As God is mah witness, I will never wear curtains again!
I promise, I’m definitely going to draw a more legit Bob Mackie cartoon, but thinking about what represents the ultimate Mackie design led me straight past sparkly dresses and Cher-wear … Continue reading
Because costumes for the playground are just what we do.
Not entirely coincidentally, I just finished a Susan Vreeland book about Renoir and his models during the time that he was painting ‘Le Dejeuner des Canotiers’, but now I want … Continue reading
Congratulations, Siky Butch & the Wife!
This is a very specific cartoon for two very awesome ladies who got married Saturday, so apologies if it doesn’t mean much to anybody else. Cute, though, yeah?
Rococo dresses are like potato chips. You can’t have just one.
Also, they’re ruffly. And possibly salty, based on the difficulty of cleaning. Forget I said that last bit, it’s gross. True, but gross. Because swinging is super fun, but … Continue reading
Which was the term in his day, so stop giving me side-eye.
Aaaand here‘s a nice page on Poiret, one of the earlier designers to just plain ignore what humans are shaped like in favour of whatever oddly flanged column he felt … Continue reading
True, loyal, unafraid of toil? Check.
Because he cleans his truck thoroughly and often, because he (or his human avatar) will invent bacon wrapped churros with salted caramel dipping sauce when he says he will, and … Continue reading