Oct 30, 2011

Habemus papam

I want somebody to iron my T-shirts and tell me everything is going to be ok.

Oct 22, 2011

cameo profile


we found love in a hopeless place

The cafeteria on the 9th floor of the Printemps is one of my favorite unpretentious Paris hangs. Not only do they make a mean apple crumble pie (the steak-frites is good too), but it also flaunts some of the most shameless views of the city. It's the kind of place you want to sit down with your grandma to explain why the red soled shoes you tried to make her buy cost more than her little Fiat.

Oct 18, 2011

Draw me a sheep!

I couldn't sleep last night at 3am so instead of having one my occasional Marilyn moments and reach for the benzodiazepines I decided to finish this dress I sketched months ago for a yet untitled shoot.
The mohair yarn is trimmed and applied by hand in a degradé pattern on the nude silk slip.
I finally gave up at around 8am when I noticed I had sewn part of the dress onto my own shirt (and duvet).

Oct 17, 2011

in fur we trust

Those hands...
Photographed by Mike Reinhardt, 1972

Oct 16, 2011

fashion is commentary

Looks like someone is up to his old tricks again.

I'm not so much disturbed by the concentration camp trains references, but mostly by Meisel's tendency of late to merely scrape at the surface, never really getting into the crass of things. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure it's warm and cosy up the advertiser's asses but it's sad to see someone I admired so much turn out such trivial and antiseptic work.

Oct 12, 2011

mystic pizza

Times are hard for the Wiccan community too you know

Oct 10, 2011

I don't speak german but I will if you like

Proving that there is a life after a Chanel exclusive, Catharina Geiselhart's first novel is published this October in Germany.One of the photos I took of her in Paris was used as the cover, making this my first official cover art.
Available on Amazon of course. Double rainbow for everyone today.

Oct 8, 2011

Learned helplessness

"Learned helplessness, as a technical term in animal psychology and related human psychology,is a condition of a human person or an animal in which it has learned to behave helplessly, even when the opportunity is restored for it to help itself by avoiding an unpleasant or harmful circumstance to which it has been subjected. Learned helplessness theory is the view that clinical depression and related mental illnesses may result from a perceived absence of control over the outcome of a situation."

I really need a better shrink if it's come to the point I'm self-diagnosing on wikipedia

Oct 5, 2011


1930's art deco bar + tray
All we need now is Mae West and her napkin

Oct 2, 2011

"décroisez vos jambes!"

As the house lights went down today on the Imperial Salon of the Westin
Vendôme Hotel, a voice from the pit barked in the still opalescent darkness : "Décroisez vos jambes!" (Uncross your legs!)
No one obliged to the photographer's ill-mannered request to clear the frame,
our momma did, after all, teach us better than that.
I wish I could Sarah Mower a proper review of the Valentin Yudashkin show
I was kindly invited to, but as soon as Snejana Onopka appeared I was left with as
much self-control as a 12 year old at a Justin Bieber fragrance launch.
And yes, she was, as it is often told, martyr thin and all that, but what
struck me the most was the utterly celestial and heart wrenching sadness she
wore on her face. In a piteous attempt to pull myself together, I tried to
tune out the infection refrain resonating in my head (Teenage Dream) and
wondered how someone that beautiful could ever look so sad.

I smiled thinking this shitty shitty industry is probably going to kill us all.