

-Cody Ross (cody@priestessnyc.com)


-Cody Ross (cody@priestessnyc.com)
A while back I was put on to Caitlin’s photos by two stylists, Chris and Sabel. We worked on a project together using pieces from my first collection under Ripe Jewelry. Below are a few of the photos. Caitlin is really a dope photographer, and she has a diverse style of shooting.
These photos were shot at Schiller’s on the Lower East Side. On a side note, Schiller’s is one of those dope spots with good wine, good food, and a chill vibe. Order the Moules Frites, and the cheap white.
Passionate, imaginative and a wee-bit quirky, Amanda generates high-impact photos that leave an indelible impression. She gravitates toward off-beat and dark themes - from lusty shots of models in goth to brutal and gruff males somewhere between adolescence and adulthood. She’s particularly fond of exploring vanity and self-worship - something NYC’s fashion and art scenes have in abundance. Amanda’s recent work contains an intriguing quality of gaudiness and explores motifs such as masculinity/androgyny, gender roles and quasi-masochistic elements - and lots of amazing fashion!
A rising star amongst NYC’s competitive fashion-photo community, her resume is impressive: she shot the Shadows & Dust campaign and has collaborated with the likes of Calvin Klein, Red Bull and BMW. Amanda’s work is right at the interface of commercial and avant-garde and her nuanced vision has landed her coveted gigs shooting everything from Henrik Vibskov and Bernhard Wilhelm to Gareth Pugh and Jean-Pierre Braganza. She frequently collaborates with Seven NY and has produced and curated a series of successful exhibitions and installations around the world.
Amanda’s versatile, impromptu style oozes raw grit, while her genuine sincerity and intimate world-view keeps your eyes glued to her work. Check out her amazing photography at:
AMANDA DeSIMONE
-Cody Ross (cody@priestessnyc.com)
Laura Lombardi is one of my best friends. She is amazingly creative and inspiring woman. She has launched her line of jewelry. Her work is timeless, classic yet modern craftsman ship. Laura draws inspiration from her personal history, the “grit and glamour of NYC” and her Italian roots from Florence which she spent many summers growing up. Laura also creates art; she has always been strongly influenced by fine arts but yet still keeps her personal style within her artwork. The transition from art to jewelry was natural for her.
Laura strives to “create work that transcends specific styles and holds
appeal for a wide range of people”. Her design is refreshingly clean and simple. The bulk of her jewelry comes from vintage, antiqued materials which is quite special. “I want to create things that are timeless, that are verging on romantic but maintain a soft edge. The pieces are sometimes sweet, sentimental, and a little dark. They can be dressy, whilst remaining raw and pared down, which makes them really wearable.”
Check out her jewelry on http://www.lauratlombardi.com
Gram is a Stockholm based brand fashioned by designers Alexis Holm and Anna Stenvi in April 2005. I touched base with Alexis Holm for an interview. He gave us an inside scoop on Gram, Swedish Fashion, and important life lessons!
Hi Alexis, I’ve heard great things about you and have been watching your sneaker brand Gram for a minute. Tell us a little about yourself?
Well, my mothers side is full of artists and painters, and my dad’s an engineer. I’m basically a mix of both, but most importantly someone that can’t stand the 9 to 5 life sentence. Currently 30 odd years, bordering 31, attended a few apparel and design courses, did the shoe retail business for 3 years and worked as a sourcer/buyer for a Swedish fashion brand for 2,5. After that decided that it was time to do something a little different, and here I am.
Swedish style is quite unique from say, American or french fashion. I’m sure the cold weather definitely has a part to play in Swedish fashion. Would you say Gram sneakers is Swedish style? What is Swedish style?
You’re right about the weather. Swedish design is definitely a reflection of our climate. It’s generally a little more “serious” and functionalistic than the countries you compare it to. I’d say Sweden is well known for making good quality high-fashion at an affordable price.
What influences you as a designer?
I could say nothing, but that wouldn’t really make sense. I’m not the type of designer that makes tons of mood boards and tears apart old issues of Vogue looking for the next collection. Instead I just work along my own path of preference and do whatever I haven’t done yet, hoping that people will find it all new and exciting.
How would you describe your work?
5% design. The remaining 95% is business.
What do have in store for the future of Gram sneakers? Whats your ultimate goal?
Well it would be nice to make some money, but that’s only a goal as long as you dont have any. I think the ultimate for me is recognition for my design and the chance to travel, working with people and brands that I admire.
The future of gram will see more product lines, accessories and collabs. Hold on, it’s all in the pipe as we speak.
Outside of designing sneakers, what are your other hustles or hobbies?
Wow. Right now that’s my problem. There are too many shoes in my life and not enough of anything else. No comment for now, but get back to me in a year or so and we’ll see if the situation’s improved.
What is a MUST DO in Sweden?
Mid-Summer festival in the Swedish Archipelago, it’s the only thing I never miss.
What is your philosophy?
A paycheck from your employer is only compensation for lost time.
Lastly, what is the most vital lesson you’ve learned?
Don’t be too proud to ask for help
Blond Spawns

