planet.

Overnight, British Vogue has published an interview from their September 2019 issue (an issue which was guest-edited by Meghan Markle) between Prince Harry and world-renowned primatologist Dr Jane Goodall, in which Prince Harry divulged the “maximum” number of kids they’d like to Goodall during their conversation about conservation and the environment.

“We are the one species on the planet that seems to think that this place belongs to us, and only us,” Prince Harry said in the interview to which Goodall responded, “It’s crazy to think we can have unlimited economic development on a planet with finite natural resources… There will be more conflicts, people fighting over the last fertile land, the last fresh water.” 

Prince Harry agreed saying the whole situation is “terrifying” which led Goodall to bring up how especially “terrifying” it must be for Prince Harry given he is now a father to Archie.

Once on the topic of Archie, Prince Harry spoke about his love of nature and with that environmental consideration in mind he said he and Meghan Markle are planning to have a maximum of two children. “Two, maximum! But I’ve always thought: this place is borrowed. And, surely, being as intelligent as we all are, or as evolved as we all are supposed to be, we should be able to leave something better behind for the next generation,” the duke said.

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The Duke and Duchess of Sussex posted about Prince Harry’s interview with Goodall to their official Instagram account, @sussexroyal, but in the caption didn’t reference his comment on hoping to give Archie just one more sibling, at most.

Now that we know the couple are planning to become a family of four at some stage, we’ll be back on bump watch as soon as Markle officially returns from maternity leave, slated to be some time in October this year.

Margaret Atwood Reads Alice Munro

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Margaret Atwood joins Deborah Treisman to read and discuss “Corrie,” by Alice Munro, from a 2010 issue of the magazine. Atwood is the author of numerous poetry collections, stories, and novels, including “The Handmaid’s Tale,” “The Blind Assassin,” which won the Booker Prize in 2000, and “Stone Mattress.” A winner of the Franz Kafka Prize and the Governor General’s Award, among others, she will publish “The Testaments,” a sequel to “The Handmaid's Tale,” in September.

An Evening with Joseph Conrad

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This is the fifth story in this summer’s online Flash Fiction series. You can read the entire series, and our Flash Fiction stories from 2017 and 2018, here.

Joseph Conrad gave a reading at the London Library. A red-haired woman came up afterward. He had seen her circling earlier, taking a chair at the back, but he had not troubled about it. “I knew you in the Congo,” she said now. “I knew your wife.” My wife? he thought, but, as always after a reading, in the retreating roar of his own soul he could barely hear her or remember how English worked. Had she said “life,” not “wife”? Her voice, that of a crow, thrust at him—some weekend they’d “all spent together” and he’d sent her a letter the next day, a poem. Dread rose at the back of his mind; a parcel broke. He turned away, busied himself. He blamed, abhorred the touch of a past time; it surprised him how much. She followed him to the dinner that Charles (the London Librarian) had arranged at a nearby bistro, hurrying along behind everyone else, and, with the touch of his wife or his life burning like a toxin on his inside skin, Joseph Conrad could not meet her eyes or let pathos come clouding into him. When she seated herself at the foot of the table and was speaking loudly to anyone who listened, he felt the pluck of it on the side of his head but did not turn, he had to continue, now he’d begun, it was a long dinner. It was unjust. In other contexts, he admired perseverance. She was drowning. He did not turn. The light of pure reason, Joseph Conrad liked to say, resembles electricity in being cold. Proud statements like this came to him now and again when he was swimming but afterward seemed a bit off. No, it was a little nightmare, it was a rescue he could not carry out (and he was a rescuer).

But eventually the dinner ended. It was still 1907. No one had drowned. Shrugging into coats, they said hearty farewell things. He did not catch her eye. All left together to walk back toward the Library and go their ways. It was an early winter night. He began to feel fundamentally impatient with himself, hot with cowardice. He dropped back to walk beside her. His heartbeat was too fast. She did not seem surprised. An unknownness enveloped them, as if they were playing a game, as if they were draped in cloth or lost in old rooms. How they got to talking about white bread he could not remember afterward, but it shone in his mind, this conversation, as the bread had shone, and he was trying to tell her all that. Maybe she had mentioned lining up for bread in the early-morning dusk, sent out by her mother, running home with a loaf as heavy as two schoolbooks. When one dreamed of bread even now, Joseph Conrad agreed with her, it was not the rough black bread of childhood. Dream bread, mythic bread, was as white as a freshly laundered cuff.

