Johnny Depp & Marilyn Manson

Laetitia Casta by Mario Testino for Vogue Paris May 2012

God Save The Punk - Akillis

Juste un clou - Cartier

Paolo Pellegrin



ROCKAHOLIC by TIGI




GUESS by Ralf Pülmanns

"You Animal, You!" by Charlotte Cory











Muse in RayBan



It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all

 

The Guard - dvd


How I recognize myself
in Brendan Gleeson's character's reasoning.

Me 4 my kids



Before losing my beloved vintage Wayfarer II...

Excenevex in April, 2012

Hell trip 2 Annecy and back



What a disappointment it became!
Last weekend H told me about a training he might do in Annecy (to advertise on FaceBook for the real estate company he works for. He started there Valentin's day 2011 and claimed it would be at the longest for ONE year… Didn't fool me though. As he invested in a waste wardrobe and buys clothes as lolly pops, now more than a year later it's definitely for infinity.) during a day but wasn't up to it at all. H stated he would probably get off though not owning a portable PC. Bull shitting me as usual because after taking lunch with his boss Tuesday he had it confirmed.
So the idea arose in me to accompany H if he was taking BP (BeePee - as I call the car)
I haven't had a vacation for over 10 years with the exception of the weekend in Barcelona where I got robbed immediately getting off the bus from the airport :( and some stray days occasionally.
So yes, he would be taking the BP Thursday morning.  By intuition I asked if he was going on his own… He became avoidingly irritated and unwillingly muttered:
- No.
- Who will accompany you?
- The one doing my work at the main office.
- Who?
And then it sprung that he was going with this


Toad-creature ("Toada"

Yoda is too cute...)
he very inappropriately had been (probably never stopped) sending too personal emails to and chatting on the phone with to the amount that his companions at his office commented and reacted thinking they have an affair (Toada also happened to be the secretary at the lawyer's office who handled H's first divorce…)
I felt humiliated by him darkening the circumstances but maintained my wish for a break from my mundane life in the chalet although I knew he'd make me "pay" and that he would make a misinterpretation, projecting his bachelor behavior on me as something natural, comme il faut  and guilt ride me, label me jealous.
I told him I wanted to take the trip down with him. (Strange isn't it, FIVE times I visited Lucifer, my mother-in-law  at a kind of rehab in Saint Jean-d'Aulps with him. Jesus Christ, the stench of pooh. I'm obviously good to be used for the boring stuff…) H claimed it was work, (taking BP…) everything was paid for by the company… I said I would take care of myself as always (not once in 12 years has H planned or surprised me by a trip, being flexible or genuinely glad to share experiences. I always get a kind of "tag along if you have to but I'd prefer to take things in on my own") and  I marked that I only was interested in the lift trying to sooth his malice.
Of course any normal man would take the opportunity to share what we could. Make something nice out of it. Catch the moment especially since I've been low after my knee verdict and in constant pain, not able to go uptown. Who cares about a prepaid meal (in the end they served meat!) anyhow when Annecy has good restaurants in nice settings? You enjoy your wife's company and do the best of the situation. It's just to figure the schedule, in France lunch is always at midday-2pm. But H no way! He had to state and make me "suffer" on my own and his plan was a day shared with Toada. I wasn't wanted on this trip, in the car or around. H then turned to his side of the bed and felt snoringly asleep.

Note that H can make enormous knots of discomfort on himself for his friends, customers at the real estate off hours and person's he "pities" by some reason or other. At the bar he took the drunken cliental and local sluts as personal friends. I wouldn't mind that much if it wasn't for his harsh judgement and rigidity when it comes to me and my kids. He is so VERY different at work (life attitude -open, friendly, ready to help, polite - like at your full service and attention 24/7, he dresses up…) & with fellow "Frenchies" than at home. I and my offspring have to be PRACTICAL, ECONOMICAL but most of all USEFUL (as he himself tries to be to ALL the OTHERS he encounters) for HIM and HIS home but as we have to be PERFECT doing it he dismisses us BEFORE given a try preferring doing it all himself moaning, complaining  and sending demeaning discouragements our way, telling us how we know nothing about anything practical in the house. If we ask we are idiots that ought to understand by ourselves. Easy as we always lived in a central flat in a rather huge city. Not!

