On the edge of fashion, ad for The Kooples

famous advertising campaign for The Kooples

On the edge of fashion, ad for cacharel

ad for cacharel

sensual & inspiring

On the edge of fashion, ad for Ungaro

ad for Ungaro

On the edge of fashion, crap in office

Damn, this work is fucking boring.
I’m translating some stupid tariff document.
Is that something I’m supposed to be doing here?
I’m entitled “designer”, for Christ’s sake.
It’s not that I don’t like translate but it’s obviously not the reason I chose to stay in this company. Now it’s become the stupid company.
Maybe I just don’t like translating.

Fucking stupid shit.

  

On the edge of fashion, ad for Tiffany

ad for Tiffany & Co.

On the edge of fashion, ad for Guerlain

Guerlain x twilight

On the edge of fashion, ad for jitrois

new ad of jitrois

Leighton Meester is surprisingly into the set.

On the edge of fashion, ad for ck jeans

ck jeans

On the edge of fashion, ad for Martin Margiela

MMM

featuring Mary Louise Parker

On the edge of fashion, ad for Carven

ad of Carven

the photographer is Tamu, i guess.

Can't be sure.

however, she's not in Carven.

On the edge of fashion, ad for Dolce&Gabbana

Dolce&Gabbana

on the edge of fashion, ad for Gaultier

new ad of Gaultier

on the edge of fashion, ad for Dior

"Selene for Dior"

i have no idea if there's anyone behind.......

on the edge of fashion, ad for Chanel

Patti Smith and Chanel

on the edge of fashion, ad for Céline

"Sofia and someone"

Céline ad

the idea of JUERGEN TELLER

On the edge of fashion, ad for Hermès

a fairly new ad of Hermès.

it's a part of a social study,

which involves pop culture, sub-culture,

and maybe a little bit of fashion.

i try to make it simple and reflective.

but what about the message or messages?

On the edge of fashion, call a sick day tmw

i felt not well today. i got some messy headache, i got a slightly running nose, i had some kind of sore throat, i coughed, i felt like throwing up every 20 to 40 minutes, and i was so tired.
and i got this idea when i killed the alarm this morning:"can i call it off today??" then 3 or 5 minutes later, i got out of my bed, heading to work.

so i saw the doctor and am gonna call a sick day tomorrow, or more precisely, later today.
i don't really feel ill now, more likely excited or something like that.
i'm supposed to go to bed since after all i did get ill since friday night and yes i did have a hard time falling asleep last night due to the coughs. yet i'm still here.

excitement outweighs illness...... i don't really know what i was excited about.
will that boss be annoyed or irritated by this absence tomorrow? we'll see.
that can be fun.
let's go by the book as you wish, boss:)

i lit a cigarette earlier even though the cough bothered me a lot since i'd already applied the spray, "why not then?"

what i need to finish tomorrow is sending out all the applications for job hunting. there're still quite a few left on my list.

in case any unexpected situation happens, what i just said is about a friend of mine, you know.

gotta go to bed now.

On the edge of fashion, annoyance daily

so, i really need to whine a little bit.
since i couldn't use the office pc to do any live complain (or i shouldn't due to my low boss), it's getting harder to deal the dumb ambiance created by my colleague, the ass-kisser. talking about this, the image of her stupid and irritating behaviors today just re-occurred.... which annoys even more..... ASS

heard some news about a classmate got a position as a head of design of a house with nice prestige and history the other day.
that made me chocked.
still a little bit now.


maybe it's because while i am whining about this and that, people are out there doing him or her.
or getting done by him or her.



don't say that.
they work a lot, too.




hun.....


yeh

On the edge of fashion, stupidity and ass-kisser

Please send us your request along with your business plan, proposition of buyout and collaboration strategy.

You can of course send us your salary and promotion.

While some thing is working out, it’s not going to be what it si.

Si. Instead of the Columbia supplier,

It’s so stupid. Even the voice, the way that talks oozing the stupidity.

How unbearable and how ironic that m here.

Ta gueule putain merde e

1649

Enclose the sample and another sample for the fure reference.

Many thanks of what.

Some jewelry collection can be interesting for the development.