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Once, he had gone from London to visit his homeland and been invited to a christening in the countryside. It was June. On the drive, the weather closed in, matte gray and vague, typical summer weather for that region. The ceremony was as usual, in a tiny white church, where everyone sat packed like teeth and listened to short, glorious off-key songs sung by a ten-year-old girl, who was the sister of the new baby. The sun came out. Everyone rushed from the church. They stood amid graves, talking, amazed. Vast general fields reached away on every side to the mountains. He recalled the feeling of being a small mark at the center of a greenness so dazzlingly revealed it hurt the eyes. Soon, they embarked in cars and drove to a nearby farmhouse for lunch, sunlight still spilling over everything.

The farmhouse stood with all doors open, children tumbling in and out, busy conversation everywhere. He knew scarcely anyone, so stood in an inner room, mastering it in case he would one day write about it, near a table draped in a lace cloth and heavy with cakes. There was a cake as big as two schoolbooks—he smilingly used her analogy—emblazoned with the name of the new baby. A chocolate cake shaped like a bear and full of candies that erupted for the children. Many fluffy cream cakes and several tall block-like structures layered with red jam. There were also other smaller foods, shrimp on crackers and so forth, and, finally, carried in late with a sort of hasty deference, on its own blue-patterned china plate, a stack of sliced white bread. The plate was placed, as it happened, in a shaft of sunlight, and the white bread shone, in its own piety, on the lace in that shadowy room, set into the history of a sunlit afternoon on an ancient property amid fields stretching to the ends of the mind.

No one ate the white bread. It wasn’t there to be eaten. It was a chapter of civilization. He had lived that chapter and so had she, this red-haired woman, in the poor places and poor childish times when a glowing heap of crispy loaves in a shop window was twice as radiant as the rubies or diamonds on display at the jeweller’s down the street. The two of them stood in front of the London Library, tossed out of memory, dazed by the sexual nearness of something ultimate. An adoration without hope. She was starting to say something about metaphors, metaphors being also real, which didn’t interest him. He was feeling his pockets for the small notebook where he liked to record thoughts but had left it back at the hotel. He pulled himself around him and escaped.

Valerie Solanas is best known as the radical feminist who, in the sixties, fired three bullets at Andy Warhol after appearing in one of his movies. The first two bullets missed; the third punctured Warhol’s esophagus, stomach, spleen, liver, and lungs. In 1969, a year after the attack (which led to Solanas being hospitalized for schizophrenia), Warhol posed for a photograph, his shirt rolled up to display the evidence of his surgeries. The scars are puckered, thick and black; the artist’s mouth opens partway, as if he is, perhaps mockingly, mirroring the viewer’s shock. The picture has a come-hither sultriness. One sees Warhol assimilating the fact of his own death, processing it with the same probing glibness that animated the rest of his art. If Solanas is present in the image, it is as a question mark, the object of Warhol’s baffled gaze. “He had too much control over my life,” she reportedly told a policeman to whom she turned herself in, by way of explanation.

“Valerie,” a novel by the Swedish author Sara Stridsberg, could be seen as another attempt to command Solanas’s life. A preface describes the book as a “literary fantasy derived” from Solanas’s biography; “Few facts are known about Valerie Solanas and this novel is not faithful even to those,” the note continues. Instead, Stridsberg combines second-person narration, screenplay dialogue, and acrostic poetry to build around her subject a pseudo-history—a fable set, partially, in locales that do not exist, among people who never were. The book imagines court transcripts and conversations with psychiatrists. Short, impressionistic chapters flit between the fictional town of Ventor, Georgia; boho New York City; San Francisco’s red-light district; the coast of Florida; and a grad-school program in Maryland. Phrases from Solanas’s writing appear throughout, pulled by a current of images and flashbulb memories. This is not the kind of approach that usually inspires confidence; a sure route to conventionality is empty experimentation. But “Valerie” is one of the most genuinely insubordinate books I have read, and one of the most beautiful.

