the ugly earring

you know you’re dangerous when your toys are taken away.

(photo from here) 

dries, are you taking note?

The Zouave uniform was sometimes quite elaborate, to the extent of being unwieldy. Some Zouave regiments wore afez with a colored tassel (usually yellow, blue, green, or red) and turban, a tight fitting short jacket (some without buttons), a wide ten-foot long sash, baggy pantaloons or “chasseur” trousers, white leggings, and a short leather cuff for the calf, called jambieres. The sash was especially difficult to put on, often requiring the help of another Zouave. The Zouave uniform was better suited for warm climates and rough terrain. The loose pantaloons allowed for greater freedom of movement than trousers, while the short jacket was much cooler than the long wool blouse worn by most armies of the time. One of the reasons for the smaller number of Zouave units in the U.S. and Europe was the expense of the specialized uniform over that of mass-produced uniforms of a single color and cut. (more here).

***modern day zouave by marc jacobs***

more zouave here. 

and this is how you wear a red beret.

(from face hunter)

***also: special treat from the library of haute hipster***

its okay to hide behind glasses because they’re doing it in milan.

(photos from p and m).

this is so isabelle adjani in camille claudel.

is a seitan turkey made from scratch.

(get your tofurkey disguise here)

and definitely no perms.

dream sequence no. 1

a velvet jovovich hawk dress for $35, a huge octopus brooch (six inches long) to wear with an oversize cardigan sweater and your old junior high eyeglasses.

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dream sequence no. 2

rock monster is after my boyfriend.

a taxidermist after my own heart. 

takeshi yamada.

Born out of the mythos of Coney Island, Yamada’s present-day cosmos includes several six-foot-long Mongolian death worms; a pair of Fiji mermaids; a two-headed baby; a hairy trout; a seven-fingered hand; fossilized fairies; jackalope stew; a five-foot-long bloodsucking chupacabra; a 16th-century homunculus; a legion of samurai warriors trapped in the bodies of horseshoe crabs; a tiny marsh dragon; a coven of freakishly large, nuclear-radiated stag beetles from Bikini Atoll; and a furry mer-bunny, all of which are brought to life using old bones, shells, resin, origami, and bits and pieces of refuse, both inorganic and fleshy.

“In the East, abnormalities are not seen as shocking,” explains Yamada as he slogs through a deep, soggy thicket behind a baseball field. “The freakish is not a bad thing. It can represent the mystery of the universe. An expression of divinity. A blessing.” (more here).