Ssplendid. Here we go...
Not sure if I want to introduce myself yet, and I don't care if it's rude or not. Nothing is too rude or polite in fashion, as it is a state of mind and mood really. But at the same time, wether you want to dictate or impose it or not, the herds will follow it, with or without tea breaks.
(pause and sip)
Today i've discovered 2 inspiring things. Bonobo and Guy Bourdin.
The first is a musician, DJ from London. Good enough to place it the background, whilst watering your guts with tea and looking through "the" Bourdin photography. Now, Bourdin was a French tiny fella, who's wife and two girlfriends committed suicide, apparently. That's what I call the "The Fate of the Genius"'s WAG's.
If you like Helmut Newton, add some shoes to it, less bush et voila.
Good Vogue material. Probably too good. As Vogue has become more of a Cosmopolitan - Glamour - Oh my God I just took a Psycho test and I'm a house bronzed dingbat - kinda literature.
That's it for now.
I feel like a bit of whiskey now.