Since Solanas’s death, in 1988, pop culture has shown her an intermittent, mostly lurid interest. She is the subject of a film, “I Shot Andy Warhol,” and several lesser-known plays. Perhaps the most recent narration of her myth came from an episode of “American Horror Story,” in 2017, with Lena Dunham in the starring role. (There was also a biography, by Breanne Fahs, in 2014.) Stridsberg, meanwhile, is a prominent Swedish playwright, translator, and feminist, who made headlines last year by withdrawing from the Swedish Academy in the wake of a sexual-misconduct scandal there. Her début novel, “Happy Sally,” centered on Sally Bauer, the first Scandinavian to swim the English Channel. “Valerie,” titled “The Faculty of Dreams” in Europe, won the Nordic Council Literature Prize, was longlisted for the Man Booker International Prize, and was voted the best Swedish novel of the decade by a panel of the country’s literati.

The book earns its laurels. While the real Solanas was known for her style and sense of humor, if not her subtlety—she wrote a play called “Up Your Ass”—Stridsberg infuses her protagonist with epic, tragic brilliance. In the novel, Valerie grows up with a man-crazy mother who treasures her daughter’s mind but does not understand it. Valerie runs away to the beach, where she whiles away several months among druggies and pimps before securing (as the historical Solanas did) acceptance to college, and then a scholarship to graduate school, to study psychology. Her true love is Cosmogirl, another student at the program, who reminds her of lilies, and whose mother is awaiting execution by the state. As Valerie’s life unfolds in a blur of expectations and disappointment—predatory men, particularly, lurk at every stage of the story—her anarchism is humanized, without losing its teeth. Valerie is dangerous, and the text’s flights of anger and illogic preserve that spikiness. (One internal monologue contains this line: “Language is merely a structure, says Dr. Fuck, and breathes a wind of rape into my face.”)

Even more affecting than the book’s inhabitation of Solanas’s past is its longing for its subject. The narrator is an unnamed woman who sits next to Valerie on her deathbed, asking her questions. Valerie, rude and withholding, rebuffs her. (“You’re not a real storyteller. . . . This is not a real story.”) The scene’s sense of futility is heightened by the knowledge that even this Solanas, the interlocutor, is a construction—a way for the narrator to test her thoughts on radicalism, gender, solipsism, and bravery. The narrator’s relationship to Solanas, and her understanding of what Solanas means to her, forms the heart of the book, but Solanas herself remains out of reach, saturating “Valerie” with sorrow and yearning. This dynamic is embedded in the deathbed conceit. No sooner does the narrator dream a mentor to life than she is forced to watch that life slip away.

The historical Solanas was a woman of fierce contradictions. She denigrated sex as “a gross waste of time” and “the refuge of the mindless,” but she supported herself via sex work for much of her career. She wrote that “the only wrong is to hurt others and the meaning of life is love,” and yet her masterpiece, “SCUM Manifesto,”—the acronym stands for “Society for Cutting Up Men”—calls for a gender holocaust. Most pop-culture invocations of Solanas quote the manifesto’s rousing opener: “Life in this society being, at best, an utter bore and no aspect of society being at all relevant to women, there remains to civic-minded, responsible, thrill-seeking females only to overthrow the government, eliminate the money system, institute complete automation and destroy the male sex.”

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Stridsberg seems uninterested in forcing Solanas into a docile consistency. Her Valerie remains unmanageable, averse to society but also, perhaps, to reason, which bends so easily to power. The character scans as delusional—the book’s portrait of mental illness feels sharp and sensitive, not romanticized—but there lingers the suggestion (most famously articulated by the psychiatrist R. D. Laing) that insanity might constitute a rational response to an irrational world. “This is no illness,” Valerie tells her doctor. “My condition is not a medical condition. It’s more a condition of extreme clarity. . . . Your so-called diagnosis is an exact description of woman’s place in the system of mass psychosis. . . . It is a definitive diagnosis of a social structure and a form of government based on constant insults to the brain capacity of half the population, founded on rape.”

