i’m basically using my late 20s as an excuse to wear clothes that weren’t permitted in my junior high school (STRAPS NOT 2 FINGERS WIDE! EXPOSED MIDRIFF!)
i feel pretty okay about this, plus, BONUS SECRET: this skirt is NEOPRENEi’m basically using my late 20s as an excuse to wear clothes that weren’t permitted in my junior high school (STRAPS NOT 2 FINGERS WIDE! EXPOSED MIDRIFF!)
i feel pretty okay about this, plus, BONUS SECRET: this skirt is NEOPRENEi’m basically using my late 20s as an excuse to wear clothes that weren’t permitted in my junior high school (STRAPS NOT 2 FINGERS WIDE! EXPOSED MIDRIFF!)
i feel pretty okay about this, plus, BONUS SECRET: this skirt is NEOPRENEi’m basically using my late 20s as an excuse to wear clothes that weren’t permitted in my junior high school (STRAPS NOT 2 FINGERS WIDE! EXPOSED MIDRIFF!)
i feel pretty okay about this, plus, BONUS SECRET: this skirt is NEOPRENE
GIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my godGIVENCHY BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN RTW FW 1998/99
look how damn blade runner / fifth element this whole collection is, my god
GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997GIVENCHY HAUTE COUTURE (BY ALEXANDER MCQUEEN) S/S 1997
jamie king by nan goldin for matsuda naked new york, 1996
paolo roversi, christian lacroix 1997 ad campaign SO GOODpaolo roversi, christian lacroix 1997 ad campaign SO GOODpaolo roversi, christian lacroix 1997 ad campaign SO GOOD
Betsey Johnson and the Trumps? Thank you Melissa for bringing this into my life.
this feels important
I’ve had an ongoing thing for those, like, 90’s Gaultier-esque allover print sheer mesh shirts — wait ‘til you see the ridiculous one I just got on eBay, like, an hour ago — and when I saw this awful thing in the window at Atlantis for $5 it was basically impossible to not buy it. Even weirder: it’s Laura Ashley???!  
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
Come on, you had to know this was coming. Between the lil’ white dresses, the slipdresses, the ongoing obsession with girly skirts paired with clunky shoes and ripped-up shirts or lacy stuff mixed with ripped denim and leather, the predilection for ratty thigh-highs, my new Life As An Obviously Bottle Blonde, and the sheer amount of eBay alerts I have up on things like “Betsey Johnson 90s vintage floral,” it’s pretty obvious I’ve been having (recently? or for, like, the past decade?) kind of a kinderwhore phase.
Add to that my re-kindled love affair with “volumizing mousse” and “teasing combs”…
and my new shameless Jeremy Scott knockoff shoes….
….it’s pretty clear what’s going on here.
We can say plenty of things about Courtney Love (let’s just start with that Grub Street interview and her, uh, performance on the mid-aughts Comedy Central roast of Pamela Anderson, if you’ve never witnessed the glory) but look, we’re gonna take two seconds here just to talk about the clothes, and the makeup, and the hair, and the shoes, and the attitude, and did we mention the hair? (Ok, ok, we’ll give Kat Bjelland some credit too, and maybe a little Debbie Harry before her.)  From the time I wore Converse with a foofy prom dress to my junior prom to above photoboothed evidence, that whole aesthetic has been undeniably informing my steeze for ages.  And while obviously the resurgence of ripped tights, black eyeliner, red lipstick, and crazy platinum hair (cough, TayMo, cough) isn’t due to Courtney, it’s hard to argue that she didn’t embody it better than anyone else — today’s Dean & DeLuca chicken pot pie whatever and all. I guess it’s time to go buy some plastic hair clips and a tiara?
We need to take a brief interlude to discuss/admire this — Devon Aoki by Paolo Roversi, for the first issue ever of Numero, 1999 — because IT IS BASICALLY PERFECT amirite, yes, okay, cool, glad we’re on the same page.We need to take a brief interlude to discuss/admire this — Devon Aoki by Paolo Roversi, for the first issue ever of Numero, 1999 — because IT IS BASICALLY PERFECT amirite, yes, okay, cool, glad we’re on the same page.We need to take a brief interlude to discuss/admire this — Devon Aoki by Paolo Roversi, for the first issue ever of Numero, 1999 — because IT IS BASICALLY PERFECT amirite, yes, okay, cool, glad we’re on the same page.We need to take a brief interlude to discuss/admire this — Devon Aoki by Paolo Roversi, for the first issue ever of Numero, 1999 — because IT IS BASICALLY PERFECT amirite, yes, okay, cool, glad we’re on the same page.We need to take a brief interlude to discuss/admire this — Devon Aoki by Paolo Roversi, for the first issue ever of Numero, 1999 — because IT IS BASICALLY PERFECT amirite, yes, okay, cool, glad we’re on the same page.We need to take a brief interlude to discuss/admire this — Devon Aoki by Paolo Roversi, for the first issue ever of Numero, 1999 — because IT IS BASICALLY PERFECT amirite, yes, okay, cool, glad we’re on the same page.
AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]AND TODAY IN 90’S EDITORIAL GOODNESS, we bring you more 90s-pop-feminism-influenced fashion-androgyny by which I mean “Stella Tennant and then some nakie models with messy hair,” plus the last time that neon opaque blue and yellow lipstick was a thing! 
Previously: Arena Homme eds by Stevens Meisel & Klein, the Self Service archives, and more Arena Homme from ‘96. It’s okay if you go ahead and print it all out and paper your walls with it, ‘cuz I was thinking about that too.
[Via the TFS vintage magazines thread, which I could obviously spend weeks browsing.]
NYFW organizational tip: one of these babies. 
big plans.
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