because you know she’d try to get this site shut down.
You need to Photoshop your entire face out of pictures. Your adult acne is sad.
Nice multicolored peasant bag. Was this fashion choice a result of being called out on what an elitist, ignorant bigot you are a day earlier, and needing to prove that you are down with poverty? Lookie! I support poor people by wearing things they made!
You are SO DOWN!
Yeah, everyone gets to a point in their lives where they’re tired of putting up with at least some of the shittier aspects urban life. Some people incorporate that frustration into their personalities, some rationalize it against the pros of city living, and some romanticize it. Some just don’t deal with it and GTFO. The thing that’s so annoying about Fashie Blogger up there is that she sells herself as this urban ideal. She coopts the city for her benefit and she doesn’t even understand it. Even if she leaves, the stupidity and smallmindedness displayed above will remain tenfold in the form of little LovePuppy clones.
There’s so much more to most American cities–especially New York–than OMG clothes and brunch and a likeminded group of creative layabouts. And it’s not gonna bow down to some white-bread twat in Park Slope. Crawl out of your fucking lovenest and rent a workspace in a writers’ community if you can’t get shit done at home. That IS why writers like living in cities, right? Or am I confusing bloggers with actual artists?
PS Lock your front wheel, cuntnugget. Everyone knows that shit’s the easiest thing to steal off a bike.
"No, we’re saying that yelling out the window at the underprivileged, ‘eeeewing’ at the homeless panhandling near an outdoor seating area and passing judgement on people on food stamps who don’t stick to your approved ‘on food stamps’ diet of beans, rice, and bodega apples and bananas but dare to buy chocolate and ice cream is a symptom of your ‘white entitlement’.
See, an opinion is ‘It really makes me wonder where my tax money is going when I see people on food stamps seem to only buy chocolate – there should be some sort of regulation.’
Acting like an entitled white ass involves calling the people on food stamps obnoxious, loud, and obese, assuming they buy only chocolate, candy and beer with their government assistance, and almost sort of implying that they’re probably alcoholics, what with their six 40′s and all at 7am.
Do you see, Quirk? Do you see how the above example is something that would probably lead to a slightly better reception, and how the example below might anger some people? How a few negative adjectives (I mean, you guys are writers, right?) makes an opinion look like a sand-in-vagina classist rant against the almost-homeless?
Come on, now. Surely you aren’t that dense.
"Her editor and publishing house are going to rue the day they took on this claptrap. She cannot write nor can she spell.
A cursory look at her illustrations for said book and her own much photographed outfit shots show that Jessica is drawing Jessica! Jessica’s clothes! Jessica’s style! Jessica’s body type! It’s masturbation avec a thousand colored pens. Good luck selling that to the masses, Love Puppy and Random House.
I’ve been in book publishing long enough to know this will be a short print run that ends up in the remainders bins within 3 months.
DON’T do a publicity tour, dearie. Portland, OR will eat you for breakfast and San Francisco will leave you in tears!
You are out of touch beyond measure.
"I don’t really get her style either – but to be fair, personal style is an individual thing. I don’t have anything truly snarky to say about her whatiwore site other than I personally find it not my thing, it is what it is and hey good for her on making a living out of something she likes.
This post isn’t about being jealous that Jessica is so awesome and got a book deal and is making money on sponsors. It’s about THAT. UP THERE. See what she said? I’m far from being the nicest person in the world and even I wouldn’t post something like that.
Think about it: she typed this out, had time to read it, contemplate it, and saw nothing wrong with hitting ‘publish’, sharing it with the whole world. This isn’t some ‘oh man I got drunk and went on tumblr and said totally awful things oh man I feel terrible’ thing. This is what was actually going on in her stone cold sober and presumably rational head, and she felt this sentiment was acceptable enough to post to the internet. THAT is what leaves me shaking my head.
I wish her luck with her whatiwore ventures, but she might be better served next time to swivel her chair and share these feelings with Adam, rather than her fans.
"Um…wasn’t Lenin an active and vocal critic of the government?
Seriously though, this sums up their entire philosophy: pay no attention to any critique, you are perfect the way you are.
Just keep up your fabulous tipping and jumping around in “thrifted” dresses-worn-as-skirts, baby. Everyone else is either an anonymous coward or just jealous, haters gonna hate, that negativity will come back on them etc etc etc.
Whatever keeps your great self-love intact, assholes.
