The Fear

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We can smell it, Reed. There are so many things wrong with the following email that I, and many others, received this AM.

1. Creepy intro, dude

2. Oh, hello, Qwikster. Let this be a lesson in how NOT to announce a name change

3. "I know that logo will grow on me over time, but still, it is hard." This is not a famine, dude. Do not pander to us about Netflix

Over it. Folks, it is all about clarity when it comes to messaging. I wish there were a better alternative -- media companies, the bell has sounded, get to it, you've got customers.

Below, today's ill-advised Netflix/Qwikster email:

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We made a new friend the day Lynnette came to The Haute Closet to play dress up and ask us a few questions ... get into it, here.

So Pro

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The ponytails on the first two models are pure luxury. Gaga smoking like an enfant terrible ... priceless. The one who stumbles, love. This is an incredible mashup of fashion and music. The blue! The black! The white! The nude! The attitude! What a space. The leopard. Alek Wek! "Don't be a drag/just be a queen." Truer words! Stam! Salvation. This is like a line in the sand. Thrown down! Thierry's geometry has always been forward but this is perfection. Sliced and diced. LOOK AT THE CONTROL WITH WHICH GAGA NAVIGATES THOSE PLATFORMS.

BRA-VO. Salivation. It happens.

Be ... Listless

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So this was flinging around my Twitterverse last week:

Gotta hand it to the creators of Matchbook mag, a new online publication ... they know who they are. And they have made a serious effort making this online-only, ad-space-selling traditionally designed mag come to life.

But now about who you are: If this is your gist, keep with it. But if you have a personality that isn't that of a Stepford Wife, listen up:

There is no magic prescription for a well-dressed life. However, there is The Haute Closet.

Anyway, I do read everything. And take something away from everything I read. So, let's go through this list one-by-one, shall we?

Actually, let's not. In one glance we can surmise that this list is exclusively for the East Coast prep who has a family house in Nantucket and no interest in sequins. It is so ... buttoned up.

Want to have crazy sex? No one will suspect a thing if this is what you're rocking! Perhaps this is a list for the perfect Rules-endorsed disguise kit? OHMIGOD WE HATE THIS LIST. Show us what's new and fresh, not what is languishing in an Eastern seaboard shop! Although we can get into the Matchbook aesthetic (we like their mag and tumblr), just in doses)

But let's step away from the hate and make it fun for all of us.

Here's our must-have 50-piece list for the regular 20something American gal:

Or just chuck it, rock what you've got, and keep on doing what you love. It's all about buying - and wearing with conviction - what you love. And that's the only prescription for sartorial satisfaction.