The day before Annecy I got a bag. Totally out of the blue (army green in this case). It's a gem - a shoulder bag by Sequoia. H has never done something like that before and I can't make odds nor ends of it. He phoned told me to check the paper case by the sofa, to open it, see if I liked what was in it and as I did - it was mine. Thanks a million, I said. Bye bye, he replied and clicked the receiver???!!! A bribe for cheating, again? It doesn't make any sense.

Thursday morning I hurriedly prepared myself not to delay H. After H's morning tai chi-routine outside, on his way in he agitatedly stated:" You seriously don't think you are coming are you?!" "It's WORK!"" You are just coming to CHECK ON ME!!!" 
I had cleared by the tourist office the weather forecast, how to transport myself, what was on in Annecy and prepared for a day on MY OWN 9am-5pm. Well, finally I showed some spunk. As we say in Sweden "you can only spit on a stone until it gets wet". I declared I was capable of taking care of myself as I always have had to with H and that I only considered it getting a lift.
I got a deep moan and a sarcastic: "Suit yourself I personally don't care what you do". "You are on your own as soon as we get there. "

We collected Toada, nearby H's martial arts training, looking like a misplaced
witch


from Blåkulla (the little Swedish island where witches supposedly meet at Easter)

or




one of the "Humle or Dumle" neckless characters
that was on TV when I was a kid (two guys living in a cupboard).
I couldn't help myself and wanted to measure H's protection level for Toada and… Oh yes was he protective when I let a : "Oh my God!" slip by getting my first glimpse of "it". "What does it look like?" I wondered to myself. - "Does it matter", H sourly replied. "Hm, yes, some style or class one assumes" (representing a company I apparently wrongly thought.) Don't get me wrong I don't care on a mundane level but in the infected situation it was impossible not to be surprised at the neglect of appearance.
Then Toada opened the door, entered the backseat behind me bringing with her a sickening suffocating odor of faded eau de toilette and having an infectious cough showering me from time to time. (I had to disinfected the handles and back seats of BP afterwards.)

Of course, I had to pay the price. H ignored me. Talking only in  French and mainly to T, excusing me being there with irony: "My wife wanted to explore M&T" - the suburban area of Annecy where the FaceBook course took place. "No, Annecy town" I  stated. H & T got entangled in their own bubble so I called my muse on my cellular. She had been out all night and I wanted to be updated to get distraction, something different to think about for some minutes. H and T chatted along. I was only allowed to have the Jayhawks CD I brought with me  very low, nearly not audible as H turned it down to minimum..
After 45 minutes I asked for a short stop to pee. H said he also needed to go and stopped at the next rest place. Toada rushed ahead of us to the toilets inside. I who came after her noticed to my disgust that she didn't even wash her hands afterwards when she fastly headed for H to be able to talk with me not present. I do have issues with neglected hygiene and filthy odors. Grown ups ought to keep clean.
Close to Annecy H was supposed to take route 117 but T said no, no so he stayed on the high way! H always print a road map from the internet and we had both checked it. So I knew it was 117. Toada's word was law though and guess what… she was totally wrong. If it would have been me, I would have been ignored and mocked making a mistake. A huge detour later H more or less apologized being the one NOT taking the wrong route, stating he normally does and it could as well have been him… Come on! She is a dumb ass, and so what! The folly of blind men.

Nearly at the location there was a "mgm" sign. H wondered, in French of course, directed to T, what mgm stood for? Silence and then "Metro Goldwyn Meyers" (the old mogul movie company) where as H starts to laugh as it was the most hilarious, funniest thing he ever heard!? Hello, help what's going on?



What has happened to my so called husband's two neurons?
Embarrassed I wanted to dissolve myself for my day in Annecy determined to enjoy it.

With the car keys at hand as to have somewhere to wait on my return (call it premonition or after 12 years knowing at least this tiny part about H, he will be late, VERY late as I'm the most low prioritized person in his life, he will have an awkward excuse and he will yell blaming me some way or the other.
If you ever have watched South Park I'm Canada… :))
I got a distracted barely touching misplaced kiss, between my upper lip and left nostril…  from H. I double-checked that he was supposed to quit at 5pm (I was scheduled working from 7pm until midnight back home and had promised some regulars to be present at 7pm - I deeply apologise to you not being able) and with huge fast steps I walked towards my hopefully little adventure in Annecy, saw an awaiting bus n° 3 that to my luck brought me directly downtown for 1,20 €.

