Happy Birthday Karen Mulder: ‘You’re My Sunshine, You’re My Rain’

A few years ago, I had this idea of doing a Karen Mulder tribute based on her career in the 1990s. For some reason a couple of Oasis songs from their Definitely Maybe (1994) and (What’s the Story) Morning Glory? (1995) albums really stuck with me, especially their 1994 single, Supersonic. Everything from Karen’s beautiful countenance, bright spirit, and noir femme fatale fashion style mirrored the sound and look of Oasis in the 90s.

Karen wasn’t part of the big five or six, but in her day, she was an absolute force and an even more brilliant star on the catwalk. She had a ton of personality in her poise and walk that you couldn’t help but be enamored in her style and ambience. Her work for Thierry Mugler and Versace alone, are some of the coolest and most iconic looks to me. Karen could be her own Frank Miller, Cruella de Vil or Maleficent kind of character, yet be lovable, slapstick, and class personified all in one.

A fashion valkyrie, blonde with class or Supersonic sentient, there’s truly not enough I can say about Karen Mulder. She’s probably impacted my life just as much as Chris Cornell, and she’s one of my all time heroes. And even as the world is seemingly going mad as it is of late, Karen Mulder is always someone who reminds me of the tremendous beauty in the world and innate goodness in people. So Happy Birthday Karen Mulder, wishing you peace, love & happiness, forever and a day.

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Thierry Mugler

‘Cause God gimme soul in your rock and roll, babe
‘Cause God gimme soul in your rock and roll, babe
And I get so high I just can’t feel it
And I get so high I just can’t feel it
In and out my brain
Running through my vein
You’re my sunshine
You’re my rain

Sittin’ on my own, chewin’ on a bone
A thousand million miles from home
When something hit me
Somewhere right between the eyes
Sleepin’ on a plane, you know you can’t complain
You took your last chance once again
I landed, stranded
Hardly even knew your name

Paint no illusion, try to click with whatcha got
Taste every potion ’cause if yer like yerself a lot
Go let it out, go let it in, go let it out

Life is precocious in a most peculiar way
Sister psychosis don’t got a lot to say
She go let it out, she go get it in, she go let it out
She go let it out, she go get it in, she go let it out

Is it any wonder why princes and kings
Are clowns that caper in their sawdust rings
‘Cause ordinary people that are like you and me
We’re the keepers of their destiny

Yves Saint Laurent

Is it my imagination
Or have I finally found something worth living for?
I was looking for some action
But all I found was cigarettes and alcohol

You could wait for a lifetime
To spend your days in the sunshine
You might as well do the white line
‘Cause when it comes on top
You gotta make it happen
You gotta make it happen
You gotta make it happen
You gotta make it happen

Is it worth the aggravation
To find yourself a job when there’s nothing worth working for?
It’s a crazy situation
But all I need are cigarettes and alcohol

Yves Saint Laurent

I know you think you deserve
An explanation on the meanings of life
But what you think that you heard
Slipped away out the back of your mind

You’ll get your mucky fingers burnt
You get your truth from the lies you were learned
When all your plastic believers will leave us
And they won’t return
(Walk on)

And when you look in the mirror
And you’re tying up your buttons and bows
And as you face your disease
You can squeeze into the emperor’s clothes

You found your God in a paperback
You get your history from the union jack
And all your brothers and sisters have gone
And they won’t come back

I’m fed up with life in the city
All the phonies have blown my mind
When I’m gone, yeah, you look like you’d miss me
So come along with me
But don’t ask why
Cos it’s all mine

Versace
Chanel
Jacques Fath
Oscar de La Renta
Jeanlouis Scherrer
Christian Lacroix
Gianfranco Ferre

Happy Birthday Karen Mulder!

Happy Birthday to a very special person, personal idol, and my all time hero, Karen Mulder! It was years ago and I was looking up pictures of supermodels from the 90s or something, and I came across Karen Mulder for the first time. I thought she was the most beautiful woman ever, and I still do. I couldn’t believe I’ve never heard of her, and then I read her story and I felt really sad. Apart from the outer appearance, the person I saw in video clips and interviews on YouTube was so intelligent, well spoken, witty, down-to-earth, kind, and a gentle soul. Karen’s just so extraordinary to me, and I’m always reminded by her spirit that you should never lose heart or stop believing in people.

I don’t know why, but whenever I do tribute or something to Karen, I always think about Oasis. Supersonic is probably my favorite music documentary. I always had a ton of respect for Oasis, but the film made me appreciate Noel and Liam that much more. It’s just crazy to think that two brothers that went through hell and were seemingly always at each other’s throats could end up making such beautiful music. I guess the imperfect musical genius in that reminds of Karen Mulder.

