Fashion through a postcard

Vintage Postcards are pretty interesting things. They are often at first glance, banal things, but once read and unwound, the history that uncoils is rather startling. A scrutiny of the future. From these postcards, words can be uncovered. Histories can be confabulated. Images can unravel other worlds. This particular postcard, happens to be from 1909. Written by a woman who traveled overseas to go hat shopping in Paris, she exclaims with glee how her time is being passed.

"Paris- May 14th Shopping in Paris may be one long sweet dream, but trying on hats is more like a nightmare. We have tried on tubs, peach-baskets, and umbrellas- the result is I have a "creation" that Guy says looks like a flower garden running riot. Love to all- Anna G."

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Repetition

So shout until your hear no more
But don't you ever ask yourself why
The repetition kills you, the repetition kills you, the repetition kills you.
- The Black Ghosts

Give me contrast

Miu Miu s/s 2010 was like some kind of exotic remote control god putting all the things I love in a colored glass bottle, shaking it gently, and coming to me and asking me what it is I desire most. Oh, fashion genie, It's contrast that I want the most!!! Conflicting fabrics, colliding concepts, clashing clashing pastels, nudes, and pales - that's what I love! Super-size-me braids, frivolous platforms, and gaudy galore! It fits together like a puzzle of childlike silliness and adult cutouts of seduction to equal perfection.

COPPER

I love copper. The color itself is draconian, but at the same time endearing. Benevolently pulling one in, along with expectorating and spitting back at the onlookers. Copper is a cogent. Copper is malicious. Copper with assorted beads and organic forms is out of this world!




A copper bracelet I made with found shells and other beads...

2010: the resolution

With the new year comes new possibilities; new potentiality. But before new- before bounteous - comes renewal. Renewal of the old and forgotten, renewal of the joy. My resolution is to continue this blog- without pausing of hesitation of any sort. Because, I know I haven't been blogging much for the past 6 or so months... And it's something I really used to love. Even despite lack of comments. Continuing with the resolution comes discovery. Discovery of anything I've ever been interested in. From jewelry making to rare foreign languages, this year I'll actually push myself forward to learn not just the abouts but the hows. Books are pretty amazing things. Anything you'd ever want to learn about is contained within the pages of some book, somewhere. And lastly, remember to never lose yourself as a person. You're the only one you've got- forever. And you matter first! I encourage anybody, any readers (if you're still out there) to do the same. Happy new year! 2010 will be fantastic, I just know it.



from German Vogue January 2010

Tu veux ou tu veux pas?

Is there a greater era than the '60s? ... In France? The divine sillyness of the pop music and culture will forever reign. Brigitte Bardot's 'Tu Veux ou Tu Veux Pas' stands as a fine example.

The British Society for the Advancement of the Mini-Skirt

The mini-skirt came, the mini-skirt tried to leave, the mini-skirt survived. Long ago during the reign of the swinging '60s, a group of young women protested against Christian Dior's new below-the-knee creations outside of Dior's fashion house. The protest coincided with Dior's showing of the 1966 Autumn/Winter Collection.