Parades
by angeliska on March 1, 2009
It’s always so strange- the feeling of traveling a long way
in the course of a day. A morning, and then an afternoon pass
on the journey and I am hurtled across these old familiar highways
back to a place that still calls me home. It felt like landing on
another planet, though. Backwardsville. The streets somehow all reversed,
and I emerge from the car with my head on upside-down, my eyes crossed.
Naturally, the first thing we do upon arriving is head to a parade.
Downtown is a mess of color and bodies and the wafting grease and sugar
aromas from the glare of the food-carts. I am utterly overwhelmed.
This is the first picture I took when I got New Orleans.
I was light-headed with hunger and flashing lights from
shopping carts loaded with one thousand LED swords
and medallions and wands and gewgaws- but I hate eating
while standing or walking, especially when I really need to
concentrate on it. I like to focus on my meal, very slowly.
In the end the lure of the corn dog won out. I’m not ashamed.
It was magical. How could I forget how delicious?
My six-year-old self was totally gratified, and begrimed with mustard.
Louie let me take his picture. He and his sister May have been running
this stand for 50 years. Every parade is etched into their faces, which
were impossible to capture. They were my favorite part of the night.
Have you ever been to a big parade during carnival season?
This video is from 1941- I suppose not all that much has changed,
except everyone really dressed so much better of course.
Even the people not in costume look pretty fabulous.
They are beyond surreal. I love the crazy floats and the marching bands.
I know a lot of people who make their living building and painting
these floats all year- I love how old fashioned they are, still shining
with painstakingly applied gold and silver leaf. Some are satirical,
but most are just beautiful- you have to drink it all in quick as it goes by..
In the morning I wandered over to my dear friend Miss Raven’s house,
where we broke our fast on poached eggies and fruit salad and
caramel tea. Afterwards I experimented with my new camera,
peering at all of her treasures. The doll above is named Elspet,
and she suffers from acute elephantiasis of the lower extremities.
This dress used to belong to Mae West!
Masks and horns and mourning maidens..
Monsters loom overhead- beware!
Raven’s kitchen is one of my favorites- I ought to have tried to capture it,
and all the shades of green, but my breakfast distracted me.
I loved watching this arrangement of flowers and feathers on
the kitchen table be plucked at over the course of the holiday
and transformed into various headdresses and other adornments..
Isn’t this setting crazy? Lily magic! Cloud-cuckoo land!
I really had to figure out the camera quickly,
and I have to say- I am falling in love with it.
More evidence of this to be revealed very soon indeed!
Seawitches, Stormsirens, and Horned Beasts
by angeliska on February 27, 2009
Mardi Gras was so amazing and perfect,
and I can’t wait to take a look at the pictures
and elaborate on all the adventures-
but! I just arrived home from a long journey
and am muchly tattered and weary..
So this little teaser of three of my
very favorite photographs from last year
will simply have to suffice until I can
unfurl all the magic that so very recently occurred!
Miss Angie, Empress of Seadragons
Pandora, The Storm-Siren
Colin, Le Minotaure
Soon, soon!
xoxo A.
Mardi Gras, My Love
by angeliska on February 18, 2009
Sometime around midnight tonight I shall hit the road,
traveling down that old familiar highway to make my pilgrimage,
to celebrate my most favorite holiday- yes, darlings, it is Mardi Gras time!
I never got around to sharing these photos from last year-
I was preparing to when I found out that my friend Vi
had died suddenly, and the tangle of mourning snared me
in tears and thorns- later, I had lost my momentum somehow..
I just realized that today is the one year anniversary of her death.
If you have a minute today, go and read this
letter that Vi wrote– it’s important.
So now, a year later I’m looking at these images and remembering
all the iridescent cacophony that is carnival and my heart is beating
quickly with anticipation that soon I will be gazing up at this cathedral
again, dancing in the streets with all my dear ones, and the whole city.
Please, please, please let the weather be as perfect this year as it was then!
It couldn’t have been a more perfect day- warm, with a dazzling blue sky.
Colin made this Minotaur costume in about five minutes, and looked
totally amazing. I think maybe he should paint himself gold every day..
