Saturday 3 November 2012

'FASHION IS A PILE OF SHIT'

Pam Hogg talks to Gregor Muir at ICA, London

Fashion is a pile of shit

In an industry dominated by trend, it’s bracing to see a designer rebel against the hackneyed desire to imitate a culture consumed by fashion-conscious slaves to style. Pam Hogg made her debut into the fashion world in the early eighties, taking London to the blitz. She left the industry as quietly as she came, but now the yellow-haired visionary is back, auditing her A/W 2012 collection.  

‘Everything I do is impulse, nothing is planned’, says Scottish born Hogg. ‘I used to go into the city of Glasgow regularly during the early days of my youth, it was dangerous and exciting’. The designer reveals during this period she wasn’t interested in fashion. However, heavily influenced by the rock ‘n’ roll scene; enthralled by boys and bands, she sought to create her own identity, ‘I wasn’t told to, I just wanted to’.  Art came easy to Hogg, she outrivaled at the subject throughout school, never thinking anything of it - ‘succeeding in that industry was always for other people. I was pretty useless at anything else, I assumed I was probably going to be here until the day I died […Glasgow]’.

After attending Glasgow School Of Art, Hogg followed her creative flair, moving to London to consort to the Royal College Of Art. ‘Nothing was ever planned’, says Hogg, a mind-set she still bides by today. Shy at the time, Hogg shares her disappointment in respect to her studies- The Royal College Of Art. It was the London club scene that embodied the next platform in Pam Hogg’s life. It was this crack in the rock ‘n’ roll designers life where she discovered fashion, dyed her hair, and never looked back. 

In a culture that fetishes celebrities and up-to-the-minute trends, Hogg revolutionises the human desire to go against the grain in regards to commercial fashion. ‘I’m more interested in letting my ideas become something, rather than doing a sellable collection – I can do that standing on my head. Instead, I give them a part of me’, says Hogg, who sincerely is her own product.

Initially making clothes to get into clubs, the subversive pre-Madonna caused hype amongst club-goers wanting to know where she got her clothes. Inspired by the Blitz scene and all the ‘amazing people out doing each other’, Hogg made her mark in the industry, and orders were in demand by Harrods and Bloomingdales as well as dressing icons of the era such as Debbie Harry. ‘Everything that excited me was bands, and powerful women [Siouxsie Sioux], I was on a journey and I didn’t know where it was taking me’, says Hogg.

Music still being her first love, the designer didn’t want to live to regret, and left the industry as quiet as she came at the peak of her career in 1992. ‘Music is my passion, but not necessarily what I’m best at...’ says Hogg, ‘…fashion is what I’m best at creatively’. 

For A/W12, Pam Hogg’s iconic geometric shapes are at the foundation of the line. With inspirations drawn from bondage and the power of the female, with infusions delved from her time in the club scene, Hogg’s collection is far from demure. Her label takes a brave, stated approach to its shapes and colours, complemented by elusive incorporations of lace and leather. Hogg has strived to put the unorthodox back on the runway and back into fashion.

If personified, Pam Hogg’s collection would be a naïve, reckless, yet arrogant embodiment, sabotaged by the spirit of youth culture and music.  Interweaving sexual fetish and pop culture with the sensibilities of female empowerment creating a look that fluctuates radically from what might be considered trendy.

Her aim isn’t to produce versatile, trendy clothes to contend with the leading high-end designers, but to push boundaries in terms of fashion culture and create something not because she had to but because she wanted to. ‘I’m freer because I’m only thinking about what I want to create’, says Hogg.

After 15 years of club culture, Pam Hogg decided the ecstasy she gets from her creative zone is the best drug she knows, and therefore entered back into the fashion world with new eyes, still making it up as she goes along.

’15 years off will turn to 15 years on’ –Pam Hogg.

 

Image created by myself - Pam Hogg collage

Sunday 10 June 2012

Goodnight/Goodmorning

Late or early post? 1:59am in the morning, but judging that i'm about to go to sleep, I will call it a late post. Goodnight.

Friday 8 June 2012

Ill Manors film review


ILL MANORS

‘Every action, has a reaction’

Boy meets girl. Girls a hooker, and the boy….well he’s just another Plectroctena* in its kingdom of Animalia.

On the unforgiving streets of East London, ill manors follows the footsteps of six desperate lives, being stirred together in the melting pot, with all the ingredients to jolt even the most street-wise of humanity. A film for our times - this eye-opener into the foreign land is hard hitting, and at times, difficult to swallow, yet instinctively, feels important. A generation out of work, and out of hope.

There is ex-dealer Kirby, recently released from prison, thug Ed who will stop at nothing to find his missing phone pimping out troubled Michelle who is just looking for her next hit. Then there’s the younger of the cast, Jake who finds himself involved with the local gang leader, Chris, who seeks revenge, and Aaron, our main protagonist who is just trying to do the right thing.

In its furiously impassioned attempt to heighten viewer’s insight into the inner-city-Britain, Ben Drew and his cast of inexperienced actors, and low budget film expertise, leaves you feeling almost appalled and depressed about the state of our nation. But the powerful performances and deplorable scenes are enough to make this film well worth seeing.

