McQueenie Queen

Ok I get it, the entire world loves Alexander McQueen and I've done so many past post drooling over McQueen BUT
I LOVE ALEXANDER MCQUEEN!

I guess I can only critique fashion just like any other art form from an architect's persepective but damn. He designs a completely alternative world and he fits every stitch to fit this world. His runway shows are spectacular and he has the ability much like h.g. giger to make the grotesque beautiful. Ok enough of my half-awake babble. You decide for yourself.

Holiday For a Friend

Holiday
For a Friend

The conduits and symbols of love will fill
and empty in step with the wink of our tongue;
neurons will burst open as your spinal cord twists
into a tesla coil, the walls of the temple shrine

unraveling. There will be only words, spoken
in morse code, in dots and dashes, images
and photoreels, taste and sound underwhelming
in their edict, their muddled signs and prophesy.

We will hawk for Oligarchs, haunt cylindrical thought
for fun; euthanize desire with the static emanating
from our fingertips; taste, then spit up, philosophy
and beliefs, live like nothing, like nothing at all.

And I will hang your hopes like a cowbell
about my neck, the sun growing jealous
of our foreheads & we will forget who we are
or why it mattered. Let the temper of this air

leave you breathless, the sentence of this moment become
your nothingness. Do not deal in prayer
or petals of ash, dim when compared
to their counterparts. Embrace only the moon

drawing static along the bottom curve of my iris,
the blood siphoned from beneath our tongue, the mercury
marking what’s left, fossilized points and lines.
Abandon the fuel, the reality that tethers you,

unclothe, delineate, go mad, magnify the architecture
of empty space, my palmprint; set loose the funnel
of crows in your throat, let my carcass of iron torture
your compass needle, and you will have your holiday.


-Austin Moyer

The Thing about Daul Kim

The world and particularly the blogosphere has been in mourning over the death of Daul Kim. She was the darling of the fashion world, supposedly Karl Lagerfeld's new muse. I guess what caught my eye really more than anything else are the so many similarities that Daul and I have. Ok I guess these are just chance coincidences and not something completely out of the ordinary. So we're both depressed Korean chick artists with blogs, roughly 5'10", sharing the same surname, and born three days apart.

That's enough to peak my interest. The first thought that rushed through my head is damn, she's done a lot more in her years on the earth than I have. I mean she's left a legacy and a fan base behind and damn she's done well with that bod of hers. And secondly, if the stars were aligned differently... could that have been me?

Fashion What?

Let's be serious, my fashion sense involves whatever the fuck I want and at times things that will make me laugh. Well I guess it goes a little beyond that and I do think of composure and fit and smaller things that no one else will ever notice. And it really depends on the day sometimes I feel like being Ms. On-a-boat JCrew with with lots of hot white... and other days i'm a rockstar.. As a kid I told myself when I was living independent of my parents I would eat just as I pleased and dress just as I pleased. Today: Asparagus, hotsauce, pasta with eggplant marinara + mohair plaid sweater, grey jeans, cowboyish boots ...

Anyway the point of all this? I've become obsessed reader of the regular blogs i.e. sartorialist and jakandjil for their HAWT clean looks buuttt just recently began to enjoy the chaos of certain other bloggers:

http://moohoop.livejournal.com/
WOWza... a stark contrast to everything I've been seeing and liking. In theory I guess this shouldn't be anything I really like. Sure I looove crazy accessories and I wear quite a few shocking numbers but this girl has it going on! Brooke is a design student in the district and she gets it. I've never been one bold enough to do so many layers or mix SO many patterns but she rocks. Maybe it's her bangin bod? I really don't get it because it's nothing I've ever really been drawn to this look I mean but I couldn't help but spend an hour yesterday trying to read every single one of her entries. She's goddamn fierce and I think my new muse.



and

http://tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com/


So this is the kinda thing that makes me think 'what have i been doing with my life?'. This 13-year old writer is more fluent in fashion than anyone else I can think of at the top of my head and someone that my 13-year self would have dressed like ... (if I weren't the normal self-conscious MustFitIn 13-year old girl). Other than being awesome fashion blog, I love that hers is kinda angsty...something I can still very much relate with.


Lots of thanksgiving reading material! Love having found these people.

You may all call my crazy, but looK! I've found some crazies that relate!

Comics and Zine Binge

The stack of comic books has been ever decreasing and I only have a pair left so here are noteworthy ones:

Doris 15: The Anti-Depression Guide

This one really hit close to home and truthfully I don't know how entertaining it would be for someone that hasn't gone through depression but boy was this one fantastic. I was at first reluctant to pick it up because it was so obviously a zine bound at home by some unknown artist with scraggly writing and equally scraggly drawings but thank god I did. Cindy Crabb is a wonderful angsty writer that I loved reading. I liked her take on the disease and the way she didn't try to forcefeed the same old bullshit I hear all the time on staying calm and blah blah blah. real advice for real people

Skim

Asian girl who's depressed, in a relationship with an older woman teacher... great

Black Hole

Thanks to Merri, in my room lies a thick stack of graphic novels that are slowly being read. Last night's read was the infamous Black Hole, which I've been meaning to get at for a while now and holy shit was it awesome. Disturbing storyline... awesome graphics. A +++ I was thinking of how this could possibly be translated into a movie or a book or anything because it has so many deeper elements and truly i don't think it can be. It is the perfect graphic novel because it cannot be anything else. In a rush but more to come...

wiki:
Set in the suburbs of Seattle during the mid-1970s, the comics follow a group of mostly middle class teenagers who, over the summer, contract a mysterious sexually transmitted disease known as "the Bug" or "the teen plague", which causes them to develop bizarre unique physical mutations, turning them into social outcasts.

Antony Hegarty

The past year, my iPod has been chock full of "catchy work music" with deep bass and hypnotic rhythm but more recently I've become more obsessed with individual artists ok ok just one artist but i needed SOME sort of segue right?

ANTONY HEGARTY

drooool! First man to go under the Bjork/ Joanna Newsome of haunting voices. Not to be over dramatic but listening to him is painfully good.

Jiddu Krishnamurti

Reading the the things I have in the last few weeks has done wonders for me so that's something I will try to continue between the hours of sketching and rendering. My most recent obsessesion: Jiddu Krishnamurti, a philosopher/speaker/writer, who oozes profundity. I guess I'm still learning about him so I'm no expert yet but his words excite me!


"It's no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society."

-Krishnamurti