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Rapper DRY&amp;nbsp; ist nur ein weiterer Grund für meine Vorliebe für Rap von Wati B. Leute ziehen mich sogar auf damit. Sie verstehen die Texte nicht (ich auch nicht immer), also verstehen sie nicht was ich daran finde. Mir egal, ich trage stolz meine Wati B-Bommelmütze und beschalle das ganze Haus mit den Tracks. Tôt ou Tard, das gestern erschienene Album von DRY, bestätigt mich nur in meinem Fan-Dasein. In Zeiten wo guter Rap, zumindest hierzulande, aus den Radios und von meiner Facebook-Startseite verschwunden ist, bin ich froh über Leute wie ihn.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DRY's Stil weicht ab von dem, was man von Sexion D'Assaut kennt. Weniger aufgekratzt und zuweilen entspannter. Aber natürlich dürfen auch die Miglieder des Kollektivs auf der Scheibe nicht fehlen und so komme ich in den Genuss von &lt;i&gt;Mon défault&lt;/i&gt; (Mein Fehler) - was bei mir seit dem Wochenende in Dauerschleife läuft. Davor konnte ich gar nicht aufhören &lt;i&gt;Fais tes valises&lt;/i&gt; (Pack deine Sachen) zu hören. Gut, dass ich mittlerweile das ganze Album habe, dann hören die Nachbarn zumindest etwas mehr Abwechslung durch die Wände...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Rapper DRY is yet another reason for my passion for Wati  B. People even tease me about it. They don't understand the lyrics (I  admit, I don't always do either) so they don't get why they should  listen. Whatever, I'm rocking my Wati B-bonnet with proud and make the  whole house listen to the tracks. &lt;/i&gt;Tôt ou Tard&lt;i&gt; (sooner or later), the new album of DRY,  which was released yesterday, is only reaffirming my fondness for the  label. In times where good rap disappeared from the radios and my  Facebook frontpage, I am very glad about guys like him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Opposed to what one might think, I really don't feel like his style is very similiar to that of Sexion D'Assaut. It's less... exhilarated. And a bit more relaxed. Of course the collective is not to be missed on the records and so DRY and the Sexion treat me with &lt;/i&gt;Mon défaut&lt;i&gt; (my mistake) - one of my favorite tracks that is playing on heavy rotation since last weekend. Before that, I just couldn't stop listening to &lt;/i&gt;Fais tes valises&lt;i&gt; (pack your stuff). It's a good thing that I have the whole album now. At least my neighbours will get some variety through the ceiling.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-6257277912055917794?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Die Gründer von &lt;a href="http://fonderie47.com/main.php" target="_blank"&gt;Fonderie 47&lt;/a&gt; haben eine erstaunliche Idee gefunden mit Afrikas Reichtum zu arbeiten. Entgegen der weit verbreiteten Meinung ist Afrika durchaus ein sehr reicher Kontinent. Rohstoffe wie Kohle, Erdöl, Holz, Kakao, und so verrückte Sachen wie Bauxit, Koltan und Platin - haben wir alles vergleichsweise massig. Für all die Gaben unser großzügigen Mutter Natur, die noch großzügiger verscherbelt wurden, gab's zwar kein gesundes wirtschaftliches Wachstum oder ein umfassendes Bildungssystem - aber einen Haufen Waffen.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wenn Afrika alles so viel hätte wie Maschinengewehre jedweder Couleur müsste womöglich keiner auf dem Kontinent mehr arbeiten gehen, respektive den Hungertod sterben. Laut Angaben  befinden sich allein &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/12/01/fashion/converting-ak-47s-into-jewelry.html" target="_blank"&gt;geschätzte 20 Millionen Stück&lt;/a&gt; des Modells AK-47 dort unten im Umlauf. Für einen Teil der Waffen gibt es, nachdem sie über Jahre hinweg hervorragende Arbeit geleistet haben, dieser Tage weniger Verwendung als noch vor zehn Jahren. Zum Glück - für alle Afrikaner und für Fonderie 47, dem gemeinsamen Unternehmen von Peter Thum und John Zapolski. Die Firma macht aus ausgedienten Kalaschnikows ein paar astreine Klunker. Die sind weder für meinen noch für deinen Geldbeutel erschwinglich, sehen aber ordentlich beeindruckend aus. Nachdem Bestandteile der Waffen eingeschmolzen werden, verarbeiten die Juweliere Philip Crangi und Roland Iten die Accessoires. Danach erinnert nichts mehr an das Gewehr, außer dessen Seriennummer, die in jedes Schmuckstück graviert werden.&lt;br /&gt;
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Und damit Afrikaner, aktuell vornehmlich die Bewohner des großen Kongo, noch ein bisschen mehr davon haben, dass Amerikaner mit dem dortigen Waffenlagern Schotter machen, kommen Teilerlöse der Verkäufe deren Vernichtigung zugute. Nach Angaben von Fonderie 47 wurden so bisher über 6000 Kalaschnikovs zerstört.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The founders of &lt;a href="http://fonderie47.com/main.php" target="_blank"&gt;Fonderie 47&lt;/a&gt; have developed quite an interesting idea   to work with Africas richness. Despite the common opinion Africa is   actually a very rich continent. Commodities such as coal, petroleum,   lumber, cocoa and crazy stuff like bauxite, coltan, platinum and   diamonds. We do have relatively many of those kind of materials. All   these gifts of our incredibly generous mother nature which were sold off   even more generously didn't bring sustained economic growth or a solid   education system - but tons of weapons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;If Africa had anything just as much as it posesses firearms of all  kinds  then noone would probably have to work anymore or starve to  death,  respectively. Supposedly &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/12/01/fashion/converting-ak-47s-into-jewelry.html" target="_blank"&gt;20 million of AK-47&lt;/a&gt; assault riffles are  ciculating in the continent. Some of those weapons are, after they were used  rather excessively for many years, now out of service. Which is good for  the residents and for Fonderie 47, the brand of Peter Thum and John Zapolski&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;. The company recreates the worn out  Kalashnikovs into some fine jewelry. Not that me or you could ever  afford one of those pieces, but they do look very impressive like the cufflinks above. After parts of the weapons are melted down jewellers Philip Crangi and Roland Iten transform them into accessoiries. Now nothing reminds of the rifle any longer except for its serial number that is enscribed in each piece.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;And so that Africans (as of now mostly people of the DRC) can actually have some share in the huge profits Americans are making again of the continent, some of the earnings are used for the extinction of the assault rifles. Accroding to the company over 6,000 Kalashnikovs have already been destroyed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Images: Screenshot via Fonderie 47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Analog fotografieren find ich persönlich ja spitze. Nicht weil ich so 'nen Retro-Fimmel habe. Aber ich bin ein gemütlicher Typ und nehm mir gerne Zeit. Mit einer digitalen Kamera mach ich stets wie eine Irre ein Foto nach dem anderen und muss am Ende des Tages von rund 400 Bildern 368 löschen. Und mit den restlichen fang ich trotzdem nix an. Hab ich jedoch nur ein paar Fime zur Verfügung, fotografiere ich gleich besonnener und, mit Verlaub, besser. Ich warte, taxiere, probiere mehrere Perspektiven - ich geb mir Mühe. Gibt ja auch keinen Grund zu hetzen. Meine neue Freundin, die Krähe, zum Beispiel hat erst ein Bisschen gebraucht, um warm zu werden eh sie so hübsch für mich posiert hat.