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Tavi Gevinson is an American fashion blogger.[1] She began her blog, "Style Rookie" on March 31, 2008 as a 11-year-old.[2] Initially, her parents did not completely know what Tavi was doing until she asked for their permission to appear in an issue of New York Times magazine story.[3] Since then, she has had as many as 50,000 readers.[citation needed] While Gevinson describes herself as a "tiny 13 year old dork that sits inside all day wearing awkward jackets and pretty hats",[2] many look to her for style inspiration.[4] In mid-2009, Gevinson partnered with the London-based Borders&Frontiers to design and sell her own t-shirt.[5] In August 2009, she appeared on the cover of Pop Magazine, which feature photographs by Jamie Morgan and was designed by artist Damien Hirst.[6][7] Since then, Tavi has been featured in the View section of the December/January 2010 issue of Teen Vogue magazine. Bloggers like Tavi have been referred to as the "frontline of fashion".[8][9] She has also become a regular guest at fashion shows and a muse for designers in Tokyo.[10][11][12] She is also partly inspiration for Rodarte's line at Target.[13] [1]^ Wiseman, Eva (20 September 2009). "Tavi Gevinson: The 13-year-old blogger with the fashion world at her feet". The Observer. Retrieved 23 September 2009. [2]^ a b Rawi, Maysa (23 September 2009). "Move over Geldof girls: Meet Tavi, 13, the 'tiny' blogger with the fashion industry at her feet". The Daily Mail. Meet-Tavi-Gevinson-13-tiny-blogger-fashion-industry-feet.html. Retrieved 23 January 2010. [3]^ Kwan, Amanda (13 August 2008). "Young fashion bloggers are worrisome trend to parents". USA Today. Associated Press. Retrieved 23 January 2010. ""Tavi's dad, Steve Gevinson, wasn't fully aware that she was blogging until she asked for permission to appear in an upcoming New York Times magazine story on the subject. 'I may have known, but to me it was a kind of a non-thing to know,' Gevinson ... says .... "I didn't look at it. I wasn't terribly interested in seeing it.'"" [4]^ "Style Rookie". Tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com. http://tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com . Retrieved 2010-01-22. [5]^ Bloggers turn designers... who's next? Catwalk Queen [6]^ Tavi lands POP cover Pedestrian.TV [7]^ Damien Hirst designs covers for Pop Magazine Frillr on Wed, 2009-09-02 05:05 [8]^ Schaer, Cathrin (January 22, 2009). "The new frontline of fashion: Teenage bloggers". NZ Herald. Retrieved 22 January 2010. [9]^ Robson, Julia (May 23. 2009). "Retailers bank on teenagers during recession". The National (Abu Dhabi). Retrieved 22 January 2010. [10]^ Tavi Gevinson: 13-Year-Old Fashion Blogger Skips School, Attends Fashion Week (PHOTOS) The Huffington Post 17 September 2009 10:35 AM [11]^ "Japan Goes Mad for 13-Year-Old Fashion Blogger Tavi - The Cut". New York (magazine). November 20, 2009. Retrieved 2010-01-22. [12]^ "Tavi in Tokyo". WWD (Women's Wear Daily). November 20, 2009. Retrieved 2010-01-22. [13]^ ""Tavi Gevinson defines Rodarte for Target," say designers Kate and Laura Mulleavy: Talking Fashion: Style". Teen Vogue. November 16, 2009. Retrieved 2010-01-22. http://tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com/ http://www.vogue.co.uk/blogs/the-vogue-blog/articles/090915-tavi-gevinson-in-new-york.aspx David Fishman; The 12-year-old Food Critic David Fishman got into the food critic business at such a young age because of an early love of food. That led to a quick move from cook to connoisseur as a result. David Fishman got into the food critic business at such a young age because of an early love of food. That led to a quick move from cook to connoisseur as a result. David Fishman; The 12-year-old Food Critic: Fishman Has Been Published in GQ Magazine for His Efforts http://cookingresources.suite101.com/article.cfm/david_fishman_the_12yearold_food_critic#ixzz0htdaEgu6 It's hard to imagine that a 12-year old could be a food critic, as the profession is normally associated with someone who has been testing their palette for years in the business. But putting forth the effort to learn the craft, having fun doing it, and taking the time to do it right can go a long ways towards earning respect in the industry. It would appear that David Fishman has done exactly that. It's hard to imagine that a 12-year old could be a food critic, as the profession is normally associated with someone who has been testing their palette for years in the business. But putting forth the effort to learn the craft, having fun doing it, and taking the time to do it right can go a long ways towards earning respect in the industry. It would appear that David Fishman has done exactly that. Everyone’s a critic, and apparently it’s never too soon to start. That’s why David Fishman, an Upper West Sider who turned 12 last month, decided to take himself out for dinner one night last week. His parents had called him at home to say they were running late, suggesting that he grab some takeout at the usual hummus