i pretty much despise the show "the city," but in my moments of complete bordem, i often watch it...just to criticize it of course. not only am i disappointed they outed southside and other places i like, but their lives are just kind of pathetic. and so fake. well. since i dont want to waste anymore time on these sad characters, i guess ill share my favorite thing about the city so far:
refinerys 5 style sins of the city. here are my favorite three:
3. Wearing a "timeless" outfit to a rock concert you're not on time for: Olivia is more Bergdorf's than Beatrice, so we're willing to cut her a little slack on the fact that she does not know how to accessorize appropriately for a down-and-dirty rock concert at The Cutting Room. But she's definitely smart enough to know a white DvF blazer would not do the trick, and thus had only planned on doing multiple outfit changes to purposefully make Whitney late to her boyfriend's gig. So because we live in the real world, one in which the ability to make friends is considered a virtue and drycleaning bills make more of a dent in our wallets than they would in Olivia's shiny Chanel clutch, please: Do not be that girl who stands out from the rest of the beer-swilling crowd in a pressed-and-pristine ensemble, which is kind of the sartorial equivalent of having a giant "I Don't Belong Here" sign plastered on your forehead.
4. Making plaid the symbol of your "downtown" persona: Woe to Jay, his band, and everyone else who's somehow made plaid synonymous with American Apparel hipsters and dive bar dirtbags. If The City had a wardrobe department, which we wouldn't put past them, then we can imagine the stylist telling Jay and Co. that plaid somehow symbolizes their innate "downtownness," sort of like how Olivia's Birkin is supposed to symbolize wealth. But really, Jay, when you're talking about how hungover you are for the millionth time in that raggedy plaid button-down, you're just spoiling it for the rest of us who actually wear our checks without a side of douchebaggery.
5. Loading up on eye make-up when you know you're about to lose all your marbles: It's not that we don't appreciate a sexy smokey eye, but more that we wouldn't want it running all over our face. And yet, that seems to be exactly what our oft-wronged girl Allie seems to be fond of, because how else could you explain her penchant for wearing the darkest possible eye make-up to all her meetings with Adam, which, as we all know, inevitably ends in tears? Whether it's in Episode 6, where Allie wears raccoon eyes to MercBar, or in Episode 10, when she tells Adam she's getting her own place, Allie unfailingly lets her mascara smear all over her brokenhearted cheeks. On the upside, perhaps she's trying to convey to passerby that Adam has punched her and given her a black eye or something of the like, thereby bringing more pity to her cause.