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Photographing analogue is something that has really grown on me. Not because I'm particularly retro-minded. But I'm a very relaxed type of gal and love taking my time. With a digital camera I use to snap pictures like a lunatic and at the end of the day I have to sort through 400 of them from and delete the majority because they are crap. And the rest just keeps on crowding my hard-drive because I have no use for them anyway. If I only have a couple of films though, I'm photographing much smarter - and, dare I say, better. I wait, I observe, I test different perspectives - I put some effort in my work. There's no need to hurry, after all. My new friend the crow for example, needed some time first to get warm in front of my lense before she could strike poses like that.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-7364836238606865249?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Es ist nicht das erste Mal, dass ich an dieser Stelle Issever Bahri &lt;a href="http://www.theurbanmaiden.com/2011/06/rise-of-issever-bahri.html" target="_blank"&gt;lobhudele&lt;/a&gt;. Ich bin stolzer Fan des Labels von Derya Issever und Cimen Bachri. Zwei Jahres ist es her, dass ich den beiden Damen das erste Mal begegnet bin. Das war bei mir in der Hood, zwei Haustüren weiter, um genau zu sein. Dieses Mal sah ich sie nur von weitem, von den Zuschauerplätzen im Zelt am Brandenburger Tor. Machte nichts, ich hab mich gefreut wie Bolle, die Issever Bahri-Show auf der Mercedes Benz Fashion Week zu sehen. Die Klamotten waren natürlich nichts für meine Figur, wirkten jedoch wirklich ohne jeden Schnick-Schnack oder Geflatter sehr ausdrucksstark und selbstbewusst. Mädchenhaft my ass. Danke, &lt;a href="http://isseverbahri.com/start.html" target="_blank"&gt;Issever Bahri&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;It's not the first time that &lt;a href="http://www.theurbanmaiden.com/2011/06/rise-of-issever-bahri.html" target="_blank"&gt;I'm praising&lt;/a&gt; Issever Bahri on this blog. I call myself a proud fan of the label of Derya Issever and Cimen Bachri. It's been two years that I met those two ladies in my hood just two doors away, to be exact. This time I just saw them from the distance from the seatings in the fashion tent at Brandenburger Tor. It didn't matter because I was very happy to watch the show of Issever Bahri at the Mercedes Benz Fashion Week. The clothes, of course, wouldn't fit me, but they seemed bold without any whim-wham and very sophisticated. Girly, my ass. Thanks a lot, &lt;a href="http://isseverbahri.com/start.html" target="_blank"&gt;Issever Bahri&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-473940681610375749?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ganz ehrlich: Am Donnerstag war ich ein bisschen sauer auf adidas. So nett das Lokal gelegen ist, in dem die Launchparty für den Corporate Blog &lt;a href="http://www.newsfororiginalgirls.com/" target="_blank"&gt;news for orgininal girls&lt;/a&gt; stattfand... Bei Temperaturen um den Gefrierpunkt muss ich nicht 'ne Stunde im Park 'rumstehen. Auch nicht mit Blick auf Berliner Dom und die Spree. Es gab mal Zeiten da war der Begriff&amp;nbsp; "Gästeliste" eine Zauberformel wie &lt;i&gt;Alohomora&lt;/i&gt; - man sprach's und einem öffnete sich die Tür. Wenn natürlich mehr Gäste auf der Liste stehen, als in den Club passen, gibt's ein Problem. Eines vor dem ich fast kapituliert hätte, nachdem ich von Uffie fast umgeworfen wurde, als sie sich ihren Weg durch die Schlange bahnte. Gott sei dank, war auch ich &lt;i&gt;Ready to Uff&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Zunächt sei gesagt: Ich habe adidas verziehen. Alles wieder gut. Dem Vernehmen nach, hatten auch die Verantwortlichen ihre Probleme mit der Türpolitik. Oder dem Türpolitiker, also dem Mann, der sich standhaft weigerte, überhaupt jemanden hereinzulassen, nur um stets neue Gäste an sich vorbeimarschieren zu sehen. Nur uns natürlich nicht.Was macht man mit so einem Türdiktator? Das, was man mit allen Autokraten macht, man besticht sie. Ich habe Katja zu danken, dass sie diesem Napoleon einen Kaugummi geschenkt hat. Sonst könnte ich das hier jetzt nicht schreiben. Mir wären die Finger abgefallen. Drinnen war wirklich nicht viel Platz. Trotzdem gab es ausreichend Getränke (zum Aufwärmen, versteht sich). Damit hat mich adidas schon mal getröstet. Von Palina an den Turntables war ich positiv überrascht. Ich muss gestehen, ich habe mich bisher nie mit ihrer Person auseinander gesetzt. War halt immer so die eine Rothaarige da, von MTV. Bei Rye Rye hingegen war mir von vornerein klar, dass ich von ihr begeistert sein werde. DOPE!!!!!! Uffie, der drollige, rothaarige Zwerg, kam mit ihrer Entourage auf die Bühne und hat uns natürlich Pop The Glock nicht vorenthalten. Aber im Grunde hat sie nicht viel gemacht, außer mit ihren Freunden über die Bretter zu schwofen und ihren DJ die Arbeit machen zu lassen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Die Musik war wirklich ungemein gut. Calle, Katja und mir war am Ende des Abends so warm wie uns am Anfang kalt war. Wenn news for original girls so geil wird wie diese Party, das heißt mit Vielfalt glänzt und aufregend ist, ohne die Lässigkeit zu verlieren, dann zähl ich mich zu den Fans der ersten Stunde. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Honestly, I've been a little pissed at adidas on thursday. As nicely  as the club is situated where the opening party of the company's &lt;a href="http://www.newsfororiginalgirls.com/" target="_blank"&gt;new corporate blog&lt;/a&gt; took place... With temperatures around zero I don't feel  the urge to spend an hour of waiting in the park. Not even with the view  onto the Berliner Dom and the Spree. Back in the day, the term guest  list had the same effect as the spell Alohomora - you said it and they  opened the door. Of course, when there are more guests on the list than  there's actual place for them inside, than we've got a little bit of a  problem. One I almost gave up on, after Uffie knocked me over as she was pushing her way through the line of freezing invitees.  Fortunately, I, too, was Ready to Uff.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;First of all, let me just say: I forgive adidas. It's all water under the bridge.  It was pretty clear, that the people in charge had their difficulties  with the door policy, as well. Or the door-politican, the guy,  that vehemently refused to let anyone else in, while constantly new  guests kept on trespassing - besides us of course. So, what do you do with a  door-dictator like that? What you do with all autocrats, you bribe them.  I have to thank Katja, for giving that Napoleon a chewing gum.  Otherwise I probaby couldn't type this right now. My fingers would have  simply fallen off. Inside, there was indeed not a lot space to even  move. Still, there were enough drinks to keep me warm. Therefore adidas  managed to comfort me a little. Palina at the turntables had me  suprised. I have to admit: I never even dealt with what she's actually  doing, before. To me, she was always the redhead from MTV. Of course it  was pretty clear right from the start that Rye Rye would blow me away.  