Look at these little pastel petitfours! Can you believe that they did not plan
to be birds of a feather with those pale wigs? It’s true. Psychic sisters!
They’re all mostly oceanic themed costumes as well- so beautiful.
Miss Dana Kitten was a Forest in Winter!
She gave us many icy feather-snowflake butterfly kisses,
and melted our hearts with her beguiling ways.
Miss Raven was a most luminous and perfect pearl,
shimmering out from her pink scallop shell cowl.
Liser had one of my most favorite costumes- we were looking around for her,
and everyone kept saying, “She’s still in bed!” we were aghast until we found her
and discovered that it was true! I loved her hair splayed out on the pillow,
with condom and teddy-bear, and the sleep mask that reads Sweet Musings
that she found in the dumpster. It was heaven to curl up next to her
and pretend to still be in bed, too. Mardi Gras is an early morning thing, y’all!
Okay, so Miss Jenny and her beau Jon are basically the King and Queen of Mardi Gras
as far as I’m concerned- their costumes are always so perfect and so incredibly detailed!
If you could see their outfits up close, your eyes would just goggle out of your head
at the psychedelic wonderment of a jackalope in lederhosen and his mad-hattered belle!
By the way, her hat reads, “Laissez Le Bon Temps Rouler!” -yes, indeed!
This was the cuteness that ate my mind.
Capricornia + Le Minotaure- we were horned beasts, as befitting our astrological natures.
Miss Jackie is always so stunning. Her costumes really are something else.
She has a real poison dart blower too, so you’d better watch out!
Miss Angie is the Queen of the Seadragons! The wind was blowing like crazy
in Jackson Square, and we were worried that it might take her away into the sky-
as her golden finned headdress was acting as a sail! The woman looks good green.
Oh Sienna! La bella cubanitsa! We were dancing in the street eating plums and nectarines.
Beastly boys! David’s creations have inspired my to strap taxidermy to myself this year-
only, not to my face. Although I would love one of his goat masks, with a long silky beard!
This person terrified me very much! All in all it was a very black metal Mardi Gras.
I spent a long time staring at this kingcake, which is apparently considered edible, by some.
I even considered it, until I was pulled away. There was something magical
about those colors, though.. O unnatural icing! Your evil swirls are calling me!
Instead I opted for this much more streamlined fancy-schmancy kingcake,
from a foo-foo bakery Uptown that I can’t remember the name of.
It was delicious, and had edible glitter and iridescent powder!
So gorgeous. I want edible glitter on all my food now.
Tiny Valentines
by angeliska on February 11, 2009
Valentine’s day quickly approaches in a whirlwind
of heart-shaped confetti and tattered calendar pages-
as usual, there’s more occurring all at once this week
than I could possibly attend even if I had an army of
clones at my disposal (which, incidentally, is not a bad idea!)
Although I shudder to think of what mischief 1000 Angeliskas
could get up to in even one day! Horrors! Mayhem! Deviltry!
Alas, I must do my best just with little ‘ole me- and so..
Wednesday, February 11th:
Mistress Stephanie and her Melodic Cat
will be playing a show at the Beauty Bar
to celebrate the release of their new album,
which I am very excited about.
If you’ve never seen them, well..
“Kurt Weill pulling hairballs out of
Marlene Dietrich’s throat with an electric guitar, but even sexier.”
is actually an apt description- in the very best way!
Thursday, February 12th:
I have some work in an art show, with some very dear
(and talented!) friends. There will be prints for sale, also!
Postcards are coming soon, for real. Believe it.
The opening is on Thursday, and will feature music
by Faith Delphi, and many other tasty treats!
Afterwards, I’m hoping to hop down to catch some of this fantastic line-up:
HIGH PLAINS SIGH PRESENTS: Listen.
