PeSuit and Tie

  the deviously fashionable time traveler my future mother-in-law always sends me the coolest instagram accounts with the most eccentric fashion styles. this time, she sent me  adrienne reine's  instagram profile. scrolling felt like watching a silent film or stepping into an ancient museum! on her about me  post, adrienne describes the 1780s and 1920s/30s as her fave fashion eras, but she also doesn't limit to just dressing like this: " while i have favorite eras, i refuse to limit myself to one era or mode of dress" . she further explains the importance of understanding history through fashion and music, and understanding the highs and lows of past and future. "historical accuracy has never been my goal, and it never will be. it is historical believability. to wear imperfect clothing that show signs of use. mixing pieces from decades prior, along with a contemporary dress or ensemble. to not be afraid of wear, of changing with your clothes. because that is the ...

  it was an intense week, and if you share my beliefs, you probably woke up on wednesday morning with a case of blues, but positive ones. not to get too political (but fashion is  political?!), i was ecstatic reading how ohio, and numerous other states, voted majority democratic candidates for senate and congress. many people got nostalgic, joking about the "woke" era again, and feeling the same vibes as when obama won in 2008.  late night doomscrolling turned hopecore on friday, we went to the cleveland museum of art  for another mix: k-pop inferno.  it celebrated the newest exhibit ten kings of hell: afterlife in medieval korea.  the dress code called for afterlife creatures: ghosts, ghouls, angels and demons, but it did not exempt leftover halloween costumes either. sib and i donned our cherub themed fits, and my outfit was based on another past exhibit, renaissance in fashion , from last winter. there were anime cosplayers galore, and lots of spooky coo...

  october culture meter what i'm reading... i finished reading the dec/jan 1986 edition of unique homes. there’s something so enchanting about seeing homes full of character, with amazing references and state of the art technology (for 80s standards). im sick of seeing people nowadays gutting homes like these and turning them into ikea storefronts or faux bougie residences, yet the bed seems like it’s made out of cardboard. there's no soul, no passion, no artistry. just bland greyscale that seems too polished, too waspy, too clean. is this really a home? i’m pretty sure another boring set of cheaply made ryan homes development is being built a couple streets past me, and i dread knowing we won’t be seeing any ‘adobe villas of timeless enchantment’ any time soon. i started reading a scandinavian psychological thriller translated in croatian: soba zla  (room of evil) by a writer duo under one pseudonym erik axl sund . the scandinavian thrillers are always so cold, calculated an...