place. Hummus, again? David thought he could do better than that. He had recently passed by the newly opened Salumeria Rosi, a few blocks from his home, and had been intrigued by the reflective black back wall, the cuts of dried pork hanging from the ceiling, the little jars of cured olives and artichokes adorning the walls. If it was O.K. with his mom (and it turned out it was), he wanted to try that instead. David aspires to be a food critic — he has some vague notion that he could make a living writing for the Zagat guides — and the new Italian spot on Amsterdam Avenue near 73rd Street seemed worthy of investigation. That night, Tuesday, turned out to be one of the first that the restaurant was open to the public. David requested a menu, which the hostess handed him, and decided that it was within his budget ($25). Then he asked for a table for one and waited to see what she’d say. A year before, he had been turned away from a half-empty restaurant in Montauk and told that it did not serve children unaccompanied by adults. “I was angry, but I didn’t show it,” he said. “What can you do?” Grown-up or not, tables were hard to come by that evening — every seat was booked, mostly by friends of the chef and owner, Cesare Casella, the Tuscan impresario behind Maremma in the West Village. Even a boldfaced name dropped by (Tony Danza, who, to the David Fishmans of the world, is just another old fogy). But the hostess decided to squeeze in the Salumeria’s first unaccompanied customer under 4 feet 8, as long as he promised to be out by 8 p.m. It was a deal. Nobody at the restaurant seemed terribly impressed by Tony Danza, but David Fishman — now that was something. People tried not to stare, but couldn’t help themselves. Where were his parents? Was he enjoying the food? Cash or credit? Normally passionate for seafood, David ordered a specialty of the restaurant, a prosciutto, as well as what the menu called una insalata di rucola e parmigiano. “Good variety,” he wrote in the leather-bound notebook he brought along, restaurant-critic-like. “Softish jazz music. Seem to enjoy kids but not overly.” In other words, no cloying smiles or insulting offer of grilled cheese. An Australian couple seated beside him struck up a conversation — he had no idea how much the financial collapse here was affecting the Australian dollar! — and a young couple on the other side of his table insisted, against his polite but firm protestations, on buying him a chocolate mousse. In turn, he recommended that they try the arugula salad. The kitchen workers were so intrigued by the young adventurous eater that they sent out a bowl of complimentary tripe stew, which he enjoyed, although, he allowed, “It wasn’t my favorite.” He was a little surprised to learn, subsequently, that tripe was prepared stomach lining. His eyes went wide. “Intestines of what?” he asked. (Somehow, that seemed to matter.) Food is David’s life — well, food and swimming and volunteering and student council and green rooftops (his school, Fieldston, has one). But he really likes food. At 6, he won a competition at the Crumbs Bakery for the best new cupcake concept (David’s Peppermint Patty Cupcake). As a prize, he got a free cupcake every Wednesday for a year — and then, even though he wasn’t technically supposed to, for more than a year after that. Sadly, eventually all the people who worked there were replaced. “Now they don’t know anything about it,” he said. BUT the young foodie has cultivated a new fan in Chef Casella, a burly man who generally tours his restaurants with a trademark sprig of herb in his pocket. Mr. Casella came over the evening of David’s big night out to extend a greeting, and sent him home with a gift of fine hazelnut spread. Though David was disappointed that the restaurant did not serve gelato, he got points with Mr. Casella for knowing a little something about Italian cuisine. “He reminded me of me, when I was younger,” said Mr. Casella, who used to drive all over Europe by himself to try the best restaurants. “He is so cool, though — more confident than I am when I eat out by myself.” Mr. Casella likewise made an impression on David. “He looked like a real meat guy,” David said. Like a butcher? “Like a butcher-slash-guy who would eat a lot of meat,” he clarified. As independent as David is, he is not allowed to walk around much after dark by himself, so his mom swung by the restaurant to pick him up when he called. Once home, he wrote up the review, Zagat-style, in his private journal, giving the restaurant a 24 out of 25 for food, and a 23 out of 25 for décor. “As I left,” he wrote, “I knew that soon enough this would be one of the most ‘hip’ places in the city.” If there was a weak spot, it was the service, in his opinion: 21 out of 25. In his notes, David remarked that the bread service was a little slow. “I agree,” the chef said when presented with the critique. “We’re working on it.” http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3hcyQWKXY4 Noa Leijdesdorff 14-jarige stylistblogger van sitehttp://brainsbeauty.wordpress.com/