/fa/ - Fashion

>>6757691
i would pay a lot if i could see this in your imagination

bottles of champagne and oloroso sherry gently rattle in my drkshdw pack, i'm pushing home on a weathered longboard with polished bronze trucks. i dressed simply, in half zipped ramones, pod shorts, a viscose tank, but even from the top of the board my cashmere wrap skirts along the ground, picking up dust and fraying. i'll notice when i get home. i won't care.

dick OHPing ur naked body with a deadpan expression over his shoulders for eternity with this playing on repeat in the background

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzSYpyazwEo

i walk along a secluded beach, wearing nothing but mink fur socks in celine sandals, champagne bubbling in a cracked crystal glass in hand

>>6757730
not bad

outside of a crowded art show, smoking the last cigarette of the pack. occasionally sipping on a coffee which is slightly too bitter.
Your head is pretty hazy after a night of cocaine and drinking with a mix of some close friends and strangers you met the same night.
your phone is lost. probably in your other jeans.

you glance at a girl nearby who is wearing a pair of tights and an oversized Ann D coat. you approach her and ask for the time. when she looks at you, she gets a strange look of familiarity. she asks if you've met before, but you can't remember.

perhaps you've met her on a coke-fuelled party.
maybe you went to school with her.
she could be a friend of a friend.
is she important?
perhaps she's nothing but a stranger
perhaps...

i smoke cuban cigars

i am wearing nothing but gucci loafers and velvet custom made to fit my body in hilarious ways

i watch the sun set as i fuck yo bitch
#tybg

>>6757707
it would be like this, but brutalist and modernist
btw, the brancusi sculptures would be upholestered in mink throws

>>6757783
p bad

>>6757783
>a pair of tights and an oversized Ann D coat
>a pair of tights
Sounds basic.

>>6757831
>>6757815
sorry, i'm kinda drunk and can't think of anything better.

>>6757759

I have loads tbh but they're too intricate and im p drunk

>>6757841
>>6757852
>all these drunk ppl
i wanna go get some wine but it's 36c and the store is like a mile away :<
it wont cool down to 27 until like 8
:<:<:<<:<:<:<:<<:<:<:<:<:<:<:<:<:<

>>6757858
nobody goes on /fa/ sober, do they?

>>6757858
wuld u fug a qt boi in rik with those? pls respond

Candlelight dinner, fish & chips with the vinegar, with a glass of cold stout old wine or something similar

>>6757858

it was like 20c here today and i was :dicksweat: while wearing a silk tee and shell jacket smh

>>6757858
Why are you using Celsius you're an americlap

>>6757868
i wore a leather haltertop, with leather shorts just skimming the top of my leather boots. he approaches from behind and unclips the halter. pushing the top forward, one arm wraps about my chest, the other follows the center of my stomach downwards. reaching under the apron, he unfastens the shorts, and inside he finds mink fur panties. the scene fades to black. return next morning, both figures in repose on a solid marble bed furnished with sable sheets. an ermine blanket is draped over us.

>>6757691
>walk across a road made of freshly dead ktt and reddit posters, wastefully pouring premium gasoline as I walk in nothing but a bison longcoat, bulletproof underwear and guidi backzips, my ar strung lazily over my back.

>I meet up with a few members of my squad, all draped in black leather commando gear and gasmasks and we hop into the chopper. Light from a burning building and the path from which I walked can be can seen through the spinning blades of the chopper off in the distance. the camera focuses in as one particular member of my crew takes off his gasmask, it turns out to be turnleft.

>suddenly the remaining members, revealed to be twerk and /fa/scist push him out the side and he falls to a painful impalement death. I whisper hashtag sruli reckt into the wind, casting a pearl rosary off onto his mangled body and ride off into the night to go merc christian at his faggy french forum. fade to gold.

>>6757893
Système international is more effay

>>6757895
>tfw 30c and windy, so hair gets blown out of shape and your ass gets sweaty

>>6757920
soundtrack is strauss btw

>>6757958
>contd

>i sashay into the rick store naked and the staff gasp at how perfect my body is, and shower me with free merchandise as i shimmy through the racks of clothing

>i leave the store and do the same everywhere else, gaining layers of expensive goof shit like in katamari

>im now an enormous sphere of calf leather, cashmere and viscose blend

>i roll past tinfoil and push a hand through my cocoon to high five him

>a single tear rolls down his cheek and he returns to /fa/

>>6758052
>push a hand through my cocoon to high five him

11/10

>>6757958
>>6758052

>>6757958
>>6758052
/thread

none of u coward niggas can beat this

>>6757720
>rick using pink
my privates!