Anyway, Barbie is hot and occupies a unique place in our imagination no matter what. Happy birthday, doll!
-Cody Ross (cody@priestessnyc.com)
Although I often like to tell myself, “yes, I would totally wear that, given the opportunity,” either the occasion for would-be daring never materializes, or, more often than not, I chicken out. For this reason, I live vicariously through women like Róisín Murphy, electro pop chanteuse extraordinaire and ubiquitous stylephile. Rumors of a third solo album have surfaced, but until then, we still have the sublime “Overpowered” to keep dancing to and Murphy’s sartorial exploits to track.
Last month during New York Fashion Week the singer performed at Kai Kühne’s afterparty, suffered Nicole Richie and Kanye at Diesel Black Gold and Preen, respectively, and posed with boy wonder Alexander Wang postshow. Donning mainly presentation-specific designer pieces, Murphy looked chic, if not quite as remarkable as we’ve come to expect.
Indulging the life-as-editorial-spread aesthetic, as she does, has always suited musicians more than actors; both professions are subject to the potential indignities of fashion police harping, but the former group tends to bear the brunt of criticism, often rightfully so–we’re talking to you, Grammy attendees. Hollywood, especially, is a bastion of conservatism when it comes to risk-taking.
Critics may decry a lack of imagination on the red carpet, but I also don’t think many of these ersatz arbiters of taste would even “get” Róisín Murphy. (I’m envisioning wind-tunneled Joan and Melissa Rivers wrinkling their shaved-down noses, trying desperately to frown and failing).
The designers she champions–Margiela, Pugh, Tisci, Westwood–are hardly “safe bets,” although in a recent interview Murphy basically described the Givenchy designer’s wares as a sure thing. All relative, I guess. When asked to talk about her look en route to Bryant Park, Murphy likened it to “sexy-punk.” But that was just one outfit of many that week, and the singer also happened to be wearing a fitted, plaid blazer and gray skinny jeans. Murphy, in fact, doesn’t have a look. Her style is often as campy as it is couture; high mixes with low; a penchant for futurism is just as soon tempered by a yen for retro.
It would be disingenuous to say that Murphy isn’t at least somewhat aware of her awesomeness. Many a UK pub (Harper’s Bazaar, The Independent, The Telegraph, etc.) have conceded how cool she is. Stateside, much of the big name media either doesn’t know Murphy, or simply dismisses her as one of those sartorial eccentrics from across the Pond. I’ll cop to loving the fact that she’s still relatively obscure, particularly outside of New York and L.A. After all, seeing your idols go mainstream kinda sucks.
If you haven’t already listened to this track, you must do so. It is still the hottest song I’ve heard in a long, long time.
I also love this video. And this one.
+Sarah (sarahsfones@gmail.com)