Amy Annelle, Conjunto Los Pinkys, Oliver Rajamani
Thursday Feb 12 @ Stubbs
801 Red River
Austin, Texia
$8, *all ages* 9 PM DOORS
Saturday, February 14th:
Is Valentine’s Day, and as my sweetheart is hard at work
on his giant sculpture for the upcoming Texas Biennial,
we agreed to celebrate at our leisure at a later date- and so I will be found
at the Museum of Ephemerata for the Wonderous Instruments Exhibit–
I have lent some items from my collections for the show,
and can’t wait to see it! The sublime Miss Luna Tart will be
slaying us all with her ukulele and sad songs for strumpets!
I really only wanted one thing for Valentine’s,
and it was this amazing dress. I am truly heartbroken
that I was outbid on it at the last minute- oh the pain
of the one that got away! O Ebay- thou art a cruel mistress!
Why, oh why can that perfect heart dress not be mine?
I cry blood.
I want Nina Hagen to be my Valentine this year.
Except that I want it to be 1978, which would make me
less than a fetus, less than a twinkle in my mama’s eye-
and I think it’s hard for fetuses or twinkles to perch on
stools at a fancy café sipping pernod and eating
salted caramel and pots du crème au chocolat, non?
photo by Monique
Let’s all wake up in this room on Valentine’s and drink rose tea and feed each other these:
photo by Lenora
Will you, won’t you?
p.s. do go read what Mlle. Verhext has to say about Valentine’s:
♥ the way we kiss ♥
it’s very sweet and cheering and there’s lovely songs also!
A Day at the Opera
by angeliska on February 9, 2009
Today was strange and magical..
I took a long, luxurious bath and read The Lisa Diaries,
which are hilarious and depraved. Excellent bathtime reading!
I rely so much on the quality of light to limn and define objects-
I love to see ordinary things transformed in a shaft of golden
afternoon sun. I’ll arrange my day to be sure that I can enjoy
the light angling into my studio windows- it feeds me in a very
powerful way. The way cats will shift position to get maximum
time drinking in the sun, sphinx-like smiles on their furry faces-
or what the Aztecs and Egyptians were up to with their pyramids..
I get it, and I am really thrown off my game on grey days-
I lose my equilibrium, and it seems like morning never really ends.
As much as I love the Pacific Northwest, I know I could never live there.
I know it’s peculiar that such a pale person should be a heliophile,
but I am a southern girl- and I love heat and warmth and loathe being cold!
Anyhow, today was ominously grey and cloudy yet also quite warm-
ah, Texas in February! It’s very bizarre, but I love it.
So happy that it’s raining now, also- oh how we need more of it!
Today was Mister J. King’s (of Hello Lovers) birthday-
we celebrated by attending the opera! It was Rigoletto.
Have you ever seen it? It is a melodrama- tragic and
funny at turns. Mostly tragic. We were way up high in
the nosebleed vertigo seats, so the faces were tiny smudges-
but you could see the orchestra and it was fun taking wee
swigs from a silver flask of scotch! It was odd seeing an opera
in the middle of the day, everyone dressed up in the harsh
white glare.. I must say, though- the place was packed to the
brim with all sorts of people, and lots of fancy cuties!
I’ve left my tripod somewhere, so there’s only a composite representation
of what I wore- a 1930’s burgundy lace gown and fox fur coat,
both ancient and disintegrating, quite literally! I was a bit concerned
that I would be en deshabille by the end of the second act!
I realize that it is perverse and decadent to wear fur-
even very old and rotting vintage furs, which is what I have.
I had some very interesting conversations with ladies in the bathroom
about this, and I would like to continue the dialogue.
I am torn on the subject, being an animal lover-
but also a carnivore and leather wearer.
I am disturbed by all the the new exotic animal
pelts and skins I see strewn over the glossy pages
of fashion magazines, and I see and respect the point
of view of my friends who choose not utilize animals
for food or fashion. My attitudes have changed over the
years- I was a vegetarian for a long time. Now I am
contemplating going hunting! I feel that the most important
thing for me is to be aware and without illusions in making
my decisions. I try to uphold my choices without defensiveness,
and not judge others for any of their own choices.
How do you feel about it?
I was very naughty and treated myself to some very nice stockings from
Sock Dreams! Beware, all ye who enter there! You will be tempted
to spend all your dollars on socks, I swear. Très dangereuse!
