Happy Birthday Diana Vreeland

Today is the 111th birthday of Diana Vreeland.  She was and continues to be the arbiter of style, even after her death 20+ years ago. Do yourself a favor and read “D.V.”:  her autobiography/manual of style/name-drop-a-thon book masquerading as a roller coaster ride through the early parts of the 20th century. It will seriously change your life. Watch “The Eye Has To Travel,” her documentary.  You will start to look at style as something you own, not something you follow and conform to.  She will teach you that the sexiest most attractive thing one can have and wear is confidence.   I absolutely adore her for the permission she gives people to be fashionable, be original, beautiful, without being ordinary or expected.  Wear some pearls today, wear your shirt back to front, do something original today.  Do it for yourself with a wink to Ms. Vreeland.

 

NAME: Diane Dalziel Vreeland
OCCUPATION: Journalist
BIRTH DATE: September 29, 1903
DEATH DATE: August 22, 1989
PLACE OF BIRTH: Paris, France

BEST KNOWN FOR: As a fashion journaist, Diana Vreeland was an influential figure in American fashion during the 20th century.

Diana Vreeland began her career at Harper’s Bazaar in 1936. Her column “Why Don’t You…?” was famous for offering outlandish fashion and lifestyle tips for the times. Vreeland later became the magazine’s fashion editor and established herself as one of the country’s leading arbiters of style. In 1962, Vreeland joined the staff of Vogue and continued to be a powerful force in the fashion world.

Fashion journalist. Born Diana Dalziel on March 1, 1924, in Paris, France. Diana Vreeland was an influential figure in American fashion during the twentieth century. The daughter of wealthy parents, she spent her early years in France before moving to New York as a teenager.

Diana Vreeland began her career as a columnist for Harper’s Bazaar in 1936. Her column “Why Don’t You . . . ?” was famous for offering outlandish fashion and lifestyle tips for the times. Few could afford in the Depression follow her advice. Moving up the editorial ladder, Vreeland became the magazine’s fashion editor, a post she held until the early 1960s. At Harper’s Bazaar, she established herself as one of the country’s leading arbiters of style.

In 1962, Diana Vreeland joined the staff of Vogue, another influential fashion magazine, as editor in chief. At Vogue, she continued to be a powerful force in the fashion world, often able to identify the coming trends, such as the popularity of the bikini. Vreeland also worked with many well-known photographers, such as Richard Avedon, in making the magazine.

While she left Vogue in 1971, Diana Vreeland did not leave the fashion world. She worked as a consultant for the Metropolitan Museum of Art, putting together fashion exhibitions. Vreeland died on August 22, 1989. Married to T. Reed Vreeland since 1924, she had two sons, Thomas R., Jr., and Frederick.

Personal Quotes:

“People who eat white bread have no dreams.”

“Blue jeans are the most beautiful things since the gondola.”

“Elegance is innate. It has nothing to do with being well dressed. Elegance is refusal.”

“I always wear my sweater back-to-front; it is so much more flattering.”

“I loathe narcissism, but I approve of vanity.”

“Pink is the navy blue of India.”

Happy Birthday George Orwell

Today is the 111th birthday of the little boy who’s first word was “beastly” and became George Orwell.  For some reason, they showed the animated version of Animal Farm in school.  I remember finding it exceptionally disturbing, which is the correct response, but I also remember thinking that it was a strange thing to show grade school children.  The first time I read 1984 was in 1984.  My grandmother was the librarian at our local public library at the time and it was one of the most popular books of the year, so she said I needed to read it quickly because people were waiting.  I have read it since and think I probably missed a lot the first time around.  I have included full length videos of both below.

NAME: George Orwell
OCCUPATION: Author, Journalist
BIRTH DATE: June 25, 1903
DEATH DATE: January 21, 1950
EDUCATION: Eton
PLACE OF BIRTH: Motihari, India
PLACE OF DEATH: London, United Kingdom

BEST KNOWN FOR: George Orwell was an English novelist, essayist, and critic most famous for his novels Animal Farm (1945) and Nineteen Eighty-four (1949).

