Friday, July 31, 2009

Pootie Tang:Dissected



Oh you aint heard about Pootie Tang? Well, you better get to know, motherfucker! It changed our lives and probably inspired us to create this blog. Actually, that's a lie, but it's still a confusingly spectacular movie. In fact, this guy liked it so much, he wrote a thesis on it.

Check it out here.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

M.I.A. has something new to say for Mishka via Major Lazer


M.I.A has a new verse on Major Lazer's mixtape for Mishka. We haven't bothered to listen to it yet, but apparently 'it rules'. Rumour also has it that if you listen hard enough, you can hear her baby (who some cruel individuals have said is cross-eyed. Hey, he's probably just not used to camera's!) farting in the background. Whatevas.

What's more important is the fact that he's sporting a mean one-piece designed by HOH. Is little Ikhyd stylin or what?!

Spotted @ Pitchfork

Supreme x Boobs






A lot of people think we hate Supreme, which is kinda understandable, but we really don't. We're fans of their early tees and collaborations. And they share our love for boobs. Particularly ones that belong to Asian porn stars.

Photographer Kenneth Capello really showcased the true essence of modern day cleavage with his grainy Polaroids. They're almost a work of art.

Click here for more shots/info.

Spotted @ Hypebeast

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Doin It x Movida Launch 29.07.09



The last time we went to a club in central London, we spent most of the time arguing with the bouncers about 'whose list we were on' and why we 'weren't wearing shoes'. When we finally got in, the drink prices were like monthly mortgage payments and the music was akin to a 'Now Thats What I call Dance' CD launch party.

Thank God our friends from Doin It have hooked up with club Movida to bring you a weekly party which is totally free for Doin It party goers, drinks won't be the same as your rent and the music is cool. This girls bro is DJing.

Click here for more info.

8 possible reasons why Beyonce’s sister cut off all her hair


Twitter and a lot of black women who think not wearing a ton of weave is sacrilegious, went crazy when Beyonce sister cut all her hair off the other the week. Here are eight reasons why she probably did it.


1.The music industry is run by men. What better way to go toe-to-toe with a man, than to look like one of them?


2.Well, Beyonce made ‘If I Were a Boy’ so we’re guessing she took the song’s title a bit too literally.


3.Who needs all that hair getting in your face when you’re doing important stuff like e-mailing your label to see how many records you didn’t sell today?


4.If I was Beyonce and my sister had better and realer hair than me, I’d cut that shit off while she was sleeping, too.


5.Having less hair makes you more aerodynamic, which means that it’ll be easier to run away from all your crazed fans invading your personal space, begging to take pictures with you. (In your dreams, Beyonce’s sister! Roffle)

6.Most artists careers are defined by how triumphant their hair is, so a botched clean shave means…well, it’s pretty obvious what it means, isn't it?

7.Does anyone still care about ‘chopping & screwing’ rap songs anymore? Not really, but Beyonce’s sisters barber is obviously a fan.


8.I dunno, I guess she just felt like doing it. Who gives a fuck.


Words: Slasha Fleece

Sunday, July 26, 2009

How to be a presenter on T4 (or any other show aimed at the 'yoof' market)




Being on TV is one of the sweetest rides on the planet. If you’re smart, you’ll not only end up getting everything for free – such as clothes, clubnights and unprotected sex – but, you’ll also be noticed by at least a handful of people everytime you go out. This may not sound that important to most of you reading this, but to presenters – who are special and important and Godly, it’s damn near The Holy Grail of show-business.

The best place for any young and aspiring presenter to be is T4. Where else could you showcase your ‘edgy’ sense of humour, sarcastic banter and uniquely bang ‘on-trend’ sense of style?


Before you start hiking on the T4 trail to superstardom, you’ve got to get yourself a family member who works in the industry or knows a lot of people who do. You may be thinking to yourself ‘but what if I don’t have one? Well, you gotta find one, honey! Have you ever given a blowjob to a guy you just met just because he might know the producer for an upcoming sketch show who may or may not be looking for a size 6 female with a blunt fringe for an upcoming scene in said show? If not, you’d better get used to it because that’s how you’re gonna get your big break. It’s a well know fact that swallowing a stranger’s sperm makes you family.

Next up, you’ve got to get a haircut that makes you stand out from the crowd. Look for a style that you haven’t seen anyone one else with on TV. Failing that, you could just be black, which is bound to help you stand out, right? Or even better, be some sort of mixed-race, because then you’d appeal to at least two or three races at once. Bonus!



The main thing to remember when presenting to 16-25 year-olds who are hungover/coming down from all the alcohol and drugs that they took the night before, is that they don't want to see someone who looks too excited about their job. Be laid back. Kinda like The Fonz. look enthusiastic, but have an air of 'I could do this job in my sleep, in fact I would rather be sleeping right now, so fuck you' about you. Kids love that shit.

Please remember that having a family link in the industry or special hair or extra melanin are not substitutes for personality. You’re still gonna need to throw semi-witty barbs against ex-Big Brother housemates and the occasional Hollywood celeb. Practise talking with strangers on public transport. If you can spark up a conversation with a middle-aged tramp who smells of urine, then The Saturday’s should be a pushover.

