koko milgrim

Fashion and music from a K-Pop/K-Hip Hop/K-Drama-obsessed New York noona. I also write about girl stuff, art, pop culture, shiny things, books, 90s nostalgia, Japan, design, electric internet machines and pretty much whatever I feel like.

My Personal Micro-Culture: Koko Milgrim Units (KMUs)

So it’s no secret that I have a girl crush on William Gibson’s Cayce Pollard.  I love her personal style, but in truth I am not disciplined enough to pull it off completely.   I do have plenty of minimalist and black pieces, but I like loud patterns and sparkly things too much to dress exactly like her.  If I were to define the Koko Milgrim Units (KMUs), it would be a mix of minimal neutrals and really over the top glitter, colors and prints.   In his non-fiction work, William Gibson talks about creating a “personal micro-culture.”  So in this case your Blog Reader Units (BRU’s) are your micro-culture.  Even if you don’t have delusions of becoming a fashion icon, identifying your BRUs can be an amazingly useful exercise in focusing your clothing storage, shopping and packing on the items you really love.  To find your own BRUs, ask yourself the following: “If my home were on fire and I were only able to save 10 fashion items, what would I pick?”  I also call this the “fire list.”  The items on your fire list are your brand-new BRUs.  Here are mine:

1. Faux Leopard Print Coat- Purchased at vintage shop in Auckland, NZ in the early aughts.  I really believe that leopard print is a neutral.

2. Jeans- Ashinaga Jeans, late aughts, purchased at a department store in Tokyo.  The label says “Sweet Camel.”  Not sure what that means, hope it doesn’t involve toes in any way.

3. Grey Tunic- American Apparel, early aughts.  I think it’s the only thing I own from them.  The brand is a little young and softcore porn-y for my tastes, but this top is a great day-into-evening piece.  By that I mean you can wear it during the day and then sleep in it when you don’t feel like changing into PJs.

4. Military Jacket- Late aughts, random Japanese brand, purchased at a consignment shop in Gakugeidaigaku, my old ‘hood in Tokyo.

5.  Knee High Boots- Costume National, mid-aughts.  Scored them at end-of-season sale at Bergdorf’s, back in the day when I could actually afford Bergdorf’s.

6. Glitter Skull Sweatshirt- From Japanese street stall, late aughts.  I think it cost about USD$10.  I love Engrish.

7. Pencil Skirt (i.e., the colorless void)- Alberta Feretti, late aughts.  Like #5, another one of those things I could never afford to replace.

8. Bronze Glitter Shoes- From Japanese select shop United Arrows, late aughts.   They also came in blue and silver and I was almost going to buy them but didn’t.  Major regret.

9. Red Chenille Clutch- Vintage, mid-aughts.   I think I got this when I was visiting my family in the Midwest.  I always prefer Middle American thrift stores to the ones here in NYC because they are cheaper and less picked over by hipsters.

10. Grey Studded Handbag- Another late aughts Tokyo purchase.  It had a shoulder strap but I broke it by loading it with too much stuff.  Oops!

Now, how can you use this new knowledge to your advantage?  First, when you are trying to clean your closet, only keep your BRUs, things that might be contenders to be BRUs (like your 11th favorite fashion item) and things that pair well with one or more of your BRUs in an outfit.  When you shop, follow the same rules: don’t buy anything unless it has the potential to kick one of your BRUs out of the top ten, or complements your BRUs by providing the missing element in an outfit or giving them a seasonal update.  For example, my recent pointy shoe purchases didn’t make into the KMU list, but either pair would look great with my KMU skirt and jeans. When you are packing for a trip, think of your BRUs and take along the ones that are seasonally appropriate, that way you can get away with taking less stuff.

While I am at it, I wanted to give a shout out to two blogs that didn’t make my last top ten list but are still in my blogroll.   I love the UK blogger Thinking is the New Black, but there were just not enough shiny pictures of outfits for it to make my fashion blog shortlist.   She does, however, have great suggestions for “vegan taxidermy,” a cultural theory reading list, and some great posts about American Apparel (KMU #3) and the “visual discourse of soft pornography.”

I also really liked the blog of Modern Archives, but it wasn’t eligible (according to the criteria I never explained) for my list because it’s not a stand-alone fashion blog.  Modern Archives is a start-up clothing line out of LA by Mae Ho.  They are doing basic, minimal soft knit pieces with an easy California style, but for grown-ups.  My pick for the item most likely to rival the KMUs: this asymmetrical grey top.  The blog also has the requisite photos of McQueen pieces and small dogs (my favorite things).   Speaking of small dogs, my pen name is actually the names of my two dogs put together to sound like the name of a person.  I think I may have to post about them soon.   What’s a personal micro-culture without mascots, right?

