Wednesday, February 25, 2009
The modern backalley version feels rougher, and a bit more hightech.
The older version, as always, much more stylish.
Embarking on a new mission, I am..
It will probably hurt as hell to learn the game.
But rather bruised and updated, than in one piece and an old fart.
I'll probably end up a bruised old fart.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Thom Browne Fall 09.
How about that jumpsuit-suit!
In general a fantastic collection, as with the Gamme Bleu the outerwear looks exeptional.
And it seems Mr Brown is still re-inventing shapes and cuts.
A bit more boxy and square shaped than before, and there's a clear nod to eastern european/Russian military uniforms.
(I miss his trademark narrow slacks, would have been smashing to these boxy double brested blazers)
Monday, February 16, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
My brother & his wife are thinking of putting together a cookbook called "Normal fucking food that even a moron could make".
(The title is roughly translated from swedish, but knowing my brother, it's not far from what the english title would be)
It should be pointed out that my brother ain't exactly at a Anthony Bourdain level in the kitchen, but the concept is great, and god knows he likes to cook when given the chance to chop something up with a sharp knife.
Besides, he's got a shotgun, lives on an island and is somewhat of a mogul in swedish media industry, so I guess he get's away with it. My contributions to this scrap-book bastard of a cookbook starts with poached eggs over smoked salmon, sauce hollandaise, sprinkled with chopped shallots, chives and a splash of tabasco.
Most of the times, meeting with the suppliers who are producing the designs we do, means dull offices and very little creative atmosphere.
Sometimes, you meet suppliers who are even crazier than yourself when it comes to obsessing over detail and collecting.
Union Apparel's head honcho Mr Philip Law is my new hero.
His office is a wet dream.
Beatles photo Ep's (which we played on an old italian machine) a Ducati, a superb collection of robots and dolls, vintage denim everywhere. I honestly didn't get much work done. But we did talk about natural dyed indigo, 45rpm and the three ply 120's shirting fabrics they developed two seasons ago and which set me back 450 bucks for a shirt.
He showed me the Damien Hirst collection for Levis, which he produced. Among them where the spin printed 1947 501's....7 pairs where made and sold for 15 000 euros..
It's not nice to lash out on strangers (or take their picture unknowingly)
But hey, Crocs? 2009? In public? With a "Fuji Rock" jacket?
Did he smile and go:
"Rock out with your Crocs out!" looking into the mirror that morning?
I can't think of a better reason to commit Hara Kiri.
Be a man, gut yourself.