gentlemen of bacongo

some remarkable photography of dandies in the congo here, i'm reminded of those black and white pictures of british teddy boys in the north of england and so on, the way their immaculate tailoring is at odds with the deprived surroundings, quite extraordinary.

jezebel

i want it that shirt and i want it those pants

if i owned a v&R shirt and pantalons i would never wear anything else

1&2 viktor & rolf resort 2010

and sir you just take my breath away

i thought the wolf heard me on the otherside of the glass, not much skin left now.

bruise-y boozy floozy

i fell over all gin sodden 4 months ago and did this to myself

it still hasn't completely healed

this is bad.

kisses for spiderwoman

happy halloween. . .

spot the difference

1 Daria Werbowy in Vogue Nippon November 2009, Girl of the Golden Field.

2 Praxiteles. Aphrodite of Knidos composite of two similar Roman copies after the original marble of c. 350 BCE. Marble, height 6'8" (2.03 m). Musei Vaticani, Museo Pio Clementino, Gabinetto delle Maschere, Rome.

oh deer -- i lost my brooch :(

my deer brooch has inexplicably gone missing. i cannot believe that wee Flossy would have sprang from my lapel only to gambol about the cold harsh streets of london when she and i have been such good friends these past few years. i suspect that some covetous creature may have pinched it. i implore all to keep an eyeout for the precious and report back to me should they find it, that one day i may be reunited with my beloved. alternatively you could keep a lookout on ebay and buy me a replacement. . .

a rose is

if i weren't completely plastered and therefore incapable of carrying anything heavier than a clutch bag i would have walked out of the lexington club with this table under my arm

get spiritual

There really is no point in going to Chinatown unless you have a penchant either for tacky souvenirs or for dried herbs that smell like butthole, because there is fuck all else there and no one speaks English. It is however quite pretty to stroll through.

nothing but blue skies

i find it pretty incredible that no matter where we are in the world we are all standing under the same sky

the kindness of strangers

les années perdues

the tangent flows

this picture was taken at the hussein chalayan exhibit many moons ago. he buried a silk dress in iron filings and earth. i want one.

Fur Hags

I was so outraged by the graffiti scrawled on MKA's star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame that to put a stop to this dehumanizing cruelty I founded a non-profit charity called SPAMKAP: Society for the Protection of Ashley and Mary Kate from Peta. Of course, we don't *know* it was them... but whoever it was, if I'd caught them doing it I would've killed and flayed them on sight and swaggered along the boulevard with their skin wrapped round my neck just to prove a point. How can we learn to respect the rights of animals if we can't respect each other, folks? So please, don't hate on MKA for being fabulous. Or you'll have SPAMKAP to answer to.

originally posted: SATURDAY, 7 FEBRUARY 2009

Crash!

Lara Stone's latest editorial in Paris Vogue is shocking for two reasons. Firstly because she hasn't got her tits out. Secondly because it merges all our old favourite themes of bondage, vampirism and carcrash fetishism into one subtle and artful package that would make Nan Golding slash her wrists with a smashed camera lens while screaming, "WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT? WHY!" Oh yeah and it glamourizes smoking as a direct backlash to the anti-smoking propaganda we are subjected to if not constantly then certainly on a daily basis, which is probably the most controversial thing about it.

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originally posted: FRIDAY, 6 FEBRUARY 2009

waterloo bridge

is my favourite place in london for two reasons:

1. the view

2. the outdoor bookstall underneath it