ComiConexión: ¡BIENVENIDOS!

SE VEN COMO RETRATO

Saludos,

Ya inicia una nueva semana. Y de qué manera!!!

Creo que el viernes se me pasó comentarles que, al dar un vistazo a las revistas de sociales de los diversos diarios mexicanos, me topé con algo que definitivamente llamó mi atención: cuatro mexicanas en menos de una semana repitieron el mismo modelito.

Una muchacha que es actriz, de nombre Paola Núñez lo lució en una alfombra roja del Festival Internacional de cine de Morelia. No le tocó una granada, pero vaya que desataría una explosión en el incipiente mundo fashionista de México, pues apenas unos días después de que Núñez posará para las cámaras en la red carpet, la dama de sociedad y siempre altruista Sofía Aspe lucío el mismo modelo (un D&G) en una subasta que organizó en el hotel Condesa DF.

Pobre de la Aspe, le tocó y grueso, pues imaginense que, según un conocido diario que lo prueba con todo y material gráfico, hubo otra altruista de enorme corazón quien llegó a la puja enfundada en el mismo diseño. Eso es algo que ni a mi peor enemigo le deseo.

La cereza del pastel fue Lucero... así es, más delgada y todo llevó el mismo vestido - producto del talento de Stefano Dolce y Domenico Gabbana - a la presentación de la novela "Mañana es para siempre", en donde la veremos como villana.

En fin, lo más triste del caso es que a Núñez, las socialités Aspe y Bárbara Quintero y Lucero, se les adelantó una chica, varios meses antes. Fue Lauren Conrad, quien durante la premiere de la última cinta de Batman llegó con el modelito en cuestión.

¿De dónde lo sacarían? Será que de alguno de esos bazares de beneficencia que están tan de moda. ¿Sería del de Rebe de Alba? Yo por eso, aunque por el momento em mantengo alejado de las grandes firmas de moda, siempre pregunto al empleado qué tan bien se ha vendido la prenda que pretendo adquirir. Lo bueno es que yo tiendo a mezclar prendas femeninas con masculinas y muchos, muchos accesorios, pues eso siempre disfraza el continuo uso de una prenda..

A decir, desde mi perspectiva, Lauren fue el claro ejemplo de que una firma de diseñador no lleva el estilo intrínseco, pues la estrellita del "reality" The Hills, se veía medio fodonga... Aunque eso no le quita el crédito de haber sido la primera y como bien dicen "el que pega primero pega dos veces"

¿Quién de lo lució mejor? Diría que Paola Núñez... al menos así se ve en las fotos que han circulado. No del todo creativa pues le copio el modelito de zapatos a mi querida Conrad, a quien le preguntaría porqué insiste lucir ropa de otras firmas cuando tiene la suya propia.

Esperemos que nada así suceda ahora que inicia el Fashion Week México...

Y ya que tocamos el tema de las plataformas de moda en nuestro país, les comento que le doy aplausos a la columna de Paz Arela, publicada el sábado en la sección de Moda del diario Reforma. Vaya que a ella le llama la atención lo que comentaba con mi mejor amigo este fin de semana: los protagonismos y las densas nubes de pretención que envuelven a los "reporteros" y editores de la fuente de moda durante los desfiles.

Como dice Paz Arela, son bastante tremendos los berrinches que hacen ciertas personas por no tener un asiento en primeral fila. Digo, obvio los organizadores saben a quien dárselos, sin embargo porqué pelear por un asiento preferencial para terminar escribiendo nada.

No pongo en duda el trabajo de nadie, sin embargo, coincido con la citada columna, ya que creo que la cantidad de reporteros y demás prensa que se despliega no es precisamente representativa de las notas que aparecen en los distintos medios.

Ojalá me equivoque pues creo firmemente que así como el verdadero y sano periodismo de espectáculos se ha instaurado como un género periódistico per se, también hay uno de moda, que existe, pero que en nuestro país apenas empieza a tomar fuerza. Ello lo constatan los suplementos y secciones que los diarios tienen. Hay nombres que los vemos una y otra vez, pero me parece que la cosa va por buen camino y puede ser mejor direccionada si realmente estos "reporteros" que buscan el reflector desparecieran y dejaran que aquellos que realmente tienen un intéres hicieran mejor su chamba.

Yo me tengo que retirar, pues precisamente tengo en manos algo que hasta ahora a muchas personas se les ha pasado, pero finalmente esos son tropiezos que todos tenemos.

