1. Ranya Mordanova shot by Aingeru Zorita for Metal Magazine No.22 (Paper Mode), 2. Brazil House, Paris (Fake Sart), 3. Ranya Mordanova shot by Aingeru Zorita for Metal Magazine No.22 (Paper Mode), 4. Dree Hemingway shot by Inez van Lamsweerde for Purple Magazine (The Photography Link), 5. Stefania Bosio - Ornamental MTO Jewelry (Style Bubble)
I'm fake I'm hip and I know it. Hotter than a glued on Fendi badge. Hotter than a fake Louis V bag. I travel the fashion capitals of the world to take hip photographs of people and then photoshop them out of recognition just because I can, I am the fake sartorialist after all and everything I do becomes fashion history the second I click 'Post to Blog'
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Thus Spoke Hot Air
Paris isn't known for dry winds, but as Ignatia got off her air-shuttle bus she was assaulted by a dry, cedar-wood scented, breeze. She had arrived at the Brazil House in the Cite Internationale, ready to start her philosophy masters degree. She was carrying a case full of books: Kant, Nietzsche, Hegel, Locke, Rousseau, Heidegger, Husserl. Her heart was heavy, and the breeze felt to her like she was being burnt from the inside by a cedar-wood blaze. She glowed red, splintered and cracked, then dimmed, cooled and flaked away. She emerged new, fresh, ready for her studies.
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