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Agyness Deyn Is, Like, So Very Bored Right Now

By the cajun boy on July 9, 2009 at 5:42 PM

Agyness Deyn is, like, such a rebel. She’s a model who is so unmodel-y. She, like, hates fashion! And she, like, lives in East Village and wears Converse sneakers and quirky hats and smoke Parliaments. She’s, like, so unique!

But that’s not all! Agyness Deyn wears suspenders and retro band t-shirts and and she, like, DJs and has a band and likes rocker dudes. She might try acting one day but, like, she doesn’t know yet and all, but she’s, like, “into stuff that really pushes the boundaries, raises the bar … like, puts you out of your comfort zone,” but for now she’s, like, just hanging out downtown trying to figure it all out, so the New York Times wrote, like, a big feature on her where they said she is “the visual articulation of our culture’s unspoken hopes and latent desires,” whatever the hell that means.

“You know, even though I’m in fashion, I don’t, like, do fashion,” she said. “Fashion isn’t me, even though I work in it. It’s just materialistic stuff. I just want to do whatever makes me happy.”

What makes Ms. Deyn happy?

“Like being totally conscious. Laughing is, like, my favourite thing to do. Being with friends, having fun … being a bit daft.”

It is hard to say if she eschews her supermodel role because she doesn’t have the id or will to assert it or because she doesn’t fully understand her own potential. But this, again, may be part of the construct of Ms. Deyn’s media persona: she projects a cultivated lack of savvy, as if she were acting from a Buddhist compulsion to consciously guard herself from arriving at too intimate an understanding of such worldly filth.

Does she intend to spontaneously skip any Fashion Weeks, as she did last fall?

“I don’t know,” she said, airily. “I kind of make the decision a week before. I love doing it, but then sometimes I’m doing another project or something.”

So yeah, Agyness Deyn isn’t some vapid model bitch like so many of the others who are, like, all stupid and lazy and have had everyone kiss their boney asses all their lives because they’re pretty. You see, with Agyness Deyn, it’s, like, all just an act. She may, like, come across like a insufferably dim bulb, but she’s, like, really the reincarnation of Ludwig van Beethoven, Albert Einstein and Thomas Edison all in the same androgynous body. And now you know.

A Supermodel Who Is Of The Moment, and Thinking Ahead [New York Times]

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  • Marto
    July 21, 2009 at 2:35 PM

    If she is supposed to personify beauty then remove my eyes with a spoon. A few of you on here scare the bejesus out of me, following models and the fashion industry like you are running a fantasy sports team. Models are just coathangers with a pulse and their opinions are as relevant as a pork chop at Ramadan. Why segments of society treat them like modern Svengali’s mystifies me.

    This Deyn goose merely reinforces the notion that the fashion industry and its participants are loads that should have been wiped on the curtain.

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