Interweaving theory-speak with the more private music of Valerie’s mind, Stridsberg finds a fresh expression of the truism that the personal is political. Valerie’s “I’m not sick” diatribe soon dissolves into a memory of her graduation ceremony at the Psychology Institute, in Maryland. “I was filled with happiness that day,” Valerie recalls. “I whistled and sang and drank cheap wine.” The poignancy of this leap lies in its juxtaposition of the emotional with the theoretical; the modes are indistinguishable for Valerie, and come to feel the same to us. The prose itself—Deborah Bragan-Turner translates from the Swedish—sees registers collapse: piss and vomit segue to “clouds of pink flamingos flying low over the house.” Stridsberg evokes the pain of marginalization, but she’s equally eloquent about its wild joy, its gift of freedom:

Warhol didn’t die from his gunshot wounds, but the surgeries that followed inflamed in him a lifelong fear of hospitals. It was this fear that killed him, after he refused to seek treatment for a gallbladder infection until it was too late. “Valerie” has a similar power, a way of making the irrational appear sensible. A handful of refrains surface again and again, giving the book the hypnotic air of a sestina or villanelle; they include “Being unloved is an act of terror” and “You laughed and flew straight into the light.” One finishes this novel feeling taken by Valerie, but, even more, moved by the author’s love for her, the generosity that allows a potentially pathetic figure to become heroic, a guardian spirit. In dreams, impossibilities don’t register as such. The political utopianism of Solanas was one kind of dream. Stridsberg’s book is another.

Frequently Asked Questions: My Engagement

August 1, 2019 | News | No Comments

How’d he pop the question?

First of all, your assumption that Peter is the one who proposed is both appreciated and correct! As for the proposal: it was the most intimate moment of my life, which I’d be thrilled to tell you all about in detail. If you’re on Instagram, you can also watch the video, which was filmed in high definition by a small fleet of drones. It’s a crisp four hours of three-hundred-and-sixty-degree romance!

Were you surprised?!

Oh, my gosh, yes. Totally blindsided. I make it a point never to discuss the future, or really even my desires in general, with the person I’m dating. One day, I just started moving my stuff into Peter’s apartment, little by little—clothes, books, golden retriever—all while hoping he wouldn’t notice. And he never did! Isn’t it funny how everything just falls into place when you meet the one?

Let me see the ring!!!

Would you mind if I put this paper bag over my head first? I’ve found it really helps people focus on the rock so that they can quietly compare it to their own—or (if they’re single) derive some satisfaction from the discovery that I have fat fingers.

What’s your new name going to be?

It’s pronounced “Peter’s Wife,” or “Ma’am” for short.

I know you just got engaged yesterday, but do you have a date set for the wedding?

I’ve been planning this wedding since kindergarten, when I would regularly use show-and-tell as an opportunity to flaunt my skills in hand-stencilling place cards and assembling tasteful peony arrangements. Your save-the-date is already in the mail.

Are you going to do one of those wedding boot camps to get your body nuptial-ready?

Absolutely. Although I want to look like myself on my wedding day, I want to look like a version of myself that deserves to get married. I can’t even imagine how mortifying it would be to get married in my regular, everyday body.

Is Peter going to help with the planning?

Believe it or not, Peter’s actually been a huge help so far. He’s gone above and beyond when I’ve had questions for him, like, “Are you available to marry me on August 21st?” and “Did you want the fish or the steak?” I just hope I’m not being too much of a nuisance!

What can I get you for a gift?

Honestly, Peter and I have been living together for four years. We’re both in our mid-thirties and have previously inhabited six apartments each, which we fully furnished ourselves. That said, we put together a modest Bed Bath & Beyond registry with two hundred and thirty-one items—just a few marital necessities, like fifteen slightly different serving spoons with fifteen slightly different spoon rests. Though we may not be able to make use of these things right now, we know we’ll be grateful to have them in the future, once we move into a bigger place and can finally host our first Spoonapalooza.

So, how does it feel?!

Like most women, I’ve gone through life feeling content but somehow incomplete. It’s like there was always a piece missing, and I didn’t know at the time that this piece was shaped like a one-point-five-carat princess-cut diamond. Now I finally feel whole.

