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Creepy fashion, Design, Fashion, Fashion design, Fashion Inspiration, Fashion Photography, From the Yellow Wallpaper, Hidden light source, Inspiration, lace, Martina Hoogland Ivanow, photography, psychadelic, trippy, Vintage Fashion
How deliciously creepy is this collection of photographs by Martina Hoogland Ivanow?! I am obsessed with her use of light, shadows & colors. It’s is also much more interesting if you know the inspiration behind the AnOther Magazine spread titled “From the Yellow Wallpaper”. If you attended an all girls school, like I so foolishly did for my first year of college, you’ve read the short story by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. If not, you should know that it’s a phenom short story which has been critically interpreted as an early feminist text, revealing the harsh way women were medically treated by during times of psychological and emotional distress. The story is about a woman confined to a room all summer by her husband, prohibited from doing anything beyond sitting and staring at the walls, due to her affliction with depression. Short story shorter: she goes from bad to worse and begins seeing women walking around behind the putrid yellow wallpaper, finally begins believing that she herself is one of these women behind the wallpaper. In the end she refuses to leave the confines of the room, and this new world that she belongs to. The story ends abruptly with out any consolation or confirmation that she will leave and get better. I wish psychosis and impending doom could always look this elegant.
Vogue Turkey – Gatsby gala in the middle of the desert. J’aime beaucoups
Publication: Vogue Turkey
Issue: March 2012
Title: Desert Jazz
Models: Ranya Mordanova and Janice Seinen Alida
Photography: Phil Poynter
Styling: Ece Sukan
Living the American DreamThis reminds me of No Country for Old Men. Rugged desert terrain and chipping paint on roadside stops and no-tell-motels. Around the late 70’s early 80’s when agriculture as our mainstay was being taken over by technology and industry and it seems like everything beyond the midwest was perpetually covered by dust. If you drive through northern texas today, this is pretty much what everything still looks like.
A few years ago, while still in college, I was on a service trip to learn about the Navajo culture. As we drove from the grand canyon back home we stopped at a gas station in the middle of nowhere texas. There was a housing of about 6 pumps that hadn’t been in service for probably 40 years, with about 6 rusted ford trucks parked within. The trucks looked like they had been new in the 1950’s. Upon entering the ‘convenience’ store we came to realize that this wasn’t your average sunoco. An old man with a cowboy hat sat behind a glass display case, transfixed on the 15 inch television in front of him. The display case held old antique items, there were racks of used clothing for sale, stacks of vhs tapes, taxidermy and an old soda machine. One of my friends bought a purple sweatshirt that said “Girls Rule, Boys Drool”. I lacked the foresight to buy anything or even stay in the store long enough to contemplate the amazingness of this place. I will probably spend the next 10 years of searching for the Texas gas station of my dreams.
Thom Brownes fall 2012 runway theatrics displayed 10 coffins, concealing 10 beautiful gahhhls who’ve died for fashion. His shows notably portray a surreal spectacle transcending the boundaries between fashion and other artistic mediums. Viewers and fellow designers typically are unsure of what to expect upon entering his shows, and rightly so. The Spring 2012 line was debuted at a sort of “role played” party set in the 1920’s where the models walked around huffing ciggys showing off the, part perfectly practical and part outrageously avante garde, clothes. This time the models came back from the dead for their love of fashion. Strangely enough this line is slightly more realistic, and dare I say wearable, than past seasons. When initially reading the review on style.com, I wanted to disagree with that last statement, however time and experience have proven Tim Blanks’ judgement to be feasible, so I must borrow his stance on the matter.
Tim also brought up an undeniable connection to the work of Tim Burton. I actually thought more of Coraline than anything. But most people think Coraline is Burton’s anyway, and thats an entirely different matter of “inspiration” in itself. On the positive: its good to know there’s a place in the fashion world for nonsense, despite the best efforts of fashions elite who describe his work as serious as anything. On the neg: I’d say it’s nothing that gaga hasn’t already rammed down our throats.