Wednesday, June 04, 2008
So as I was flipping the 10th issue of B EAST that I picked up from Estonian bookstore (that usually carries TANK but it wasn't there this time) there was this story about something, and it featured Kasino, that I keep calling Kasino A4 because it has A4 in the cover but I guess it has nothing to do with the mags name?! In the same story they dissed Vice and loved Polish magazine called A4. The latter is a cool one, and the freshest issue includes an editorial modeled by Lyoka Tyagnereva, my favorite. The spread also features a graveyard, a major turn-on. Remember that editorial long time ago in i-D with Querelle as a vampire or something...loved it to death. Lyoka is bit more angelic, but still as cool and rough and like, suffering. But not in a packaged misery way.
The editorial is named Sequins and the photographer is Winona Barton-Ballantyne. I give huge props to the fashion director Michel Onofrio for the work she has done, especially in what way! The styling here is desirable, with colours that I'd put on any time, fancy feathers and as the editorials name suggests, sequins. It reminds me of Raf's visions for Jil Sander, when he took sequins to another level, from the disco look to clear, calming sensitiveness. I can also sense that feel in here. It saddens me that I am not good at namedropping the dresses designers...
For myself, I'll leave hanging out in graveyards for another day but never say never. Upcoming two weeks are filled with free music and costly music, both equally wonderful. On Tuesday, with nothing more better to do, we were chilling in the lines of people waiting to get in to 30 Seconds To Mars gig, and I bet that one was amazing in emotional level. People certainly seemed to be in the mood, and it's crazy to think that people actually have different tastes and things they are passionate about. Like some people get major kicks out of Versace and Gucci collections, or anime or whatever. Crazyyy.
Oh and I didn't want to mention it but yeah, rare talent has passed away. See you in heaven, Yves. You left a mark.
Pictures from www.a4mag.com