Karen Mulder will always be an all time great to me with plenty of heart. Thanks for being a light in the world. You’re the epitome of being Supersonic. Happy Birthday Karen Mulder!

They’re trying hard to put me in my place
And that is why I gotta keep running
The future’s mine and it’s no disgrace
‘Cause in the end the past means nothing

You tell me I’m free then you tie me down
And from my chains I think it’s a pity
What did it cost you to wear my crown
You don’t like me why don’t you admit it

I feel a little down today
And I ain’t got much to say
But you’re gonna miss me when I’m not there
And you know I don’t care
You know I don’t care

I said maybe
You’re gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You’re my wonderwall
I said maybe (I said maybe)
You’re gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You’re my wonderwall

Timeless Beauty: A Tribute To The Greatest – Miss ‘Supersonic’ Karen Mulder

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(WHAT’S THE STORY) MORNING GLORY?

7c73e58bc00aafbcb1f148d616de7b00Before Dutch models like post-19830-1209849777Doutzen Kroes, Marloes Horst, Bregji Heinen, Luna Bijl, and Birgit kos were even thought of in the world of fashion, Karen Mulder set the runways ablaze decades prior and captivated designers and fans alike with her sophisticated classic beauty and gentle girl next door charm.

I need to be myself
I can’t be no-one else
I’m feeling supersonic, give me gin and tonic
You can have it all, but how much do you want it?

You make me laugh
Give me your autograph
Can I ride with you in your BMW?
You can sail with me in my yellow submarine

81cbf0395aedd310ad370d106f38e2adLike Mulder’s fellow 64651_sweetheartsuits91_bwab04supermodel contemporaries of the time, she too came from humble beginnings in her home country of Vlaardingen, Zuid-Holland, Netherlands. With her short hair and braces, Karen never thought of herself as beautiful growing up and couldn’t fathom the idea of ever becoming a model.

06251_bb_KarenMulder_1991_10_FLAMBOYANT_FW91_VOGUE_ITA_EllenVonUnwerth_050_122_886lo“No-one ever told me I was beautiful,” she recalls. “When I was 14, I was out riding my bicycle with my best friend and she said, ‘You know, you’re really pretty.’ I was so surprised, I almost fell off my bike!”

By the age of 17, Karen was completely engrossed withtumblr_pmu5sib9jq1uqlov4o1_1280 all things fashion and beauty. Unbeknownst to Karen, friends had submitted snapshots of her to the Elite modeling agency’s Look of The Year competition. Karen didn’t raise too many objections as she saw it as a joke and didn’t entertain any hope of winning.

But to her surprise, when she returned from a vacation with her family, there was a letter waiting, informing Karen she was one of 50 girls selected for the contest. Before she’d knew it, she had come in second place in the world finals and snagged a lucrative modeling contract with Elite.

c4ed40349569709Her parents were not thrilled with the prospects of Karen becoming a model and forgoing a white collar profession:

“My father didn’t want to hear about it at all,” says Karen. “I had to get a degree, either as a physician or a pharmacist. But I was really bad in maths, and school always bored me terribly. So, for me, becoming a model was a way of escaping the whole thing.”

A few weeks later, Karen was already living and working in Paris, being booked by top fashion magazines like Elle, Vogue, and Marie Claire. In just her second year, Karen was already walking the catwalks for some of the biggest names such as Valentino, Yves Saint Laurent, Lanvin, Versace, and Giorgio Armani.

You need to find out
‘Cause no-one’s gonna tell you what I’m on about
You need to find a way for what you want to say
But before tomorrow

‘Cause my friend said he’d take you home
He sits in a corner all alone
He lives under a waterfall
Nobody can see him
Nobody can ever hear him call
Nobody can ever hear him call

In 1991 at the age of adppY4Zp_o21, Karen’s modeling career skyrocketed as she landed a contract with GUESS and scored her first cover for the Vogue UK March 1991 issue photographed by Patrick Demarchelier.

Throughout the 1990s, Karen continued her meteoric fashion glory, walking for everyone from Ralph12558351355_cce69b669b_b Lauren, Calvin Klein, Chanel, Versace, Chloé, Fendi, Christian Dior, etc. She modeled for Victoria’s Secret for five consecutive years, appeared in Sports Illustrated Swimsuit in 1997 and 1998 and graced countless magazine covers.

Karen even had the honor of working with some of the worlds greatest fashion photographers at the time including Javier Vallhomrat, Peter Lindbergh, Patrick Demarchelier, Bruce Weber, Helmut Newton, Irving Penn and Arthur Elgort.