DOPE!!! Uffie, that cutie-pie ginger-haired dwarf, hit the stage with  her entourage Popped the Glock a little and let her DJ do the rest of the work while  she was shaking it off with her friends. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The music really was so good and Calle, Katja and I were sweating  at the end of the evening just as much as we were freezing before. If  news for original girls is going to be as awesome as that party, shining  with a variety of different topics, exciting while staying relaxed, than I count myself to the fans from the first hour.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-2148703760459549748?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mein Silvester in New York hätte unspektakulärer nicht sein können. Ich lag krank im Bett und habe mir den The Big Bang Theory TV-Marathon angesehen. In der Stadt, die niemals schläft, bin ich am New Year's Eve um kurz nach 11 eingeschlafen. Ein paar Stunden später wurde ich vom Feueralarm geweckt, den betrunkene Gäste ausgelöst haben, nachdem sie versucht hatten in Hotelzimmer einzubrechen. Bis man herausgefunden hatte wie sich das Signal abschalten lässt, sind gut 40 Minuten verstrichen. Als ich am Mittag des nächsten Tages nach Coney Island aufgebrochen bin, waren die Partygäste noch lange nicht verschwunden, aber merkbar angeschlagen. Am Ziel angekommen stolperte ich unversehens in das schönste Open-Air, das ich jemals erlebt habe. Offenbar gehörte das zum jährlichen &lt;a href="http://amusingthezillion.com/2012/01/03/record-3000-do-it-at-coney-island-polar-bear-plunge/" target="_blank"&gt;Neujahrsschwimmen&lt;/a&gt;, das ich leider verpasst habe. Menschen jedweder Couleur feierten sich, die anderen, das Leben, das danach, das neue Jahr, die Musik, die Sonne und das Meer.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;My New Year's Eve in New York City couldn't have been less spectacular. I watched the Big Bang Theory telethon, while lying sick in bed. In the city that never sleeps I actually fall asleep around 11 pm. I woke up a few hours later, though, because apparently some drunk guests set off the fire alarm after they tried to break into the hotel rooms. Until the signal went out some 40 minutes have passed. When I left for Coney Island the next day, some of these people were still around but obviously less enthusiastic than the evening before. The minute I arrived at the beach I stumbled into the best open-air party I've ever witnessed. Apparently as part of the annual &lt;a href="http://amusingthezillion.com/2012/01/03/record-3000-do-it-at-coney-island-polar-bear-plunge/" target="_blank"&gt;New Year's Day swim&lt;/a&gt;, which, unfortunately, I've missed. People of all kind were celebrating themselves, the others, life, life after, the new year, the music, the sun and the ocean. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-4899937261963133433?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Mit Mode-Events tu' ich mich meist ein bisschen schwer. Ich fühl mich oft fehl am Platz, weil ich kaum einen Schimmer habe, wovon Blogger und andere Gäste reden. Oder schlimmer: Wer sie sind. Außerdem trinke ich meistens zu viel. Die &lt;a href="http://www.fashion5.de/inside/berlin.html" target="_blank"&gt;Veranstaltung von Fashion5&lt;/a&gt;, einem neuen Online-Shop für Streetwear, im Kino Cubix wurde mir jedoch von meinen Kolleginnen versüßt. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Versteht mich nicht falsch: Getrunken habe ich trotzdem. Aber in sehr überschaubaren Mengen. Ich war zu sehr damit beschäftigt &lt;a href="http://www.style-kitchen.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Leni&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.goldenweek.de/" target="_blank"&gt;Calle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.katjusha-dawai.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Katja&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fashion-monger.de/" target="_blank"&gt;Özi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.style-roulette.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Luisa&lt;/a&gt; und anderen Bloggerinnen beim Tanzen zuzusehen. Die waren zwar nicht der Main-Act des Events, jedoch trotzdem sehr unterhaltsam. Die Models des Shops haben im Übrigen auch getanzt und das zuweilen wirklich beeindruckend. Insgesamt war ich mehr mit dem Studium der Choreographien beschäftigt, als mit den Klamotten. Die haben bei mir eher keinen bleibenden Eindruck hinterlassen, bis auf einige Pullis, die mich doch stark an &lt;a href="http://www.naketano.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Naketano&lt;/a&gt; erinnerten. Jedoch hat Fashion5 eine ziemliche Vielfalt zu recht günstigen Preisen, was wohl vor allem für jene von Vorteil ist, die nicht komplett den Streetstyle fahren, sondern damit nur gerne mal Abwechslung in ihre Garderobe bringen. Der Tag wurde gekrönt durch unseren Wettbewerb im Kondome aufblasen. Ursprünglich ein Gratisgeschenk, das an die Gäste verteilt wurde (kein Plan warum - vielleicht sollte das hip sein, 'ne Gute Sache ist es allemal), hatten wir mit den Gummis unsere helle Freude. Und genau so ein gemeinsames Herumgeflaxe mit anderen Bloggerinnen, von denen einige sehr gute Freundinnen von mir sind, sorgt dafür, dass ich nach solchen Anlässen Bauchschmerzen vor Lachen habe.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;I'm usually not so keen about fashion events. I often feel misplaced  since I mostly have no idea what guests and bloggers are talking about  or even worse who they are. Apart from that I often drink to much on these occasions. The &lt;a href="http://www.fashion5.de/inside/berlin.html" target="_blank"&gt;event of Fashion5&lt;/a&gt;, a new online shop for streetwear, at Cubix, was a pure pleasure for me though - because of my lovely colleagues.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Don't get me wrong: I still had a couple of drinks. But you know,  literally. I was too busy watching &lt;a href="http://www.style-kitchen.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Leni&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.goldenweek.de/" target="_blank"&gt;Calle&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.katjusha-dawai.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Katja&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.fashion-monger.de/" target="_blank"&gt;Özi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.style-roulette.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Luisa&lt;/a&gt;  and other bloggers showing off their dance skills. They weren't the main act but still very  entertaining. The shop's models did dance too, though, and  had me really impressed. In opposite to the clothes which is why I  decided to stick to studying the choreographies. The pieces actually  didn't strike me as something new. Some pullovers even reminded me of  the trademark designs of &lt;a href="http://www.naketano.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Naketano&lt;/a&gt;. Still, Fashion5 offers a wide  product range to affordable prices which comes in handy for people who  don't really own the streetstyle but love adding some variation to their  wardrobes. The highlight of the day was our fun competition in blowing  up condoms. Originally meant as give-aways for the guests (don't even  ask me why - it's probably considered hip, though it's always a good  thing) they were great to play around with. And that kind of goofing  around with other bloggers, of whom some are really close friends of  mine, is what causes me laughter-indicated stomachache. