And now, a Dickinson guidebook
1. A not admitting of the wound
2. And do I smile, such cordial light
3. Tell all the truth but tell it slant
4. After great pain, a formal feeling comes
5. The brain is wider than the sky, no doubt
As expected, her LENNY Interview was extraordinary.
I will also note that her TED Talk has become my bible, and continues to kick my limbs into GO.
Ever since I found the poems of Rosmarie Waldrop, I’ve felt found. She makes me see that there is place for my words and my experimentation and lack of confine.
Revisiting this shaky-voiced gem.
Also pretty obsessed with the Fluid station on Soma FM. They play instrumental hiphop, future soul and liquid trap. I don’t even know what those mean, but the soundscapes are really magical and create special worlds of their own. What is Soma FM, you ask? Why, I’ll tell you? 1) It’s one of my top favorite earthly things 2) Soma FM is over 30 unique channels of listener-supported, commercial-free, underground/alternative radio broadcasting. All music hand-picked by SomaFM’s award-winning DJs and music directors. There are stations such as Secret Agent, Leftcoast 70′s, lots of interesting outerspace inspired stuff, loungey beats, soul/jazz fusion/underground 80′s, and way more. The best thing about it is that it’s all music that I’ve never heard or would have found on my own.
If you’re a part of the fan club, you know Stranger Things is a throwback marvel- addicting as sugar. It was also so beautiful to see child characters that had such conviction and the full spectrum of human emotion. The casting is so great! I couldn’t stop watching! -BARB 4EVER-
I am loving the expansion that’s taken place over @ Gucci, thanks to Alessandro Michele! You know, less stiff-faced, stick-assed, Upper East Side snobism, and flirty, fresh, playful modern romance. The runway referenced bourgeois Renaissance, ‘70s sport and ‘80s Italian couture. This might just be one of my favorite RTW collections ever (~˘▾˘)~
The print details remind of one of my favorite artists (Peter Max)’s artwork
Peter Max “design for a paper airplanes book” (1971)
Photos from NET A PORTER
Spring is swinging our way- I can smell the Jasmine blooming as I walk through my neighborhood. Spring is my favorite season, it’s whimsical enough without the extremity of summertime heat. Fauna and foliage are at their best, avocado, grapefruit, lemons, and pineapple at their smoothest, and the breeze is just right.
As we shed our fall and winter armor, it’s time to take advantage of a Spring wardrobe. My favorite online spot for fashion, Shopbop, is having their last day of a fantastic sale. Take advantage while there is still time!
When my best friend Kasey was in town visiting for the holidays, we went on a day trip to Little Tokyo in DTLA. We’re both big fans of kawaii, Japanese food/fashion/beauty products, and karaoke, so we thought this would be ideal! We found a huge anime megastore called Anime Jungle, which is located in the Little Tokyo Mall. While we were browsing, we happened upon two of the most adorable creations to have ever graced the world! Plush, mini-backpacks featuring some of the cutest anime creatures I’ve seen (“Tony Tony Chopper”, and “Soel”- the “Mokona Modoki”). Kasey gave me Tony Tony Chopper for my Christmas present and kept the Mokona for herself. They are best friends just like us. We didn’t know the backstories of either character, so I went hunting for information on Wiki!Tony Tony Chopper is the doctor of the Straw Hat Pirates in the manga/anime series One Piece. Chopper is a reindeer that ate a Devil Fruit called the Hito Hito no Mi. He came from Drum Island. He is the sixth member of the crew and the fifth to join Luffy, as well as being the youngest member on board. He has a bounty of Beli100 due to being mistaken for the crew’s pet.
Most of the time, Chopper is a toddler-sized human/reindeer hybrid, but his Devil Fruit abilities allow him to change his appearance depending on the situation. Chopper’s left antler is braced at the base by a metal plate because it was reattached after being broken during his search for the Amiudake when he was younger (where he thought the Amiudake can cure Hiluluk’s disease) and ran into the leader of his old herd, who severely injured him. He usually wears a large pale red/pink fuzzy top hat with a sideways medical cross (given to him by Hiluluk) and a maroon pair of shorts. He also sometimes wears a blue backpack that has the same sideways medical cross as his hat. He also has a remarkable blue nose.
A running gag is that various characters in One Piece think Chopper is a tanuki (raccoon-dog, often simply translated as “a raccoon”) while in his Brain Point or hybrid form. The word “tonakai”, which is the Japanese word for “reindeer”, is where the “Tony” in Chopper’s name is derived from. His Heavy Point or human form is likewise mistaken for a gorilla (or an abominable snowman on his home island).
He loves cotton candy.
Mokona Modoki is the name given to the two rabbit-like creatures from Clamp’s sister series Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicle and xxxHolic (Also appearing in one of their earlier works, Magic Knight Rayearth). The name Mokona Modoki (or simply Mokona) refers to any or both characters, as they are never called by their real names. The Black Mokona’s real name is Larg while the White Mokona’s real name is Soel.
Larg and Soel are copies of the original Mokona, who appears in Magic Knight Rayearth (another Clamp series). The two were created by Yūko Ichihara and Clow Reed (who appear to be aware of the existence of Sakura Kinomoto and all of the events in her world). One day, Yūko and Clow encountered the original Mokona, who was traveling through different worlds, and Mokona provided Yūko and Clow with the knowledge of alternate dimensions. After learning that one day a Sakura and Syaoran from an alternate world would come to their world to ask for help, Yūko and Clow created the two Mokona, basing them on the original but with slight differences, such as difference in size and the ability to talk (whereas the original Mokona would only say “Puu!”). Each Mokona was also given an earring which matched the color of the gem on its forehead, the blue earring seals magic power while the red earring boosts magic power.
