clothes, avant-garde and japanese edition
yesterday i went to the peabody essex museum with the family unit to see an exhibit on japanese fashion from the 80s on. it was, er, interestingly organized along vaguely historical lines, starting with rei kawakubo and issey miyake and their early 80s colleagues with their nearly-shapeless voluminous monochrome clothes, and passing across the 90s and early 00s and ending with a (tiny) bit on japanese street fashion. which included a loli outfit from baby, the stars shine bright that i thought jola would appreciate. pink and frilly and cute but the faceless black fabric mannequin is creepy as hell.
(not two minutes after i took the picture (with my phone) i heard one of the museum guards tell someone that photos aren't allowed. in my defense i didn't see any signs and didn't use a flash. and no one saw me do it.)
it was interesting but i spent some quality time thinking there was something there i just didn't get. some of the stuff was infinitely wearable and some of it really wasn't - which i guess makes it no different from a lot of couture - and i just got the sense that there was some intellectual artistic statement behind some of the clothes that i could not understand. they had a few clips of fashion shows from the 80s and 90s and i had weird nostalgia flashbacks for some of the 80s ones. i mean, i remember when those clothes were a thing, when rei kawakubo's designs for comme des garçons were a big, big deal.
then we went out for dinner and i had the most delicious cocktail that decided to fight back about an hour after i got home. >.< you'd think i'd never had a cocktail in my life for the tolerance i had. i was actually kind of ashamed of myself. and then i felt like crap this morning! until i had breakfast and felt better. yeesh, self, you're not supposed to feel sick from ONE COCKTAIL. it was good, tho. well, so was dinner, but that didn't hate me.
we lost at curling tonight by ONE POINT and one of the girls on the other team reminded me of mistyzeo - she was the right height and had the right hair and almost the right face. weird! and i met a woman who knows my mom! she lives in the same condo development as my parents. she was curling on the sheet next to us, saw my pin - everyone has curling-stone-shaped pins with their name on them - and said "i know your mom!" how weird. and kinda fun.
a link of "awww": guy surprises wife with geeky dream wedding for their tenth anniversary - SOCUTE. and really sweet. and completely adorably nerdy. (these are people who named their son kal-el and their daughter harley quinn. OF COURSE their dream wedding includes a bunch of nerdy trappings. they just couldn't afford it when they first got married.)
now i need to bake some muffins before my blueberries get all wrinkly. i do love a good blueberry muffin.
(not two minutes after i took the picture (with my phone) i heard one of the museum guards tell someone that photos aren't allowed. in my defense i didn't see any signs and didn't use a flash. and no one saw me do it.)
it was interesting but i spent some quality time thinking there was something there i just didn't get. some of the stuff was infinitely wearable and some of it really wasn't - which i guess makes it no different from a lot of couture - and i just got the sense that there was some intellectual artistic statement behind some of the clothes that i could not understand. they had a few clips of fashion shows from the 80s and 90s and i had weird nostalgia flashbacks for some of the 80s ones. i mean, i remember when those clothes were a thing, when rei kawakubo's designs for comme des garçons were a big, big deal.
then we went out for dinner and i had the most delicious cocktail that decided to fight back about an hour after i got home. >.< you'd think i'd never had a cocktail in my life for the tolerance i had. i was actually kind of ashamed of myself. and then i felt like crap this morning! until i had breakfast and felt better. yeesh, self, you're not supposed to feel sick from ONE COCKTAIL. it was good, tho. well, so was dinner, but that didn't hate me.
we lost at curling tonight by ONE POINT and one of the girls on the other team reminded me of mistyzeo - she was the right height and had the right hair and almost the right face. weird! and i met a woman who knows my mom! she lives in the same condo development as my parents. she was curling on the sheet next to us, saw my pin - everyone has curling-stone-shaped pins with their name on them - and said "i know your mom!" how weird. and kinda fun.
a link of "awww": guy surprises wife with geeky dream wedding for their tenth anniversary - SOCUTE. and really sweet. and completely adorably nerdy. (these are people who named their son kal-el and their daughter harley quinn. OF COURSE their dream wedding includes a bunch of nerdy trappings. they just couldn't afford it when they first got married.)
now i need to bake some muffins before my blueberries get all wrinkly. i do love a good blueberry muffin.