XOXO

Tragedias que merecen que el mundo esté en un evidente estado de alerta.

Definitivamente tiempos díficiles se avecinan... Y me refiero a los verdaderamente díficiles y duros que hacen de la economía un diminuto puntito negro en medio de un infinito mar de angustias y preocupaciones.

1) El anuncio oficial del divorcio de Madonna y el cineasta Guy Ritchie.

OMG! Una de las que se creía eran unas parejas más sólidas de la farándula ha decidido poner un alto total a sus días felices. Admiro a Madonna, siempre se impone ante situaciones tan duras.

2) Cosmogirl, la revista hermana de la afamada "Biblia" COSMOPOLITAN sale de circulación.
Según su casa editora, Hearst Magazines, la edición de diciembre será la última que iluminará los rsotros de l@s adolescentes.

O sea, cómo pretenden que las personas que vivimos en países en desarrollo salgamos adelante cuando se nos niega la oportunidad de recibir una instrucción precisa que nos guíe a través de las díficiles pruebas que la vida nos pone.

¿Cómo diablos me enteraré si es mejor el último jabón de Neutrogena o el de Clean & Clear? ¿Cómo sabre dónde localizar el look-a-like del bolso "it" de Jimmy Choo que todo mundo (H. Duff, V. Beckham y Lindsay) muestran cuando pasean por Rodeo drive?

Afortunadamente, fue la misma Hearst Magazines la que anunció que Seventeen aún será publicada. Lo cual alivia un poco el sufrimiento por la gran pérdida. No así para todos los empleados de Cosmogirl, que son, según su directorio editorial, al menos unos 50 :(

3) El grupo Jeans dice adiós a los escenarios.

Así es, después de 12 años de trayectoria, a lo largo de los cuales conquistaron la escena musical con temas de denuncia social como "Pepe", de haber impuesto tendencias con "Me pongo mis Jeans" y competir por el Premio Nobel de Medicina por "Enferma de amor", el ahora trío se marcha de la escena musical con un concierto el domingo en el Teatro Metropolitan de la capital mexicana.

Pobrecitas seguro sufrirán mucho. La gran incógnita es si algunas de las ex-integrantes se atreverán a pisar el escenario luego de los maltratos y humillaciones de las que dicen fueron víctimas.

XOXO

Irreverencias de la moda

Hoy inicia el denominado "mes de la concietización sobre el cáncer de mama". La embajada americana está rodeada por un listón rosa, el sitio web de la embajada de Estados Unidos en México aparece con el mismo color, y la Diana se iluminará de rosa como también lo harán el Harbour Bridge de Sydney, la Torre Eiffel y la torre de Sears en Chicago. OBVIO, habrá gran diferencia entre una Torre Eiffel iluminada en rosa y una mujer desnuda rodeada de agüita, pero bueno el chiste está en entrarle al juego.

Siendo un fanático de las causas altruistas que se transforman en todo un rollo mercadológico que me da la oportunidad de justificar mi enfermo consumismo con un "compro porque me gusta ayudar" y de paso, como dice la supermodelo Elle Macpherson, explotar el intelligent consumerism, he decidido sumarme a la causa y y por dicha razón esta entrada (muchas o pocas) está también en rosa.

Menos mal que este movimiento de awareness llega justo cuando tengo todo un guardarropa en uno de mis colores preferidos: el rosa. Como dicen (¿quiénes?) "Tough guys wear pink" y creo que es el momento de decir que apoyo la causa luciendo outfits en dicho color.

Tengo en mis manos la edición de octubre de VOGUE México, misma que recibí por la mañana junto a la GQ, la cual este mes engalanan los llamados "ángeles" de la firma de lencería Victorias Secret -una portada bastante buena, bien la podría enmarcar-.

Después de echar un vistazo a la portada glossy de VOGUE, hojeo las primeras páginas: una decena de anuncios publicitarios de rutina (en su mayoría fragancias). Lo más nuevo y que me hace detenerme es el de MAGNIFIQUE, una nueva fragancia de Lancome que tiene como imagen a la joven actriz en ascenso, y en lo particular una de mis favoritas, Anne Hathaway.

Después de ello brinco inmediatamente a la carta de la directora, firmada por Eva Hughes. Encuentro en ella lo que quizás muchos editores de diarios y otros medios encuentran en editoriales y columnas de los principales diarios y principales plumas, respectivamente.