Born Eric Arthur Blair, George Orwell created some of the sharpest satirical fiction of the 20th century with such works as Animal Farm and Nineteen Eighty-Four. He was a man of strong opinions who addressed some of the major political movements of his times, including imperialism, fascism and communism.

The son of a British civil servant, George Orwell spent his first days in India, where his father was stationed. His mother brought him and his older sister, Marjorie, to England about a year after his birth and settled in Henley-on-Thames. His father stayed behind in India and rarely visited. (His younger sister, Avril, was born in 1908.) Orwell didn’t really know his father until he retired from the service in 1912. And even after that, the pair never formed a strong bond. He found his father to be dull and conservative.

According to one biography, Orwell’s first word was “beastly.” He was a sick child, often battling bronchitis and the flu. Orwell was bit by the writing bug at an early age, reportedly composing his first poem around the age of four. He later wrote, “I had the lonely child’s habit of making up stories and holding conversations with imaginary persons, and I think from the very start my literary ambitions were mixed up with the feeling of being isolated and undervalued.” One of his first literary successes came at the age of 11 when he had a poem published in the local newspaper.

Like many other boys in England, Orwell was sent to boarding school. In 1911 he went to St. Cyprian’s in the coastal town of Eastbourne, where he got his first taste of England’s class system. On a partial scholarship, Orwell noticed that the school treated the richer students better than the poorer ones. He wasn’t popular with his peers, and in books he found comfort from his difficult situation. He read works by Rudyard Kipling and H. G. Wells, among others. What he lacked in personality, he made up for in smarts. Orwell won scholarships to Wellington College and Eton College to continue his studies.

After completing his schooling at Eton, Orwell found himself at a dead end. His family did not have the money to pay for a university education. Instead he joined the India Imperial Police Force in 1922. After five years in Burma, Orwell resigned his post and returned to England. He was intent on making it as a writer.

After leaving the India Imperial Force, Orwell struggled to get his writing career off the ground. His first major work, Down and Out in Paris and London, (1933) explored his time eking out a living in these two cities. Orwell took all sorts of jobs to make ends meet, including being a dishwasher. The book provided a brutal look at the lives of the working poor and of those living a transient existence. Not wishing to embarrass his family, the author published the book under the pseudonym George Orwell.

Sometimes called the conscience of a generation, Orwell next explored his overseas experiences in Burmese Days, published in 1934. The novel offered a dark look at British colonialism in Burma, then part of the country’s Indian empire. Orwell’s interest in political matters grew rapidly after this novel was published. Also around this time, he met Eileen O’Shaughnessy. The pair married in 1936, and Eileen supported and assisted Orwell in his career.

In 1937, Orwell traveled to Spain, where he joined one of the groups fighting against General Francisco Franco in the Spanish Civil War. Orwell was badly injured during his time with a militia, getting shot in the throat and arm. For several weeks, he was unable to speak. Orwell and his wife, Eileen, were indicted on treason charges in Spain. Fortunately, the charges were brought after the couple had left the country.

Other health problems plagued the talented writer not long after his return to England. For years, Orwell had periods of sickness, and he was officially diagnosed with tuberculosis in 1938. He spent several months at the Preston Hall Sanatorium trying to recover, but he would continue to battle with tuberculosis for the rest of his life. At the time he was initially diagnosed, there was no effective treatment for the disease.

To support himself, Orwell took on all sorts of writing work. He wrote numerous essays and reviews over the years, developing a reputation for producing well-crafted literary criticism. In 1941, Orwell landed a job with the BBC as a producer. He developed news commentary and shows for audiences in the eastern part of the British Empire. Orwell enticed such literary greats as T. S. Eliot and E. M. Forster to appear on his programs. With World War II raging on, Orwell found himself acting as a propagandist to advance the country’s side. He loathed this part of his job and resigned in 1943. Around this time, Orwell became the literary editor for a socialist newspaper.

Orwell is best known for two novels, Animal Farm and Nineteen Eighty-Four, both of which were published toward the end of his life. Animal Farm (1945) was an anti-Soviet satire in a pastoral setting featuring two pigs as its main protagonists. These pigs were said to represent Josef Stalin and Leon Trotsky. The novel brought Orwell great acclaim and financial rewards.