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in fact, i figured that it's no longer a good idea to use the internet as i wanted since my french-wannabe boss started to behave low, i whine differently.

that's about the ass-kisser. she's damn annoying. it's about yesterday.

heck

almost 0100

i just got this idea,
what if i don't have time to be healthier?


so i'm not sure how i should wish you, but i'm sure we'll have a lot of fun.
ta-ta







 

the pretty Hanne Gaby Odiele

Hanne Gaby Odiele, she's gorgeous.
sometimes she reminds me of Klingon.
no offense.


Hanne, we love you:)


 

On the edge of fashion, about Nicole Phelps' opinions

well, i just find that Nicole Phelps on Style is full of shit.

http://www.style.com/fashionshows/review/S2012RTW-DKARAN


the ss 2012 collection by Donna Karan is nothing but a disappointment while she, Phelps, implies that it's a pretty nice one.

it's about public relationship, personal relationship, political position, fame, prestige, privilege, and so on.
not that we don't understand, however what's crap needs to be pointed out.

she did the same thing last season for Chanel's collection.

i guess she does it all the time.

steve jobs is still there

anyway, he is not dead.

steve jobs.





http://www.apple.com/




it's you who should provide the footage, or so on.

on the edge of fashion, a bullshit boss

cet enfoirée

--------------

so my boss told me that she’s not gonna do the raise that she promised two months ago when I informed her that I quit.

no matter whatever reason she came up with, it’s merely excuse and it doesn’t make it any prettier. (so I skip it here)

she said that it’s better that both of us take some time to think about this.

what the hell does that mean?

I said that I’ve already thought it through when I made a decision to stay two months ago and once I made a decision, I’m not gonna flip it over like this. (like she did, but I thought due to the manner, I shouldn’t say so)

why did I stay in the company that earlier I wanted to go?

because my boss said that it’s totally possible that I proposed projects and once they were ok with it, I could put it into reality, which is the very reason I stayed in this company at the very beginning.

besides, she said she’d still like to make the tv ad of the perfume and if I got any idea, it’s more than welcomed; especially when the budget was rather limited, a good concept to an ad became even more important.   (of course)

it’s a good chance if I can make a tv ad. that’s another main reason I decided to stay for a few more months.

two months later I got such speech from 1904 to almost 2000.

mock me, and mock me well.

I found it preposterous, smiling.

On the edge of fashion, noise

It is rather unbearable when your only senior colleague got no spine and is major stupid.

Even if she can speak French without much problem when it comes to the language, inside her head is there only muddy paste that generates nothing. Words coming out of her seem only dumb and ridiculous, why bother keep talking?

Oh because she’s not aware of that herself.

Of course not.

Holy shit!! She starts again, mumbling, blah blah blah………….. don’t be so annoying, can you?!!

If you really think that the things you do are just making no progress to the house, why do you pretend that you’re doing so many things and so busy in front of the bosses? Ass-kisser.

Stop echoing the management’s opinions. Asshole.

On the edge of fashion, solar spotlight

Well now what am I doing ? I’m doing a research about some “spot solaire”. 

Why?

Because my genius creative senior colleague, the ass-kisser, got a brilliant idea the other day while our boss was talking about lighting the balcony (or the sign on it?).

So why doesn’t she take care of all this solar spotlight installation shit herself? Because I’m the one who took care of the sign before, according to my boss.

Good. It’s like I got nothing to do, isn’t it?

It’s a balcony of a supposed-to-be high fashion house and you want me to do some diy to light it…. What the fuck are you serious?!!

Oh yes she is, my boss.

While I’m on the research, I can’t help noticing that the ass-kisser has been typing.

I wonder what the frak she’s been working on.

ASS.

On the edge of fashion "That was the day before yesterday"

When your senior colleague or your so-called superior is an ass-kisser and no-spine, it’s rather unpleasant and irritating when things are processing.

However, that happens quite often. Sometimes simply her voice annoys.

Of course, the way she speaks is annoying, too. It is so self-assuring yet sounds just dumb…..

Very dumb.

Stop talking to me, please, wouldn’t ya??!