Hughes, se refiere a un bolso como "un deportista estrella en las Olimpiadas: supera todos los obstáculos y gana su medalla". Coincido con ella, pues el bolso de una mujer (y el de un hombre) es una de esas piezas imprescindibles en un armario, aunque igual yo mencionaría un par de stilettos. Un bolso guarda todo lo que resulta bastante a útil a una mujer.

Pero más me llama la atención la manera en que Hughes resume un artículo de Rosaura Rodríguez titulado "Entre chicas", el cual habla sobre la amistad y menciona que se debe tener "una amiga para cada momento", es decir, una para los problemas sentimentales y otra para ir de fiesta o al cine. La autora menciona algo bastante cierto: la existencia de un amig@ para todo, a quien ella se refiere como "la amiga senior", esa que siempre está cuando se le necesita y que incluso nos puede decir si al adquirir un bolso (o alguno de los multiples accesiorios) éste es "el que necesitas, el que siempre has querido o un capricho del momento".

No sé porqué dicen que las revistas de moda son superficiales. Al menos yo no lo veo así. Por el contrario, me parece bastante inteligente la forma en que están estructuradas. De hecho, bien podría comparar mi vida con una de esas revistas, pues tiene de todo en las cantidades necesarias y de acuerdo por el periodo en que uno atraviesa: color, diversión, frustraciones, retos y porqué no, hasta asuntos del corazón. Lo mejor, es que varian de portada como la vida misma, pero mantienen una escencia: su nombre. Son casi tan adaptables como yo.

En fin, creo que habría de ver de otra manera estas publicaciones, pues si bien tienen una parte frívola, hay otra que ofrece un punto de identidad. Superficial y materialista, si, pero después de todo. Quisiera ver a la gente intentar salvar sus casas con sus sueños en medio de la crisi hipotecaria que tanto ha golpeado a Estados Unidos.

Love...

Some spare coins. The price of Mexican double sided-moral.

The truth. Yes. Here we go, once again, with one of those concepts which is subjectiv and hard to define. Particularly in Mexican culture.

In the field of journalism the truth is kinda easier to identify: basically, you stay away from the events you are reporting on as much as possible and then you sort of get "the truth". Objectitvity and fairness make things a little simpler. However, when it comes to real life, WHAT THE HECK IS THE TRUTH? Something uncomfortable for some people? Maybe. Something that sometimes we are not likely to face? Maybe. Something we like as well as something harmful? Yes, both of them.

I like the truth. And liking it, doesn´t mean that I have the truth in my hands. I definetely have to write about it, cuz I have faced some trouble due to my likeliness of truth. I have even been classified as a "mean guy" just beacuse of saying not the whole truth, but just what I consider the truth.

While I was in college, a lot of people, either close friends, friends or people I just talked to a couple of times, said me "Isaac, you´re so mean," "Isaac, you are such a mean person," "One of this day you are going to pay for being mean to so many people". Well, first, I have to say that I have to take as a compliment those who have called me a "mean person" because they, somehow, still consider me a person. Second, those who just call me a mean entity are mostly the ones who I am the most honest to. Therefore, they are the ones who hate me the most. LOVE IT!!!

When you live in a developing country like Mexico you always find lots of children, adults and older people begging for money on the streets. Some other sell gum, candies or are intending to clean your car´s windshield. As most of this anecdotes took place while I was in collge, and therefore I mostly used metro or bus to get to uni, let´s just focus on people begging for money.

I always looked at those children that with a little voice politely approached me and asked for a coin. After living 22 years in the biggest city of the world, I am so use to it that sometimes is an automatic reaction to say no. Sometimes I didn´t even finish to pronounce the monosylabic "No" when the person next to me (friend, mate or whatever) immediately spit it out the phrase "Isaac, you are mean. One day you will pay for that." Pay? I am already paying by living in a country that is just not made for me. Dealing with hundreds of homeless people is not a payment? What did they exactly mean by "pay"? Probably, that I would receive a lesson that eventually would make me aware and help me to appreciate all the things I have, which is weird, cuz I alredy appreciate all I have.

Well, I would like to ask those who consider me a mean person - based on the fact I dont give coins to poor people: Giving away coins to poor people would turn me into a "good person"?. Isn´t it a worse thing to pretend to be a good person by giving away spare coins that I need as well as those poor people do? I personally consider that as moral corruption, yeah, it sucks and is worse that political or civil corruption. I mean, it is like if I was trying to get a pair of angel wings to make my path to heaven a little easier, which obviously wouldn´t work at all.