Are there kids on the horizon?

Oh, yes. Once Peter and I are married, unprotected sex will be our top priority! For more information on that, please refer to “Frequently Asked Questions: My Uterus.”

Diets are out, or so we keep hearing, but it seems that the wellness revolution has other ideas. In 2018, Euromonitor reported that ethically labelled “health” foods were valued at US$45.9 billion globally. But is this just a rebranding of foods that are actually all about weight loss?  

“The Atkins, the grapefruit diet, SlimFast – the 1980s and 1990s saw the first wave of diet culture, and really it goes back even further. Clean eating, gluten-free, alkaline – this is the second wave,” explains Laura Thomas PhD, registered nutritionist and wellness advocate. A brief rundown of this new wave includes: alkalising (eating foods with an alkaline pH to allegedly counter the effects acidic foods); low GI (foods with low fat and sugar); paleo (based on a “caveman” diet, essentially whole foods rather than processed); keto (low carbohydrate, high fat); and intermittent fasting (plans vary from the 5:2 diet to alternate-day fasting). While each promises a new dawn of better health, fundamentally they all seem to link back to calorie restriction – ergo, shifting weight.

Even environmental concerns can link to diet culture in disguise. “I think the sustainable vegan diet is pretty complicated,” says Thomas. “On the one hand there is this huge, and valid, surge in concern for the environment, but at the same time, [some people may be adopting this diet] to mask an eating disorder. There is no more effective way to limit your food than by saying ‘I don’t eat dairy or meat’ or ‘I only eat locally.’”

How healthy is “clean eating”?

There are a series of mixed messages to contend with when it comes to clean eating vs health. Obesity is on the rise: in 2017, the World Health Organization reported that global obesity has almost tripled since 1975; and this July, a Cancer Research UK report put obesity ahead of smoking as a cause of some cancers. In response, media and medical organisations are talking up the principles of healthy eating and a balanced diet; and this has inevitably gained traction in emerging food trends too.

“With new research and the demonisation of the word ‘diet’, the industry has moved away from that label. Diet companies have become about ‘lifestyle change’,” says Christy Harrison, anti-diet nutritionist and host of the Food Psych podcast. “This shift, dovetailed with the obesity epidemic – it’s become a moral panic. The rise of the rhetoric that obesity is killing you works nicely for the diet industry. Now we don’t need to worry about aesthetics, but about health,” Harrison continues. “Today’s trends conveniently belie aesthetic aspirations. However, it’s still diet culture pushing weight loss under a different term.” 

What’s the link between healthy eating and body image?

While body positivity is now a mainstream movement, society still places huge importance on personal image. “If you told someone who says they want to lose weight for their health that they could [improve it] without losing a pound, would they be interested? When you dig, losing weight more often than not comes down to looks,” argues Harrison. 

The focus on aesthetics, she continues, is so ingrained in our lifestyle that it’s now almost instinctive. “We care about looks because for so long that’s been the key to success, the key to love and acceptance, belonging – everything that’s part of the modern human experience,” says Harrison. “Wellness plans and resets, while marketed for health, are represented by thin, able-bodied models – maybe slightly more muscular, slightly less emaciated than decades past, but that’s the look. The images are still aspirational.”

Thomas argues that there’s also a link between this new wave of wellness and perceived health, and wealth. “This intersection between wellness culture and privilege has a lot to do with social signalling, inherent in not to eat. What you’re saying is: ‘I’m so wealthy that food is not a focus, I don’t need to think about it.’ Meanwhile, the obesity epidemic is considered to largely affect those who are less financially affluent; those with more privilege can afford to buy these powders and vials to emphasise their ‘healthier’ lifestyle,” Thomas says.

How can we best approach healthy eating?

Embracing intuitive eating is a good first step, advises Thomas. Start by listening to your body’s signals to identify when you’re hungry and when you’re full. And enjoy eating without attaching labels such as “clean”, “good”, “bad” or “cheating”. Take a good look at your social media following too – make your feed a positive place of inspiration, rather than a conflicted wellness/diet culture minefield. 