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-1399403684389520182?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sexion D'Assauts neuster Clip hat mittlerweile über 400.000 Klicks. Jedoch verbreiten sich Nachrichten, die französischen Rap betreffen, hierzulande weniger schnell, weshalb ich an dieser Stelle nochmal darauf aufmerksam machen will. Das Video, welches irgendwo im französischen Nirgendwo gedreht wurde, dient der Ankündigung des neuen Albums &lt;i&gt;L'Apogée&lt;/i&gt; (dt.: Höhepunkt). Dieses wird im Februar nächsten Jahres erscheinen. Am 22. Mai 2012 wird das letzte Konzert der &lt;a href="http://www.theurbanmaiden.com/2011/09/wati-by-night-sexion-dassaut-in-berlin.html#more" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i&gt;En attendant l'Apogée&lt;/i&gt;-Tour&lt;/a&gt; in Paris stattfinden. Und nun ratet, wer schon seine Karte dafür hat....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sexion D'Assauts latest clip has reached over 400.000 clicks so far.  Still, news about French rap don't travel so fast here. Therefore, I want  to introduce you to their video which was wrapped somewhere in the  middle of the French nowhere to announce the new album &lt;/i&gt;L'Apogée&lt;i&gt;. It's due february next year. The final concert of the &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theurbanmaiden.com/2011/09/wati-by-night-sexion-dassaut-in-berlin.html#more"&gt;En attendant l'Apogée&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;-tour is going down at May 22nd 2012 in Paris. And now guess who already bought her ticket....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-707954859117007780?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Nike Sneakers lassen mich&amp;nbsp;hin und wieder&amp;nbsp;vergessen, dass ich kein Mädchen mit seichtem Gemüt bin. Eines, das glaubt sein Leben würde sich in erster Linie um Mode drehen. Schuhe der mitunter umstrittenen Marke und ich teilen eine lange gemeinsame Geschichte. Und bei manchen Modellen reagiere ich zuweilen sehr irrational. Wie in diesem Fall. Es führt kein Weg daran vorbei: Ich brauche diese Schuhe. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sie machen mich zu einem besseren Menschen. Weil ich das sage. Aus Prinzip schon. Sicher kann/muss ich das Geld in andere Zwecke investieren. So banale Dinge wie Studiengebühren und Krankenversicherung zum Beispiel. Jedoch machen diese Nike Dunks einen Teil meiner Grundbedürfnisse aus. Sie sind sozusagen die Basis meiner Maslow'schen Bedürfnispyramide. Ohne die Botten hier geht also nichts. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Every now and then Nike sneakers make me forget that I'm not just another shallow girl. One that believes her life revolves first and foremost around fashion. The shoes of the brand (whose reputation&amp;nbsp;is a little controversial) and I share a long mutual history. And regarding some models in particular I tend to react a little irrational. Like in this case. There's just no way around: I need those shoes. They'll make me a better person. Because I say so. As a matter of principle. Sure I could/should spend my money on other trivial things such as tuition fees and health insurance. But you know, those Nike Dunks are part of my basic needs. And I'm talking base of my Maslow's hierarchy of needs here. Nothing goes without them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dass ich in Brügge war, ist über einen Monat her. Doch, weil diese zwei Tage so ziemlich das Einzige waren, was ich dieses Jahr an Freizeit hatte, kam ich bisher nicht dazu meine Bilder im Internet zu verbreiten. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0780536/" target="_blank"&gt;Brügge sehen.... und sterben?!&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; hat bei mir irrtümlicherweise die falsche Erwartung geweckt, in der uralten Stadt sei nichts los. Tatsächlich haben sich da allerlei Leute getümmelt. Der Großteil der Touris ist jedoch abends wieder verschwunden, es ist also erträglich. Und wenn man sich den ganzen Tag nur von Waffeln, Schokolade und Pommes ernährt, ist eh' alles entspannter. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;It's been a month since my trip to Bruges. But  since those two days were basically my only spare time during the whole year I  haven't got the chance to share my impressions yet. Watching &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0780536/" target="_blank"&gt;In Bruges&lt;/a&gt;  definitely gave me some wrong expactations about this ancient town. I firmly believed noone would bother to come here. As a matter of fact  there were actually a lot of tourists wandering around which were gone, fortunately, by  the end of the day. Anyway when you spend your time eating waffles with  wipped cream and hot raspberries, all kinds of chocolate and french  fries with the best sauce ever those people don't matter to you anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-1557119780300842940?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Wer noch nicht bei SCRATCH'N'CUT war, um Art of Interdisciplinary Remix zu feiern, sollte sich nicht von diesem kryptischen Terminus davon abhalten lassen. Interwas? habe ich mich zuerst gefragt und wären mir nicht die Namen wie Lil' Wei Wei, Tyra Banksy und Muhammad Dalí aufgefallen, hätte ich mir wohl nie die Mühe gemacht herauszufinden, worum zur Hölle es eigentlich geht.&lt;br /&gt;
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MADE (hat nix mit dem &lt;a href="http://www.theurbanmaiden.com/2011/11/made-trade-not-aid.html" target="_blank"&gt;Schmuck&lt;/a&gt; zu tun) wurde gegründet, um Kunstschaffenden verschiedener Bereiche eine Plattform zu geben, sodass neue Projekte entstehen. So hat beispielsweise der Komponist Mihalj “MIKI” Kekenj &lt;a href="http://made-blog.com/2011/07/moments-with-aloe-blacc-miki-and-jaybo-the-songs-part-16/" target="_blank"&gt;die Songs von Aloe Blacc klassisch vertont&lt;/a&gt;, wovon sich Maler Jaybo zu einem Gemälde hat inspirieren lassen. Das Ergebnis war wirklich erstaunlich und obwohl ich nicht live dabei gewesen bin, hat mich die Dokumentation total beeindruckt. SCRATCH'N'CUT ist also eine Ausstellung, in der ebenfalls die Grenzen der gängingen Kunstbereiche überschritten werden. Es geht darum den kreativen Prozess des Remixens zu zelebrieren. Den Besucher erwartet ein buntes Sammelsurium an allen möglichen Artefakten, die zweckentfremdet zusammengefügt wurden. Die auditive Kulisse ist natürlich ein Remix verschiedener Musikrichtungen, der das Sichtbare hörbar zu machen scheint. Es ist ganz verrückt, trotz der scheinbar wahllosen Ansammlung irgendwelcher Dinge, wirken die Exponate nicht wie Ramsch, der lediglich im Weg rumsteht, sondern fügen sich zusammen in eine Art psychedelisches Fantasieland. &lt;br /&gt;
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An der Konzeptionierung und Umsetzung der Ausstellung beteiligt ist übrigens Lee "Scratch" Perry, der als Koryphäe des Remix gilt. Das Künstler-Kollektiv Eclectic Method, das in seinen Shows Ausschnitte aus Musikstücken in Kombination mit Filmsequenzen in Szene setzt, ist ebenfalls dabei. Außerdem hat der Argentinier Daniel Gonzales mitgewirkt. Er ist vor allem für seine großflächige Installationen bekannt. Jonas Liveröd aus Schweden, der irgendwie alles zu Kunst verwurstet, vervollständigt das Team.&lt;br /&gt;
