I love Johnny Weir. He’s hardly the most technically proficient or athletic skater. He’s not a factor in the medal hunt at Vancouver unless the superstars screw up. His off-ice antics often outshadow his on-ice performances. But he always, always puts on a show. And he always, always, always dresses for the occasion.
The first weekend of the Vancouver Olympics gave us so many superheroes!
In Freestyle Skiing, Women’s Moguls, Hannah Kearney won the gold for the United States of America. I give you:
I love the Olympics. I’d watch a skeeball competition if it was an Olympic event. But beyond the excitement of the sports and the idealistic concept of it being an event that bypasses all the horrors of sharing our world, there is the pageantry. And there is no better showcase for it (nope, not even Ice Dancing) than the Opening Ceremonies.
Of course, being me, while I enjoy the cultural dramatics and the parade of host-country celebrities in concert, I pay the most attention to what people are wearing. The Olympic Opening Ceremony I remember with the most fondness is Albertville, France 1992. And it is only and all because of this:
I’ve been to France, it’s beautiful. And arguably the epicenter of the fashion world. So why expect anything less than beautiful women dressed as snowglobes escorting the athletes into the Olympic Stadium?