>>6758099
"my privates!" someone shouts. i don't break my outward composure, but i'm baffled. a compliment? i look around and find a filthy plebeian rushing up to me, muttering in what must pass for english in their village about "rick" and "pink". how quaint. i shrug my wrap off my shoulders and discard it there in the street. i will choose a more difficult color when i arrive at rick owens' boutique.

>>6758099

There's always color in the collections, regardless of what's shown on the runway. Lilies went through a really rich, coral-y phase recently.

>>6758052
>contd

>with tin restored and in a final effort to restore /fa/ to its glory I hold my hands up into the air, all the rare materials compile into a gigantic spirit ball. a pair of rick dropcrotches fuse to my dna and my buffalo longcoat blows in the wind as sandwiches and passports begin to stream out of my pockets covering the world. I finally release the spirit bomb and at once all the uggs and other bad fashion trends as well as all the bad tripfags of past present and future are eradicated and the sandwiches and passports begin to transmute into the nxtlvl. Lord tricky dick mcovens walks forward to me, giving me his blessing and lord yohji too springs forth from the heavens to hand me a custom engraved samurai sword from his fw ??? collection.

I slowly wedge the cold steel through my body and fall to the ground. the world erupts with light as I travel into the ethered world, then revealing a small baby with a perfect hitler youth, a reborn knoch, to recreate the holy dominion and preside over the nxtlvl for eternity.

>>6758122
lol thats good

>"look at that fat fuck wasting that car"
I say and we run up to the just-started car, I knock on the 1999 vector and rest my hand on the window, the ring on my finger makes a scraping sound against the glass as I motion for him to roll it down
He rolls it down, looking me over while smirking
I smile at my friend "fucking faggot"
"Hey friend, nice car"
"Than-"
I start to rub my left hand my his chest to his crotch and he smiles, I squeeze and twist hard "That's a fucking small dick"
I let go of his crotch and punch him hard with my right hand, taking the key out and unlocking the door before backing away and dangling his keys
"Look what I got"

"You son of a bitch" he says with his hands on his bleeding nose "I'm calling the police" and he begins to fumble for his phone
I smile again to my friend and take my time walking the few paces back to the door, opening it, and repeatedly landing right after right after right on the side of his face. He's dazed
I unbuckle him and with both hands, drag him out of the car and pull a chrome 1911 from out of the back if my black leather dropcrotch ballmains. I step on his upper left chest with my right black boot, put the gun to his forehead and my other hand behind the gun
>BANG
In spite of my hand, some blood catches my right cheek
I wipe my bloody hand on on my pants, then slick back my stalin youth hair and take a nice breath in
I know it sounds crazy but I could almost feel myself getting stronger. Like I took his energy or something

"Check that ring" my friend says, and I notice an exceptionally large wedding ring

I take it off and frown as it doesn't fit on my index finger, and instead put it as on as a second thumb ring for my left hand
I unbutton my black quilted burberry blazer and hop in the car

I'd been laid up in her dorm for days, the two of us were naked the entire time but sex never entered the equation. She had a solid silver tray, inlaid with filigrees and paisleys of exquisite detail. I took careful note of its brilliant craftsmanship every time I leaned over down to inhale another match head of Baltimore's finest.
We kept the shades drawn and a few soft lights on, but I could tell time by the angle of a shadow crawling across her desk. She had one of those CD players that lets you load up 50-100 disks like an analog iTunes. Every single album was dark, lush ambient electronic, save for a singular copy of "Go Sailor" that she insisted we play from start to finish.
Her eyes were perpetually red and raw from unexplained bouts of weeping that seemed to have nothing to do with anything. She would just cry for a while, and I would hold her and not say a word until she had finished. My thoughts would wander as I held her - I would nod off, or simply marvel at the thread count of her sheets. By the end of the second day my own inner voice began telling me that she'd been recently raped.
When she was at her highest, she would talk about her horses. She had horses stabled nearby, A black Arabian and a more traditional European breed. With a solid decade of Parelli training under her belt, the animals were far more than a hobby.
At the end of several days I backed away from the entire scene with slow, careful steps and a few bags of junk for the road. I felt myself being pulled into a world I did not want to enter, so I never went back to her. I don't think she made it through the semester. I never heard from her again.