Bad-Ass Shoe Designer from Paris, Raphael Young by Cody Ross
Looking like a character from the d’Artagnan era, dressed in dark tones with his wavy-slick black hair and leather-spiked boots, Raphael is one of those rare talents who seem to fall from the sky — although the reality of his story is decades of hard work and collaborations with venerable design houses from YSL and Manish Arora to the Korean powerhouse, Avista-Kaylee Tankus. Yet for all his practical knowledge of design and production, his philosophy is fundamentally that of a master artisan.
Raphael Young defies references or narrative, and fuses experimentation with materials and sculpture to the Nth-power. He is a visionary designer who is humble and grounded and whose shoes are, well, superb!
Check out the gallery at: www.raphaelyoung.com
For sales enquiries contact Paul at: paul@justwm.com
Jan Fabre loves blood
JAN FABRE is a radical playwright, artist, choreographer and director. Hailing from Antwerp, this 50 year old Belgian bad-boy and his work are all about subversive motifs and SHOCK-AND-AWE tactics. He loves blood, beetles and nude bodies and has a proclivity for drawing and painting with his own body-fluids (look out, Damien Hirst!).
Polemical and brazen, Fabre’s ‘performance art’ is a mixture of visceral dance and music replete with profanity and over-the-top theatrics. On more than one occasion spectators have been seen exiting the theater when the characters reveal bleeding genitalia and morbid sexual posturing while yelling piercing expletives. Some recoil at the sight of actors urinating into a bottle or masturbating with weapons. Others flee the spectacle of dancers defecating.
Broadly speaking, Fabre’s stuff represents a scathing critique of all things ‘politically correct.’ He targets many sacred cows and leaves many victims in his wake. He likes to point-out that human nature has a rapacious and irrational tendency prone to acts of twisted violence. In his A Medieval Fairy Tale, for instance, a platoon of armored knights stride alongside blood-dripping brides, satyrs and medieval alchemists. Symbolic figures are pierced with arrows and assailants repeatedly mutilate private-parts. When asked about the meaning, Fabre says:
“We are living in modernity. It’s even more cruel and irrational than in the Middle Ages. People are still torturing and terrorizing each other, in wars, for religion, etc. It’s not a very pleasant thought. Of course our body is still the same.”
It is 2007 and we’re in the Middle Ages
Mr. Fabre delights at stirring public outcry - and he’s brilliant at it. His well-known and critically-acclaimed works include Je Suis Sang (‘I Am Blood’) and Quando L’Uomo Principale e Una Donna (based on the provocative work of Yves Klein where a single performer transforms from male to female before your very eyes!). Like a Gwar concert, these works deliver a sprawling carnival of imagery and madness from gothic fetishism to aggressive fornication mixed with blood-and-guts. 
Fabre’s work is laced with risk and he has a few detractors, as you can imagine. At the 2005 Avignon Festival, where he was the guest of honor, his monologue The King of Plagiarism, was described as “sheer imposture, bloated by its own importance, and of unfathomable tedium” by Le Monde. There is also a rich anti-Fabre chorus on the web.
His interests seem to be at the intersection of fashion, violence, pop-culture, sexual-eroticism and post-modernism. A master of theatrical montage, parody and pastiche, he beguiles, provokes and enrages observers through his polemical exhibitionism. Spectators witness women giving birth to Coca-Cola bottles and a Christ figure getting lassoed into being a cover boy.
I love Jan Fabre‘s performing and visual arts. He is like an extremely vulgar Ayn Rand whose work delivers a swift, exacting blow to the ‘irrationality of our times.’ And he does it with vivid imagination and force that makes for stimulating viewing-pleasure!
Glistening Flesh!

He bashes consumerism (to be expected!) but more to the point he derides the growth of fascistic bellicosity. In particular, reacting to the alarming resurgence of neo-fascism in Europe and on its borders, Fabre uses Orgi of Tolerance to convey his contempt for authoritarian impulses that are once more bubbling to the surface.
Orgi of Tolerance is visually rich and leaves the viewer with powerful and disturbing imagery. My favorites were a Klanswoman impersonating Michael Jackson, the shopping-cart ballet and a protracted scene in a gentleman’s club for those seeking the thrill of hunting humans. There is no shortage of entertainment, to be sure, and Fabre‘s themes are timely, complex and ridiculous. 
However, the script (Fabre calls it a ‘poem’) tends to be less compelling but no less controversial (for example: “Fuck you, black apes, for bringing AIDS out of Africa.”); and perhaps Fabre confers too much autonomy to his dancers letting the choreography run a bit wild. However, the visual tableau is mesmerizing and who could argue with his parading of seductive girls glistening with olive-oil and chanting expletives at the audience. 
Jan Fabre is now the undisputed leader of theatrical avant-garde.
He’s also an amazing conceptual artist.
Seriously, Damien, watch-out!
Check out this link if you are interested: http://www.troubleyn.be/
-Cody Ross (cody@priestessnyc.com)