Rockstars With Style (Part Two!): Hey Elton, Jimi & Co., Do You Mind If I Pilfer Your Wardobes? ♥

*sigh*

You would think that I surely would've learned my lesson by now: you know, that you can't steal other people's clothing, Corrine. That they don't have hair straighteners or Ipods in jail, Corrine. That orange, and particularly in the form of an unflattering jail suit sack, has never been your colour, Corrine. (Or is it blue?!)

However, just as I consistently fail to acknowledge that it's actually not so intelligent to wear white while eating spaghetti bolognaise, I continue to pine for wardrobes that are absolutely, undeniably NOT MINE. Witness! :

When my boyfriend first saw The White Stripes' frontman Jack White's name on this list, he became slightly huffy and indignant: ''Jack White? Jack White?!'' He cried. ''But he doesn't have any style at ALL! All he does is throw on a t-shirt and a pair of pants! I could be on that list by those standards!'' Sorry Tom, but Jack? I'm on your team for this one! Sure, he may not don a rhinestone-encrusted cape or a vinyl pair of hotpants or anything too avant-garde (and it's probably a fantastic time to point out that uh, neither does my boyfriend), but whether it's of the cowboy, bowling or trilby persuasion, the man DOES wears a hat well and has identified what his preferred colour palette is (he only ever wears red, black or white), and for that, I approve!

Oh, Elton John. Where should I start?! Equal parts mental and purely fabulous, your attire consisting of feathers, zip-up jumpsuits and ridiculous oversized goggles is one that I absolutely should never try to emulate, but um, would completely love to anyway. Let's swap wardrobes? (Psst! My e-mail address is on the 'About' page!)

Somewhere between documentaries in high school on weather (yawn) to educational movies on the benefits of fractions (shudder) strutted in The Labyrinth, an elaborate fantasy movie  viewed in an art class starring none other than David Bowie as Jareth The Goblin King; and I don't think it's coincidental that my appreciation for him and all his eye-patch wearing, scarf-tying, flamboyant-colours endorsing, metallics-favouring began shortly after!

The hair! The belt! The vest! The myriad of textures favoured! The fact that he seldomly wore black! R.I.P Jimi Hendrix, you supremely stylish genius.

(Note to self: take a black and white photo where you're walking down the street in a pack seemingly oblivious to the camera being pointed at you. It looks all ''arty''.)

Between their Converse sneakers, striped t-shirts, heavy fringes, Ray Ban wayfarers and penchant for leather, The Ramones personified ''cool'' and unlike Elton John's enormous spectacles, their signature style is one that has actually ceased to date: people everywhere are still wearing this kind of uniform! (And who can blame them?!)

♥

Jack, Elton, David, Jimi and The Ramones, you're one extremely well-clad bunch, and honestly, I won't mind if any of YOU decide that you need to borrow any of my clothes: I mean, we're all friends here, right?! Just leave the key to your own wardrobes at the door, and consider it a fair trade..

xoxo