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Friday Kahlo was so beautiful

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"I paint myself because I am often alone and I am the subject I know best."

— Frida Kahlo

Photo by Guillermo Davila, 1929.

SSUR sub-brand CAVIAR CARTEL releases the Hashish Candle. With 45-hours of burn time, the 7-oz coconut wax blend candle is infused with a custom hashish scent to, among other purposes, cover up the scent of real hashish. Made in the USA and available for $45 USD, you can order yours directly from the source.

CAVIAR CARTEL Hashish Candle is a post by Brock Cardiner on Highsnobiety.

Germany’s Frankfurt Airport is no stranger to these pages thanks to its customer service innovations. We recently wrote about its confiscated goods recycling scheme, which enabled passengers with disallowed goods to put them to good use while also donating to local charities. Now that the weather is colder in the country, the airport is at it again — solving the problem of increasingly full hand luggage compartments by allowing customers to use its Winter Coat Storage Service.

The winter means it’s cold in the Northern Hemisphere and many holidaymakers will be wrapping up as they head to the airport, only to pack away their bulky coats once they reach their warmer destination. Not only is this a hassle while enjoying a trip, but the limited overhead compartments for storing hand luggage also become overfull in the winter months. Taking inspiration from a similar service at Incheon International Airport in South Korea, Frankfurt began operating its Winter Coat Storage Service in October, and it will run until the end of April 2014. Customers pay a fee of EUR 0.50 per day for the check-in program, but will be able to forget about their cumbersome coat and enjoy their holiday.

Although not the biggest initiative, the Winter Coat Storage Service is a small detail that will add a little extra comfort during their time both at the airport and onboard their flight. Are there other small ways airlines can improve their customer service?

Website: www.frankfurt-airport.com
Contact: www.fraport.com/en/the-fraport-group/about-us/contact-fraport-ag.html

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Mugumogu would never subject The Thick One to this indignity.

Thing One & Two from guremike. 我々 事 1 および事 2 つが大好きです。

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Inspired by the holiday tradition of festive sweaters, Nike SB and Boston retailer Concepts have come together on a special pack. Appropriately titled the “Ugly Sweater” pack, the lineup includes a Nike SB Dunk High in two colorways. The first has a black upper and features a seasonal white, green and red design with a patent leather Swoosh, nylon tongue, Concepts-branded woven label tongue and comes in a special tin package including a Concepts ornament and extra laces. The second colorway comes in heather grey and features a similar set up, with an all-over print pattern, nylon tongue and Swoosh, arriving in Concepts’ burgundy box. There will also be two shirts and a crew neck released alongside the sneaker packs.

Both colorways will be available in-store at Concepts on December 7 at 7 a.m. EST, and online in limited quantities at 12 p.m. EST.

Nike SB x Concepts “Ugly Sweater” Pack is a post by Maude Churchill on Highsnobiety.

Twerk socks

It’s often said that “seeing is believing,” but one spin of a hip-hop record in its current state provides an alternate twist on the idiom – where as “listening is consuming” and every aural encounter is but an oral argument for excess. What started out as an art form that was meant to unlock certain mysteries, as well as shine a much-need spotlight on both urban decay and the various plights of those pushed to the fringe of society due to various larger issues in the country, hip-hop today is bordering on being a SkyMall catalog – chock full of items that are either downright unobtainable or ridiculously gaudy. 2013 was a year that saw a slew of new records from the likes of Drake, Jay-Z, J. Cole, Kanye West and more. While “luxury rap,” isn’t something new to the genre, I questioned just how quickly emcees turned to “show and tell” on their projects. Part of me was surprised by the findings – the other half was a little saddened that under the microscope, new comers and established veterans all relied on the popular-noun crutch so quickly.

 

A$AP Rocky – Long. Live. A$AP
Time into the album: 1:12
The line: Motherfuck a wishlist, my ghetto was ambition/For my benjis and my Bentley, and them bitches now I gets gets.