In Chapter 133 of Tsubasa, Yūko explained to the TRC group that the two Mokona were created in order to stop the plans of Fei Wong Reed’s wishes.
The full story of the two Mokona is told in Clamp’s Soel to Larg: Mokona=Modoki no Bouken (Soel and Larg: The Adventures of Mokona=Modoki).
We also learn in the Drama CD provided with the first Kei DVD that the Mokona chose the 14th of February for their birthday.
White Mokona (Soel):
+ Good at Drawing
+ Likes sweet food
+ Gem in the forehead.earring: Red/Magic
White Mokona is the manju-bun -like creature from Clamp’s Tsubasa Chronicle that possess several astonishing abilities, such as traveling to different worlds, teleporting objects from one world to another, and sensing strong auras. Mokona was what Yûko gave Syaoran and the others in return for the prices they paid, enabling them to go to different worlds in the search for Sakura’s feathers, and as we later find out, without Mokona they wouldn’t be able to communicate (except for Syaoran and Sakura, as they are from the same world) because they all come from different worlds and speak different languages. With the help of Black Mokona, Mokona is able to stay in contact with Yûko, and in the manga there is an illustration showing Mokona talking to Black Mokona in the background.
Mokona is also responsible for locating Sakura’s feathers, and whenever one is around it goes ‘mekkyon’ (scary face) for an instant, which alerts the others. Mokona is a very cheerful, optimistic and energetic being, and loves to tease Kurogane, who occasionally uses violence to get back at him. Similar to Larg, Soel has a strong fondness for alcoholic drinks. The name Soel comes from the rune Sôwilô meaning sun.
108 Secret Skills include:
Super Sneaky Entry
Travel Between Worlds (White Mokona only)
Understanding Lonely People
Super Suction Power (able to vary the strength)
Feel the Feathers’ Wavelength
Writing kanji (Black Mokona is good at it)
Communicating Between Different Worlds (as seen in Tsubasa Chronicle)
Super Transformation (as seen in Tsubasa Chronicle)
Inhibit Magical Curses (White Mokona’s earring can do so as seen in the manga)
Teleport items between the Mokonas
Immune to bad luck
N’CHA Cannon (a reference to the manga series Doctor Slump)
Know when someone is sad.
Super Deductive Reasoning
Eating Apples Whole
Where would we be without him? The true embodiment of “Starman”- a hybrid of cosmology and a dealt hand of mortal-genius. This thin white duke, this glam-rock spider from Mars… He blurred gender binaries, or rather, demolished their confines entirely. Think of what he’s done for those who don’t fit the constructs of traditional gender roles- or who avidly deny them; how exhilarating it was to witness his fusion of masculine and feminine energy synthesize, and unfold under such a large spotlight. No one else wearing the crown of fame has been able to publicly strip down societal boundaries in such a necessary, charged way (especially during the time of his rise). And certainly never since. And certainly never again. Think of what he’s done for anyone estranged from formal thinking, strategy, or circumstance. He gave a stamp of “okay” to the hands of freaks in the gutters; better yet, he made them feel beautiful, worthy, and heard. When you listen to David Bowie, you are alarmingly individual- yet at the same time- connected to the fluid, wholeness of life. Glam rock meant exorbitant decadence but an acknowledgment of “otherness”. Junkies in tiaras. You bled to be gorgeous, and drowned in order to create an escape tunnel from the mundane. Oh, you pretty thing. He kissed punk rock ideology on the lips while simultaneously inhabiting the virtuosity of a true gentleman, hair slicked back and smoking slippers gliding on marble. What he’s done for other musicians and artists is uncanny; he’s graciously handed over his collection of colored chalk so that they may create their own poetical sidewalk pictures, winding down the roads ahead. His wild-hawk dance moves: sexual, unadulterated, primal, yet, finessed in an elegance of the finest-weaved linens. Where that grace comes from can only be the outer boroughs of galaxies unseen to the eye. The moonlight facing Great Britain glowed within his cheeks. His songwriting banded together skill, technology, innovation, and a baritone yearning. His lyricism challenged genres, acting as a trailblazer for metaphor; the language he contrived deeply immersed in emotive volcanic activity, humor, and political commentary. He brought avant-garde costuming into the mainstream, once again affirming that it is more important to be interesting than it is to be “pretty”. In terms of identity, each iconic conception he manifested was as if he was standing in the middle of a hall of mirrors- they were abstract, but very real reflections of this man, of all of us, really. The tricky thing about playing with the crafting of one’s identity is that often times, it can come across forced, non-organic, and gimmicky. But this pale, meticulous extraterrestrial fully inhabited each suit he stepped into, each makeup stroke, each platform heel, a living manifestation of theatrics. He personified the power behind A-R-T- and transformation made possible by performance (and therefore, spiritual empowerment). He was the glitter sprinkled on top of a drab institution. What’s more, he argued that one can be grand without being obnoxious and self-imploding. His hands held on to the flip-side of the coin, but he always turned it over. His vocal range was a mirror to milestones. A true rebel, rebel- years ahead- still, years ahead. Where would be without him?
I am an enemy
of change, as
you know. All
the things I
embrace as new
fact old things,
the sensation of
being dirty in
body and mind
summer as a
time to do
nothing and make
no money. Prayer
as a last re-
as a means,
and then a
with no ends
in sight. I am
absolutely in opposition
to all kinds of
goals. I have
no desire to know
where this, anything
is getting me.
“Peanut Butter” // Eileen Myles