John King comes from a long line of kitemakers.
Every year on his birthday, he receives a kite.
This year’s was emblazoned with a map of Antarctica.
It was a very windy day, but we lacked twine-
so we sang this song instead..
His lady, Miss Godsey is one of the prettiest people I know.
She is also a wonderful photographer.
I love to take pictures of her! So photogenic!
Miss Fickling was also looking darling in powder blue..
Jim and David sharing a loving moment.
It’s so nice to see fancy fellas in suits and tuxes!
I spied on D. from the balcony during intermission. O, incognita!
Afterwards, we headed to Sam’s Barbecue to feast of piles of meat!
All of us in our finery, squished onto picnic table benches, grabbing
ravenously with sauce-stained fingers for sausage and pickled peppers,
sweet-tea and orange soda and potato salad and banana pudding!
Sam’s is my favorite. The inside is covered in yellowing photographs
and posters and art. This was a newer piece, or one I hadn’t noticed before.
I wondered what crazy Jesus had to say about the dead,
but I left it alone- some mysteries must remain intact.
Disko Dancing!
by angeliska on February 4, 2009
Once again, Gadjo Disko swallowed me up
in its glittering maw, only to spit me back up
days later- dazed and wondering how to get
this surgical adhesive off of my face..
Well, it’s really mostly off now- after many
scrubbings. What a night.
Words, as usual, don’t do it justice
so here’s so pictures instead to
give you an idea:
The thing about surgical adhesive is that
you can really be assured of all your eyelashes
and jewels and whatnot staying exactly where
you stuck them, and not budging an inch..
Even much, much later- when you really want them to..
Mistress Stephanie was there in fine form,
she really is just so stunning. Her embroidered
robes were beyond belief. I believe their first album is being
released this week, on Saturday- hooray!
Sweet Franziska performed the most incredible Mongolian Burlesque!
She is such a talented dancer- I love seeing humor and sensuality
blended with good choreography. You can tell when a dancer
truly loves what they do- Frannie was radiant!
Faith Delphi is a total fox.
This is Mister Christopher.
He is a fine fellow.
This guy is my favorite. He was so scary and great!
Christeene and Mackling relaxing after
a spirited performance involving nearly naked, bearded men in animal masks.
You can watch the video version here, but I’ll warn you- it is nasty!
In the best possible way! So nasty, in fact- that you have confirm your birthdate to watch it!
This guy reminded us of an actor from The Angels of Light
(not Michael Gira’s band, but the post-Cockettes troupe)
He was fun to watch dancing, also. Lots of Balinese gestures.
Flip!
Miss Amelia was at the disko
looking so splendid that I was doubly shocked when she told me that
her beloved house had burned down that very afternoon! Poor dearie..
Luckily, everyone is okay, including her wee pup Charlotte.
She told me that she managed to save the pink faux fur stole
she made especially for Gadjo Disko! Send her good wishes
and vintage dresses! Hers all smell like smoke and soot..
Lastly, here’s my own true love in a fantastic ensemble of his own making..
He seems to be indicating the way to the great egress…
Oh, and I just found out about Lux Interior!
I can’t believe he’s gone- it’s seems like just yesterday
that I saw him clambering up a bank of speakers
in rubber stockings and stiletto heels. Poor Ivy!
Goodnight, werewolf king..
Birthdee Glee
by angeliska on January 23, 2009
I am very happy and a tad abashed to admit that my 30th birthday
was such a momentous occasion that it has taken me
nearly two weeks to recover from the festivities!
Our abode may never recover, in fact-
we may have decided to keep it as a half-gutted forest
covered in glitter confetti and sour cherries dropped on the floor
by ecstatic revelers! Or start sweeping, sometime soon!
Follow for more birthday adventures in the black forest..!
I bought this lovely Surprise Shell at Tail of the Yak
when I was in San Francisco, and had been faithfully saving it
until my birthday morning! I would tell you what was in it,
but that would ruin the surprise- so you’ll just have to go get one of your own!