In 1949, Orwell published another masterwork, Nineteen Eighty-Four (or 1984 in later editions). This bleak vision of the world divided into three oppressive nations stirred up controversy among reviewers, who found this fictional future too despairing. In the novel, Orwell gave readers a glimpse into what would happen if the government controlled every detail of a person’s life, down to their own private thoughts.

Nineteen Eighty-Four proved to be another huge success for the author, but he had little time to enjoy it. By this time, Orwell was in the late stages of his battle with tuberculosis. He died on January 21, 1950, in a London hospital. He may have passed away all too soon, but his ideas and opinions have lived on through his work. Both Animal Farm and Nineteen Eighty-Four have been turned into films and have enjoyed tremendous popularity over the years.

Orwell was married to Eileen O’Shaughnessy until her death in 1945. According to several reports, the pair had an open marriage. Orwell had a number of dalliances during this first marriage. In 1944 the couple adopted a son, whom they named Richard Horatio Blair, after one of Orwell’s ancestors. Their son was largely raised by Orwell’s sister Avril after Eileen’s death.

Near the end of his life, Orwell proposed to editor Sonia Brownell. He married her in 1950, only a short time before his death. Brownell inherited Orwell’s estate and made a career out of managing his legacy.

 

Happy Birthday Diana Vreeland

Today is the 90th birthday of Diana Vreeland.  She was and continues to be the arbiter of style, even after her death 20+ years ago. Do yourself a favor and read “D.V.”:  her autobiography/manual of style/name-drop-a-thon book masquerading as a roller coaster ride through the early parts of the 20th century. It will seriously change your life. Watch “The Eye Has To Travel,” her documentary.  You will start to look at style as something you own, not something you follow and conform to.  She will teach you that the sexiest most attractive thing one can have and wear is confidence.   I absolutely adore her for the permission she gives people to be fashionable, be original, beautiful, without being ordinary or expected.  Wear some pearls today, wear your shirt back to front, do something original today.  Do it for yourself with a wink to Ms. Vreeland.

 

NAME: Diane Dalziel Vreeland
OCCUPATION: Journalist
BIRTH DATE: March 01, 1924
DEATH DATE: August 22, 1989
PLACE OF BIRTH: Paris, France

BEST KNOWN FOR: As a fashion journaist, Diana Vreeland was an influential figure in American fashion during the 20th century.

Diana Vreeland began her career at Harper’s Bazaar in 1936. Her column “Why Don’t You…?” was famous for offering outlandish fashion and lifestyle tips for the times. Vreeland later became the magazine’s fashion editor and established herself as one of the country’s leading arbiters of style. In 1962, Vreeland joined the staff of Vogue and continued to be a powerful force in the fashion world.

Fashion journalist. Born Diana Dalziel on March 1, 1924, in Paris, France. Diana Vreeland was an influential figure in American fashion during the twentieth century. The daughter of wealthy parents, she spent her early years in France before moving to New York as a teenager.

Diana Vreeland began her career as a columnist for Harper’s Bazaar in 1936. Her column “Why Don’t You . . . ?” was famous for offering outlandish fashion and lifestyle tips for the times. Few could afford in the Depression follow her advice. Moving up the editorial ladder, Vreeland became the magazine’s fashion editor, a post she held until the early 1960s. At Harper’s Bazaar, she established herself as one of the country’s leading arbiters of style.

In 1962, Diana Vreeland joined the staff of Vogue, another influential fashion magazine, as editor in chief. At Vogue, she continued to be a powerful force in the fashion world, often able to identify the coming trends, such as the popularity of the bikini. Vreeland also worked with many well-known photographers, such as Richard Avedon, in making the magazine.

While she left Vogue in 1971, Diana Vreeland did not leave the fashion world. She worked as a consultant for the Metropolitan Museum of Art, putting together fashion exhibitions. Vreeland died on August 22, 1989. Married to T. Reed Vreeland since 1924, she had two sons, Thomas R., Jr., and Frederick.

