Just AnOther Questionnaire...

...Just thought I'd share with you guys my responses to the 'AnOther Magazine Questionnaire' from the Spring/Summer 2011 issue :) hope you're all having a lovely summer!

Central Saint Maarten's?

60s Dragshow-Tropical Vacation-Comme Des Garcons/Junya Watanabe-Jean Paul Gaultier (Prada SS2011 shirtsleeves) vibes? yeah I'm down on that. Maarten Van Der Horst~watch this space~Coming Soon!

                                             
CHARLOTTE CORDAY hot sugar THE GIRLS SAY groove armada GIRLS the prodigy WATERS OF NAZARETH justice CONGRATULATIONS mgmt SEE YOU SO pixel fix NEW JACK the prodigy BECAUSE I GOT HIGH afroman

THE PCP DRESS

A design from my last project

Givenchy Resort 2012

...and the Sky was made of Amethyst

(paintings by Francis Bacon along with some photos of his studio-by ogden?-, 90s Comme Des Garcons photo from Italian Vogue, random shiny room photo and VIOLET which rules.)

I'm really feeling Francis Bacon right now; for me his work deals with composed and constricted conflictions over guilt and fear which is kind of where I am right now. I think that his message is best conveyed with his series of paintings known to the general art community as the 'screaming popes' because the figurehead of the catholic faith stands as basically the world leader in bigoted superstition and hatred; despite (supposedly) only wanting to be a positive influence. So I think he's conveying this internal confliction over naive 'good intentions' and evil ulterior motivation.

Basically he's illustrating these popes as naive characters whom, in their candid blindness to the truth have become the evil that they beheld and sought to erradicate - they've become villains in their misdirection and 'incidental' malintent.

It's not so much of a direct attack on Catholicism as many people believe, in my interpretation, so much as it is a personification of the 'bad guy' in detest of his own status; and all he's done.

HELLA deep.

I have a new favourite thing...

besides drinking vodka shots home alone at 10am and screaming Stevie Nicks songs until the neighbours call the national guard (or whatever the british equivalent is)

and that my friend, is agreeing with everything that Courtney Love says

so much love for THE LOVE

muh ruhturn tuh blugging

I never really left you, blogspot, you know that. I was tempted away by a fantasy life of hard work and top-notch fornication with the perfect man - however while we both learnt that we are perfect for eachother, it simply came at the wrong time... so here I am. I'm sorry I left you all for ages and I won't leave you again, I promise.

Even his name sets me off, seriously. We broke up only yesterday and while part of me feels like I'm already over him; I'm mourning. Because we spent over a month apart before we officiated upon our separation I'm not hysterical anymore, but when we started to break up about a month ago I felt like I was going to die and I've never cried so much in my life; and when I thought we'd never speak again I nearly drank myself to alcohol poisoning (drinking on my own has become my new favourite thing... more about that later.) But we're still friends (not just friendLY, actual friends) so I'm not dead or hooked up to a stomach pump.

I've been singing this song backwards for days now

I'm the accused here, this song is against me

expect bullet-posts of random crap in the future - I'm emotional and desperate for an outlet... I ALMOST STARTED A TumblR! PEAPLE!!! :O