Category: From the Archives

revisiting // junya watanabe ss ’04

Summer 2014 wardrobe oasis has been sourced- or perhaps more aptly, spotted- via time machine set to ten years past, and it’s a veritable treasure trove of dots, biker shorts, and boob seams that feel appropriately and unabashedly¬†so right, right now¬†that I could write a trite, borderline senior thesis on the forward thinking of the Japanese guard. I will abstain, and in lieu, I’m listening to that “new” Michael Jackson track (“Love Never Felt So...

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from the archives // black magic

Last weekend, buckling myself into one of Zana Bayne’s sacred pentagram harnesses, I set out for South Jersey’s 10th Annual Pagan Festival- but before your imagination runs wild with visions of virgin sacrifices and folk dancing around a maypole, and seeing as I have yet to master spells/the witches’ alphabet, and as timing did not oblige, my car full of curious freaks traded tarot readings and bands of gypsies for the lines at a suburban...

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from the archives // steven meisel, “floating”

Reflecting on an afternoon spent wading through the untouched Monday waters of a rooftop pool on what was my [belated] first “swim” day of the summer [translation: I was aggressively hiding under the shade of an umbrella/dipping toes in H20 while stuffing my face with burrata], and while I came away with a negligible level of UV exposure, I realized that it’s not the opportunity to blind fellow pool-goers with my translucent bikini body that...

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from the archives // yohji yamamoto spring ’99

If your corner bodega has not already informed you, it’s peony season, and as such, paired with the bride and groom infiltration of my Facebook feed via former classmates, we’re going to celebrate [like it's 1999] a garment of related Life (the game)/Facebook (the timeline) importance, even though that was not the initial intention, though it does rightfully grant this particular archival post an approximate 4 on a 1-10 scale of relevance. Full disclosure: I...

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from the archives // erwin blumenfeld

There’s not much that I remember from the brief 20th century art history course I took back in 2011 (sorry, Professor… Peterson?): the obsessive compulsive tendencies of the brilliant Yayoi Kusama, the incredible likeness between Morimura Yasumasa’s 80′s-era Madonna and a modern-day Lady Gaga… [Remembers these are remnants from a Japanese art history class. Drums fingers on keyboard in vain hopes of recalling lesson notes of actual aforementioned course. Fails. Mental note: tuition loans well...

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