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Die Ausstellung hat noch bis zum 28. November geöffnet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;If you haven&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;'t been to SCRATCH'N'CUT to Celebrate The Art of  Interdisciplinary Remix yet, don't let this cofusing term keep you. Inter-what? is what I was asking  myself at first and if it weren't for names such as Lil' Wei Wei, Tyra  Banksy and Muhammad Dalí, I wouldn't have bothered to find out what the  hell these guys were talking about.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;MADE  (no resemblence to the &lt;a href="http://www.theurbanmaiden.com/2011/11/made-trade-not-aid.html" target="_blank"&gt;jewellery&lt;/a&gt;) was founded to provide artists from different disciplines with a  platform to create new projects. For example did the composer Mihalj  “MIKI” Kekenj interpret Aloe Blacc's &lt;a href="http://made-blog.com/2011/07/moments-with-aloe-blacc-miki-and-jaybo-the-songs-part-16/" target="_blank"&gt;songs into classical music  compositions&lt;/a&gt; which inspired the artist Jaybo to paint an art piece. The outcome was  truly amazing and even though I couldn't experience it live, just seeing  the documentary had me totally impressed. SCRATCH'N'CUT is an  exhbition that leaves the boundaries of the established artistic  disciplines behind. The aim is to celebrate the creative process of  remixing. Awaiting the visitor is a potpourri of various artifacts that  seem to be randomly put together. The auditory setting is of course a remix of  different musical genres which melodizes the visuals. The crazy thing  is that, despite the random and weird chaos, the exhibits don't look  displaced but seem to build a new, fantastic landscape.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Part  of the concept and the implementation was Lee "Scratch" Perry, who is  apparently by far the greatest luminary of remix. The artist duo  Eclectic Method whose shows display a mix of snippets in combination with cutscenes, also participated.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;So did the Argentinian Daniel Gonzales. He is mostly known for his extensive installation art.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jonas Liveröd, who kinda makes art out of everything, completes the team.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The exhibition is still open until the 28th November.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;SCRATCH'N'CUT - ALL REMIX EVERYTHING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;10178 Berlin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Die neue Kampagne von United Colors of Benetton soll Frieden und Liebe stiften. Grenzüberschreitend, physisch wie mental. Die Protagonisten der Plakate sind verschiedene Personen des öffentlichen Interesses wie Angela Merkel, Barack Obama, Hugo Chávez und andere. Jeder von ihnen interagiert mit einem seiner Opponenten (beispielsweise Papst Benedikt XVI. und Ahmed al-Tayyib, Imam von Kairo) durch einen Kuss. So sollen Ressentiments und Konflikte über Bord geworfen werden. Nette Botschaft, wirklich. Nur warum werde ich das Gefühl nicht los, dass UNHATE Hass schüren wird, wo es ihn eh' schon zur Genüge gibt?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vielleicht liegt es daran, dass Benetton mitunter eine sehr &lt;a href="http://www.faz.net/aktuell/wirtschaft/benetton-keine-schockerwerbung-nur-ein-bisschen-aufregung-138776.html" target="_blank"&gt;rabiate Art zu werben&lt;/a&gt; an den Tag legt. Auch frühere Kampagnen beinhalteten aktuelle politische und gesellschaftliche Themen welche in einen extremen Kontext gesetzt wurden. Etwas, das ich nicht per se für falsch halte - aber auch nicht für richtig. Denn, so wichtig es ist für Menschen zu sprechen, die missachtet werden, oder auf Missstände aufmerksam zu machen, so befremdlich kann die Nutzung solcher Themen für Modewerbung sein. Ich möchte hier nicht den Miesepeter spielen, denn natürlich stimme ich der Botschaft zu und muss auch die Gestaltung der Plakate loben. Aber ehrlich gesagt, wirkt es, als vergrätze man mit der Kampagne Leute, die eh schon angepisst genug sind. Damit rede ich nicht von den abgebildeten Politikern. Du und ich, die wir uns ganz naiv wünschen, dass einfach jeder auf der Welt sich versteht, werden UNHATE absolut wundervoll finden. Wen stört es, dass auf einem Plakat auch Benjamin Netanjahu (israelischer Ministerpräsident) und Mahmud Abbas (Palästinenserpräsident) in einen innigen Kuss versinken? Vermutlich Leute mit einem anderen Hintergrund, einem anderen Glauben und einer anderen Reihe von Werten. Diese werden vermutlich nur noch wütender, weil sie sich eh schon missverstanden und verarscht genug fühlen. Denen zu sagen, sie sollen das mit dem Hass einfach sein lassen, wird glaube ich nichts Gutes bringen. Für sie. Für Benetton schon, denn sie sind die Guten.Wieder mal. Und machen wir uns nichts vor: Den Verkaufszahlen tut es sicher auch ganz gut.&lt;br /&gt;
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Deshalb stehe ich UNHATE mit gemischten Gefühlen gegenüber. Dass zum Zwecke der Kampagenbotschaft eine &lt;a href="http://unhate.benetton.com/foundation/" target="_blank"&gt;Stiftung&lt;/a&gt; gegründet wurde, finde ich erst einmal nicht übel. Anderseits glaube ich, dass es unzählige andere Stiftungen gibt, die den gleichen Zweck verfolgen. Wird UNHATE wirksam gegen Hass und Intoleranz vorgehen (können) und Liebe über den ganzen Globus verbreiten? Für United Colors of Benetton ist das sicher der Fall. Man könnte glatt vergessen, dass es sich hier nur um eine Firma handelt, die teure Kleidung verkauft.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The new UNHATE campaign of Benetton is aiming to spread a message of peace and love across borders, physically and mentally. The protagonists of Benetton posters are different persons of political interest such as Angela Merkel, Barack Obama, Hugo Chávez and more. Each of them interacting with a direct opponent (for instance pope Benedikt XVI. and Ahmed al-Tayyib, Imam of Cairo) through a kiss. Thus, ressentiments and conflicts between the two parties should be thrown overboard. It is a nice message, indeed. But why do I feel like UNHATE is more likely to further the hate of certain people than abandoning it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Maybe it's because I remember the previous &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/special_report/1999/02/99/e-cyclopedia/611979.stm" target="_blank"&gt;stunts of Benetton in advertising&lt;/a&gt;. Earlier campaigns also included current political and social issues which were put in an extrem context. Something I wouldn't necessarily consider wrong - nor right. Because as important as it is to speak up where people are being mistreated or tragedies are ignored, as bewildering the use of those topics to promote fashion can be. I don't want to be the party pooper here, since I deeply agree with the message of UNHATE and I give the advertisers props for the design of the campaign posters. But frankly, the new campaign also seems to just piss people off who are already mad enough anyway. And I'm not talking about the politicians that are displayed. You and I whom we naively want people from all around the world to just get along with each other may find UNHATE absolutely pretty. Who cares if even Benjamin Netanjahu (Prime Minister of Israel) and Mahmud Abbas (President of Palestine) share an intimate kiss