Serving Looks, Serving Maripol

Best fashion compliment of my life? Maripol, who I was stunned to meet in Graceland (a room covered wall to wall, top to bottom with photographs of Grace Jones, most taken by the aforementioned party) when Serge Becker introduced her. “You were just in The New York Times,” I blurted out leaving them astonished.

“Yeah,” she smiled slightly. We all went back to glum.

I continued setting up before making my way to the back dining room next door, turns out I was her server. For those not up to speed she created Madonna’s iconic Boy Toy look and styled Grace Jones. A legendary renaissance woman apart of a golden age of art from the 70’s-80’s, running in the most coveted social circles on the scene. Needless to say her standards were tip top bitch. And here I was fifteen minutes late in the first place, deciding to wear my Halloween costume for David Bowie who passed that day. Rocking a silk lavender jumpsuit, switching the scarf out for a black floral one, instead of the orange birds I originally donned. Tying it into a voluminous bow, that burst like a bouquet. “That’s a serious jumpsuit,” Serge commented earlier that evening, freaked out “I just dropped off flowers that exact color to Iman.” He stared incredulous by the coincidence, because coincidences don’t really exist, only synchronicity. Now, under Maripol’s appraising eye the pressure was on in more ways than one and no matter how hard I tried to please her service wise, she was unimpressed. Never enough water, never enough ice, the drinks were slow. Testing me, I knew.

I just kept going, complaining at the service bar that she might actually hate me. After a grueling effort the night ended. “Nice outfit,” Maripol said, leaving a generous tip.
“Thank you, it’s my homage to Bowie.”
“It’s beautiful.”

After being hawked and her whispering to the blonde next to her, I swore she hated everything about me. But it was option two, she was giving me shit because she liked me too much. This is a moment I will savior forever, fortunate enough just to meet her. What was the best fashion compliment you’ve ever received? Via: Documenting Fashion & Strip Project


Happy Birthday Grace, Cher & Busta

Happy birthday to three iconic artists Grace Jones (May 19th), Cher and Busta Rhymes (May 20th), who specialize in signature styles, creatively and fashion wise. What’s your favorite pieces they’ve made? Via: Old School Loving, Rolling With Judas & I Love Hip Hop 88

Smoking Kills Cigarette Aesthetic

Sixth time was the charm. I finally quit when I didn’t keep track. As cool as it looks, especially in Europe, these poison sticks are bad for your health and skin. Now is a good time to stop, since coronavirus attacks the respiratory system. Once when meditating I heard the mucous built up in my lungs and knew the jig was up. I also watched my grandmother get her leg amputated due to a lifetime of smoking, that fucked up her circulation. Your body is a temple treat it as such. Respect it. Do you need to quit smoking? Vaping sucks too. Photos: Dreams Never Lie Chico, Fashion Wonderer, London Street Art, Empire 90s, Goddamn 333 & Nenthe

Warhol Quarantine Edition

Pick three roommates.
Mine:
Liza Minelli
Basquiat
Mick Jagger