I had my day with a bright afternoon weather wise. Some culture, some shopping Galerie Lafayette in love with Lacroix' stuff & Cirque du Soleil's for Desigual but no economical foundings just now ;(, some intellectual stimuli at the library (a much too young guy giving me his email and cellular number), strolling in the old town three different men hitting for a drink and/or a date  (me smiling but politely avoiding), some bio organic food and eating walnuts WITHOUT an allergic reaction weirdly enough, some German talking, and then twisting a nerve in my lower back by carrying my MacBook I felt split in two. I had a killing pain!


At 4pm I headed for BP at the parking in M&T with a stop at the Saint Joseph Le-Fin church to lit some candles for the living and those humans and cats!, that I've encountered who have passed over but remain vividly in my memory.

Reaching the parking the car was hot in the sun. The pain in my back was increasing. Five o'clock came no H. Six o'clock no one and the parking was emptying out. Quarter past, knock on the window - H.
Explanation: The technic/WiFi didn't work but for the teacher at the course so no practical experience of FaceBook was given. 9-12am 14-18pm - seven hours of notes… Strange going on OVER hours in such circumstances… Knowing H though I doubt he wrote more than some papers in Toada's company. H said he had checked my blog being early back from a break and seen I was at the library. Then it came; "Are you annoyed!" (No, in pain, but I said nothing. I only wanted to lay down, to puke as I felt as I had a fever speeding and focusing on not to vomit was taking over my concentration.) I calmly stated: "You said 5 pm" and then H yelled: "What could I do?", "It's not my fault!!!" Still no Toada. 20 minutes past. H went out of the car checking for T. Suddenly "it" arrived at the parking WITH make up and its hair up! Claimed to got lost in the restroom?! Okay… that's brains for you and consideration of others. Taking your time doing make up, keep others waiting… (And with H's history of convenient plain females naturally awakens a tiny doubt, plants a remote seed if I had a suspicious mind ;): Were they fully attending at all… Why were they the last ones out of there? H's over reactions tap dance my braincells.)

We roll out of the parking. H back to the French language only speaking to T again but I who feel like throwing up any second need some cold air and ask him to put the air conditioner on cold. "No", he says. "You can't put it on?" I wonder. "No, I don't want to" and he ignores me and continues talking to Toada, who over my head asks him in French what F, my name, has done today. H answers that apparently she found a bus… That was it, my limit was reached! Stupid, no manners... I had enough. I told H it is VERY impolite to talk about me in third person when I'm there. The normal thing is to adress me personally. H scoffed that T doesn't speak English. Then Toada either ask you to ask me or you don't talk about me. H laughs me right in my face and says I'm ridiculous.
They go on talking and we reaching our hometown deliver Toada. H tells T in French that he will dream about "WiFi", ha, ha, ha… tonight… and fall asleep immediately without eating. Toada roams: "Ha, ha, ha, me too, ha, ha, ha…" Well, well, well. I'm definitely not a member of their intimate sect and wouldn't sign in even if I was paid.
When T had left. I ask H to drive me to the dvd rental. I told him I hurt my back and the  pain was making me sick so I needed some distraction tomorrow if the tarot line was low. I continued that next time I'd be pleased if H could put down the heat when I ask him to. He said he wouldn't if I didn't give an explanation first. Considerate isn't it? Guess next time I just puke all over him. I was tired, in pain and called my daughter still in the car. H loudly heckled & ridiculed me and what I told her, laught rudely mimicking and sneering.
Oh, yes one last thing H did say he could take my bag with the computer out of the car when we arrived home. I declined, though. He ate, watched TV and went to bed after 11pm while I didn't eat, put some Voltaren cream on my back and worked until midnight.
Sadly, he won he succeeded to make it a hell trip.

Sweat is fat crying

April 25th 2012, Annecy


Bibliothèque Bonlieu
where I am this minute checking Art books etc.
while H is taught how to sell real estate on FaceBook
in the outskirts.



Scotchart


Talk about patience...

Le Havre - dvd


A little pearl in it's small gestured way
with an enormous good feeling heart
let's join force
and be human!