Birthday mornings in particular are very sacred to me,
and should be as blissful as possible- sleeping late and then
a luxurious bath and magical breakfast with two of my most
favorite people! The sun was shining, alighting on flowers and
tea steaming up and so many sweet treasures from dear friends!
Above are some from Mlle. Verhext, wonderful music mixes,
the most beautiful necklaces (a mysterious abalone pendant
and the coveted antler woman necklace from Theatre of Dreams!)
So amazing. Also the Fairy Wood flavored pastilles from Leone-
one of my favorite candies, and the best chai from Crixa Cakes
and gorgeous jackets of cerulean silk velvet and emerald rose brocade!
I was blessed with so many kind and generous gifts from my sweetlings
that it really requires a separate post to do them justice. Seriously.
We stayed up until 6am the night before transforming our crazy, crumbling
renovation project palace into a magical black forest! It’s amazing what you
can accomplish in a few hours with the help of friends- we strew twigs
and branches hither and thither and decked the walls with frost flecked
red currants and fairytale dollies and forest creatures..
My love found these tossed out christmas trees on the road
and hung them from the rafters- it’s incredible how much it changed
the space. The acoustics, the delicious pine smell, the shape of the room..
Needless to say, they’re still up there. I think when we finish the house,
we must absolutely have a forest room- it’s so peaceful and lovely!
On the subject of forest creatures- I just can’t resist showing off my wonderful
prize from my friends and colleagues Mr. Garbs and Mme. Cornelius
who bestowed upon me my dearest wish- a taxidermied fox!
I have been half-heartedly trying to build it back up-
with little success. It has become so expensive, even for the old
rotty pieces that I favor. I have been wishing for a fox for so long-
I couldn’t believe my eyes. His name is Alavester, and he is half albino.
Eeeee! Thar be foxees in those trees!
Despite my dour glower, I am truly filled with glee in this photograph-
because though it took an hour to wrangle with my headdress,
I am finally dressed fittingly and thus the party can begin!
These two ladies, however, were truly the belles of the ball!
Amelia and Linda were both so gloriously beautiful and antler bedecked
that there was an audible gasp from the assembled guests when this
photograph was taken- such savage elegance, ooh-la!
Everyone’s costumes were so outstanding- every little detail
coaxed from their bits and bobs into miracles of millinery,
folktales turned into fabric and feathers!
Above is a detail from Mlle. Coffey’s Firebird ensemble..
Her date for the evening, Mr. Yates cames dressed as Little Otik!
He made a perfect Otesánek, telling tales in the leaves
around a roaring fire underneath the bare branches..
I nearly died however, when I saw the gingerbread man!
He made this a few hours before the party- and wore it all night long.
His mouth fell off at one point, so it’s stuck on with one of
my bobby pins he found on the floor- which makes it even better-
Gingerbread genius, MacGyver style!
This is the red-headed huntress who pierced
my heart with a thousand flame-tipped arrows.
Please note that her bodice is made from the skin
of a wee spotted fawn- ah! I swoon.
This fabulous piñata was created by Miss Katinka Pinka and her beau Lee-
it is the terrible bear with the severed head of Goldilocks!
I slew the bear (singlehandedly!) to avenge her, and delectable
green tea candies spewed out from his body!
My dearest Francesca was the ideal Tyrolean mädchen!
She and darling Annie created this work of art disguised as a piñata.
His/her name is Sissel (Or Cecil) and was so gorgeous that I could not
bring myself to destroy it! Instead we performed ritual surgery with giant scissors
and found that the chest cavities were stuffed with all manner of booty!
Including myrrh, firecrackers, cute barrettes, feathers,
fortune cookies, fancy chocolates and saint medals!
Not to mention roses of Jericho (aka Selaginella lepidophylla) with hand lettered instructions!
If you don’t already have one, I highly recommend one of these strange
and wonderous plants for your amusement and spiritual cleansing needs!
One of the best surprised of the evening was all of my sweet relatives
that appeared amongst the branches- my parents and wee nieces,
my aunt and uncle and no less than five cousins! It was so great
to have them there, family and lots of tiny little girls!
My dear papa played songs about crows on his banjo, much to our delight!
This is my cousin Luke, dressed as Gretel..