Social Media for People Who Hate Social Media


Okay, I bet you are awfully curious about today’s covergirl.   I don’t know who she is, but I snapped this picture in Taipei five years ago just for the hell of it.  I always imagined that if I had talked to her, she would have said “When I was your age, I was a dish.”    The reason she is relevant to this discussion is that she was my avatar for 3 of the 4 years that I was in the CIA Facebook Program.  I joined Facebook in 2007, under my dog’s AKC name (they weren’t so picky about pseudonyms back then).   Around then I had just been sued by my former employer and had just finished turning over my personal hard drives and email passwords to the forensic experts hired by my lawyers.   This was the “digital mugging”  that gave rise to my current hyper-vigilance about electronic data.  When a friend asked me to join Facebook, I had no idea what it was but figured that I might as well spend a few minutes setting up a profile as a favor to a friend.  This is, mind you, back in the day where we didn’t need to split hairs between real friends and “friends” we interacted with only on Facebook and never met, never even mind friending as a verb.  I had just set up a new email in my dog’s name so I used it as my Facebook avatar.   When it asked me for a picture, I uploaded this beauty because I had just returned from a business trip to Asia.   As Facebook took off, my circle of friends as a noun and friends as a verb gradually expanded, but my identity was always on a need-to-know basis.   Even though I was dumb enough to join Facebook, which now horrifies me, I at least had enough of a sense of self-preservation to not give them my real name.

Eventually I got used to Facebook as an ancillary presence in my life.   After three years, one of my friends playfully pointed out that I needed to change my profile picture or start paying royalties to the Taiwanese dowager, so I rotated my profile photo between cartoons, pictures of my dog and random photos of my travels.   But after a while I started to feel like my Facebook avatar was “compromised.”  Cousins were friending me and then tagging me as family.  Friends were posting party and travel pictures of my real face and tagging it with my avatar.   So I left.   And I did what all bloggers do- I posted an “I Left Facebook Piece” on my now-defunct first blog.   Now, eight months on, I feel a little silly about announcing my departure from the Social Network because really, no one cares.   Even though I rejected Facebook itself, I still at the time had this residual need to talk about what I was doing at the moment, for which I blame…Facebook, of course.  At first I felt liberated, but in the time since then I have realized that it is hard to completely rid oneself of Zuckerberg’s Evil Empire.   Every web page and article I visit has a “like” button.   Even yesterday when I was eating snack chips I noticed that next to the calorie count, there was a link to where I could “like” the snack chips.   SnackyChips: Koko Milgrim likes this.  Status update:  Eating SnackyChips right now, they are fucking delicious!  Just think, I am missing out on the opportunity to reconnect with someone I didn’t really like in high school through our shared love of SnackyChips.  I am such an antisocial bitch.

Now, in my last post I said that the ideal number of social media accounts is zero.  But we live in an imperfect world.  Eventually your desire to get in touch with people, look for a job, promote your blog (holla!) or get free music and movies will lead you to open some sort of social media account.   Now that I have discussed at length my aversion to social media, I will tell you that I have four social media accounts.   Of the four, I can recommend three of them to my “bleeders” (short for “blog readers,” courtesy of Julie Powell).   I joined LinkedIn in 2009 when I still cared about having a “career” and I keep it as a placeholder, but I have stopped using it as a networking tool or updating it with my current work engagements.   Which leaves me with these three:

1. Twitter   I will confess, it took me a while to warm up to Twitter.   At first I thought it was just a way for celebrities to disseminate their brain-farts to fans and I couldn’t say “Tweet” with a straight face.  But it did good things for my North Korean vegan food blog and after I quit Facebook it was useful as a way to keep in touch with society.   The one thing that bugs me about it is that there are plenty of cases where people are fired from their jobs for bad Tweets.   Then again it’s also pretty clear that you have no expectation of privacy for a Tweet.   So you just have to think a little bit about the sound bites that you release to the world.    But if you follow someone on Twitter who also follows you, you can send them direct messages that are private, which can be a really good way to bounce short notes back and forth

2. Pinterest  This is a relatively new addition, and as always I was kind of like “Huh, what is this for?” but I have grown to really like it.  Why?  Because it’s really good at filling “dead spaces” during which I would otherwise do nothing, like waiting for the train to work or those parts of the wee hours of the morning, when I can’t sleep but my brain is too tired for words and sentences and can’t handle anything more than pictures of baby animals and Korean boy bands.  You can learn quite a bit about me and my ultra-idiosyncratic tastes by looking at my Pinterest boards, and yet I don’t find it invasive because it doesn’t say anything about who I roll with or what I am doing in real time.

3. Last.fm  Alright, so last.fm has some baggage.  You have to pay for it.  They recently had a big security breach.  But I am chained to a computer all day and my only refuge is my headphones, so I really need my music fix.   Despite all of my misgivings about having my activity tracked on social media, I would probably submit to being fingerprinted and having blood drawn rather than stop my stream of deep house/Finnish reggae/indie rock/K-pop.   I also think that customized web-based radio stations are one of those few cases where it can truly be a win-win for the marketer and the consumer.   So much of the time, we give up our personal information without even knowing what we are signing up for or really getting back anything of value.  But smart radio stations offer a rare form of instant gratification.  For every juicy data point you give to the record companies in the form of loving a track or playing a certain artist, you in turn get an more fine-tuned stream of new music to refresh your personal playlist.   I am totally hitting the “like” button on that.

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