At the height of her career she was earning up to £10,000 (over $13,000 USD today) a day and making millions a year:

“I think I’m very lucky in life and I think you have to live the moment. You should not live in the future. You should not live in the past. It’s about living today, this very second.”

But everything wasn’t as it seemed when in 2001 on a French Television show, Karen suffered a mental breakdown, claiming she was sexually abused by powerful men in the fashion industry and even loved ones. Karen was checked into a psychiatric hospital. The following year, Karen went into a coma after she overdosed on sleeping pills in an apparent suicide attempt.

Karen rebounded a bit in 2004 as she launched her music career which was minimally successful and had a daughter in 2006, walking her last fashion show in 2007 at the Dior Autumn/Winter 07/08 Couture Collection in Paris.

tumblr_o2a5wsbruf1s4rdaio1_1280Since then, Karen Mulder has lived in relative obscurity far from the limelight, appearing in a few foreign TV shows and rarely speaking to the media. It’s as though she’s the model that everyone wants to forget, a black eye on the fashion industry, serving as some “a-ha the dark underbelly of modeling and what just relying on your looks can get you” moment.

It’s odd how society views troubled men from women. For someone like Kurt Cobain or Layne Staley, we laud their hardships; their troubles and suffering humanizes them, and we see ourselves in their pain. They become heroes immortalized by musical greatness. But that’s hardly the case the other way around.

Karen Mulder as a person and model was in a total class by herself. Among her peers inpost-19830-1209845334 the fashion industry, she was known as the “Blonde with Class,” “The Face of her Generation,” and “The Dutch Valkyrie.” You can see in old clips on YouTube, just how much casual fans, agents, and designers loved Karen.

She was so charming, her personality was upbeat and she had a childlike innocence about herself. She seemed so kind and loving, and I think that’s what attracted others to Karen most. People genuinely seemed perplexed meeting Karen for the first time. It’s like her exceedingly good looks and modeling occupation, didn’t match her down to earth personality.

“She’s a very kind, nice person and she just does the job like a job,” says Jackie Modlinger. “She doesn’t wake up in the morning and say, Oh I’m a supermodel.”

post-19830-1209763711Seeing Karen glide down the runway was a thing of beauty. She wasn’t a lifeless mannequin with a blank stare. She had personality, sex appeal, and grace in her walk. Her hips would sway to and fro as she dazzled the audience with her classical beauty and the epicurean silhouette of her curves.

“I think you can see a girl’s personality very much on the runway. You can tell some girls are very strong, some girls are very soft and sweet, and some girls are very shy, and some girls want to be sexy.”

Karen’s covers and post-19830-1210018587editorials left such an impact when I saw them for the first time. I thought she was the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. She had this air of sophistication and sensuality in her photos. But it wasn’t haughtiness or arrogance. It was an aura of genuine authenticity, warmth and inspiration.

post-19830-1209935339She was so incredibly special. In the supermodel heyday, she was in a class by herself and there’s no one like her even now. Her beauty and spirit had a way of enveloping you. She could mesmerize a crowd effortlessly. I don’t think there was another model quite magnetic like Karen. She’s was completely different.

I feel like a normal human being, like anyone else, I don’t feel like I’m any different, like when I left Holland 8 years ago. It’s just that being in the spotlight or having your picture taken or being in interviews, it impresses people sometimes, they go ‘wow.’ I don’t know, I’m the same as before.

You need to find out
‘Cause no-one’s gonna tell you what I’m on about
You need to find a way for what you want to say
But before tomorrow

aa2513296857459The late 80s and 90s era of the supermodel were extraordinary. It was to fashion and beauty what Grunge and Britpop were to music during those decades. I don’t think there will ever be anything quite like it again and there will never be another Karen Mulder.

In the Oasis: Supersonic documentary, 2e0961dfa4f396f53dc8c4e8502e7cb5Noel expressed how their hit debut single was about passion, the love he and Liam had for one another as brothers and the love of family. Ultimately that’s how I feel about Karen. She personified love, humanity, and passion.

Sometimes you have to breakout, never look back and do the extraordinary to feel alive. Karen would often times say, “I’m just me” as a response to her puzzling appeal. “I think she can be identifiable as the girl next door as well as a supermodel, says Modlinger, “and that’s her strength.”

‘Cause my friend said he’d take you home
He sits in a corner all alone
He lives under a waterfall
Nobody can see him
Nobody can ever hear him call
Nobody can ever hear him call

People couldn’t quite get the appeal to Nirvana and grunge in the states, and it was probably the same with Oasis and Britpop in the UK, but both were a force. Karen had that same force, a seismic shock wave sending a passion of love throughout the atmosphere, breaking every barrier of sound known to man, she’s supersonic!