He came with Hansel and the Gingerbread man in tow,
and their little fairytale trio were the life of the party!
This was taken around the fire, about 6am.
It makes me burst into cackles every time-
Faith Delphi laughing at the Gingerbread Man
passed out in the leaves- he had gotten a hold
of a bottle of Night-Train (don’t ask!)
and well…
Dare I say it was the best birthday yet? Yes, I do!
I had no less than three birthday cakes- and all
were insanely delicious and attractive, as you can see..
The one above was made by Miss Nicoletta,
and another made by Miss Patience, and a sumptuous
german chocolate cake from Miss Evelyn! Hot damn, ladies!
There were impromptu performances and surprises
galore, so many wonderul people and music,
and all my wishes were granted, simultaneously!
Did I mention that it was a full moon that night?
I feel incredibly loved and lucky, and I thank everyone
in my life who has made it so! Besos, besos, besos!
Antiabecedarians
by angeliska on January 9, 2009
I have a piece in an amazing show that opens on my birthday
in New Orleans- if it’s possible for you to attend, I would highly recommend it!
I feel honored to be invited to participate in this project-
I wish I could be there for the opening.. Ah, if only I had ein doppelgänger!
Here’s all the info:
Barrister’s Gallery Presents:
Antiabecedarians, a Show of Telekinesis Proxenators in Franca Langua
32 artists, curated by Myrtle von Damitz, lll
January 10, 2009, 6-9pm
Through February 8
www.barristersgallery.com
www.antiabecedarians.com
NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANA — “Antiabecedarians” is a word from the
Anna Livia passage of Finnegans Wake by James Joyce.
Although Mr. Joyce’s precise intent as to the definition of “antiabecedarian” is debated,
we intend that Antiabecedarians imply those who are familiar with the rudiments
and rules enough to turn them on their heads.
“Telekinesis proxenators in franca langua”
may be translated roughly as
“frankly or obscurely, pimps (and/or procurers) of anomalous perturbation.”
This exhibition, a selection of work from 32 contemporary artists,
whose use of a singular New Orleans narrative sets them apart,
will be on display at Barrister’s Gallery (2331 St. Claude Ave, 504.525.2767)
from January 10th to February 8th, 2009.
A public opening party is scheduled for Saturday, January 10th (6pm to 9pm).
New Orleans has been an introverted bohemian draw for centuries,
but recent international attention to all aspects of the city’s cultural phenomenons
has delivered new energy and intensity to its visual arts community.
The art scene in New Orleans is at a turning point.
The world’s established contemporary art market is at a turning point.
What matters now is not so much the hedge-fund insurance value
but the source and originality of work, and that it has
a meaning beyond the pure numbers of the market.
A brighter light was thrown on New Orleanians with the Prospect 1 Biennial —
the success of which (in the eyes of many locals) was the willingness
of the contemporary artists involved to throw off an entrenched, stagnant
language towards a sympathetic response in favor of the peculiar
and oddly coherent mechanics indigenous to New Orleans.
Many dynamic new visual arts alliances have formed since Hurricane Katrina-
not just out of the intellectual petri dish of Barrister’s Gallery but as a response
to a wider desire of local artists to communicate with their friends and neighbors
and to broadcast their sensibilities to the rest of the world.
One such group alligned with Barrister’s Gallery
and the Antiabecedarians is the New Orleans Airlift
(www.neworleansairlift.org).
This show is not just a display of the works of transient personas,
this is a part of the new network of exchange between New Orleans and the rest of the world.
The artists in Antiabecedarians make their home in New Orleans or have strong ties to New Orleans-
they work not only to rebuild, hack apart and accurately construct
the glorious text of New Orleans from this vantage,
but to reach out to the newly converted.
Below are some highlights from the show,
from friends and beloveds:
From “Memorandum of Agreement.”
Delaney Martin
A detail from Cat’s Claw
by Myrtle von Damitz III
by Shannon Brinkman
(of Walt and I can’t tell who that lady is)
St. Agni
I painted this a while back and then hid her away.