I am almost totally sure that I could spend a minimum of $100 mexican pesos every day by giving one peso to different poor people and I would remain the same. Or may be I should ask those "good guys and girls" how they are doing with they daily-spare change-giveaway. Probably I missed a new moral or social rule which might establish that the doors to heaven open faster when you spend $500 mex peso per week, or maybe I have no longer to regret about certain things I do (do I ever regret about things I do? Of course not LOL)

I have been called materialistic, just because I like money, to have the latest gadgets, traveling and shopping. Yes, I like it and so? At least I accept that fact, and I work for it. I guess it is totally valid and even more important: i´ts honest from me. I am being honest with the only person I have to be honest: myself. I prefer to accept to be a materialistic and greedy guy rather than to undermine and putting myself into a concept of a "charitable and altruist person".

I have nothing against those who enjoy activities such as volunteering and charities, because I am not stupid and I am totally aware that there are people that, as well as I accept to be a materialistic guy, also enjoy to do altruist work. But what really pisses me off is the false double faced-moral that the real mean persons use to disguise themselves and to relief their kick-in-the-ass-style damn behaviour a little bit. THAT´S TOTALLY MEAN!!!. However, whenever you say all of this to a person of their kind, well, suddenly all the world turns upsidedown and I always end up being the mean guy.

Hell, what´s wrong with the supporters of Mexican double sided-moral? They criticize materialistic people and their likeliness to money, but at the same time are intending to buy a good-person status by giving away spare coins. That sounds really spooky to me THAT´S BULLSHIT!!!!!!! I prefer the mean people honesty. I will always stay like that.

I mean, I prefer to save a daily $100 mex. pesos in my pocket, I will not become the richest guy in the world with that amount, but curiously enough I will be completely sure that I didn´t try to buy a little relief for my soul. Isn´t it true?

Love ya!!!

ABOUT PIECES OF CARDBOARD... NEW HUMAN TAXONOMY

Ok, now it's time to push away the celebrity-oriented style of this blog and add a little of science to it. And there is no best way to do that than talking about a new way to classify people.

How did I came with this idea? It was Josh Swartzlander fault and Hannah Guillaume was also involved. Who are they? One of the two coolest and fucking awesome persons I know.

Hannah is the 'it' girl. I mean, she's got everything. I can't find the exact words to describe her. Let's just say that she is the kind of woman that it's inspirational and can appear at the TIME magazine cover and also can be the feature story of the Seventeen, COSMOgirl or Teen Vogue girl power special issue.

And I'm for real. Just imagine she's on my most-inspiring and admiration-deserved list, and all the persons who know me, can be sure that besides my mom, Frida Kahlo and Ruth Handler, the creator of the other timeless and boundaryless woman called Barbara Millicent Roberts, who is just worldwide know as Barbie, she's real.

Then, who is Josh Swartzlander?. He's the creator of the anti-everything concept. If globalization, merchandasing, consumism, stereotypes, pop music, Mary-Kate and Ashley, cartoons and popular culture have an enemy, he is the one. Today's teen and tween world have not to worry about sales, they better worry about him.

If MTV's Daria or Emily the Strange were looking for a boyfriend, he is the chosen one. But at the same time, that's why he is so interesting. He's real!!! He's the guy that it's inspirational.

I can tell without anydoubt he would be one of the most succesful persons I will ever known, of course, just besides me.

But anyway, better stop talking about these cool guys (they could think they deserve an altar or a whole shrine) and go to the point.

After knowing them I can tell that humans can be clasified in new categories:

- Pieces of cardboard: Human entities that have no reaction to the external environment. The few responses they have are limited to a couple of smiles and eye blinking as a result of the sympathetic nervous system responses. They have no feelings and their heart and brain are just kept as functional: pumping blood and transporting oxygen to cope with physical tasks.

They are likely to disagree with everything. An anticultural behaviour can be found on them in observance of little exposure to mass media, though they may have a kinda expertise in some areas like sarcasm. They have a dark sense of humor, majorily based on considering popular culture concepts' such as karma and kabbalh as BULLSHIT.

Can be easily recognized due to a high developed IQ that allows them to travel all over the world and win thousand-dollar-grant scholarships as well as getting internships and write awesome stories in a couple of minutes. Low emotional EIQ that is mainly used to ruin other people's feelings, believes and thoughts.

