retro swimsuit
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The nun in the temple of Amida.
Emil Orlik, from Kokoro, by Lafcadio Hearn, Frankfurt am Main, 1905.
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Photo Diary | 10 Fashion Moments at London Fashion Week
Just when you thought London Fashion Week had reached it’s apogée, along came another stellar season of shows from London-based designers who are setting the pace for fashion around the world with their vibrant digital prints, cutting-edge development techniques, and kooky concoctions and accessories.
All the while, our favourite roving backstage photographer, Morgan O’Donovan, was documenting the backstage scene. We’ve selected the ten unforgettable fashion moments that defined London Fashion Week for Autumn/Winter 2012.
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A rug salesman keeps warm by his product, Owino Market, Kampala, Uganda
Photography by Rory Mizen
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Some of our favourite Etro looks at #mfw
When you fall in love, it’s all about what you have in common, and you can hardly imagine that there are differences, let alone that you will quarrel over them, or weep about them, or be torn apart by them—or if all goes well, struggle, learn, and bond more strongly because of, rather than despite, them. The Occupy movement had its glorious honeymoon when old and young, liberal and radical, comfortable and desperate, homeless and tenured all found that what they had in common was so compelling the differences hardly seemed to matter.
Until they did.
Revolutions are always like this: at first all men are brothers and anything is possible, and then, if you’re lucky, the romance of that heady moment ripens into a relationship, instead of a breakup, an abusive marriage, or a murder-suicide. Occupy had its golden age, when those who never before imagined living side-by-side with homeless people found themselves in adjoining tents in public squares.
All sorts of other equalizing forces were present, not least the police brutality that battered the privileged the way that inner-city kids are used to being battered all the time. Part of what we had in common was what we were against: the current economy and the principle of insatiable greed that made it run, as well as the emotional and economic privatization that accompanied it.
This is a system that damages people, and its devastation was on display as never before in the early months of Occupy and related phenomena like the “We are the 99%” website. When it was people facing foreclosure, or who’d lost their jobs, or were thrashing around under avalanches of college or medical debt, they weren’t hard to accept as us, and not them.
And then came the people who’d been damaged far more, the psychologically fragile, the marginal, and the homeless—some of them endlessly needy and with a huge capacity for disruption. People who had come to fight the power found themselves staying on to figure out available mental-health resources, while others who had wanted to experience a democratic society on a grand scale found themselves trying to solve sanitation problems.
And then there was the violence.
Keep reading Rebecca Solnit’s essay, “Mad, Passionate Love—and Violence” …
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