(black t shirt: kokon tozai, yellow tracksuit pants: kokon tozai, big black chain: random bangle, bag: kokon tozai, black trainers: puma)
Shed Snakeskin and crystal bangles
I don’t quite understand why but for some reason this blog is going down a morbid blood soaked dead things route which I’m more then comfortable with. I think the store will be following this route and getting a lot darker for AW.
When we moved into our warehouse just after Christmas we had one big extravagant meal and ate a pheasant that my housemate had found on the road in the Cotswolds. We named him Jimmy Jhonny Ignatious Loyola, the pheasant. He tasted nice. After the meal I was handed a little blue bag with Jimmy’s head and wings in it. He had the most beautiful feathers and I fully planned to make good use of his head and skull. Alas I went to China on a design trip and Jimmy rotted and never became the wonderful headpiece I had envisaged.
(black jacket: keith haring by jeremy scott for adidas, tracksuit pants: kokon tozai, big leopard chain: random bangle)
Ran out of credit and weed! what a bad day, fortunatley mr weedhead saved the day!
t shirt: kokon tozai, yellow sweatpants: kokon tozai, black trainers: puma, bag: kokon tozai
Pickin up stuff for his Detox
I had the pleasure of meeting Tictac last year at an Urban Nerds night. He had an oversize Perspex Marijuana leaf necklace which was a nice ice breaker – no ice on this boy though.
Another day another little surprise
Our lovely friend, mentor and fellow Crabbies drinker Ornamental Confier was clearing out his book closet and dropped round to our studio with a surprise for the BITCHY girls – Chicks on Speed – It’s a Project. Every page of the book is sliced up and mishapen as is the cover – it didn’t fit on his shelves so he felt it time to pass on and knew it would resonate with the creative trip we’re on.
I’ve been planning to blog this for a long time now as I met Jenny, just graduated from Central St Martins, a few months ago when she was shooting her final collection. She’s now in LA and I’m happy to say that she’ll be contributing to the blog on all things Los Angeles so I guess it’s fitting that I introduce her with some words on the collection that caught my attention and got us chatting.
I am growing increasingly interested in videography as a means of communicating messages in fashion. I don’t have a TV anymore. I don’t have time to watch one. I still getting lost in a screen although it’s moments rather than hours at present. I guess it now comes to a question of quality rather than quantity so I can fit in short stories like the above and satisfy my visual needs.
Calling all Tribes at the MacBeth
It seems all wrong. Today I am sitting on the second floor in my warehouse literally in my sweat shop writing a post about fur in Summer. Summer and myself don’t really get on. Transparent white skinny limbs look no good in short jumpsuits and maxi dresses. Bring on the darkness and bring back fur.
My desk - built with my two hands, some nails and a some wood.
Today I felt sad becuase the LDA(London Development Authority) came around with measuring tapes in hand. I could smell 2012 off them. I asked if they were measuring-up our warehouse to because they were going to flatten them and re-develop into posh flats – they said they had just been given instructions(all sounded a bit James Bond to me, kind of like the LDA CIA or maybe I can call them the CIA LADIES).
Apparently the Mayan calendar is divided into Seven Ages of Man. The fourth epoch ended in August 1987. The Mayan calendar comes to an end on Sunday, December 23, 2012. Only a few people will survive the catastrophe that ensues. In the fifth age, humanity will realize its spiritual destiny. In the sixth age, we will realize God within ourselves, and in the seventh age we will become so spiritual that we will be telepathic.
2012 Armageddon and the Olympics – two great events mark in your diary. I’m particularly excited about Armageddon – everyone I know’s going to hell, great music, demons and debauchery. Can’t wait!
In preparation for this evening’s blog-off with Manaboutworld I had to mention the below coat. It started with a picture but it’s ended up being a whole post because this coat has a story and it demanded a whole feature. It’s a bit of an exhibitionist and it would’ve shouted at me in French had I not given it a page so here you go Dior….
It will play with your emotions.
BITCHY and Manaboutworld met up over the weekend to put blog brains together and make sense of everything we’ve papped over the last few weeks in East London’s hottest venues. Over the next two weeks we’ll be bitch slap blogging back to back all over cyber-space, hair flying, the claws are out……I might collect them and stick them on chains.
Men in make-up is right up there on our panstick pedestal and despite the heat, this look ain’t slidin.
Apparently it’s gone as far as Superdrug are launching manscara and guy liner – we’re thinkin they should add male varnish and dickstick.
Black and White
Pierrot clowns have been on my radar for a while now. Nice to see Fanci one of our Dublin favorites rockin this look. Red eye reduction not necessary. I was especially impressed with the nod to netherlandish middle-ages pictured at Steve Strange’s birth
Sumo is back in Dublin! Having spent the last two weeks immersed in Ibizan festivities, most girls would come home and debut their tan in an outfit involving white no doubt? Yes- I nabbed myself a tan with a solid army of freckles- Sargent pepper sprinkled across my nose! Screw the white dress, I’m not a glamor model.
Yesterday I put my efforts into plucking tan debut attire from the cavernous pit of sequins and leather that is my wardrobe and taking a break I glanced to my wall of inspiration where my eye was drawn to Katy Eary. A few issues back I ripped a picture from Vogue of a girl with a black, fringed leather dress, a gold casio watch, tons of gold jewlery, red lipstick, big blonde hair and a full fringe. I felt like I could relate to this aesthetic and added her to the ivy like wall montage of my room.
Eary is a perversely talented menswear designer who won’t be leaving BITCHY radar for a long time. Having completed a course in underwear design, she grew tired of women and big boobs quickly, deciding to take the menswear route instead. The precise techniques acquired in her early years can be seen in intricate tailoring, a staple in her menswear collections. Her last collection was imbued with miltary tones, featuring crytallized leather hats and sumptuous fur coats. She’s a fan of blood stained t-shirts, feathers and gaffer tape too – some of our favorite things, endless possibilites.
Ltd Edition Reebok Basuiat
As soon as I moved to Hackney Wick I noticed a uniform. We called it Derelicte, including manchettes, fur and numerous layers of knitted and draped fabric. Warehouses are freezing in winter and this is a practicality rather than a style thing. It made fellow wickers easily identifylable – it was nice exchanging coccooned nods on the frosty sparkled roads. We soon realised that there a lot of us had footwear in common too.