Vierges et Toreros Etat Libre d'Orange





Fun or tasteless?!

aeronautic furniture by pacific companie

Fauteuil 22-Demoni, alu. et  cuirCoffre Aviator 35-BlackHawk Spitfire mediumFauteuil 35-Aviator-N, alu. et cuir noir
Fauteuil 22-AVIATOR
Bureau 35-Aviator ValkyrieFauteuil 22-DEVON en cuir et aluminium


Commode Aviator 35-BlackHawk large

cat pillows at bonjour mon coussin

Salvador Dali - Itisdream



Boucheron - collection Quatre Black Edition

http://www.newsluxe.com/Windows-Live-Writer/933da08d2edc_DEEC/Quatre%20Black%20Edition%20Boucheron%20(1)_2.jpg

Candy Bag Opera de Furla

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Rockstar

http://www.newsluxe.com/Windows-Live-Writer/a5631d9a0278_89E8/Candy%20Bag%20Opera_2.jpg

Elizaveta Porodina

Elizaveta Porodina10

Elizaveta Porodina6

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




Erik Madigan Heck


Rodarte














Design Mary Katrantzou

Steven Klein

 

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GIVENCHY - MISTER RADIANT BODY GIVENCHY

Kijno




Sapeurs - Connivences Paris


H told me about these black men
who rather buy a colourful suit
than a meal...

Chupacabra aka Puss in Boots




Not really...

Monica Bellucci Martini Gold for Dolce & Gabbana








Willem Dafoe for Jim Beam


Shot by Dante Ariola.

Linda Evangelista for Chanel’s Spring 2012 Eyewear Ads

Linda Evangelista Chanel Spring Summer 2012 Eyewear

 

Linda Evangelista Chanel Spring Summer 2012 Eyewear

 

Linda Evangelista Chanel Spring Summer 2012 Eyewear

 

Linda Evangelista Chanel Spring Summer 2012 Eyewear

 

linda evangelista chanel karl lagerfeld

 

linda evangelista chanel karl lagerfeld

Chanel Boy Bag S/S 2012 in gold and black


Allure homme sport extreme by Chanel faced by surfer Danny Fuller


Academy Award winning director Kathryn Bigelow did the campaign videos.
Point Break was only the beginning with surfers for her.

Vogue PARIS Mai 2012


In my mail today.
Cross my fingers for a splendid issue.
Come on Alt!

Automatons



by Frédéric Vidoni

Karakuri, Japanese automats




Georges Méliès


Marie-Georges-Jean Méliès
Sagittarius Dec 8 1861 - Jan 21 1938.






Hugo Cabret
sadly a bit boring
brought Méliès back in view.
Thanks Scorsese.

Karl Lagerfeld's Coca Cola Light

Night and Day, Coca Cola Light by Jean Paul Gaultier

Isabelle Langlois Joaillerie

Acqua di Gio Essenza by Giorgio Armani

Simon Nessman by Bruce Weber

"The Angel" by Patrick Bokanowski

Irma Vep - dvd






The original with Musidora by Feuillade.

Anagramme of VAMPIRE...

Olivier Assayas' Irma Vep with Maggie Cheung




Jumping Asian Carps in Mississippi

EELS - photos by AUTUMN DE WILDE


hombre lobo CD


E aka Mark Oliver Everett


Born April 10 1963.

Lucien Hervé


La tour Eiffel, 1944

Erwin Wurm sculptures




One minute sculpture

Charles Fréger - "Wilder Mann"...

MATAGASSE Thonon-les-Bains, April 15 2012

La Matagasse

i-create: William Richard Green x Hattie Stewart


Glacéau Vitamin Water
Pics from dazeddigital.com



United Arrows x Rimowa

GOLDEN GOOSE Sneakers

1 2 3

4 5 7

8 12 15

Hermès Kelly bag jewelled by Pierre Hardy

OPI - Holland

 

First top row:
- I have herring problem
- Vampsterdam,
- I don’t give a Rotterdam !,

 

Second row:
- Did you ear about Van Gogh ?,
- Thanks a windmillion,
- Wooden shoe like to know ?,
- Gouda Gouda two shoes,

Third row:
- A Roll in the Hague,
- Red Lights ahead… where ?,
- Kiss me on my tulips,
- Pedal Faster Suzi !,
- Dutch Ya love OPI ?.

 

Vans x Cobrasnake

Beth Goddard

Herb Ritts: L.A. Style


AUTISM - The Golden Hat - Talking Back to Autism - Kate Winslet

LIVE LOVE A$AP

Nada van Dalen - Life is a nurse
















Puma x Hussein Chalayan - Hoodies Bag...

