Lily White Hot

October 23rd, 2008

I am not much of a drinker. I rarely do it but when I do It’s my practice to walk home from wherever I partied so that I don’t arrive home drunk and wired… instead I’m totally sober and dead tired….

So at four in the morning on a completely deserted new york street somewhere downtown I walk into the underpass of a scaffolding. These are dimly lit paneled pedestrian tunnels and and as I rounded the corner I got the shock of my life. This angelic waif who I swear was glowing came out of nowhere and walked right past me… It’s not abnormal to have walk by encounters that stick in your head because you never did anything… but this time I did something… I turned around.

I don’t know why but she turned around as well. And well we started to talk… turns out she likes to walk off a long night just like me… We exchanged numbers and after seeing each other at fashion week functions for the rest of the week I went back to LA and we haven’t spoken since. Sounds anti climactic right… I mean I never even got to see her naked.. But I guess I won’t have to worry too much…

I say this because Lily Cole is now on the cover of Playboy…

Now Playboy is a priceless piece of our American cultural history but lets be fair… even though I spent a fair portion of my youth stealing glimpses of my grandfathers playboys (he has a complete collection I will inherit someday) I always knew that something about the fake tits and fake hair just wasn’t doin it for me. Playboy has gone from being at least culturally relevant (if not progressive) to an expose on everything horrible about modern popular culture

But before you imagine this high fashion muse intermixed with bleached blonde over-tanned college coeds and editorials on the best ed hardy gear… I want you to imagine that everything you know about the modern playboy did not exist… then imagine Jefferson Hack got to create a girly magazine. This is French Playboy.

Since I do not speak french you can guess I do NOT buy it for the articles… but that’s ok because visually this magazine rates against any glossy mag you can give me… just another reason the French are amazing.

So take it from me…

J’aime le Playboy français

Written by Zac |