cape

Simon Peers and Nicholas Godley, a textile artist and a designer-entrepreneur respectively, have created a shimmering golden cape from spider silk, a fabric not woven in more than a century.

They stress that the spiders, big enough to cover the palm of a hand, were only "borrowed" from the forest, and returned there after a day. Peers says the spiders are "only mildly venomous", but Godley has an impressive scar on his neck. "They do have quite a strong bite," Peers admitted, "enough that you would feel like shaking them off quite quickly."

from here

fall

Chilly at last in the Lone Star State.

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bell tolling

MARGARET HOWELL WOMENS SS12 CATWALK SHOW from Margaret Howell on Vimeo.

Margaret Howell's clothes always make me think of the Spanish girl
that Ernest Hemingway's character loves in For Whom the Bell Tolls:
simple, calm, and emotionally hearty, but supple.
Resolutely outside of the pack. Hiding in plain sight.

draped

I'm loving the Robert Morris homage of this wrap by Primoeza.

(Found via Ermie's lovely tumblr.)

rain dress (lightning)

to wear in Arthur Dove's thunderstorm, because they love each other

(thanks, jos.)

channeling Georgia

Feeling small. Aching to do big things.
Hankering to flee and make things simple.
Like she did.

(via I'm Revolting's style icon Pinterest board,
which is mine too, without the work of doing it.)

scorched

ethereal charcoal puppets

Rejina Pyo A/W 2011
(found via the beautiful sink then swim)

stained (painted)

I love a dress that's part bag, part scarf, part paint-spill-AB EX-camo.

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printed matter

Henrik Vibskov, encouraging pattern daring

here

Vivienne Westwood on punk, art, truth and almost everything else

Still wrapping my mind around Viv's bit here.
There are some pearls, maybe jewels.
My favorite line, among some ponderous doozies:
"A status symbol is a book... a very easy book to read is Catcher in the Rye.
Walk around with that under your arm, kids.
I mean, that's status."

(Thanks for the tip, RP. )

color

My mother always tells me I wear too much black.

So when my better half found this little old lady of a dress shoved on a rack in

a vintage shop in town and made me buy it, I said: Alright, twist my arm.

Now all my other clothes are jealous.

if only

night

day

I have places to be this weekend and nothing to wear.

These get-ups could solve the perennial problem of female closet-dissatisfaction.

una

Do note that I am greatly restraining myself by only posting eight of una's offerings. Rahr doesn't even cut it.

Also of note, I used to have cover-alls that made me just as happy, though mine were covered in paint.

a.b.k.

The most beautiful leather bags (and sandals) I've ever seen.

Old World and forever new.

Alya B. Kazakevich

shrinkable

Sonia Delaunay, swimsuit, wool, 1928

rahr

here

utilities

A spring get-up for the unabashedly boring (me).

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(chastity) belt

Elsa Schiaparelli

F/W 1934

piled (mountain high)

layered, warm and silky?

oh, suno. you know: rahr.

via I'm Revolting

Givenchy haute couture

wearable origami. rahr, beautiful.

via iiiinspired