Laura Thomas debunks four “clean eating” trends

“Our livers are the central hub of detoxification, our kidneys too. We are detoxing when we go to the bathroom, when we breathe… even our skin is a system for detoxification. There’s no amount of green juice that will rid your body of toxins.”

“The main premise of this diet is to change the pH of our bodies. If we changed the pH of our bodies, it would deactivate our enzymes, which would lead to a potential coma and then we would eventually die. There is a fundamental misunderstanding in how an alkaline diet has been sold.”

“I’m not trivialising serious medical problems, such as inflammatory bowel disease. What concerns me is people suddenly cutting out (and later reintroducing) food groups. The bacteria in their gut gets excited about a new substance, which often leads to gas or bloating. This is then mistakenly labelled as an abnormal reaction to that particular food, when actually it’s simply about our bodies readjusting, which is completely natural.”

“There is very limited evidence to substantiate a connection between food and skin problems. It’s tenuous at this point and certainly can’t account for the vast majority of cases of acne, for example. Again, it’s one of those things that has been overhyped and prompted some to go down a restrictive food path. If you have skin issues, you need to talk to a dermatologist. Cutting out foods should really not be the first step in treatment.”

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31st Jul 2019

After dating for a total of three years, Avengers actress Elizabeth Olsen, 30, is reportedly engaged to her musician boyfriend, Robbie Arnett, 27.

While the notoriously private couple are yet to publicly address the reports, according to People, a source has confirmed the news. At this stage, there is no news of when and where the proposal took place, but we are hopeful all the engagement details will surface soon.

The actress, who was previously engaged to Narcos star Boyd Holbrook, before the pair decided to go their separate ways in 2014, was first romantically linked to Arnett, the lead singer of indie pop band Milo Greene, in March 2017.

Interestingly, this news comes just as her older sister, Ashley Olsen, was spotted wearing a dark band on her left ring finger. However, this isn’t the first time the fashion designer, who is currently dating artist Louis Eisner, has worn a ring on that finger.

Per People, just months after Olsen and Arnett were seen walking arm-in-arm in New York City, they were photographed together at the Gersh pre-Emmys party in September, 2017. The actress has since shared a small handful of rather candid images alongside her beau on Instagram.

While she rarely touches on her personal life, Olsen revealed in a 2017 interview with Modern Living, that she is open to the idea of having children. While speaking on the topic of renovating her home, the Avengers star shared: “I was also thinking, ‘There’s this small room upstairs, which would be good for a kid.’”

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Per People, Olsen then added, “I don’t know where things will lead, but I do think about it in that way: ‘I think I could raise kids here.’”

Congratulations to the happy couple!

A handbag is considered an essential accessory for most modern women and many gents, who understand the practicality of carrying your keys, wallet and phone in one convenient, chic holdall that leaves your pockets and hands free.

However, it has long been understood that for modern women who also happen to be royals, like The Queen, there are innumerable staff available at any time of the day or night and in every location, to carry any personal items that might be required. Indeed, it’s unclear if The Queen even has personal items like a wallet, Her Majesty has certainly never been spotted in her 93 years whipping out a credit card or wads of cash to settle a bill.

Equally unknown is if The Queen has a set of keys to the many entrances to her multiple homes — surely this is managed by a member of staff? We can’t picture Her Majesty standing outside the imposing doors of Buckingham Palace looking for the spare key under a flower pot after misplacing her own.

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And yet, Her Majesty carries a handbag at all times. Even when Queen Elizabeth II is photographed inside one of her many homes, a handbag is always present either hanging from her left arm (her seemingly preferred handbag carrying arm) or tucked neatly on the floor next to her if she’s seated. Of course, when The Queen is out attending one of her many official engagements a handbag is always, always present. It’s her most consistently called-upon accessory and is such an ingrained part of her look, it’s almost easy to forget it’s there.

But, given The Queen has reportedly never seen inside her own wardrobe and appears to leave fashion and style decisions to staff, it did have us wondering, why is the handbag the one item The Queen seems attached to? Further, what essential items is The Queen carrying in her handbag if not a wallet, keys or a phone? And finally, why does she carry a bag even if she’s just at home?

Scroll on as we unpack the fascinating secrets behind The Queen’s handbag habits.

