9.30.2008

Whuuuut? | NY Times Magazine "Class Acts" Fashion Spread

Not quite sure what to make of this New York Times Magazine CLASS ACTS spread, only that in inspires us to imagine an alternate crew of academic pin-up models who aren't quite as white, tenured and Ivy-league. Or at least only one of those categories. View this in light of last night's elbow-patched, hard-drinking, Beat [poet]-loving, and irritating English professor on Gossip Girl, who's coaching "lonely boy," Dan Humphreys how to get into Yale English as an undergrad. Dan also makes a joke about affirmative action comparing himself (Brooklyn boy on a prep-school scholarship, with a rock star dad), to "Pacific Islanders," broadly defined. Again, "whuuuuuuut?"

Click on Taussig to peep the rest of the fashion show. (Thanks to Kangagi and Kate Fortmueller for alerting us to this spread):

4 comments:

J Frank Parnell said...

Why are you watching Gossip Girl at all?

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