this blog is a visual notebook of inspirations for a group of bandit bloggers. we post things we see and like. our lives don’t revolve around singular topics and neither does our blog. sorry! nothing is in-or-out of context here. enjoy xx
o.k. this one above is really hilarious! i mean, what the hell is this?
we’re not exactly the vatican or the women’s front over here, and we have no problem with nudity or political incorrectness, but there is something called taste. unfortunately, you cant buy it in LA. i saw this and had to laugh. i must say dov charney has really set a new standard on how low a company will go to sell you environmentally friendly, american made, t-shirts. he makes olivier zahm look like a gentleman. the one nice thing about dov is that not only he poorly rips off terry richardson, both in appearance and exquisite know-how on the inner working of the art of photography, he proudly panders his co-workers into modeling for him. i wonder when will sexual misconduct knock on his door? maybe after the woody allen law suit finally settles over. at least terry to me, is honest and himself, a true artist you can love or hate but this… is pure bullshit… and there is a world of difference. by xy
hilarious clip from the movie “sleep with me”. my favorite part however, remains to be the rap about the party though…“what is this party? who are these people? they make me sick. what is that? who are you? who ARE you? what is he wearing? some kind of like a dance jump suite, freakish, little guacho, lets go to spain and dance with our arms over our heads…” by ar
pp already posted on this book which is a must have. here are 2 other plates. i’m sorry i never got to meet him but i can say that i spoke to him via phone me in los angeles and mr. newton in monaco. shame he is gone. by dd
francois nars, the lovely and talented grace coddington and underwear giant calvin klein who seems to be getting younger by the day
london “it” girl alexa chung whom i ran into at old navy over the weekend in ny… that made her quite cool to be sure
the launch event at cedar lake nyc, that’s me in the black suit and white shirt
lake bell and francois nars
the very blond erin fetherston
ok the twins where not a stunt act but rather the djs from paris: ladies and gentlemen, les jumeaux
francois and amanda lepore keeping it real as usual
catering was supplied courtesy of martha stewart – that’s a joke.
makeup artist bad girl sarah sophie flicker
how to become a narsissist: the new interactive website with the same name as the book, where you can follow instructions and upload your picture for a chance to win 1 of 12 prizes
ok as always we are a bit behind schedule, recovery has its own perils… last tuesday nars cosmetics held their launch event at cedar lake in nyc to celebrate the launch of the book “makeup your mind: express yourself” (good thing there is no tax on word count) and its corresponding social media website makeupyourmind.com. the event was done as expected of nars, fully polished, and star studded with francois celebrity friends. everyone from the cheerful and talented simon doonan, to carol alt, elise overland, and anna sui turned up for a drink and a quick makeover. i ran into the lovely gender bender model andrej pejic who was charming and tall as usual. he looked rather flat next to amanda. the drinks were colorful and cold, i had a couple of champagnes, and eyed the under-lite trays of yellow tale sashimi’s swimming by. the event was from 7-10 followed by an after party which i wasn’t invited to. i dashed out at around 8:30 to make room for the ever flowing fans, as the party must go on… the instructional book “makeup your mind: express yourself” finally available was beautifully design by baron & baron and the website which contains the instructions “makeup your mind” was designed and produced by ceft and company new yorkby xy
not sure what’s better, the film or the comment on the post: “woman dresses, smokes a cigarette, talks on the phone and runs down to a bridge to get penetrated by an extremely long boat.” – jens fuckin’ hansen by xy
aaaah getting all nostaligic now… this was once a favorite of mine, tracey thorn of “everything but the girl”, which by the way took its name from a furniture store ben watts and tracey lived above that sold everything a bachelor could want… except the girl of course (what a great name). on this track, stacey sings over paul weller’s guitar for style council. by dd
nothing new, but one of the many william klein films with his wife peggy moffit. i met him over lunch and have worked with him for many many years. he is and has been an inspiration and not to mention a lovely person. saw this clip and it made me want to share it. by uh
is it dance? is it art? is it life? is it a dream? whatever it is, it’s the first 3d movie/film i’ve anticipated the arrival of. too many performances missed at BAM. finally, a bridge away from inconvenient early evening viewing times and to ‘the masses’. is this the sort of democracy we want? all we can do is wait… and see. ps.props to poppy. by kl
another beautiful film, this one on the russian mariinsky theater (kirov) by filmmaker bertrand normand. both films are worth a watch for anyone remotely interested in the observation of man as a being… i always said if the aliens come here one day, they’ll learn more about “man” in observing the french gardens and ballet rather than silicone valley or nasa. i think herzog would agree with me on that. by dd
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o.k. this one above is really hilarious! i mean, what the hell is this?
we’re not exactly the vatican or the women’s front over here, and we have no problem with nudity or political incorrectness, but there is something called taste. unfortunately, you cant buy it in LA. i saw this and had to laugh. i must say dov charney has really set a new standard on how low a company will go to sell you environmentally friendly, american made, t-shirts. he makes olivier zahm look like a gentleman. the one nice thing about dov is that not only he poorly rips off terry richardson, both in appearance and exquisite know-how on the inner working of the art of photography, he proudly panders his co-workers into modeling for him. i wonder when will sexual misconduct knock on his door? maybe after the woody allen law suit finally settles over. at least terry to me, is honest and himself, a true artist you can love or hate but this… is pure bullshit… and there is a world of difference. by xy