Blahblahblah

 

this evening

it's been kinda stifling today.
current jazz playing makes the air somehow a little bit spanish, a southern one, like Granada.
"but you're not in Spain" i said.

stuff in the room is still not in it's place as it should have been.
don't feel very well.

"i don't like being alone. i'm good at it, but i don't like it."
as Alain Shore said.

A Friday afternoon

I'm sorting out my old magazines since the repainting thing's done.
Before rearranging the room, I take the chance to get this done, hopefully.

Sipping some Pimm's 7up, it ain't so bad.



Hate dealing with trivia. Gotta open some envelopes later......

some links about this subject

http://www.helnwein.com/kuenstler/helnweinfilms/artikel_4087.html
http://juiceonline.com/blog/icon-pie-chart-marilyn-manson/

Phantasmagoria, the visions of Lewis Carroll

Phantasmagoria, the visions of Lewis Carroll.
it seems intriguing but I don't know where to get it.
if you do know how and where, please let me know.

by the way, does it really have anything to do with columbia and paramount?
I seriously doubt it.

I can be wrong.

what's my problem?

So, what's my problem?

it's 0542

obviously there's something very wrong in so many ways.

is it day or is it night?
should we let the light decide?

after browsing erotic pictures, googling names.

so, what's my problem, seriously?

Sunday afternoon

1720, take a break from arranging the flat for repainting.
It's a hell of a work.




Sipping some saumur white and right now it's playing teen age riot by sonic youth.






 

In our time

Let's face it, if you are someone like that, no matter how you dress yourself, you'll be fantastic somehow.
It's time to think about if you're not......

Read more? or be nice to ppl?
be bold and be bad?




Well I can talk, can you??

What about it?

Late at night, it’s easy tending to be sentimental and reminiscent, also maybe because of some emotion-tickled musics played by: jasmine by keith jarrett, 9 crimes, true love waits, fake plastic trees, cold water, creep, along with like a friend, wonderwall, and with or without you, etc.

I’m feeling quite clueless lately when it comes to putting idea or plan into practice.

I think of her from time to time. And I don’t really have any idea what is going on. It’s heading nowhere I know but why can’t I just drop it?

Maybe you can tell me.

There’re things that i can only share with those who don’t know me

There're things that i can only share with those who don't know me.

It's like that.

What about you?

  

wtf

so lost right now.
what am i supposed to do right now?
there're so many stuffs to be taken care of yet it seems that i'm really really trapped in the middle of nowhere, doing nothing.

what should i do? re-edit my portfolio? make some t-shirts? read some materials? do some study? what!!!
definitely not watching a film or tv series..... do some more research? arrange pictures?
it feels like i'm so splitting in multi threads and got led to various directions.
then got lost.

ha ha, get lost.


sore throat.

weariness or just avoiding

i feel quite weary today.

one saturday or sunday, i got out of bed around 1300, which means that i slept about 11 hours.
i couldn't help wondering it's about some compensation or it's just some sort of escaping thing.

to put it simply, i don't know what to do.

so, i quit the current job. then get another one? start a company? try to win an award? so on and so on.

i may will need to have instant noodles more than i do now.


so vague.





 

day 10

this is me, that is not.

I’ve already forgot what I was intended to say a few seconds ago.

most likely something moody or sentimental.

rain drops are tic-tac-ing outside; some car just went by.

I’m not sure what I should’ve done, but I’m pretty sure that she doesn’t have any similar feeling as I do toward her.

so, it’s better that I didn’t do anything further.

yet I can not stop thinking of it, what if, what if, and so on.

a bottle of jinro, an access to smoke, a few of her pictures, I do not know what I should do.

actually nothing. I can do nothing about it. they are leaving. she’s leaving.

I didn’t feel anything that she’s fond of me in anyway.

too bad, well, for me.

sometimes even you knew it’s like that but when it eventually really happens, it’s somehow still quite difficult to take with easeness.

I gaze at pictures of her that I took, questioning myself if I missed something so important….. but you know what? it doesn’t matter. and I don’t think that I’m gonna know the truth.

truth. what is that?

all is in my head, dwelling with full of imagination and desire; you wanna bear a hope, you’re gonna be ready to take the despair.

music: Mélanie Laurent, En t’attendant.

day 7

time is passing in a very fast pace.
it's not  even possible to get to bed before one.

i don't know how she feels, but i do like being with her.


smile.