Talking of personality, ‘likeability’ is word that you’ll hear a few times out of the mouths of important people who will decide whether or not your stupid little face will ever make it onto TV. Likeability basically means the frequency in which girls and boys will want to fuck you. A high ‘likeabilty factor’ is important, because if people want to have sex with you, they’ll be much more likely to tune into whatever crap (ie Friends/Hollyoaks) you’re presenting. Likeability is almost impossible to work on if you don’t posses it, because with all honesty, you can’t buy sex appeal. Sorry, Miquita.


Words: Donald Crunk and Paula Pashmina

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Titty Titty Bang Bang



While browsing through the latest issue of i-D at my local newsagents, I came across not one, but two (yes, two!) of Lily Allen’s naked breasts. After putting my Blackberry camera to good use, I started thinking ‘what if they slipped out of her top during the shoot and nobody bothered to tell her? Was this a case of nth degree nip slippage? But then it hit me - it was an ‘artsy’ spread, so naked boobies are cool. Yay! It’s not like it was Nuts or Zoo mag or anything. Wouldn’t it be great if more ywf (young white female) pop-stars got their tits out in the name of fashion? I’ve always wondered what Katy Perry or Taylor Swift would look like naked. Maybe Jeremy Scott could style their crotch hairs. Then we could put that in the first print issue of Styleslut, which is bound to be a reality at some point, right? (rofl)


Words: Big Daddy Drain

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

If we were friends with Skateboard P on Facebook and this was his new profile pic, we'd send him a msg that went a little bit like this




Hey Pharrell! You do know that the two gay cowboys eventually got it on in Brokeback, right? What was that - you say that's the look you were going for? S-w-e-e-t.

Oh and from this day forward, we shall only refer to you as 'Brokeback P'. Cool? Cool.

Pic spotted @ Late Boots.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Why I Love 'Hate E-Mails'



The internet is an amazing place. Mainly because it allows overweight and ugly people to send me e-mails describing a) how badly they want to stick inanimate objects up my vag or b) hit me over the back of my head with a sock full of rusty nails if and when they see me in a club. It’s great though, I fucking love it. I always craved attention as a child, so knowing that somebody has taken five minutes out of their day to send me a badly written piece of online vitriol makes my belly feel all warm and fuzzy.

223hate@gmail.com is one of my favourite haters at the mo. Not just because he/she allows me to actually say the phrase ‘one of my favourite haters’ like I’m a rapper accepting a gold turd at the B.E.T awards or something, but also because they send me at least three e-mails a week, which is more than my ex-boyfriend ever sent. I actually look forward to reading them now.

Here’s one that I received the other day:

You slut. You fucking ho slut bag. Your blog is shit. You’re fucking shit. When are you gonna hurry up and die?


Short and sweet, huh? Hey 223hate, call me sometime! I wanna hear your voice!

Words: Paula Pashmina
Pic: Ellis Scott

Thursday, July 16, 2009

So like, what's REALLY in Freeway's beard?


It's been discussed for almost a decade now, but many people are still puzzled as to what exactly lays within washed-up rapper Freeway's beard. Legend has it that he once housed, fed and cleansed a three month old African-American child in his beard for Madonna during the early noughties, but insiders say that the baby mysteriously died of 'weed-related complications'. People dying from inhaling too much weed is news to us, but we guess babies lungs just aren't built like that.

Words: Kill Yousef

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

R.I.P Dash Snow



Infamous NY based artist Dash Snow passed away yesterday from a suspected drug overdose. As one of the founders of NY's legendary IRAK graf crew and creator of pieces such as 2005's 'Fuck The Police', which featured Dash's dried semen over a selection of Newspaper headlines centered around police corruption, Dash will be sorely missed.





Check out Complex magazines look back at some of Dash's best work here.

Angela Boatwright Site Relaunches



Vice regular and Styleslut favourite Angel Boatwright recently relaunched her website, which has now been updated with her amazing photography work. Check it out here.



Jay Hova x Angela Boatwright circa 1998.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Stuck off the Realness




Cieron Magat is the creative mind behind the intriguing ‘Back II Life’ and ‘Shot On Mixtape’ DVD’s - which both feature short doco’s, interviews and musical performances. He first caught our attention when he released the ‘Back II Life’ DVD for free through a handful of cornershops. We gave him a shout to find out what inspires him and what he thinks about porn.


What was your thinking behind giving away some of the early DVD’s through newsagents?

It just fitted with the whole 'Back 2 Life" concept. I couldn’t be arsedto deal with trendy shops and all their red tape. I just thought I'd rather deal with the guys in the newsagents, rather than trendy shop workers. Shotting them through newagents added to the raw idea. I liked the fact that all these people were picking up this arty mixtape from the same spot they buy their loo roll and confectionary.



What’s been your aims/goals for the DVD’s?