Personal Quotes:

“People who eat white bread have no dreams.”

“Blue jeans are the most beautiful things since the gondola.”

“Elegance is innate. It has nothing to do with being well dressed. Elegance is refusal.”

“I always wear my sweater back-to-front; it is so much more flattering.”

“I loathe narcissism, but I approve of vanity.”

“Pink is the navy blue of India.”

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Diana Vreeland – Style Icon

Diana Vreeland was and continues to be the arbiter of style, even after her death 20+ years ago. Do yourself a favor and read “D.V.”:  her autobiography/manual of style/name-drop-a-thon. It will seriously change your life. Watch “The Eye Has To Travel,” her documentary.  You will start to look at style as something you own, not something you follow and conform to. She will teach you that the sexiest most attractive thing one can have and wear is confidence. Ladies and gentlemen, Diana Vreeland. Style Icon.

NAME: Diane Dalziel Vreeland
OCCUPATION: Journalist
BIRTH DATE: March 01, 1924
DEATH DATE: August 22, 1989
PLACE OF BIRTH: Paris, France
BEST KNOWN FOR: As a fashion journaist, Diana Vreeland was an influential figure in American fashion during the 20th century.

Diana Vreeland began her career at Harper’s Bazaar in 1936. Her column “Why Don’t You…?” was famous for offering outlandish fashion and lifestyle tips for the times. Vreeland later became the magazine’s fashion editor and established herself as one of the country’s leading arbiters of style. In 1962, Vreeland joined the staff of Vogue and continued to be a powerful force in the fashion world.

Fashion journalist. Born Diana Dalziel on March 1, 1924, in Paris, France. Diana Vreeland was an influential figure in American fashion during the twentieth century. The daughter of wealthy parents, she spent her early years in France before moving to New York as a teenager.

Diana Vreeland began her career as a columnist for Harper’s Bazaar in 1936. Her column “Why Don’t You . . . ?” was famous for offering outlandish fashion and lifestyle tips for the times. Few could afford in the Depression follow her advice. Moving up the editorial ladder, Vreeland became the magazine’s fashion editor, a post she held until the early 1960s. At Harper’s Bazaar, she established herself as one of the country’s leading arbiters of style.

In 1962, Diana Vreeland joined the staff of Vogue, another influential fashion magazine, as editor in chief. At Vogue, she continued to be a powerful force in the fashion world, often able to identify the coming trends, such as the popularity of the bikini. Vreeland also worked with many well-known photographers, such as Richard Avedon, in making the magazine.

While she left Vogue in 1971, Diana Vreeland did not leave the fashion world. She worked as a consultant for the Metropolitan Museum of Art, putting together fashion exhibitions. Vreeland died on August 22, 1989. Married to T. Reed Vreeland since 1924, she had two sons, Thomas R., Jr., and Frederick.

Personal Quotes:

“People who eat white bread have no dreams.”

“Blue jeans are the most beautiful things since the gondola.”

“Elegance is innate. It has nothing to do with being well dressed. Elegance is refusal.”

“I always wear my sweater back-to-front; it is so much more flattering.”

“I loathe narcissism, but I approve of vanity.”

“Pink is the navy blue of India.”

Diana Vreeland by Horst P. Horst.

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The Reason I QUIT

[i have backdated this post back to when i first started keeping notes and to ‘hide’ it in the blog when i finally post it.  today is that day]

I had an interview at a new store opening in Seattle on Tuesday with the guy that runs the stores worldwide and the woman that will be the Seattle Store Manager for the first three months.  I was offered a job on the spot and was told that I would be getting a call from the HR Director.  He called on on Thursday.  On Thursday, I was officially offered a new position with a new store opening in Seattle.  It was with the understanding that I needed to be in NYC at their Soho store training on Monday.  I have witnessed what happens when you put in your two weeks notice:  the Manager completely ignores you or treats you horribly for those two weeks.  I did not see the point.  So as soon as it was official, I submitted my resignation letter via email to my manager because she has been out sick for the last week and a half.

[manager’s name]

Tomorrow, Friday December 13th will be my last day at [store name].

