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Call it home. Call it what you will, but even through all the brocade, the leather & fur, the glamour, and the amazing Proenza Schouler show, even through all of that, my favorite show this year - thus far - is Vivienne Westwood Red Label.

The inspiration was a subtle thing for me. It was the cranberry stockings, and the red, white, and black tattooesque body doodles. The color palette is my favorite for fall - lavender, cranberry, tomato, black, tan. I just found the entire collection super wearable. Maybe that's the kicker - I found it most inspiring because it was the most easily approachable for me. Not in a naïve or casual way, but just in a form that gave me the most hope for my wardrobe.

A Day Late & A Dollar Short

When something is interesting, it is always relevant. Also, the internet is huge. It's expected to miss some things here and there. These are my justifications for not having seen this 3-D shirt project by The T-shirt Issue. In order to not paraphrase, here is the concept:

Digital Portraits
Three people are portrayed digitally by scanning their bodies. The output of this scan is a 3D file, of which the resolution is defined by the amount of polygons – similar to pixels in a bitmap graphic. Linked with biographical memories, a digital twin of the body is created, extending the garment a formal-poetic character.

The 3D data is turned into 2D sewing patterns by using the unfolding function, which is a common tool used for paper models. The fabric and the inner interface, which defines the edges, are cut out with a laser cutter. Using strictly jersey as fabric, the perceived complexity of the garments is reduced to an approachable and basic level.


The concept is pretty great. And I adore anything or anyone with such a dedicated fascination with the triangular polygon.

It was rain that made the hum; It was an engine all along.

Que Triste - Que Vergüenza

I'm impossible. I simply cannot post a photo a day. At least not here. It was different when I worked a desk job - nine to five. I could come home and sit at the computer for an extra hour and jam out posts like it was nothing. Now that I'm in a sort of hustle of environments, of sorts, the computer is like a long forgotten tool. Laid defunct. It's almost inspiring. It's almost become novelty as of late. I've also been shooting much much more film, so the photo a day is just an impossibility. However, I'm not throwing in the towel. Not just yet.

It's the Thought That Counts

I'm really bad at this 365 project. It's not that taking the photo each day is the hard part; it's the posting and the upkeep. It was like a really amazing haircut that I know have to commit to maintaining. Oh, what a glorious problem to have.