Pigalle SS 2011 Collection

PIGALLE MEN'S COLLECTION SHOW SS11 from Roucreation on Vimeo.

There are a few things I love about this show, the first being that the collection itself is fantastic. Other than the actual collection being great I love most aspects of how everything is presented in the show, specifically the music, the "runway". Both the music and the "runway" remind me of pictures I have seen, of Paris in the 1940's and 1950's, minus the Nazi paraphernalia of course. I think i like this even more after having seen "Les Vacances de M. Hulot" because, even though the film was set in a beach side area, the Pigalle show seems to portray the same time period, a time period which seems a bit more awesome than the present, stylistically speaking though, the 40's and '50s sucked quite a bit for black people.

-JollyOldDro

Tom Ford Fall 2010 Eyewear Collection

"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more..."

"Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore..."

"And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain

Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;

So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating

`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -

Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -

This it is, and nothing more,.."

"Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;

But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,

And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,

That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -

Darkness there, and nothing more..."

Excerpts from "The Raven" by Edgar Allan Poe 

(because thats what these pictures made me think of)

-JollyOldDro