The Queen has a favourite handbag brand

Handbags from heritage British luxury handbag and leather small goods brand, Launer, fill The Queen’s accessories wardrobe, with Town & Country reporting Her Majesty owns more than 200 Launer bags.

According to the Launer website, The Queen granted the brand a royal warrant and they have been supplying Her Majesty with handbags since 1968.

Even with such a wide collection of Launer bags, Town & Country reports The Queen does tend to favour a couple of styles: “the black leather Royale, black patent leather Traviata, and a third custom handbag.” 

The Queen carries a handbag at all times for a very valid reason

Hello! reports that in an interview with a magazine in 2018 the CEO of Launer, Gerald Bodmer, revealed the reason why The Queen always has a handbag with her: “She [The Queen] doesn’t feel fully dressed without her handbag.”

The Queen is specific about her handbags

In the same interview, Bodmer disclosed that Her Majesty knows what she likes and what she doesn’t like in a bag. “…if The Queen doesn’t like what we’ve made her, she won’t wear it. She definitely knows what she wants.”

What’s reportedly inside The Queen’s handbag is quite surprising

Although Her Majesty isn’t known to carry the usual suspects (keys, wallet, phone), she does, according to one royal watcher, carry some quite surprising items. Phil Dampier, author of , told Hello! in 2016 that she carries “treats for her much-loved corgis; sometimes a crossword cut from a newspaper by a servant in case she has time to kill; a penknife; a diary and small camera.” 

Dampier explained to Hello! that The Queen uses the camera “to take pictures of visiting presidents and other VIPs” and the penknife is reportedly a “throwback to her days as a girl guide.” The author said The Queen doesn’t carry a mobile phone in her bag.

Hello! reports that in addition to the items Dampier alleges are in Her Majesty’s bag, other sources say she also carries “reading glasses, a handkerchief, mints and a fountain pen, not to forget a portable hook which is used to hang the bag neatly under tables.” 

According to the publication she also allegedly carries “a small mirror and a lipstick” along with a “metal make-up case” which was a gift from Prince Philip, some “good-luck charms including miniature dogs, horses, saddles and brass horsewhips… and a handful of family photographs.”

While we can’t verify the above rumoured contents of The Queen’s handbag without a first-hand sighting, we can verify that her handbag is her most-trusted accessory and like us, doesn’t leave home without it.

New Slogans for Athleisure Brands

July 31, 2019 | News | No Comments

Athleisure wear is sweeping the nation, and dozens of brands are competing to be the face of the new movement toward dynamic design and fitness-inspired fashion. With that in mind, here are some slogans I came up with that any athleisure brand is welcome to use.

Make your whole life feel like going to the gym.

Health is the power of aura divided by chafing.

POWERFUL shirts for MEN who want to dress like SEXUAL ROBOTS.

Energy is about eating vitamins and wearing camo socks that cost thirty dollars.

Blend in among the Uniqlo mannequins.

Be an urban soldier in the war against belts and buttons and stuff.

Wear this to work; find out if you work at a startup.

Dare to dream of a yoga pant so high-waisted that it consumes your head and blocks out the sun.

No more “She’ll do it tomorrow”—guilt a stranger into going to the gym TODAY.

Goals are the engine of the locomotive of looking hot.

Sensual ass pants your boyfriend can watch CNN in at the gym.

Unlock your most dynamic you.

What drives us? The dynamic need for you to succeed—naturally.

In this city, you’ve got to be dynamic to be naturally.

Naturally dynamic for a dynamic city that you are also being dynamic in.

Biodynamic design helps us attain new heights of pajamas for hot people.

Don’t get caught at Whole Foods in pants you can’t do full splits in.

For a fun treat that’s a blast for kids: do NOT eat these high-tech leggings.

Be your most yourself you (max size 8).

Every hurdle is an opportunity to stumble, which is an opportunity to fall, which is an opportunity to absolutely eat it, but then you get up. And you are wearing athleisure clothes.

Here’s an idea: a tiny sweater that makes you cold!

Tired of jogging in tuxedo pants but need to look rich while you exercise?

Our laundry tags are a fucking nightmare!

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