Showing posts with label Deco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deco. Show all posts

October 10, 2008

Recuenco Blows My Mind A Bajillion Time Over

I've been using "bajillion" often lately as an adjective....interesting.

So I've gone on and on before about Eugenio Recuenco's photography, and I have his online portfolio in that long list of links to the right there, but I never took the time to explore his website past the photography. And I'm so, so happy I finally did because I never realised there was a video section.
Nor did I know he directed the commercial for "Infallable Lip Colour by L'Oreal" - who knew?

I really love this Nina Ricci one.


For Loewe. There's another, shorter version as well. Called Quisaz Quisaz Quisaz, but I think this ones tells their "story" better.


All are very good, all retain that "off" quality in his photography, most verge on the more sexual/sensual side of things.

I found it while looking for another short film I saw online once, years ago. Don't you hate it when you remember something clearly but can't remember it's name (thereby not being able to actually find it to share it with others)?
Here is his Dailymotion profile. So you can watch other videos. Or go to his website and to the "films" section.

To finish off:

September 23, 2008

Isadora & Guillaume

Yo I'm back.  With full-force and semi-okay humour.  
On the first day that I was allowed out of my bed, it was actually kind of nice outside so I went to 69 Vintage's By The Pound store that is conveniently (and dangerously) close to my house, and managed to find a lovely (but too long) 20's-y inspired dress.  Sort of Virginia Woolf-y and Isadora Duncan-esque and Me-ish, and so-effing-comfortable-y.  I had it hemmed by the lovely lady who worked there (over a rousing conversation about stupid ways people have died) and now can either be worn as a) a very short wooly dress or b) a very long wooly sweater.

Or c) with a skirt.


Not gonna lie, I'm loving the 20s thing.  The part of my brain that governs influence has a weird preoccupation with lines, and it's totally having a field day.  Especially with the pleating (is it still pleating if it's on a scarf) on the attached scarf there.