Delfina Delettrez - Metalphysic bijoux 2012

Marilyn by Christian Lacroix for Desigual

Maluca Mala - “hood hipster”



In Kweenz Destroy “Koncrete Jungle”




Maroussia Rebecq - Andrea Crews

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Les morts vivants de la mode 20118_HGiansily2010__MG_6516

P1010720


Subway



Le Temps Des Cerises - Annina Roescheisen

Annina Roescheisen pour Le Temps des Cerises

WAD Magazine- Covers


March 2009

September 2008

June 2009

September 2008


The latest March 2012

New Gent - Swatch



Above 2012 lacquered watch.

La MJC - "Vivre Sans Temps Mort"

Breitz lensed by Udo Spreitzenbarth

Fauteuil Pompadour Breitz sur CultsofaFauteuil Cloud Breitz sur Cultsofa

Fauteuil Cloud argent Breitz sur Cultsofa

Fauteuil Highland Breitz sur Cultsofa

Sofa Kautsch Breitz sur Cultsofa

Canapé Mamout Breitz sur Cultsofa

Chaises Rocky Breitz sur Cultsofa

Chaises Marilyn

Fauteuils Gaudi

Fauteuil Tiziana

Lit Gaudi

Lit Highland

Fauteuil Tiziana Breitz sur Cultsofa

Chanel Ghetto Child

A hommage to Amy Winehouse from Jean Paul Gaultier 2012


















FRENCH KISS for Japan - Pascal Colrat

Erik Halley - masks...

Surfboards by Chanel

Hedi Slimane


at YSL.


Lensed in Vogue Russia Apri 2012.
Liu Wen & Sun Feifei by Hedi Slimane (Take The Lead – Vogue China March 2012) 8
Liu Wen & Sun Feifei by Hedi Slimane (Take The Lead – Vogue China March 2012) 3
Take The Lead | Liu Wen & Sun Feifei by Hedi Slimane for <em>Vogue China</em> March 2012
And in March VOGUE China .

Vhils's aka Alexandre Farto - explosive tags

Cai Guo-Qiang - wolves & gunpowder drawings


Cai Guo-Qiang himself.



Another link from H.

Grace Slick paintings


With Janis Joplin 1967.

Today.




H sent me a link.
A bit psychedelic, n'est-ce pas?

Nicholas Kirkwood x Keith Haring Collection


Keith Haring Collection

"Panthère de l'Amour /Léopard de l'Amour

LADURÉE x TSUMORI CHISATO

LEXUS LF-LC LFA

Lexus LF-LC Concept

The Fabergé Big Egg Hunt in London




My favourite by Diane von Furstenberg.


http://www.prlog.org/11802156-the-ritz-london-the-faberge-big-egg-hunt-2.jpg


Rugby Easter chocolate


The Leader Price-version.

Le chocolatier Daniel Mercier


La Grande Epicerie de Paris.

Thomas Straub



Viva Las Vegas LOSERS - Juke Box

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RIP - Jean Giraud

Louis Vuitton Summer 2012 - Poppy Delevigne






















European Sperm Bank's bike in Copenhagen, Denmark


Nordisk Cryobank's frozen sperm delivery bike.

Avantgardens Kvinder 1920-1940, Louisiana, Danemark



February 14  - May 28 2012

Solotareff










HAPPY EASTER 2012!

Makoto Tojiki - Light Sculptures


Another tip by my muse ;)

Larry Kagan - Shadow Art


My muse told me about this feascinating Artist yesterday.

World Autism Awareness Day April 2, 2012.

Flowerbeard - Bill Murray

Dragons - Élise Dray bijoux

Bracelet Dragons Précieux Élise DrayBoucles d'Oreilles Dragons Précieux Élise Dray

Bague Articulée Élise Dray Dragons Précieux

Boucles Tour d'Oreilles Dragons Élise Dray

Dots Obsession - Marc Jacobs x Yayoi Kusama

marcjacobsdot

Guerlain x Pucci



ihurtiaminfashion.com - mix

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Great site by Jalouse.fr

F**K ME I’m Famous !! x ICE WATCH

 

 

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Donald Glover - iamdonald.com

Be iconic - Kate Moss for Dior









Lana Del Rey by Mario Testino, VOGUE UK March 2012

Lana Del Rey pinup Vogue picture

EasterEgg - David LaChapelle - Pamela Anderson

CRAZY HORSE x Christian Louboutin

Guess - Fifties - Claudia Schiffer

Very Brigitte Bardot.

April Fools' Day 2012


As they say in France:

"Bon poisson d'avril!"

 

 

 

 

 












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