>>6758384
>naked
THIS ISNT FASHION

>>6758290

3edgy5me

>>6758384
damn i missed this
p good

>>6757858
Is that supposed to be hot?
I won't not walk (double negatives, who cares fuck you) unless it's closer to 110. (43.3C)

Texas, just waiting for an Arizonafag to report in telling me how easy I have it now.

>>6759042
id walk 2 my homie's or w/e but i checked and it's 2.4 miles one way so thats either a short and miserable cycle or a long a miserable walk
not worth it
will stay sober

>>6759070
There's always listerine & hand sanitizer!

>>6759070
Is that kind of weather unusual wherever you are right now? I can't imagine it being that bad to cycle through for 2.5mi

I mean, you get wind on your face, and if you dress light it should air you out enough that the heat shouldn't affect you, or at least take longer before it becomes unbearable

staying home to /fa/ is okay too I guess.

>>6759113
5 miles
5 miles to cycle
up hill
in moderate humidity
leave me alone
im bein drug free its the way to be

>>6759123
good enuff
post fit

Her eyes are piercing. We've been sitting here on the ledge of her apartment rooftop for too long and she's looking over at me with an entirely too intrigued gaze. A slight smirk mars her face showing she's pondering something precarious in that perfectly oval head of hers. I turn to look her in the eye but become fixed on the way her brown hair shimmers and blows in the night air, the lights of a city unconcerned with our presence dancing around us in a flickering of hues. She leans forward, placing a hand on my chest, her warmth migrating through the thin cotton fabric of my shirt that was so hastily put on. Her lips just barely graze my right ear as she whispers "I love you" with as much sincerity as you'll ever hear in the world.

>tfw I married her because of this moment

>>6759183
dawwww :)

walking into a hole in the wall café-dark wood booths, all the light is natural from the outside, steel tinted by cloudy skies-and meeting eyes with someone you have this inexplicable, ineffable connection with, only to have never seen them in the flesh before that moment. you don't know what to do beyond that besides suppress the urge to sit down across from them and tentatively touch on their hands and face in total silence, just to feel their skin
natch the two people here are dressed casually but thoughtfully. the smaller one preferably in monochrome body-hinting early 2000's jil sander. i've really been loving their older shows as of late

>living vicariously/pathetically through mind pictures alone on a friday night b/c stomach flu
>tfw alone

bump

i dont know how relevant this is but i had a dream about meeting sruli recht and discussing our similar hairlines last night
it was sort of weird but a really cool dream

woke up in a pool of my own sweat though, idk wtf, been sweating hard in sleep past week.

bumping for interest

Bump.

>>6761585
A couple nights ago I had a dream of rick owens giving me a perfect HY then slapping me and walking out

pretty /fa/ imo

Lounging in a run-down Parisian cafe patio. Me and a few friends lounge in cheap black wrought iron chairs around a small circular table. My feet are up on the table, displaying my vintage army boots purchased from a second-hand shop down the street. We smoke cigarettes and opium, drink coffee, eat all manners of gourmet biscuits, cheesecake, finger sandwiches, drink espresso. We watch as the only other customers, a drunk man and his worried wife cause a scene. The man is cursing, throwing glass ashtrays, slams slightly less money than his meal costs down on the bar and storms out, dragging his wife with him. She hurriedly apologizes as they leave but the bartender doesn't respond.

My rich girlfriend, her lesbian lover and I lay on a display bed in Ikea. We've hoarded all the decent pillows and blankets from the other beds and have assembled a luxurious pile that spills ten feet in all directions around us. We openly mock customers that walk by:
"Peasant!"
"Set fire to your clothes immediately."
"Yes, while you`re still in them!"
Most people give glare at us and continue walking, seemingly intimidated by our aura of superiority. Eventually one man snaps:
:You fucking faggots!! I`ll take a carrot peeler to your cocks!! Imperialist scum!!"
"Come get us then, plebeian!" the lesbian taunts.
The man scrambles up the mountain of fabric in a blind rage as we laugh as we kick sheets, pillows, couch cushions, etc. down on him. He becomes tangled in the fabric and can`t free himself. We run off and lay low in the ball pit for a while, menacing kids like we were sharks.

>>6766841
wow lol
reminds me of confederacy of dunces

Bump for moar
bonus points for truth

>>6758134
so beautiful

bump

>>6766864

banana confirmed for liking good books

I fart in a crowded elevator. People hesitantly look over to me.