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gender theatre, fashion, politics, passion, diy, and musings from your friendly new orleans androgyne.

Eclect Disect, Alexander McQueen for Givenchy F/W 1997 Haute Couturedress and gloves of black leather with a collar of red feathers and resin vulture skulls

Eclect Disect, Alexander McQueen for Givenchy F/W 1997 Haute Couture
dress and gloves of black leather with a collar of red feathers and resin vulture skulls

(Source: adjectival, via hautepussy)

“I accept life as it is, the ugliness, the inadequacies, the ironies, for the sake of joy, for the sake of life. It is a comedy. It is slightly ridiculous and, at best, the most passionate is full of homeliness.”

Anaïs Nin

“Skin – with its textures and scars and imperfections – is equal to a biography, he says. That’s why leather and suede play such a prominent part in all the brand’s collections – including this one.”

With a write-up like that, what’s not to love?  

Jitrois spring 2012, via Fashionising.

“I felt as though I had tumbled down a high fashion rabbit hole. These were clothes that spoke of different ways of being that I didn’t know were possible. They were intellectual, witty, and thoughtful. They took clothes apart from the seams, and put them back together, slightly altered, and in doing so unhinged the links between sex and gender and sexuality to imagine a new kind of body.”

Alex Jung, on Comme des Garçons.

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
The Magnetic Fields

—The Death of Ferdinand de Saussure

I met Ferdinand de Saussure on a night like this

On love, he said, I’m not so sure I even know what it is.

No understanding, no closure, it is a nemesis.

You can’t use a bulldozer to study orchids, he said so


We don’t know anything

You don’t know anything

I don’t know anything

About love.


And we are nothing

You are nothing

I am nothing

Without love.


I’m just a great composer and not a violent man

But I lost my composure and I shot Ferdinand.

Crying, it’s well and kosher to say you don’t understand

But this is for Holland Dozier Holland, his last words were


We don’t know anything

You don’t know anything

I don’t know anything

About love.


But we are nothing

You are nothing

I am nothing

Without love.


His fading words were

We don’t know anything

You don’t know anything

I don’t know anything

About love.


But we are nothing

You are nothing

I am nothing

Without love.

fucktheory:

PHI362:  Issues in Contemporary Ethics
No, seriously.  Stop.

fucktheory:

PHI362:  Issues in Contemporary Ethics

No, seriously.  Stop.

lawrencegullo:

Seven Deadly Sins

As much as I love the interpretations of the seven deadlies in Bedazzled (the Pete and Dud version obviously) I must stay true to my original concepts of them that I puzzled out in high school, then university, then as three of them appeared in Baritarian Boy.