on one of the campaign posters? You know, just people who just happen to have another background with a different set of beliefs who already feel misunderstood and constantly made fun of. Telling them to just stop hatin' won't probably do any good. For them. For Benetton it will, because they appear as the good guys in that - once again. And it probably won't hurt the sales figures, either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt; So, I really don't know how I feel towards UNHATE. I do appreciate the &lt;a href="http://unhate.benetton.com/foundation/" target="_blank"&gt;foundation&lt;/a&gt; that was founded for the cause to erase the hate that's burning in people's minds all over the world. Also, I believe there are uncountable organizations that work towards the same goal. Will UNHATE help reducing hate and injustice and spread love around the globe? It will certainly do for United Colors of Benetton. One might even forget that at the end of the day they are still a company who sells expensive clothes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Images via Benetton &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"BerberBags" von ABURY sind mittlerweile kein Geheimtipp mehr. Die Taschen, die von Näherinnen in der Region um Marrakesch gefertigt werden, sind in vielen Modeartikeln und Blog-Beiträgen zu sehen. Ich persönlich freue mich über jedes Unternehmen, dessen Marken und Produkte wichtige Projekte wie den Brunnenbau in Trockenregionen oder Bildungsinitiativen unterstützen. Leider hat mir unter den Taschen von ABURY bisher keine so zugesagt, dass ich solche Summen dafür bezahlen würde. &lt;a href="http://www.abury.net/de/" target="_blank"&gt;Der Taschenkonfigurator&lt;/a&gt; aber, der jetzt zur Vorweihnachtszeit Kunden locken soll, hat irgendwie was.&lt;br /&gt;
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Allein das Wort ist schon der Knaller, wird jedoch getoppt durch Bezeichnungen wie ABURY-Berber-iPad-Bag. Sag' das einer 10 mal schnell hintereinander! Würde ich ein iPad besitzen, was mit Blick auf mein Konto, meine Studiengebüren und meine Schulden bei Mutti, in den nächsten fünf Jahren nicht passieren wird, käme so eine ABURY-Tasche durchaus für mich in Frage. Es stehen drei Muster zur Auswahl und elf Farben für das Leder. Das Garn mit dem die iPad-Tasche dan bestickt wird, kann man sich ebenfalls aussuchen. Außerdem kann die Tasche auch mit Initialien versehen werden. Ein schönes Geschenk ist das auf jeden Fall, trotzdem würde ich so einen Betrag wohl nur für mich selbst ausgeben. Wer wie ich kein iPad, dafür aber Design-Ambitionen hat, kann sich immernoch eine Clutch gestalten lassen.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;ABURY's "Berberbags" aren't exactly an insider anymore. The various  bags, that are crafted by sewers around the Marrakech region, are  covered in just as many fashion articles and blog posts. Personally, I  always love when company's brands and products support some important  projects such as building wells in dry countrysides or promoting education. Unfortunately, I don't love ABURY's bags so much that I  would spend these amounts of money on them. Anyway, the new so-called  "&lt;a href="http://www.abury.net/de/" target="_blank"&gt;bag configurator&lt;/a&gt;" which is supposed to lure in costumers now that  christmas is coming up, defnitely has its appeal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Just the name as such is exhilerating, and the term  ABURY-Berber-iPad-Bag is even the cherry on top. I dare you to say that  fastly ten times in a row! If I had an iPad, which, considering my bank  account balance, my university fees and the money I owe my mom, won't be  happening in, say, the next five years, I'd defnitely think about such  an ABURY bag. You can choose between three patterns, eleven different  color shades and several yarns. There's even the possibility to stamp in  your initials. With a present like that, you'll absolutely leave a bold  impression. However, the price is something I'd probably pay just for  myself. If you don't have an iPad either, but some creative ambitions instead, you can still design your own clutch.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Made macht Shopping relevant. Denn trotz weit verbreiteter Überzeugung ist haufenweise Geld für Mode und Schmuck auszugeben selten wirklich nötig. Schon allein weil die Ausbeute oft völlig missachtet in den Tiefen der Schränke und Kommoden verschwindet. Der Reiz des begehrten Stücks ist nach der Bezahlung nicht mehr der selbe. Doch was wenn wir wissen, dass unser Kauf einen anderen, höheren Wert als den des Preises hat?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Made ist ein Unternehmen, dass Accessoires verkauft, die in Nairobi hergestellt werden und kurbelt damit die dortige Wirtschaft an. Die rund 100 Mitarbeiter verdienen einen fairen Lohn, der ihnen auf ihr eigenes Konto eingezahlt wird. Außerdem bekommen sie Wohn- und Reisezuschüsse, eine warme Mahlzeit am Tag und arbeiten in einer sicheren Arbeitsatmosphäre mit gleichen Aufstiegschancen. Getreu dem Leitmotiv: Trade not aid! Made beschreibt sich selbst in erster Linie als Modelabel, dessen Fokus jedoch darauf liegt, den Handel in Afrika zu unterstützen und zu verbessern. Aus diesem Grund wurde Made Africa gegründet. Die Organisation arbeitet eng mit den Einheimischen zusammen und kooperiert darüber hinaus mit anderen NGOs. Made Africa organisiert Bildungsinitiativen für die Menschen aus benachteiligten Regionen. Durch Workshops soll zum einen Bildung, zum anderen eine berufliche Basis für die Einwohner geschaffen werden. Aktuell arbeitet die Organisation ebenfalls in Nairobi. Wer helfen will, &lt;a href="http://www.made.uk.com/shop/category/made-africa/page-1/" target="_blank"&gt;kauft in der Made Africa Shopping-Sektion ein&lt;/a&gt;. Alle Erlöse gehen an die Organisation. Leider gibt es in dieser Sparte nur drei Stücke. Die anderen Kollektionen sind jedoch umfangreicher. &lt;br /&gt;
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Made wird unter anderem bei Topshop und ASOS vertrieben. Es kann aber auch auf der Webseite geordert werden.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;It's companies like Made that make shopping relevant. Because  despite common sense spending huge amounts of money on fashion and  jewellery is almost never as important as one might think. Espacially  since your bargains and hauls often land directly and unregarded in the  black holes that are your closets and dressers. The allure of a new  piece isn't the same anymore once you bought it. Would you worship your  new wardrobe items more if you now that your purchase really mattered?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Made is a company that sells accessoiries manufactured in  Nairobi, Kenya and thus contributes to its economy. Their employees receive a fair salary deposited into their own accounts. The workers get housing- and travel allowances and a hot meal per day. Furthermore, they work in an athmosphere that provides equal opportunities. Pursuing the  guideline of "Trade not aid!" the company describes itself first and  foremost as a fashion label - with a focus on contributing to the  improvement of African trade. That goal in mind Made Africa was founded.  