"I’ve read RBNS/GOMI for a long time. I’ve never commented until now. I spend the bulk of my time on the internet (easy job) and visit What I Wore daily.
Never again.
Note to market reseachers/bookers/googlers
If I see “Adam Quirkc” “Jessica Schroeder” from “What I Wore” on TV (doubtful) or websites, I’ll stop watching, stop visiting and question those who promote it.
I have two blog novice friends who I reccomended “What I Wore” to, I just sent them this link.
I don’t have have a tumblr account but somewho, I think I just affect positive change.
"I hate this crowd so fucking much for exactly this sentiment. Nothing is ever their fault! Haters gonna hate! You’re just jealous!
Newsflash: If more than 100 comments on a website are critiquing your awful fucking behavior, perhaps it’s time to stop whining about the haters and actually engage in a little self-reflection.
And if you can’t handle criticism, DON’T RUN A PUBLIC BLOG. It’s really that fucking simple.
"Jean Sibelius (via wreckandsalvage) (via lovepuppy)
Uh… so whaddya want, a fucking monument? By the way:

By partypants
PICTURE OF NOT LOVEPUPPY HERE (sorry I don’t care enough to google another one)
The girl formerly known as “Midwest Jess”, wannabe model/fashion designer/fatty hater Jessica Schroeder, lives in the Park Slope area of Brooklyn. Surrounded by squalor in her depressed ghetto neighborhood in the middle of crack houses and an underground baby selling ring, poor Jess has to endure endless assaults to her delicate midwest senses. Take this entry for example:
I just got home from brunch to see the front tire was stolen off my bike, cutting the breaks in the process.
I hate Park Slope. It’s not just that my tire was yanked, but it’s that I live near a women’s shelter full of obnoxious, loud, obese women who spend all of their EBT cards on chocolate bars and candy. I’ve gone down for my daily coffee many a morning and seen women buying 6 40s, ice cream and bread. I don’t give a shit what people eat, but those EBT cards? That’s a modern way to say food stamps. And those food stamps come from tax dollars, so WHY THE HELL are you buying junk food?
I also live by a bus stop. This is where a lot of the assinine bull shit takes place. A month ago, a man and a women were screaming at each other and cursing (F-word). Adam opened the window and said “This is a family neighborhood, could you take it somewhere else?” The response? “WE”RE WAITING FOR THE F&*^ing BUS! YOU GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!!!” Really? REALLY? You want me to go somewhere other than my living room while you shout and call each other Effing liars?
New York is grinding me down to a fine dust. It might not be too blow before the blow the hell out of here.
Yeah assholes! This is a family neighborhood! Take your unseemly white trash behavior somewhere else! Jessica didn’t move all the way from Indiana to the Big City, take up the Secret, get a tumblr and successfully snag the husband she was searching for just so you fat welfare trash could offend her by buying beer and yelling at the bus stop.
Don’t you know who she is? She is the What I Wore girl! She is friends with David Karp! RESPECT!
EDIT: Jessica just updated her tumblr post with the following:
*Re: Fact checking. No, I don’t believe EBT cards will purchase alcohol. I’m just trying to paint a picture of the kind of purchases I see made in my local bodega.
WHEW. Here I thought we were talking about how the post in its overall tone was classist and bitchy, I had no idea we were all in a tizzy about that one fact. Carry on then!
EDIT EDIT: And now she has removed all the offensive text, and replaced it with this:
Apologies to anyone who was upset or offended about the previous post in this spot. I’m upset at myself for posting it too.
So…does this mean I can buy some Steel Reserve and twinkies at the store with my ebt tomorrow? Cuz that’s how us poor fatties start our day in Brooklyn.
this many haters can’t be wrong (100+ strong). pretty sure we’ve confirmed and validated the undeniable fact that you are a humongous asshole. an asshole of epic proportions. not to mention, i’ve seen more personality in a saltine cracker, and more brains in a box of matches.
just know that you cant just delete a post and think that makes the problem of how much of an asshole you are truly go away. and you can’t just dismiss criticism as haters or jealousy. you are truly offensive. for someone who reads more self-help books than someone who reads a lot of self-help books, you are the least self-aware person i have ever encountered on the internet. doubt you will ever change though. enjoy basking in the dim glow of your arrogant ignorance.
anyway i suggest skimming through the nearly 200 comments about you in the above link, it should help w/ feeding your narcissism until at least dinnertime.