EXECUTION SQUARES

The first week of March was spent interning at NME HQ. It was a great experience and the team there are quite simply human gold. Luckily 3 minutes walk from the magazine office was the Tate which I spent shitloads of time in. The above set of photographs were probably the most striking, consuming an entire wall and getting me super excited for my global voyage.

Execution Squares by Hrair Sarkissian

REGIME

AW14 LC:M

Jimi Hendrix was arguably the greatest guitarist who ever lived, but what do I know about him? His infamous Woodstock performance could be summed up for me with two phrases: “sex face” and “energy”. The energy was excellent but it was a pity I couldn’t relate to the audience who peacefully sat in the electric atmosphere swaying: maybe I was confused by the lack of mobile phones, digital cameras, iPads etc, waving in the air during the performance.

Kanye West’s repetition that “we the new rockstars” has undoubtedly left me pondering on the style and aesthetics of rock’n’roll. The sentiments of sex face and energy was splashed across LC:M. 

Mens fashion week was saturated with the roll: political messages, passion and punk particularly caught my eye. 

Everything in Menswear seems 85 million times more wearable. Even the most extravagant of prints are complimented but not exaggerated by the tailored garments they sit on, a contrast to womenswear.

Long live menswear.

NEW MUSIC

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• MINEOG 
• BOBBY JOHNSON
• BLEACH POOL
• HOLD ME DOWN
• CHOCOLATE
• WALK THRU

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LEVI PATCH

Essentially re-appropriated Levis I picked up from Depford Market a while ago. I ripped holes in 'em and then filled them with some material from my fabric box et voila. Holey jeans without the awkward leg breeze.

Top Topshop, Jacket Thrift, Jeans Self 

AFTER 2000

With all this fucking 90s nostalgia, all I can think of, is how great the 90s were: this is so ironic considering, the oldest I was in the 90s was 4 and even then, I only have memories of my mum in levis when her tiny leather backpack getting stolen from her in Rathbone Market. To say the least, the 90s didn't really define me personally which makes me question this resurgence.

Interning at TimeOut, I came across some old issues of the revolutionary i-D magazine. Oddly à la mode androgynous content, lots of nudity (courtesy of advertorials and i-D's own fashion photography), rough art and the raw qualities of 90s fashion.

Then we get to 2000. I picked up three issues - April, May and June 1999.  But then we get to 2000. The front cover is hi-res and vibrant, it has an age-d quality to it featuring Gisele Bundchen and the content is borderline timeless as the photography in the issue could easily slide into a 2013 copy of i-D.

I felt a rebellious spirit fade and instead, be replaced by a spirit of sexual maturity, "grow up you slags" - type thing.

Earlier editions of i-D made Yohji Yamamoto,  and Helmut Lang "finest cotton armbags since 1997", seem approachable, et pour chacun. Calvin Klein looked like great underwear on a girl getting undressed... Chanel pumps, Christian Louboutin heels and Prada sandals, looked approachable, shot on the rooftop of a 'Universal House' the home of a 45 year old listing magazine, alongside Facteur Celeste and YMC (crazy feet sandals). It's like a division occurred after 2000.

What's next?

DOVER STREET

BLACK HUARACHE

BLACK PARIS

The Comptoir des Cotonniers store in Paris, Saint Germain-en-Laye.

My second time in Paris, but my first time as an explorer and I was overjoyed that I was able to make the trip with Abella (my DSLR), so much so that I wish I had an entire film crew with me, and a pre-written script and a plan and I could go out and make a movie in Paris.

Tall far-off-white buildings, street art in the finest nooks and crannies and the constant French murmuring - long live Paris.

83 PEGASUS PARIS

Vintage Waterproof Bomber Jacket

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