The organization works closely with the locals and other  NGO's. Made Africa concentrates on providing educational intitiatives in  deprived areas. Their workshops should do both, create literacy and further  education and also promote a professional base for the local's  businesses. Currently, Made Africa is also situated in Nairobi. If you  guys want to support the organization you can &lt;a href="http://www.made.uk.com/shop/category/made-africa/page-1/" target="_blank"&gt;shop in the extra section  of made's online shop&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;All earnings from that section go to made  Africa. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; Unfortunately, you can only chose between three pieces  at the moment (who look fabulous anyway). The other collections are a  little broader.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOWmLwTFDNo/TnkFeAH4XrI/AAAAAAAABzs/3LXebP88ytg/s1600/Maska.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NOWmLwTFDNo/TnkFeAH4XrI/AAAAAAAABzs/3LXebP88ytg/s640/Maska.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Caution: The writer of the following text is infected with highly contagious Wati-B-Fever and therefore currently out of her mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;This show caused some serious brain damage on me. Since last Saturday I'm listening to no other music than Sexion D'Assaut. I keep on looking for new tour dates frenetically, watch every single video of them out there and can't decide which color my &lt;a href="http://www.wati-boutique.com/34-casquettes-wati-b-sexion-assaut" target="_blank"&gt;basecap from the label Wati B&lt;/a&gt; should have. Sexion D'Assaut assaulted my mental integrity - in a good way. Merci beaucoup Black Mesrimes, Maître Gims, Maska, Lefa, Barack Adama, Doumams, L.I.O. Petrodollars, JR O Chrome and DJ HCue. Come back to Berlin soon!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seitdem ich das erste Mal Lana Del Rey's Video Games gehört habe, wuchs meine Begeisterung für die Newcomerin exponentiell. Um ihren Stil zu beschreiben, fehlt mir das hochtrabende Musik-Vokabular, aber lasst mich eines festhalten: Lana Del Rey macht Lieder, die nach mehrfachem Hören sogar noch besser werden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Die Stimme, die Komposition, das Melodram lassen mich in guten, alten, großen Zeiten schwelgen, wie man sie sich allgemein vorstellt. Ihr Aussehen tut ihr übriges. Kein Wunder, dass alle die Sängerin aus New York, vormals Lizzy Grant, auf allen Kanälen hypen. &lt;a href="http://www.eventim.de/tickets.html?affiliate=TUG&amp;amp;fun=search&amp;amp;action=search&amp;amp;doc=search%2Fsearch&amp;amp;detailadoc=erdetaila&amp;amp;detailbdoc=evdetailb&amp;amp;kudoc=artist&amp;amp;sort_by=score&amp;amp;sort_direction=desc&amp;amp;fuzzy=yes&amp;amp;suchbegriff=lana+del+rey"&gt;Eventim&lt;/a&gt; zum Beispiel beschreibt sie als Amerikas nächste Stil-Ikone. Und jetzt stellt euch das mal vor: Del Rey ist in ein paar Wochen hier in Berlin am Start - und ich kann nicht hin. Denn Menschen kriegen Kinder, und davor eine Babyparty, die ich in diesem Fall organisiere. Manchmal frage ich mich warum ich so sozial bin, wenn alles was ich im Grunde tun will ist, nichts tun und Mucke hören.&lt;br /&gt;
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EDIT: &lt;a href="http://www.eventim.de/lana-del-rey-tickets-berlin.html?affiliate=EVE&amp;amp;doc=artistPages/tickets&amp;amp;fun=artist&amp;amp;action=tickets&amp;amp;key=648246$1674903"&gt;Das  Konzert wurde auf den 14.11.11 verschoben.&lt;/a&gt; Aber es gibt keine Karten mehr.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeVhBYDQ5eA/TmaQiN5mrtI/AAAAAAAABzI/fsqraU8nfOw/s1600/Lana_del_Rey_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="572" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CeVhBYDQ5eA/TmaQiN5mrtI/AAAAAAAABzI/fsqraU8nfOw/s640/Lana_del_Rey_.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Ever since I first heard Video Games my rapture for newcoming artist Lana Del Rey just kept on growing. She truly makes songs that get better the more often you hear them. Same for her videos like Video Games and Kinda Outta Luck - I just don't get tired of watching them. This voice, the composition and the melodram carry you away, back to good old big times as we imagine them. Her looks don't hurt, either. No wonder former Lizzy Grant from New York is hyped on every channel. Obviously she's the next big thing. And now imagine that: Del Rey is hitting town in a few weeks and I can't make it to the show. Because people get kids, and before that, they get baby showers - thrown by me. Sometimes I ask myself why I have to be so social when all I wanna do is doing nothing and listening to my jam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;EDIT: &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eventim.de/lana-del-rey-tickets-berlin.html?affiliate=EVE&amp;amp;doc=artistPages/tickets&amp;amp;fun=artist&amp;amp;action=tickets&amp;amp;key=648246$1674903"&gt;The show was delayed to 14.11.2011&lt;/a&gt;. Tickets are sold out though.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lana del Rey&lt;br /&gt;
Roter Salon&lt;br /&gt;
14.11.2011&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lange ist es nicht her, dass Streetwear sehr eindeutige Assoziationen hervorgerufen hat. Streetwear = gleich zu große Hosen und schräg sitzende Basecaps = Bling-bling behängte Rapper mit Nutten auf dem Schoß. Wer versucht hat den Style zu adaptieren, ohne sich selbst im Dunstkreis von Rap und Black Music zu bewegen, oder zumindest leidenschaftlicher Fan zu sein, wanderte auf einem schmalen Grat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Erst gestern habe ich einen jungen Mann gesehen, der von oben bis unten in babyblau gekleidet, überdimensionale &lt;a href="http://www.def-shop.com/M%C3%A4nner/Hosen/Jogginghosen/"&gt;Sweatpants&lt;/a&gt; mit dazu passender Hoodie-Jacke trug. Bei 24 Grad Außentemperatur. Er hätte locker als Clown durchgehen können. Dieser Versuch sich den Streetstyle anzueignen, ging leider in die zu groß geratene Hose. Was war schief gelaufen?   &lt;a href="http://www.def-shop.com/"&gt;Streetwear&lt;/a&gt; ist ein bisschen mehr als eine Ansammlung weiter Klamotten, Caps der amerikanischen Baseballmannschaften und bunten Turnschuhen. Sie ist ein Lifestyle. Warum sah dieser Bursche, der vor der Kaufhalle rumlungerte, so lächerlich aus? Weil er eben wirkte als hätte er keinen blassen Schimmer von dem was er verkörpern will. Würde ich von jetzt auf gleich in voller Punk-Montur herum laufen, würde das auch minder authentisch wirken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Trotzdem: Streetwear diskriminiert nicht, im Gegenteil. Halbstarke  Jugendliche im Kongo tragen den gleichen Style wie Lil' Wayne. Sie ist die Mode von den unterschiedlichsten Menschen auf der ganzen Welt, unkompliziert und vielseitig. Und vor allem nicht mehr so "Ghetto" wie manche glauben sie in Erinnerung zu haben. Der Style wird gerade deshalb immer präsenter, weil Streetwear etwas lockerer geworden ist. Wie, noch lockerer? Ganz genau: Kombiniert wird mittlerweile mit den Disco-Klamotten der Achtziger, High Fashion-Teilen oder mit Surfer-Looks. Ein auffälliges&lt;a href="http://www.def-shop.com/Frauen/Oberteile/Shirts/"&gt; Print-Shirt&lt;/a&gt; zum eleganten Blazer? Na aber natürlich! Ähnlich wie wir statt Sekt oder Selters einfach beides nehmen, heißt es mittlerweile: Erst High Heels, dann High Tops (wie die knöchelhohen &lt;a href="http://www.def-shop.com/M%C3%A4nner/Schuhe/Sneaker/"&gt;Old School Sneaker&lt;/a&gt; auch genannt werden). