“Reason is only reason and satisfies only man’s reasoning capacity, while wanting is a manifestation of the whole of life.”
(Dostoevsky, “Notes From Underground”)
(Dostoevsky, “Notes From Underground”)
I wish my frequency to become jaded by things, people and idea’s had a higher frequency. But then I don’t because, imagine the travesty of being satisfied by the now and new average created.
I guess boredom is a price to pay till I invent something new, or it comes along.
—Margalit Fox’s obituary of the adventurer John Fairfax
—Miuccia Prada (via variationsonrelations)
The rap game just got their fashion I.Q raised - thank you A$AP Rocky Verses in no particular order besides my preference -
"I see your Jil Sanders, Oliver Peoples Costume National, your Ann Demeuelemeester See Visvim be the sneaker, Lanvin or Balmain Goyard by the trunk, her Isabel Marant I love your Linda Farrow, I adore your Dior Your Damir Doma, Vena Cava from the store I crush down with that top down, boys see how I ride ‘round Mami in that Tom Ford, Papi in that Thom Browne Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy she got it by the stock She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop And Versace: got a lot, but she may never wear it But she save it so our babies will be flyer than their parents”
"Rockin’, rollin’, swaggin’ to the max My bitch a fashion killa, she be busy poppin’ tags She got a lotta Prada, that Dolce & Gabanna I can’t forget Escada, and that Balenciaga I’m sippin’ purple syrup, come be my Aunt Jemima And if you is a rider, we’ll go shoppin’ like mañana Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like Nirvana Cause everything designer, Her jeans is Helmut Lang, shoes is Alexander Wang And her shirt the newest Donna, Karan Wearin’ all the Cartier frames Jean Paul Gaultiers cause they match with her persona”
"Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pow pow), Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pow pow), I said her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pow pow), Cause she a fashion killa, and I’m a trendy nigga I said her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pow pow), Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pow pow), I said her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pow pow), Cause she a fashion killa, and I’m a jiggy nigga I said
Scoop back tees, breeze in the coupe Smiling is your treasure, you’re so well put together I see bags and rings, jeans and shoes Spikes and patent leathers if the fabric makes you different You be me, me be you Go away together, we could get away forever All emotions clashing, thrashing, someone turned the light out I’m at my baby, stretched my passion, on my fashion night out”
The full song is here - https://soundcloud.com/asvpxrocky/fashion-killa
"There are ways to say thank you, I love you and i’m thinking of you: a personal note, a thoughtful gift or even a special homemade dish. As you can see in our age, the urgency by which we reply to texts and emails this personal touch is lost. Good things take time…"
Send a letter sealed with a video kiss courtesy Burberry around the world. Such a great initiative, so ideal. Only question is, who do I send my kiss to?
"Go!" is produced by Kanye West, who also performs backing vocals for the track alongside John Mayer. The track’s percussion is handled by Num Amuntehu, while its scratches are provided by A-Trak. Its beat contains a sample from "Old Smokey" by Linda Lewis. Its lyrics deal with sexual fantasies. (Thank you Wikipedia.com)
Apart from that the video is great mix of typography and story telling. A lyrical feast. “Thought it was forever, but forever move faster…So on the count of three, everybody run back to their fantasy…”
Just discovered the magic that is glitch art. There is something obviously distorted about the realities or lack there of, that they represent that’s actually, believable.
Its a good moment to sit down and enjoy how something surreal, feels so real.
Don’t know who to attribute this image to, so any leads would be helpful.