and meanwhile time goes about its immemorial work of making everybody look and feel like shit

been reading lots of martin amis lately. he has this way of putting things in an unecessarily grand, complicated way which i find absurd and irritating to no end...but he's addictive somehow


found some great images of Bernhard Willhelm's graduate collection




i love that over the years he's experiemented with a wide range of looks but has never lost that distinctive touch, the BW aesthetic that makes his clothes instantly recognizable

gotta love the plastics <3


goodnight michael