testing testing. this is only a fire drill.

here we go again

after last time's complete success, we crave for more. more magic dancing and supernatural swinging moves on the floor. more people making out and more drinks. we even have more hangers this time.
c. u. next thursday.

womanly vs volvo vs V / todays work

i love experimenting with materials. see how it lives it owns life/how it reacts when i shake it's world. sometimes it does not want to work with me at all. it is like forced sex. so i remade details on this one several times to make it/me satisfied. we are almost there.


by using a ground sheet, i think those shoulder parts came out pretty perfect. like a car seat.

and jesus says; boring. lets go black.

nothing but a fakefur collar on a prostitude.

creased lightning.

where did you get that facial?

am i insane?
a couple of days ago i spend the whole day in my mothers basement with hard electromusic and making a mask inspired by this one.

i know. but i don't care, these shoes are so hot.

it's acne i know. it's just pics of shoes i know. i found them on kingdom of style i know.
but i also know i... i don't know... most interesting/hottest shoes in a long time.

sex drugs porn. germany.

berlin.
googlesearch berlin. bored/dreaming/research. found this blog, and in here he writes about germany being the heart of perversity.
can't help but like these masks. inspired. tomorrow i am gonna get started. enough playtime in umeå. tomorrow is masks_making_monday.

vomit x4.

vomit.

the weddingcouple that just happened. / fuck feelings.

afterwards, i realized it looks like a happy family.
yesterday and première for our club/gallery/everything/mixing wild, c. u. next thursday. someone told me one of the pieces i showed there looked like a space/german/something/armour. completely made my evening.
thanks to all those dancing legs for dragging their bodies to lust. and hope to c. u. next thursday.


pleated shoulder pad in oilcloth. i want to make it more three dimensional. and attach some more serious shoulder stuff. and maybe i should make it a dress.

how_much_pounds_will_you_lose_if_you_trew_up_all_your_food?

schoolproject. first and not final sketches. we are making a printed minicollection with the theme "camouflage". it was all kind of blurry, but she said something about thinking of what we are hiding from. so i am making four peaces with printed vomit on. my plan is to just pour paint over them, in disgusting colours and smear it on. not necessarily because we hide from vomit. but because it is fun. the idea started when i thought about how we hide, and came to the conclusion that we do not. trying to be seen is our protection. also, a top with pouring paint all over represents our societies abundance and mass consumption.
making the paint like vomit, is another twist. perfect top for messy nights. a little bit inspired by my a night one weekend, vomiting on the bus. if you do vomit on this one, no one will ever now. just use perfume.

obsessed by girls. girls like men.