 

day-4

I threw up big time last night. I threw up quite a few stuffs, that actually I was surprised there could be so much amount of room in my stomach for stuffs. When that happened, i was still in front of my desk and it really came out very quickly....... which means I kinda spilt all the way till the sink in the toilet. How drunk was I? Long story short, it still smells vomit so far in my flat and didn't go to work this morning.

On the way to work this afternoon in the metro, I saw a black guy probably weary. I assumed that he was because of work. Then I looked at myself, even more bombed, but because of drinking.
That got me thinking several rounds already till now.
Actually in as far as I can recall, quite rarely did I work so hard that I worn myself out, instead, more than often I just drove myself into exhaustion with alcohol. I am wondering why?
Why after all? Does it make any sense?

At least I don't get it by now.





 

computer arts and shotopop

Well, I was following some example by an agency called shotopop in computer arts today (let’s say, around 50% of the time) to acquaint myself with photoshop (that’s the goal).

About 2 hours or so after the lunch break, I finished the exercise.

My conclusion is that to them, it seems that the blurness is the very important key to a fine work.

How impressive.

Nevertheless, on their website, there are some nice work.

The sample I picked called "warp tool and texture experiment".

To be honestly, what have I learned from that?

"Get things blur, they'll be fine."

Whatever.

 

day-10

Stashing some alcohol makes me feel secured in a way.
Yet this evening when I was on my way back to my place, holding 2 bags of bottles, thinking of the amount of money I just spent on them, I felt kinda guilty.
Which sucks.

What am I supposed to do then?



And what's more difficult later will be how I stop emptying that bottle I opened.
"it's only for dinner....."

or maybe it's not only.




 

sacrée Julie

i'm watching Julie teaching how to do make-up or hairdo and stuffs.

and it's about time to go to bed.
what the hell have i been doing?



she's a good marketer in a way, knowing her own strength to reach the audience.






 

day-12

when two-third of bottle doesn't do the trick, what are you gonna do??

i tried hard to turn off modern family yet i'm still here in front of my screen browsing stuffs instead of sending out more cvs to those non-Paris based companies.

so?

aussière rouge is fine.


if you say that i like it, it's probably because it's not expensive.
then i dislike that i like it for that.


the flavor and the taste are fine, come on........... that's why you find it fine.






Anastasia Colsenet is on her maternity leave; maybe i should get to the other one, Christine or something.

One-man army can't win the battle

Here's the thing: if I cannot afford an atelier, then I'll have to be my atelier.
And that probably well explains why there's nothing at all by far............







One-man army won't win the battle after all.





  

Pulp - Like a Friend

is this working??

day-16 +3 days

seriously, i think i do have only some slim control on myself.
am i stressed? or not? by some stupid shits? was i stressed? or not? stupid shits are not supposed to make you stressed, or are they?

i'm experiencing some medium level of stomach ache, probably caused by too fresh soda or the stress.
what stress? why are you stressed?

it's the third day that i haven't drunk. i'm not smoking either.
there's no love, thus there's no suffering, either.
somehow it feels like my identity is crashing into itself or just simply collapses.

Dr. Bolo said that there's nothing to worry about. i assume that he has officially regarded me as one of those people who think they are sick but they are not.
should i feel fine after the consulting? but i do feel the uneasiness and minor pain.
he also said that drinking alcohol was not leading to those symptoms that i was talking about.


whatever





 

The office friend

Do you know what an office friend is? Are you being one?
It's not a friend that you have in the work space but someone you would only keep in touch when you are in the office, through the internet. You probably live in different cities and you know each other for quite a while, which tries to justify the term "friend' used here at the first place.
Anyway. An office friend, since geographically disconnected, it's not so possible to hang out with during your own time. But an office friend, you wouldn't try to reach him/her during weekend or days off, which is either because you got a life so you don't think of getting online writing mails or following fb or chatting on skype, or, you got a boy friend or a girl friend that makes it a little inappropriate to get online writing mails or following fb or chatting on skype. Some like that.