 

J. Cole – Born Sinner
Time into the album: 2:57
The line: But I’m probably just go and and buy Ferraris, vroom.

 

Kanye West – Yeezus
Time into the album: 44 seconds.
The line: Soon as I pull up and park the Benz.

 

Wale – The Gifted
Time into the album: 2:50
The line: But a brand new Maserati got me plottin on another hit.

 

Jay-Z – Magna Carta..Holy Grail
Time into the album: 5:51
The line: I just want a Picasso in my casa.

 

Big Sean – Hall of Fame
Time into the album: 6:58
The line: Bought my fam new land, six star crib.

 

Drake – Nothing Was The Same
Time into the album: 33 seconds
The line: Comin’ off the last record, I’m gettin’ 20 million off the record.

 

Pusha T – My Name is My Name
Time into the album: 2:06
The line: In a cranberry Rossta, inside track on the G rap poster.

 

Eminem – The Marshall Mathers LP 2
Time into the album: 9:05
The line: It says ever since I drove a ’79 Lincoln with white walls.

Essentially, no artist who released a “huge” album this year was able to get through two complete songs without falling into the pervasive trap. You may ask, “what else are they supposed to talk about?” Something. Anything. Just not everything. I’m reminded of the quote from Fight Club: “the things you own, end up owning you.”

Call it curiosity, but I decided to check out a classic album from hip-hop lore to see if this was always a pervasive problem. Consider this: there isn’t a single popular noun boast on Midnight Marauders aside from mention of a Polo shirt and Timberland Boots on the entire record. Sure, it’s a limited sampling, but I’d argue that there hasn’t been a single rap record released in the last five years that charted on Billboard’s Hot 100 that avoids the “rich guy” trap.

Where as we tune into television shows or attend the movies in order to get an escape from reality, it’s a shame that hip-hop has turned into The Hunger Games – and we the listeners are treated as the “thirsty” ones.

Let’s Find Out How Long it Takes for Rappers to Mention “Rich Guy Stuff” on their Records is a post by staff on Highsnobiety.

Hair isn’t the most common medium in art, but Amsterdam-based artist and designer Monique Goossens has a knack for using unconventional materials. (...) Read More about Monique Goossens’ Hair Typography (75 words)

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When OC friend and collaborator Aurel Schmidt was invited to participate in the 2010 Whitney Biennale, she submitted a painting of a beast with cigarette butts for veins and a six pack of Budweiser for abs. So it's not surprising that Aurel's new show, Fruits, is being held in the kind of place where you'd go for a late-night pack of cigarettes and a 40: a former bodega on New York City's Lower East Side.

Aurel, who lives in the neighborhood, wanted a space that was "derelict but also kind of classy," she said. "I wanted to do something outside the standard gallery, somewhere that could give the work an interesting context and where I could have more flexibility with the space." Derelict but classy is signature Aurel––the painting she created for OC's Ace Hotel store spells out the company's name in Band-Aids, lighters, toothpaste, rolled-up dollar bills, donuts, and a PBR bottle cap, among other items that look like they materialized on the floor of your apartment after a particularly debauched evening.

But if the deli is derelict––its walls, though painted gallery-white, were not stripped of their grimy electrical cords and ventilation systems––Aurel's paintings are strangely lovely. In them, fruits and vegetables blend seamlessly with pink human flesh: a penis emerges from a banana peel, for instance, while a nipple protrudes from a cantaloupe. The juxtaposition is grotesque, but also tender. "I was subliminally inspired by emojis; tiny decapitated heads and hands and little erect eggplants all floating in white space together, loved," said Aurel. 

Like other paintings of Aurel's that depict prescription pill bottles and blackberry phones, the works in Fruits are also "true to our times," Aurel says. "There are glow in the dark cats, boob jobs, and Adderall so why not a lettuce vagina?"