COOL PIECES OF CARDBOARD: The same as above, but in a Josh Swartzlander-style. That means it they are fucking awesome. I mean they behave that way due to the career path they want to achieve.

ME: I am beyond good an evil. When God or whoever created this world was thinking about someone different he couldn't think of someone but me.

LOTSA GORGEOUS LOVE,

Isaac.

Paris Hilton-inspired philosophy

When we think about philosophy it sounds really complicated and indeed it is. I can still remember those many courses that since high school involved guys like Plato, Aristotle, Nietzsche, Marx, Xirau, etc. But the strange thing is that I loved them. History of Philosophic Doctrines, Ethics, Axiology all of them dropped really interesting discussions and debates.

But after a couple of years dealing with those guys I’ve come up with a philosophy that’s sort of strange and wacky but cool. PARIS HILTON-INSPIRED philosophy.

Once again, most of the people who read my blog will be like: “What the hell is that?,” “How can such thing exist?,” “That’s rubbish.”

Well, I have to tell that what I’ve called Paris Hilton-Inspired philosophy really exists. What it is? Simple: It’s a personal-social-self esteem status that everybody, maybe deeply and even some persons may be reluctant to accept, want to achieve but just a few (which I’ll call the privileged ones) have the pleasure to experience.

People who manage to reach this evolved-thinking stage can be easily identified by a colorful-vibrant-contrasting-outgoing-outrageous-self confidence- gorgeous-charismatic-cheering-shiny-reliable personality that makes them stand out from the crowd. And when I say stand out, I mean they are always under the spotlight in every single are of their lives.

The privileged ones also reflect their personalities through a glamorous life-style. Is it all about money? Not necessarily. Money is just a little part of this personality evolution and that doesn’t necessarily mean that they are materialistic.

At this point a lot of people could say that every single rich person or celebrity have this philosophy. Well, not at all. Money may be a crucial part of this thing, but is just a little part of it. Money itself doesn’t guarantee that a person could understand or even be able to live a Paris Hilton-inspired philosophy.

The privileged ones have such a great life commitment that are able to express themselves through other means, such as fashion, but once I need to highlight that only cool people can express themselves through this ways. I mean, it’s just an extension of their personality.

Bullshit??? Not at all, or may be it is for those ones who are not confident enough with themselves as to think they are unique and special. Further than just being bullshit, its thinking positive and recognizing all of your strengths and, when possible, taking advantage of those weaknesses, you all know, just not showing them to others.

Success-focused life path is crucial. For the one that lives this life philosophy there is no other word in the dictionary but SUCCESS, no matter what it takes (Pushing one of your mates through the window, a granny, lying, whatever. OK, Just kidding, all of the previous activities are not part of these philosophy as they remain barbarian).

And well, the most difficult and at the same time the most interesting part of all is to make fun of yourself. Obviously keeping a balance, otherwise you'll be a disgusting, scary, annoying clown, which is no funny at all.

Keeping up on believing in yourself, no matter who you are. Furthermore, to understand this you just have to be proud of everysingle thing and accept it. If you are homosexual, feel proud of it. I mean, it's the trend. You don't need to grab a rainbow flag and show it to the world. (which I'd love) just show them that having different ideas and linking same sex persons is hot.

If you are silly, accept it. That can make you more intelligent than those who think nobody can recognize him/herself as an idiot. If something went wrong and everybody tell you made a mistake. THATS BULLSHIT. These people never ever make a mistake, if that happens tell you just made it in a different way. Silly are the ones who considered that doing this in different ways is a mistake.

But this stuff is too complicated to get it in just this post. Let's say TO BE CONTINUED...

Things that should be pink.

Bottles of beer: That’d be so glamorous. Just imagine holding a pink glass bottle/ Sounds fantastic!!! It would add a chic touch to a drink that a lot of people, and sometimes myself, find a little unstylish.

Cherries: Although they are chic enough, if there were pink, they would be extremely chic. And the flavor would be a little sweeter. They would be my favorites immeadiatly. Probably Michael Jackson would be a good source to find out a way to turn cherries pink. If he was able to turn himself into a pale entity, why cant cherries become PINK. Sound yummy.

Zebras: Bloody awesome. I wonder why Mother Nature didn’t think about conceiving a pink zebra. I mean flamingos are really nice, but why not a zebra??????? Obviously, I would have a pink zebra rug in my modest size-of-Texas mansion, as long as it was fake. Why should I killed such a cool animal just to make my room look better. Killing animals suck, its not nice nor trendy.