For people to re-engage with the everyday and start to understand that something being ‘hype’ doesn’t make it ‘good’. I've always liked the idea of time capsules and archiving, so I see the DVD's as an extension of that. Something you can keep that says something about the time and place of when it was made.


Who’s been the most interesting person to film?

Mickey. He lives on the ground floor of some sterile looking flats in West London. He spends his time dressing his porch in beautiful plants and flowers. He spoke about his front garden and his new plants like an excited kid with his latest Footlocker purchase. His presentation of his
porch was his swagger and really summed up the whole vibe of what I'm into - celebrating and recognising the everyday as being as creatively worthy and full of style and expression as a new T-shirt, pair of trainers, bullshit club night or a 'what's hot and what's not" blog.





What do you think about London creative scene at the moment?

Its pretty shallow and hype driven. There are people out there doing stuff that I’m into, but the biggest self promoters, and the ones who get the most attention, tend to be the ones with the most un-original output . You've got to wade through a lot of shit to get to the people doing good stuff. It's sad that the creative scene has turned into a popularity contest where who you know has higher value than what you produce.

Do you think the rise in popularity of free online porn will eventually
make the porn DVD non-existent?

No, there's something right and life affirming about walking into a shop, browsing the shelves, asking the cracked out porn shop assistant what's good and going home to watch your purchase, then display it on your bookshelf.

What do you think are the three important core elements of a good porn star?

All four limbs, no tonsils and imperfections.

What kind of imperfections?


A spotty arse.

Do you think all porn stars go to hell?

No, I reckon they go to the heaven in Tupac's 'I ain't mad at cha"
video.

jamhot.tv


'Back II Life' and 'Shot On' are available to buy here

Words: Dame Gash

Saturday, July 11, 2009

All girls want to fuck their Dads



Teenagers hate any and everything the world throws at them. Teenage girls being the most jaded of the two sexes. But once that little girl is out of her terrible teens, the first revelation she’s gonna have is that her Dad was fucking amazing at guiding her into womanhood. How could you not love someone who’s vigorously defended any threat to your livelihood, wallet or hymen for the past 18 years?


So now your breasts have reached their maximum cuppage, you’ve realized how much weight your vagina holds in ‘the battle of the sexes’ and you don’t have a crush on Russell Brand anymore, you’re gonna want to settle down and get into a serious relationship. What better blueprint for your future husband than the man who’s been there for you your whole life? (Unless you've been molested or whatever, because then you'd do anything to get away from your Dad).


You may find the thought of sleeping with someone who looks or acts like your Dad slightly repulsive at first, but whether you like it or not, your dude is gonna be a younger version of your Dad. Think about that the next time your boyfriend has his face in your vagina. Actually, perhaps you’d be better off if you didn’t.


Words: Donald Crunk


Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Sneakers: Turds in disguise



Rather than flushing your turd down the toilet after you take a crap, Nike have cunningly channeled years of sneaker-research into allowing consumers to actually wear faeces on their feet.

Source

Skullset Photoblog












Jack Siegel's photography from 2006 to NOW.

www.theskullset.com

spotted @ neverloveyoumore

Tuesday, July 07, 2009

Major Lazer x Mad Decent Interview


The Major Lazer album was fun. Not half as much fun as that cover up there, but fun, nonetheless. Check out the Major Lazer x Mad Decent interview for Fader by clicking here.

Monday, July 06, 2009

Charlatan line launches 12.07.09




We introduced you to the faces behind the London based womanswear brand Charlatan a while back, and now the label which caters to ‘young and outspoken girls’ through ‘killer heels, cocktails and knuckledusters’ finally debuts their exclusive pieces, alongside labels such as Trapstar and A.IN.T and NYC brands Mishka and Award Tour, on 12.07.09 at the ‘Off The Radar’ event at Westbourne Studios, London, W10 from 11am – 7pm

Print off the flyer above for 10% off Charlatan at the event.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

''Big Brother is taking over my life''



I’m not entirely sure as to why though, because lets be honest, it’s pretty shit. 16 fame-obsessed and talentless pricks entering a house to see who can get the highest fee from Heat or OK magazine when they get booted out, is not something that a cultured writer such as myself should be enthralled to view, but I am. I love, sorry loved that little Indian fellow that couldn’t speak proper English. He entered the house with the union jack tackily emblazoned across his chest, yet he struggled to string together a coherent sentence while he was in there. How ironic!

Then you have people who are so desperate for fame, that they allow Big Brother to change their names to ‘Halfwit’ and ‘Dogface’ by deed poll. It’s a pretty depressing snapshot of modern-day cuntery. But for some reason, I still watch it seven days a week. I even try to catch the pointless spin-off shows like ‘Big Mouth’ and ‘Big Brother’s Little Brother’, which are even more depressing than the main show. I don’t even want to fuck any of the girls in the house, which was my one feeble excuse for watching it before.



The other day I had a dream that the Big Brother house was entirely populated by characters from ‘coming of age’ movies from the 80’s. Molly Ringwald was experimenting with dykery with that Breakfast Club chick with all the dandruff and Ferris Bueller was there too, being…well, just being awesome. Weird.

Words: Donald Crunk