Through November 30. Friday and Saturday 12 – 6PM | Images courtesy of Aurel Schmidt

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A new book by HuskMitNavn featuring 92 drawings from 2012-2013 originally published online.

Curve Appeal – Gracing the pages of GQ Australia’s November issue, plus size model Robyn Lawley plays the role of seductress in a wardrobe of casual denim looks. Lensed by Pierre Toussaint and styled by Wayne Gross, the wavy-haired babe wows in designs from labels such as Calvin Klein, Gap and Topshop in the amazing images.

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NEW YORK, United States — This morning I received a scanned, hand-written letter from the Belgian designer Ann Demeulemeester, announcing her decision to part ways with her brand. First, it was heartwarming to see her familiar, beautiful script, and then came the shock of the content. “I feel it’s time to separate our paths,” she wrote.

After a few minutes my shock subsided. It is always terribly hard to see a designer exit the brand he or she has built from the ground up. But, the tone of the letter seemed peaceful, another chapter of Demeulemeester’s life closing and a new one beginning.

Demeulemeester has always been my favourite designer. She is the reason I got into fashion. The first time I saw her clothes at Barneys in 1999 was a revelation and a revolution in my personal style. It was the moment I realised that fashion can have meaning and that clothes can be an outside reflection of one’s inner state. I did not know who this person was that made these dark, romantic clothes that were impossibly elegant and without the slightest hint of the pomp and circumstance of bourgeois taste. Without having read a single word about Demeulemeester, I felt immediate kinship. I knew she had to have listened to certain kinds of music, had to have read certain kinds of books, had to have experienced certain kinds of art in order to create those black and white, purposefully imperfect garments that empathically reflected the imperfections of the mankind, its simultaneous strength and fragility.

When years later I read the first interview with her, it held no surprises. And years after that when I sat down to interview Ann at her Antwerp boutique, the second writing assignment of my journalistic career, there were no surprises either. Of course she had a picture of Leonard Cohen in the store. Of course she was friends with Patti Smith. Of course she has read Rimbaud and Blake.

Demeulemeester was one of the Antwerp Six, the wave of Belgian designers that revolutionised fashion in 1986 and have thrown open the floodgates of creativity since then. Her voice was always strong and unique and has influenced many designers that came after her. She has been a fixture of the Paris fashion weeks since her first women’s show in 1992 (she began showing menswear alongside her womenswear in 1996 and began showing the men’s separately in 2006). Demeulemeester was one of the first designers who has made cultural influences such as punk and rock music, and gothic and romantic poetry the centrepiece of her oeuvre, paving the way for designers like Raf Simons and Rick Owens. She has always preferred quiet evolution of her signature style to jumping from theme to theme. Though this insistence on authenticity sometimes spawned accusations of stagnation, it has also gained Demeulemeester a hardcore following. As Nicole Phelps of Style.com rightly noted in one of her reviews, those who accused Demeulemeester of not changing weren’t looking closely enough.

Indeed, Demeulemeester’s body of work is proof that if you stick to your guns, even the fickle fashion world will listen. Like any true creator, Demeulemeester wanted to say something with her work and she has said it. One can hardly ask for more from life. Thank you, Ann Demeulemeester for the beauty you have brought into this world.

Eugene Rabkin is the editor of StyleZeitgeist magazine and the founder of stylezeitgeist.com. His first interview with Ann Demeulemeester appeared in Another Magazine.

Let’s start the weekend with our favorite electrofunksters Chromeo and their September appearance for The Boiler Room NYC.

Caitlin Doughty, our favorite mortician, weighs in on Viking funerals. You might like boats, and you might like fire, and you might want your corpse to set sail in a boat that's on fire, but apparently, if you do so, you will be breaking a bunch of laws.

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Life in Ikea is impossible. Truer words.

