Our director Ben spotted this monstrosity in the window of a tony men’s store in Sausalito, California. I’d write a whole article about it, but let this suffice: do not purchase or wear a sterling silver necktie knot cover.
For this week’s Favorite Friday’s we searched the collection for creepy imagery in honor of Halloween! We opened up a box of 19th century English toiles and discovered a few eerie scenes and unusual beasts.
Amanda Palmer- Bigger on the Inside
btw your outfits fucking suck
Fashion doesn’t have a diversity problem but since Naomi and iman said something all of a sudden designers besides the iusual like bj have at least 3 black models and 2 Asian ones just out of the blue
When in doubt about diversity ask White people.
White people being useless again.
its funny because you’re asking white ppl with horrible outfits and white priviledges if the fashion industry that is geared towards white men and white women if theres a diversity problem? do you see all THE MOTHER EFFING CONTRADICTIONS YOU TWATS
Viktor and Rolf Spring Summer 2014 | PFW
What A Clown Taught Me About Dressing
Or: How Not To Be A Lonely Nerd In A Fedora
I’ll admit it here and now: I went to theater school. School of the Arts in San Francisco, specifically. It was a public school; auditions to get in, academics in the morning, arts in the afternoon. I was an actor.
Part of my training was a class in physical theater taught by a clown named Jeff Raz (pictured above in full clown garb). Jeff now runs a school for clowning - he’s an expert in Commedia dell’arte and a veteran of the Pickle Family Circus, one of the world’s first “alternative” circuses. He taught us a lot of lessons that I later used in my comedy career, as you might imagine, but there was one in particular that I think about when dressing all the time.
Here it is, put simply: before you can vary, you must demonstrate mastery.
I’ll give you an example. A clown walks on stage with five pies. He throws them in the air, and they land all over, including his face. Not very funny.
But if the same clown walks on stage, juggles them succesfully for a while, then they fall on his face, that’s funny.
Both punchlines are the same. The difference is a demonstration of mastery. You can break the pattern once you have established the pattern. Surprise grows only from consistency.
What does that have to do with dress?
Every day, those of us who chose to dress conscientiously, and especially those of us who are passionate about clothing, push the limits of dress. It may be dressing a little more formally than those who surround us. It may be a particularly outre element from a designer collection. It might simply be eschewing cargo shorts and flip flops at the fraternity house.
I wrote recently about the point of distinction: the element of difference that demonstrates that you have control over your dress. Dressing works the other way, too. If you have an established pattern of dressing well, whether over time or within a single outfit (say a suit that fits exceptionally, sharp quality shoes and the perfect sober shirt), you can add an unusual element and it will reinforce rather than destroy your aesthetic.
But fail to demonstrate mastery? Take swings in the dark? Pile wildness on wildness without qualification?
You’ll end up looking like a clown.