Now she gets to come out and frolic with all my friends
on my whelping day! Her polka-dot goatie is thrilled to pieces!
“Rosacea Arch,” by Dana Sherwood
“Ivan’s Hands,” by Pandora Andrea Gastelum
St. Louis Cathedral inside an eggshell
Megan Lee-Hoelzle
In other exciting news, I have a piece of short fiction published
in the most recent TANK magazine– which also features
some great articles on a lot of the same dear New Orleans friends..
It feels good to kick off the new year with showing art and putting
my writing out there in a more formal way- here’s to more o’ that!
One last thing:
Mme. von Damitz shared with me this wonderful song,
a Slovak gem on wax cylinder from 1929
(found on Crashpop), called “Our Cat Wants to Get Married”.
The lyrics go like so:
Our cat wants to get married
Yesterday she promised it to her boyfriend
Hey cat, don’t do it!
Who will catch our mice?
Be careful little cat
When you get married you will be stupid
because your boyfriend doesn’t want to work
and you will become a beggar
Hey tomcat, you’ve got sharp claws
Don’t walk around our walls
You never do anything
Except date our white cat!
Black Forest Fashion
by angeliska on January 7, 2009
Okay, so- here’s a whole lot of inspiration
for anyone attending the birthday party,
and who is stumped on what to wear..
For everyone else- I wish you could come too!
What would you dress as?
(Clockwise, from top left)
1 + 2 = Alexander McQueen
3 + 5 = Jean Paul Gaultier Fall 2005
4 = Kenzo a/w 2006-7
6 = Tamera wearing gingerbread vintage cape
(birthdee present from meeeee!)
1. Koji Arai’s Last Supper
2. Jean Paul Gaultier Fall 2005
1. Kirsi on Hel Looks
2. Vesa on Hel Looks
Yep, those Finnish kids have got the look down!
I think perhaps they are the most adorable, ever.
1 = Darla Teagarden
2 = Erte
3 = Kate Bush under the ivy
4 = Megan Park a/w 2006-7
5 = Violetta’s Cuckoo Clock costume
1 = Pandora + Swanboy on Mardi Gras
2 = Roxanne as Petrouchka
3 = Joanna Newsom in the best Elfquest hat ever.
Red Riding Hood by Eugenio Recuenco
Thanks to the fabulous Style Skilling for multiple inspirations here..
A Pageant of Delight
I will go swoon, now.
Black Forest Wishes
by angeliska on January 4, 2009
I suppose it’s a little late for making gifty wishes,
but this is my fantasy wishlist, and hey-
a girl can dream!
First of all, I would like to wake up in this bed
on my birthday morning! By Rodolphe Foucher
found via Detour Design..
I bought myself these cuckoo clock earrings, though!
(who says you can’t fulfill your own wishes?)
From BookHouse Creations.
Um, I also treated myself to this gorgeous hunting relic
from Lady Lavona– I can’t wait to see it in person!
I need a new bag so desperately! Seriously. It’s become embarrassing-
I’m carrying around a crappy tote bag I got for free somewhere in lieu of a purse,
because my old one fell apart. I want something very specific-
leather, vintage (or made from vintage materials), lots of pockets,
cross-body shoulder strap, made of sturdy leather, simple + classic.
Valhallabrooklyn seems to be the answer to my prayers!
I love Mlle. Swanbone’s paintings, ever so much..
I’ve gotten several prints of her work- ah, to have an original! One day.
Something about these Meeting the Wolf note cards speaks to me..
Of course, I am wishing for a Black Forest Birthday cake!
Oh! An adorable Black Forest Cake ring to match!
Insanely cute things are to be found at CuteAbility.
I can’t recall where this killer belt came from, but I want it desperately.
I’m totally enamored with the Evergreen Girl of the Golden North,
lovingly made by Miss Clever Nettle!
Ah, this ceramic wolf pendant by Miss Poodlebreath
has been tantalizing me for awhile now,
but alas- it sold to some lucky wench!
I hope she will make some more- though
the bunnies, bears and drowning hands are lovely also.
There’s so much more I want,
but I must rise early and one
mustn’t be a Greedy Gretel!