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A Bad Lip Reading of Game of Thrones

On a tous vécu ça…

Ce moment où, dans une fête, on aperçoit quelqu’un, on se penche pour lui faire une bise polie et on passe juste à côté de l’incident diplomatique (dérapage maladroit). Oui, je sais. Carrément gênant. On se demande si on n’aurait pas dû se pencher de l’autre côté au moment où on se retrouve nez à nez avec son menton.

Mais heureusement, la solution à ces délicats problèmes est arrivée grâce à la vidéo d’Eva Michon. Narrée par Jason Schwartzman (et tournée chez TenOverSix à LA, vous vous souvenez du post de Garance à ce sujet?) elle nous donne toutes les règles de savoir-vivre à adopter en société. Poignées de main agressives, haleine fraîche, langage corporel… tout y est. Juste à temps pour la période des fêtes qui s’annonce…

- Tamar

Photo by Summer Owens

When I was a little girl, I used to sprint down the stairs to get past the giant imaginary boa constrictor before he swung down and tried to eat me; I loathe walking down a hotel hallway alone because I half expect to see the twin Grady girls from The Shining appear; and every time I watch the movie Jurassic Park I end up mentally reconfiguring what I’d do in the case of a velociraptor attack. Fear is a natural response to legitimate danger, but when you’re scared of things that couldn’t possibly hurt you or things that don’t actually even exist — well, then you’re getting into phobia territory.

It’s silly for me to be afraid of dinosaurs, and the best way to get over a fear is to confront it — so think of your own irrational dreads and let’s face them…in Etsy form.

[Dinosaurs: Silk scarf by Rawaan Alkhatib; Dogs: Cup with saucer by Eleonor Bostrom; Growing old: Lady with plants print by Joana Rosa Braganca; Meat: Glazed ham print by Matte Stephens; Outer space: Pouch by Oliva Frankenstein; Shellfish: Cushion by Minty Baxter;  Birds: Vintage Kristian Vedel birds at PROJECTOBJECT; Bogeyman: Monster clutch bag by Joanna Pybus; Dirt: Merit badge by Be Proud]

While my ridiculous terror has kept me from ever actually seeing that dinosaur ride at Disney World (I rode it two times with my eyes scrunched up tight), I’m not so unbearably scared that I’d be able to resist a silken dino scarf.

[Hands: Vintage bronze hands at EyeforModern; Alcohol: Beers print set by Two Arms; Fire: Campfire brooch by Finest Imaginary; Numbers: Vintage trays at Luckluster Co.; Eyes: Earrings by Jennifer Loiselle; Sharks: Soft sculpture by Adatine; Crossing bridges: Print by Amyisla Illustration;  Clouds: Shot glass by Villarreal Ceramics; Bees: Brooch at Mighty Vintage]

Many people dread going to algebra class, but I think that Hurley from Lost is one of only a few people with a valid reason for arithmophobia.

[Phones: Vintage sign from Anna Lou Vintage; Ghosts: Brooch by Ginette Lapalme; Worms: Vintage gag at The Lovely & The Strange; Fish: Vintage planter at Luola; Horses: Cushion cover by Ellen Giggenbach; Sun: Mug at Dipper Vintage; Heart: Mug by Jilly Bird; Darkness: Print by Danna Ray; Lightning: Tee by Swearhouse]

Yes, I’m frightened by a bunch of silly things, but I’m glad that my fear of thunder and lightning faded away with childhood. Now I truly enjoy listening to a summer storm rumble away outside.

[Clowns: Toy by The Antique Junky Monkey;  The dead: Ring by Datter Industries; Snakes: Print by Nora Aoyagi; Witches: Vintage book from Moonkitten's Timeline; Cats: Bag by La Lisette; Mirrors: Mirror by CHIAOZZA; Blood: Print by Jing Wei; Childbirth: Card by Anke Weckmann; Mice: Vintage planter from Bit of Butter]

Serves 4
Total time: 30 minutes
Active time: 20 minutes

Photo by Vanessa Rees

This is a beautiful bright orange mac, flavored with pepperoni type pizza seasonings; fennel, thyme, and oregano. I used to call it Pizza Mac & Cheese, actually! I’ve written a lot about vegan Mac & Cheese in the past, so I’ll skip all the broohaha, and just tell you to check out the latest Make It Vegan video and then get your mac on! For roasted brussel sprout directions, use this recipe.

