Is this the end yet?

Today, I was lucky to SURVIVE a meteorologic disaster! Hail, hail, and more hail. Not mention it was windy, cold and POURING down like hell. Everyone fled into the only restaurant near Tegernsee. Rarely have I seen hail the size of marbles and it stayed, it wouldn't melt! Also the temperature cooled down like some 15°C. Which was nice, as  it had been boiling. I think I got sunburnt again. Anyway, I quickly took (some poor quality) pictures of the heavenly ice. See here:

Making myself ridiculous

I just had to try this out:

God on a wheel

Weird title, weird video! Watch this, it's a clip from the 1975 documentary film entitled 'Grey Gardens' starring old Edith Bouvier Beale and her daughter. They are Jackie O's aunt and cousin, and as you can they're totally out of it. I'll quickly paste some good stuff from IMDB, just the juicy parts (actually, it all sounds very good!)

Seventy-nine year old Edith Bouvier Beale and her fifty-six year old daughter, Edith 'Little Edie' Bouvier Beale, are Jacqueline Kennedy's aunt and cousin. Living alone with several cats, fleas and raccoons (the latter, wild, which live in the attic but who Edie feeds), the Beale's are discovered living in filth and squalor in Grey Gardens, their 28-room family mansion located in East Hampton, Long Island, the mansion which doesn't even have running water. 

Well, if this doesn't sound like my kind of film then I don't know what is... 

Here's some exciting footage from that GARBAGE HOLE:

I wonder what fancy pills she was on while being filmed. Also I haven't quite figured out how to enlarge the video, hmmm.

Beware, it's postmortem photography

I remember seeing this type of cultural practise in this film here: The Others That movie is very entertainting by the way! But only if you like those types of gloomy-atmosphere, nothing really-happens-but-it-still-scares-the shit-out-of-you-films... 

Ok, what I actually wanted to talk about are those postmortem photographs the Victorians loved to take of their recently deceased ones. They positioned them as if to look alive; I find that quite sick actually. But remember the article about ectoplasm? Obviously, the Victorians were obsessed with parapsychology and death. The pictures were taken to preserve the dead persons' souls. Anyway, these photographs look intrinsically bizarre, don't you think? I hope noone will ever take one of me!

Here are some impression: 

I bet these were some of the Gashlycrumb Tinies 

Dog issues

Hello my darlings

today was nice, I spent some time in a café reading Zitty Berlin (which has some highly recommendable articles in it) see here: Mopsflash (sorry, but it's actually in German) Anyway, I had a good laugh while reading this article, because I could really imagine those pug owners purring into their butt ugly mutt's ears: Uhh, my sweet pumpkin, quick, quick please help set up daddy with that skinny fashion victim over there. say hi to polly, jewel or whatever that charming little doggy..... YAP YAP YAP

Not only do I HATE dog, I just as much despise their hipster owners who only keep them as a new decorative item. If Nylon tells you it's in; it is a MUST HAVE. Now there you have it goddammit :D

Don't worry, this is just the reporter from Zitty who played his role very well for one day.

However, these creatures are serious!

Grrr, you tart! Let go of me, or later I'll take a leak in your Alexa bag. (not indicated here; no, it's not that cage)

Well, isn't this a fashionable beast! Remember the harness belts I was ranting about?

Ectoplasmic impressions

This post is an exception. It's not about fashion, but rather about paranormal activity. I came across this lovely old photograph on woodlayroe's tumblr, which is awesome. Please take some time to have a look at his marvellous images. The plain black and white style does not take the viewer's attention away from the essence of the photo. Each image is really creepy/ gloomy/ mystical and most models seem quite ghost like actually. But I absolutely LOVE it! So, back to the title:

Ectoplasm

Hmm, unfortunatelly I can't show you that specific image here. You'd have to click on the link above. But I  would really like to include an image here, so I think I can use any other similar photo from google.

How about thise two here:

 

Obviously, the so-called ectoplasm is that white tissue like stuff that is coming out of the people's mouths and ears. That man or woman is a medium who can communicate with ghosts. They were hired for sceances, especially in the 19th century. Victorians apparently loved talking to dead people. It is the materialisation of a spectre. I personally think it's just gauze. But anyway the pictures look interesting. 

I googled some ectoplasmic fashion shoots and I really like this one here. True art. Very nice.

Intrinsically strange belt

I just had a look at Dustin's latest blogentry, and was extremely shocked by what I saw there! Never has the boy posted such oddities! I can only hope that he's not intending to wear this 'garment'.

Here are some pictures of the monstrosity I'm complaining about:

 

No matter how you combine this, it will ALWAYS remind me of some swinger club activities I'd rather not be clued up on.

I once took a picture of a display in Amsterdam. It's a sado samo supplier I guess. See here:

Well, I'm not elucidating this any further.

But I actually found some 'light' versions of Dustin's new fashion item. Believe it or not, this thing is even unisex.

This lady here even wears a facial, but you can also get a more civilised version from Asos.

This one is from Asos.  Looks less lecherous to me.

Get it here if you have to: Asos Harness Belt