One of our favourite shots taken of our “Pollock” Skirt.
Taken by the incredible Wrinkle in Time Vintage
Laura from WITV has just released the first issue of a magazine she is editor of - Lovage Magazine. It is purely delightful.
I have no words other than “best!!!!”
(Source: yowheresthebathroom, via pocketedwords)
WARNING: Picture might be considered obscene because subject is not thin. And we all know that only skinny people can show their stomachs and celebrate themselves. Well I’m not going to stand for that. This is my body. Not yours. MINE. Meaning the choices I make about it, are none of your fucking business. Meaning my size, IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS.
If my big belly and fat arms and stretch marks and thick thighs offend you, then that’s okay. I’m not going to hide my body and my being to benefit your delicate sensitivities.
This picture is for the strange man at my nanny’s church who told me my belly was too big when I was five.
This picture is for my horseback riding trainer telling me I was too fat when I was nine.
This picture is for the girl from summer camp who told me I’d be really pretty if I just lost a few pounds
This picture is for all the fucking stupid advertising agents who are selling us cream to get rid of our stretch marks, a perfectly normal thing most people have (I got mine during puberty)
This picture is for the boy at the party who told me I looked like a beached whale.
This picture is for Emily from middle school, who bullied me incessantly, made mocking videos about me, sent me nasty emails, and called me “lard”. She made me feel like I didn’t deserve to exist. Just because I happened to be bigger than her. I was 12. And she continued to bully me via social media into high school.
MOST OF ALL, this picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she took extreme measures to try to change it. Who cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was.
I’m so over that.
THIS IS MY BODY, DEAL WITH IT.
and FUCK YOU ALL who tried to degrade my being and sense of self with your hurtful comments and actions.
GUESS WHAT IT DIDN’T WORK HAHAHAHAH
xoxoxoxoxoox
Too much for one photograph! <3
Changed outfits and met the legendary Bette Midler at the Fendi sponsored Coalition For Homeless event tonight! My year is complete.
Follow this lovely lady, an amazingly talented and incredible forward thinking designer.
These two images encapsulate the essence and aesthetics of The C.Y Creative. Quality. Shape. Texture. The dust of the past. An appreciation and enthusiasm for the creative auras floating through the oblivious air. Harnessing this excitement into the tangible.
I.D Magazine recently exposed these pictures within its pages. (A curtsy of appreciation) A startling concoction of Melet Merantile, Thimister and Yohji Yamamoto.
Inspiration swirling!
Annie Olive, an artist to watch
Annie is an up and coming artist, and here at AYK we are besotted with her work.
Head over to her blog or website and it will soon become clear why. She is exceptionally talented, and her art is breathtaking in it’s unique look and feel.
The lapels on this promotional shot from the upcoming movie Anna Karenina have somehow worked their magic on our inspiration. Currently dying merino wool to use on fitted coats for the Winter 2013 season. Excited to put the pieces together and get some samples finalized for you to see!
WE COULD RUIN PAIN
Written and performed by Jake Grigg
We could dance like flowers in the rain Like moths around a faint light With everything we need right there before our eyes We could ruin pain