[my name]

Then on Friday when I showed up for work, the regional manager called and had the Store Assistant Manager walk me out.  I have still not received a response from the Store Manager to my resignation email, official or personal.  I am glad I didn’t stay two weeks.  This is the letter I wanted to send:

To Whom It May Concern,

After careful thought and consideration I have concluded that my position lacks any sort of career trajectory and my core values are not aligned with the dysfunctional organizational culture at the [store name]. If I want any sort of career future or growth, it is time to move on, if not only to maintain my health, sanity, and overall happiness.

This letter is to officially inform you that I resign from my position, my last day of work will be [date].

Over the past three years, I have witnessed favoritism, lies, incompetence, and immaturity that have gone ignored, unreported, and tolerated, all to the detriment of the health of the store comradery and the overall customer experience. Time and time again, my requests for help and assistance from a variety of individuals and departments have gone unanswered. This repeated lack of accountability and it’s acceptance have drastically hindered my ability to perform my duties efficiently. This unwillingness to supply any sort of guidance is blatantly incompetent and generally considered unacceptable at most companies.

I genuinely wish my experience at [store name] ended on a high note, but sadly, it ends in a general dismissive and belittling attitude from the store General Manager and my frustration as to why it is not being addressed by higher management.

Sincerely,

[my name]

Here are some of the details that have driven me to seek employment elsewhere (I have removed a lot of my notes, they seem pointless now.  I only kept the ones that I thought were interesting):

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dec 22, 2012

I heard over the weekend that [the former assistant manager] has been writing negative things about his coworkers on Facebook. Not only is this the opposite if his team-building stance, it’s sabotaging the success of the store. When he says the employees are slow, people will tell other people and they will stop going or never go in the first place.

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This is a screenshot of a text conversation the manager had with a sales associate after he quit to work at another store.  He still had customers texting him about things and he was attempting to loop her in so she could take over the contact.  She ignored his texts.

The times of these texts are important. She did not respond to his text until the next day or so, after I asked her directly about it.

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On the night of the large corporate visit, I was asked to come upstairs and make everyone espresso and then word was sent back that I was to change and go home.  I had spent 52 hours that week getting ready for the visit and the manager wanted me to clock out and leave through the alley entrance. I thought that since everyone worked so hard to make the place look spotless for the visit, it would have been nice to wait until the visitors had left and then celebrated as a team. She wanted me to use the back door so it would not disturb the visit. When I expressed my unhappiness at her instructions, the team was concerned and she told them not to text me after I had left.

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This is a screenshot of a text message a sales associate received from the former assistant manager on accident.  He meant to send it to the store manager.  When the sales associate asked the assistant manager what the meaning was behind the text message, he and the manager had a talk and they told that sales associate that they told the regional manager about the text and it was taken care of.  No apologies, no noticeable HR contact.  Six months later, that assistant manager was promoted to the store manager in Aspen.

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15 Oct 2012

They told the sales associates today to not talk to me because it “distracts him from his job.” They told them that they watch the cameras and can see when they are talking to me. I spend most of the day working alone, not talking to anyone aside from work-related questions. From time to time, I will be upstairs and the security guard will ask me to cover him while he takes a bathroom break and I will talk with the sales associates. They look at me and then look at the cameras.  There is no way of knowing what we are talking about, it could be work questions and it happens so infrequently, I just think they don’t want us talking in general. Are they paranoid that we are comparing notes?

Of course they do not tell me I am not to distract the sales associates, so when I talk to them, they glance at the cameras and tell me they are not allowed to talk to me.

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The former assistant manager (and part-time drag queen) got the manager position at a store in Aspen and continued his degrading facebook posts.  These are screenshots are his status updates and comments of my store manager and one coworker.

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The Assistant Manager (and drag queen) was promoted to Manager of a different store and this is one of the many negative facebook updates he posts about his staff.

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The manager commented on his post, reminding him she has been telling him that for years. How is this supposed to make the people that they manage feel?

5 Historical Misconceptions Rundown

5. Vikings

What would a Viking be without his trusty battle helmet and its impressive horns? The answer is: a more historically accurate viking.