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Recipe Notes
~I always have a jar of roasted red peppers on hand, but making your own doesn’t take much time or effort. If you’ve got the oven on to cook something else, anywhere between 350° and 425°F, simply sneak in a pepper or three on a small baking pan. Roast whole for 20 to 30 minutes, or until the pepper appears collapsed, then transfer to a paper bag immediately and close the bag up securely. This will steam it, so that when cool the skin comes off easily. Once you get the skin off, open the pepper up (if it hasn’t already broken open) and discard the seeds. Voilà!

~If you don’t have any pizza seasoning laying around, simply use these spices: 1/4 teaspoon fennel seed or ground fennel, 1/4 teaspoon oregano, 1/2 teaspoon thyme, 1/2 teaspoon granulated garlic)

~You can make this a baked mac, if you prefer! Transfer the whole shebang to an 8x8 casserole and bake at 350 F for 20 minutes.

~If you forgot to soak the cashews, have no fear. You can boil them for the same creamy effect, and still have this on the table in 30 minutes. Just submerge in boiling water for 15 minutes, drain, and proceed.

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Ingredients
1/2 lb macaroni or other small pasta

3/4 cups unroasted cashews, soaked in water for 2 hours
2 teaspoons olive oil
1 small yellow onion, diced medium
2 cloves garlic, minced
2 cups vegetable broth
1 1/2 tablespoons organic cornstarch
1 tablespoons nutritional yeast (optional)
1 roasted red peppers (jarred or homemade)
1 tablespoons tomato paste
1 1/2 teaspoons pizza seasoning (see note)
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon ground mustard
1/2 teaspoon turmeric

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Preheat a 2 quart sauce pot over medium heat. Saute onions in oil with a pinch of salt for 5 to 7 minutes, until onions are translucent. Add garlic and saute for 30 seconds or so, then transfer to a blender or food processor.

Boil a large pot of salted water for cooking the pasta. Once boiling, cook pasta according to package directions.

Drain the cashews and add them to the blender along with the vegetable broth, corn starch, nutritional yeast, red peppers, tomato paste, pizza seasoning, salt, mustard and turmeric. Blend until very smooth. Scrape down the sides every 30 seconds or so and test for smoothness.

Transfer the sauce in the blender back to the sauce pot where you cooked the onions. Turn the heat up to medium and let cook, stirring very often, until thickened. This should take between 10 and 15 minutes. Taste for salt. It should taste slightly salty because you're going to be pouring it on the pasta.

The pasta should be done while the sauce is thickening, so drain and place pasta back in the pot you cooked it in. Set aside.

When sauce is thickened, add it to the pasta in the pot, and use a large slotted spoon to mix well, taking care not to break the pasta. Serve!

OH MY GOD, SWEDEN. Staaaaaaahhp!!! Fresh on the heels of codifying their new gender-neutral pronoun, those plucky Swedes are getting even more proactive in their attempts to turn mommies into people. Unafraid to incorporate feminist thought (i.e. basic fucking equality) into official policy—can you imagine!?—some Swedish movie theaters are introducing a new rating system based on feminist theory's beloved Bechdel Test. Consumers will now be able to select what entertainment they consume based on how successfully it treats women like human beings.

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Morgan Delt’s self-titled debut album is out January 28th on Trouble In MInd Records

On ne l’appelle pas Queen B pour rien.

Voici enfin une véritable ode à son évolution, de sa période Destiny’s Child jusqu’à Countdown !

Nous, on n’est pas ultra-douées en chant, mais au Studio, on adorerait fabriquer notre propre clip de Beyonce.
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