Here the office friend.
Are you being one? To how many people?

I'm an office friend to some ones and that makes me think the friendship out there is dubious.
It's not cynical, is it?






 

How would you like to be like Edita Vilkeviciute?

Basically, someone like Edita Vilkeviciute can appear as fabulous as she is in no matter what brand. It's not that H&M's design teams have done a great job but their marketing teams and communications teams got empowered to use hot babes like Gisele or Daria among others to present their products.
Those gorgeous girls can still stay hot even in TATI, let along H&M.

So, give it a break, stop cheating yourself.

Some days ago in the office

I was cleaning up my hard drive and found this; I don't know when I wrote it.

That shit still remains, ha-ha.

Basically, I have been doing practically nothing this morning.

Or quite a few actually but in a very fragmental way so that it seems to be nothing concrete.

Read an article about facebook’s revenue and development; googled how to short-circuit an electric kettle (my colleague gets more hysterical when she takes more caffeine; that’s why I’d like to sabotage her intakes of coffee, by cutting out the supply of hot water……); updated and browsed some pages on fb; checked out some websites and blogs from a research concerning websites; googled how to customize a blog template; and so on…. just too trivial to recall by now.

Most annoying of all is that my colleague behind the desks in front of me talks a lot. And she talks toward me. Which means it’s not necessarily that she talks to me but toward me. I think politely speaking I’m supposed to respond however I’m not here to respond to her hysterical conversation.

Damn!! That’s something I can’t say out loud in the office……… office……… they call it “studio” but I think it’s definitely much more like an office.

Earlier this afternoon, my boss called to ask me to order some back issues of some magazine.

And she insisted that I did that instead of someone else.

What the fuck?! What is wrong with you people??

P.s.  Have I already put this here earlier? Maybe not?

the past

i don't know why but i went over some old stuffs, mostly images.

you know what, those bad experiences or whatsoever don't feel much when you look back on them; however, it's those happy memories that just burn back when you look at them again.....

wanna put some pictures but maybe it's not appropriate.

my once very best friend got lost then gone married and suddenly i was and have been alone.
it just doesn't feel right.
yet it's moot.




 

The Tale of a Fairy by Karl Lagerfeld

Sometime I really admire those technic-wise people who can render videos, musics, or other media stuffs into their or public's use in such a short notice.

Here's a court métrage by notorious Karl Lagerfeld for Chanel, called The tale of a fairy.
Anna Mouglalis is fairly intriguing, here or there or else where.



  

 

day-31

Seriously, last evening i think i watched 2 episodes of boston legal. But who can proof it now?
i did watch some program on arte in which it talked a little bit about Yohji Yamamoto.
i find that he looked pretty cool with long grey hair and the way he spoke in english made i feel the depth and the calmness of his.


There were three girls in the train on my way back to here. Two of them looked quite similar in a way not literally but in some other way. The third one looked young. And in red panties.





 

day-30

It's this evening indeed.
one episode of House and one Boston Legal.

successfully turned off the programs, now typing something, tryna do something.

listening to mia, which i bought for years, yet it doesn't sound so familiar at all just because it's in a random mode.

obviously i'm back to the dissing state towards my work.
last week i got it to and fro for at least twice.

tired. don't think that i'm gonna send any cv tonight. again.



so many hotties in the metro.






 

day-32

Although i tried to limit my tv series watching to only 2 last evening, house and boston legal, i ended up with still having nothing done.
i did spend some time on the internet, blogs and stuffs, and then it's time to go to bed again.
oh, right, i finally open the envelope from inpi;
there's no exciting news inside it though.








i like the way she talked in the e-mail. it's sorta cute.

All is full of love

day-33

so i got a bucket of kfc back after work.
they're running some new formula about bucket menus......... there's one with 12 pieces chicken without any hot wings nor chicken fingers...... and that's practically a lie since there're like 3 or 4 wings and 4 stingy drumsticks or so. it's just a joke.

watched again one episode of the big bang theory, spending about 10 minutes to locate where i stopped last time watching californication, turned on the other one, couldn't help but finished 2 episodes of boston legal s5.

then time to get to bed.....