Think, for a moment about wearing headgear like that into battle: the horns are just easy targets for your opponent to hit and knock off your helmet.

Or, if you strap on your helmet, now your opponent has a convenient lever with which to drag you to the ground and something to hold onto while slitting your throat.

Horned helmets are a terrible idea, which is why archeologists have never found them at viking battle sites and there’s no evidence that they were ever used.

It was poets and artists – people not known for caring about facts and reality – who gave the Vikings their silly hats during the late 1800s, long after the vikings could ‘correct’ their misconceptions.

4. Lady Godiva

The story of this 11th century English noblewoman is that her mean husband the Earl raised taxes on the townspeople of Coventry which Lady Godiva – and not surprising the locals – thought were too high.

She badgered her husband and he conceded in exasperation to lower the taxes if she rode through town naked – assuming that she never would, but she did.

Because people don’t likes taxes – even though they’re how civilization is purchased – Lady Godiva’s story lives on notably in the Godiva logo and in popular songs.

But while Lady Godiva was a real person and Coventry is a real town there is no record of her nude ride from the time when it happened – so we can assume the story is false. Just as with the Vikings, again poets and artists are to blame, who made up the tale long after Lady Godiva’s death.

3. Napoleon

Famously this tiny, tiny general – perhaps to compensate for his short stature – took control of France greatly expanded its influence and dubbed himself emperor.

Napoleon’s official height was indeed 5 foot 2 inches but at the time French inches were longer than English inches, so doing the unit conversion, Napoleon’s height should have been reported as 5’7 in England’s imperial units – which is short by today’s standard but was average or slightly above average in the early 1800s.

However England, with it’s eternal love for all things French, didn’t care and went the Napoleon-is-so-short-LOL version of the story in newspapers and cartoons.

Meanwhile, Napoleon was busy introducing the Metric System to France and the wider world to standardize measurements so this sort of confusion would never happen again – and thankfully the whole world now uses metric. Mostly. Sort of.

2. Roman Vomit

Ah, the Roman empire, so great and powerful, but corrupted by decadence from within. And what could be a better symbol of that decadence than the Vometorum: where Romans, after stuffing themselves with delicious foods, could vomit them all up to make room to feast anew.

Vometoria are real but this idea of them is not, though confusion is understandable because their name – Vomit-orium – seems to make their purpose so clear.

Even if for some reason you know latin – perhaps because you live in a country that insists you waste hundreds of hours of your life learning a dead, useless language – this knowledge still won’t help you because the root word ‘vomitum’ means ‘to spew forth’.

So what is it really? If you’ve ever been to a big stadium, like say, the ones made by the romans, you have already used a vometorium. This is what the vometoria are – the passageways that lets lots of people enter or exit at once. The people are what spews forth in the vometoria, not the contents of the people.

1. Columbus

There is so very much wrong with the common retelling of the story of Christopher Columbus that it’s hard to know where to begin, but the biggest misconception is that everyone else thought the world was flat, but Columbus was the only guy smart enough to know that it’s round.

It makes a daring story, but knowledge of a spherical earth goes back to at least 5,000 BC that’s six and a half thousand years before Columbus set sail – and that knowledge was never lost to western civilization. In 200 BC Eratosthenes calculated Earth’s circumference and his estimate was still well know and being used in Columbus’s time.

The argument Columbus had with queen Isabella was not over the shape of the earth, but of its size. Columbus estimated the Earth was much smaller than Queen Isabella and her scientific advisors did which was way he thought he could make it across the empty Atlantic to India.

But Columbus’s size estimate was wrong – again, just like Napoleon’s height – because of mixed up units.

However, his error did send him West to become the first European to discover America – as long as you ignore the hornless vikings who beat him by 500 years.

 

via http://blog.cgpgrey.com/5-historical-misconceptions-rundown/

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Weekly Photo Challenge: Unfocused

Weekly Photo Challenge:  Unfocused.

This photo was taken by Kim Doyle of KDLStudio.com last year. I love the color and the super ghostly streaks we all have.

It’s also funny that everyone else is talking and laughing and I am posing? Puckering? I’m not sure what’s going on with me.

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