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Das Schattendasein in Hip Hop-Sphären hat diese Mode definitiv hinter sich gelassen. Und auch wenn das Musikgenre meiner Meinung nach eher vor sich hindümpelt, kann man sich nach wie vor an den Looks erfreuen, die man von Public Enemy, dem Prinz von Bel-Air und Timberland kennt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good. Lord. I like this. A lot. Orange leather, huh? That's certainly  new. Makes me think of handbags first. Okay, there are a few wrinkles. But damn, you look hot, Blake Lively!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Die Taschen von &lt;a href="http://www.rosiesarmoire.co.uk/"&gt;Rosie's Armoire&lt;/a&gt; sind unter anderem Grußkarten und anderer Korrespondenz aus fremden Landen nachempfunden und so nostalgisch, das mir beim Ansehen ganz schwer um's Herz wird. Kitsch ist nicht zwingenderweise mein Fall, aber allein die Idee finde ich schon großartig. Hinzu kommt, dass Briefe und Postkarten aus alten Zeiten eine Rarität sind. Und ich hab gern Sachen, die niemand anderes hat. Neben den Taschen gibt es noch allerlei Schnickschnack, darunter auch dieses tolle Tagebuch.&lt;br /&gt;
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Rosie's Armoire bedeutet so viel wie Rosie's Garderobe, womit Designerin Helen Ashworth dem verblichenen Familienhund ein kleines Denkmal setzt. All die&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/people/RosiesArmoire"&gt; feilgebotenen Produkte&lt;/a&gt; sind von ihr und ihrer Familie in Lacashire handgefertigt und erinnern mich daher sehr an das Interieur alter Cottages.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Laying in bed, snuffling and shivery, is always a miserable matter.  In my case though, it's the first chance I get in weeks to just be alone  with my thoughts, imaging which places in the world I would rather be  at right now. Despite Rio, Zanzibar, Tahiti and Mauritius are being very  unrealistic choices, there's is still some litle Wanderlust to go.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The purses of Rosie's Armoire are inspired by postcards and other  correspondence from abroad and so nostalgic it makes me all wistful.  Kitsch is usually not exactly my cup of tea, but the idea is amazing.  Anyhow, postcards and letters are rare nowadays and I love having things noone else has. Apart from the purses there  is a lot of other lovely stuff, such as this beautiful journal.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Rosie's Armoire basically means "Rosie's wardrobe" a resemblence to the late family dog of designer Helen Ashworth. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/people/RosiesArmoire"&gt;All the products&lt;/a&gt; are handcrafted by Helen and her family in Lancashire and therefore remind me of old cottages' interior.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't know if I could walk in those shoes but i could kill for them&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-371962140529675396?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An der Grenze zu Lichtenberg lebend, hat sich in meinem Kopf ein bestimmtes Bild der Marke Quiksilver manifestiert: Bemuskelte, solariumgebräunte Volltrottel mit knallbunten Quiksilver-Shirts und nicht dazu passenden Rucksäcken derselben Marke. Sagen wir so: Schön ist was anderes. Und sagen wir so: Die Mädels sahen nicht großartig anders aus.Vielleicht weniger muskulös. Obwohl...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wie auch immer, auf ein mal stoße ich auf sowas hier und stelle fest: Huch, das sieht ja richtig gut aus!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Für heimliche Verehrer: Ihr dürft mir das hier schenken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CrEhOqqCR7k/TiXVaeypC2I/AAAAAAAABwk/1bmrW5LJCHg/s1600/Quiksilver_Printed_Shirt_Cubism.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CrEhOqqCR7k/TiXVaeypC2I/AAAAAAAABwk/1bmrW5LJCHg/s1600/Quiksilver_Printed_Shirt_Cubism.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;For secret admirers: You may buy me this one here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Living alongside the border to Berlin-Lichtenberg a firm picture of Quiksilver established itself in my mind. The picture of muscled, fake tanned dickheads wih bold colored Quiksilver shirts and un-matching backpacks. Also from Quiksilver. Let's just say it wasn't pretty. And let's just say the girls sporting this brand didn't look much different. Maybe not so muscled though. Well, sometimes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;However, lately I found these looks and came to realize that they look actually really good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.quiksilver.com/shop/index.jsp?categoryId=3061434"&gt;via &lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;So-called  "Outfit-posts" are usually not what you get to see here. But after my  H&amp;amp;M delivery arrived duely to grandma's birthday yesterday I got so excited. The dress included  totally reminded me of my Pocahontas costume back in kindergarten, which  is why I just had to brag about it. Exactly like I did with my costume  back then.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7304172867739501945-8193695559148712149?l=www.theurbanmaiden.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never  knew where to put Blacky Dress. Not because of the clothes. I didn't  even look at those. Simply because the name of the label was so  bewildering, I just ignored the whole thing. Than I watched the show  during Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Berlin and Blacky Dress got me  convinced. Not necessarily by the name - but most definitly by the  dresses.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I  can't help myself, somehow the line reminds me of the orginal Charlie's  Angels. So relaxed with a subtle glam. Without a lot of frills but with&amp;nbsp;  flowing shapes and intense colors. Aspecially the shinyblazer and the pink pants. To die for!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Also gebe ich mich mit ein bisschen vermeintlicher, ethnischer Vielfalt keineswegs zufrieden. Mit ein paar "Quoten-Exoten" ist es nicht getan. So lange mir hier niemand einen nachvollziehbaren Grund nennen kann, warum die drei einzigen farbigen Models der Giambattista Valli-Show als Raubkatzen über den Catwalk stöckeln, denke ich statt an Couture an Kolonialismus, statt an Herrlichkeit an Herrenrasse und statt an Opulenz an Obszönität.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Haute Couture Shows in Paris. Those are something we associate great things with. They are magnificent, they are opulent. A superlative event. Still, I'm f mad at Giambattista Valli. Before you guys roll your eyes: This isn't a cuddle-blog. Of course I have something to complain about. Others might want to adulate high fashion-designers, but I don't want to be fooled.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Which is why I certainly won't be pleased with a little alleged ethnical diversity. A few "quota exotics" won't help a lot. As long as noone can explain to me understandably, why the three single coloured models of the Giambattista Valli-Show have to walk the runway as wildcats, I will think of colonialism instead of couture, of master race instead of magnificence and of obscenity instead of opulence.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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