Ill Manors does what Kiddulthood/Adulthood and Shank couldn’t do, and actually attempts to explore the dark, and gritty, unpleasant circumstances, from gang culture, bullying and drugs to prostitution, murder and sex trafficking - broken up briefly by music/lyrics from director Plan B. Showing the nation the harsh reality of the underclass lives we might be too naïve about.

 ‘We are all products of our environment. Some environments are just harder to survive in’

 

*A type of ant that attacks another of its kind to protect its territory.



 

Friday 13 April 2012

the Descendants;

Just finished my book, the Descendants. I'm not a big reader;

About month ago I bought my one of my favourite magazines, Dazed&Confused to read on the train home. Much to my dismay, the night before, I realised I had bought the same copy of the magazine I had previously purchased - only, with a different cover. Having already read most of the magazines I am only interested in, I thought it would be a good time to make a quick trip to Asda and buy a book. I chose the Descendants for two reasons, 1- George Clooney was on the cover, and 2- I knew it must be remotely interesting, because it was made into a film.

My usual routine with books is to buy one, read a few pages, and then never return to it. Maybe I buy them as an attempt to become more focused on something else rather than Facebook or Twitter, I’m not even sure myself, but this time however was different. I was fixated with the story, and even though it took me over the month to read it, I managed to actually finish a book that wasn't about Karl Pilkinton or Franky Boyle.

The book was, as the reviews say; Gripping and Funny that steers a deliciously scenic route between heartbreak and hilarity - it made me laugh, cry and think.




The plot; (as described by a reader off Amazon)
"The Descendants" is a tragicomic novel about Matt, workaholic father of two daughters and husband to the high maintenance Joanie, who is in a coma and whose life support has been switched off. The book is concerned with Matt and his daughters' quest to track down Joanie's lover and tell him that this will be the last chance to say goodbye.

I really enjoyed this, despite the fact that it revolves around an irreversible coma - Joanie as revealed is so unlikeable that her fate never really depresses you. The daughters (one 10 and one 17) are finely drawn (as is Alex' sort-of boyfriend) and as for Matt, just when you think he is most whipped, he surprises you with a show of grit.

I would never normally read a novel like this - not big on comic novels, but I thoroughly enjoyed it and the revelation about the business connections in the middle of the book was absolutely compulsive. I would definitely read something else by this author.

Friday 6 April 2012

Youth;

& if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones, cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs,
setting fire to our insides for fun, collecting names of the lovers that went wrong -the lovers that went wrong.

We are the reckless.
we are the wild youth.
Chasing visions of our futures,
one day we'll reveal the truth,
that one will die before he gets there

--Daughter, The Youth (The wild youth)


Beautiful stuff.
'Cause most of us are bitter, over someone'

Tiamo



Monday 12 March 2012

Bambi & Manson

Are a label specalising in custon-made levi-denim shorts, they describe their collection
"Bambi is the cute side with denims featuring frills, floral and fluff. Manson is the edgier side featuring Leather, Crucifix’s, studded pockets, rips and frays"


The brand has had an explosive response from other bloggers, and have made appearance into magazines such as Cosmopolitan. Even TV-reality stars, Millie Mackintosh, and Amy Childs have bought their own custom made shorts from the label.

What better time to purchase a pair, as we enter spring/summer 2012.
Priced around £50, a pair of Bambi & Mansons are essential for this seasons wardrobe (or suitcase)

My favourites...

The studded, aztech, worn-look shorts.

for more of their collection, visit http://www.bambiandmanson.co.uk/


Monday 27 February 2012

Plaits;

I love nothing more than fat messy plaits at the moment. Nothing much else to say here.



Sunday 26 February 2012

To Boddah;

Could it be. My first attempt at a fashion post? Don't be mistaken, I am no guru when it comes to style, but recent invesitgations into the world of grunge made me believe it's time for another blogpost. Or maybe it's time I stepped away from google.



Grunge is not dead. Whether the style is drifting out of sub-culture is undeniable, but it fits in tightly with the ClASH and the trend idea of embracing the effortless look; throwing things together, striving for apathy and the underachievementattitude. Grunge is the rejection of ideas that you must purchase and follow the mainstream trends. Irony being, that grunge is perhaps slipping into the main.




Kurt Cobain - Nirvana
Icon to grunge

To some, Kurt Cobain holds the torch to style of grunge, other believe to some digression, he over-shadows the culture and insist, grunge is dead. Whatever the opinion, even if you don't have one...


...the legacy of Kurt Cobain, will forever hold the stamp of grunge.

'Peace, love, empathy

I LOVE YOU,
I LOVE YOU! '

Monday 20 February 2012

Marley and me

Currently at home for a few days with an unlucky cough, forcing me to dose myself on Benylin and Covonia, which are mingin'. Even more mingin'... blowing your nose on a tissue you previously put olbas oil on - sting!

Friday 10 February 2012

Turner

England Keep My Bones. Frank Turner's album broke my heart the minute I heard it. I can not get enough of this man or his English-folk/punk music. 


He might possibly of made it to second on my list of all-time favourite artists. Just like my ultimate first, and non-mover, David Gray, his lyrics are like poetry. I don't want to write on about his music, as listening to it, is the only way to do it justice, that, and I don't have a scoob how to write music reviews. PLEASE DON'T GO MAINSTREAM FRANK. Frank Turner.

[I am disappeared LIVE]

[The Ballad of Me and My Friends LIVE]

[Reasons not to be an Idiot]