Happy tuesday!

The Adorable Kate Mara (styled by Johnny Wujek)...
AWWwwwwwww

Happy tuesday!

Miss Dior By Sofia Coppola

Model Maryna Linchuk, "Moi Je Joue" by Brigitte Bardot, a bunch of macarons, un soupçon de "nouvelle vague" and... Paris!
Charmant!

Mick

I always said, if I had to fuck a guy, I mean if my life depended on it, I'd fuck Mick Jagger.

While we've all seen the original short version a couple of months ago, very few people are actually aware of director Nima Nourizadeh's full length Adi*as original cut.
It's so cool! You'll want to watch it a couple of times and pull some slow-motion's breakdancing moves...
Just like when you were a kid and your parents were having a dinner party, you were showing the guests your moves and they loved it!
Do it again, nothing can stop you now!
Well I just did anyways and I can't stop it I'm having a blast it's bananas!
WEEeeeee

"We must get beyond passions, like a great work of art. In such miraculous harmony.
We should love each other outside of time... detached."

Federico Fellini

Happy tuesday! (Drink Milk responsibly)

Josie for Terry Richardson.

The Birth Of Cool

In 1960, Jean-Luc Goddard introduced Jean-Paul Belmondo to audiences worldwide in "À bout de souffle".
Written by François Truffaut, the cinematic masterpiece follows Michel, a Bogart-and-Jazz loving petty thief who shoots dead a policeman after being pulled over on the side of the road.
On the run in Paris, Michel steals money from an old girlfriend, mugs a stranger in a restroom and finally looks up Patricia (the exquisite Jean Seberg), an american journalist he's drawn to who hawks the New-York Herald Tribune on the Champs-Elysees (which leads to the most brilliant, stylish and cinematic scene).

While Goddard stylized jumpcuts and led the way to the iconoclastic French New Wave, Belmondo embodied the spirit of it with his cocky attitude and bruising good looks.
He was imperturbable, irreverent and utterly modern.
Soon after, London started swinging, The Beatles wore their classic, fashionable (and still up-to-date) swanky suits and a whole fashion-obsessed subculture was born, watching French and Italian films in search of the hedonistic cult of the hyper-cool.

Artists

Photography stolen from Albane Navizet's "Artistes" series.
Magic!
http://www.albanenavizet.com/

Cocksucker Blues

"Cocksucker Blues" is Robert Frank's never released documentary chronicling The Rolling Stones North American tour in 1972 in support of their album Exile on Main Street.
The film was shot cinéma vérité, with several cameras with plenty of film left lying around for anyone in the entourage to pick up and start shooting which allows the audience to witness backstage parties, drug use (Mick is seen snorting cocaine backstage, Keith's shooting up heroin) roadie antics... etc

"Cocksucker Blues" is also the title of a song Mick Jagger wrote to be the Stones final single for Decca Records, as per their contract. Its context and language was chosen specifically to anger Decca executives and guaranteed to be refused.
Rock'n Roll

NEWS

Hey everyone,
Sorry this is my first post in a few days... I have been SO busy with work lately (which is kind of super I guess) but I want you all to know how SO very appreciative I am for all the support! Heehee.
All is great here, people are very nice to me, I eat well, sleep well and besides the occasional cocaine induced diarrhea that I bounce with a couple of opiates, everything is like really Tip-Top!
I promess to be more present from now on, post cool pix of fun things I like and music stuff...
Xoxo

Happy tuesday!

Photography by Helmut Newton.