the elf pinched me

Good evening, ladies and germs! I completely fail at the instant, fast part of blogging, seeing as I have like..no show reviews up. And London has already started. Wah wah.

But! I just remembered I had these photos, and I wanted to share. Basically, back in like...October? FOREVER ago, it feels like. My pals and I went to the Art Institute's Fashion Archives because our pal Shane worked there or something and it was glorious. (To answer some questions in the comments...I didn't pay or buy a ticket or get invited, I was just with friends and one of them was Shane and we were able to go in because he worked there, I think. Simple pimple dimple.)
Some notes:
-Issues of Mademoiselle, Vogue, and Bazaar from the 1910's on (and a few 1800's ones, as well).
-VHS tapes of interviews with Issey Miyake, Jean Paul Gaultier, and more, and runway shows from the 80's and 90's.

-LOTS AND LOTS OF VINTAGE CLOTHESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
We weren't allowed to try them on but I would be too worried of them disintegrating the moment my mitts touched the right sleeve. Seeing and touching was quite enough. QUITE. enough.

A top by Margiela from when it was good WHAT WHO SAID THAT NOT ME. Silver coffee filter bra top!

A coat by Margiela from when it was good God, who keeps saying that! Ahem, anyway, HATS! Many hats, covering your arms. Especially helpful if you happen to have a lot of parasites, or are the human version of Cerberus. Or even the Cerberus version of Cerberus! In which case, whaddup! How are the kids! Please don't eat me!

I don't remember who this is by- Junya, I think? Anyway, it needs to be worn with the yellow/black satin seagull pumps from Miu Miu Spring, as well as the yellow/black optic Givenchy leggings, as well as a human that looks/smells/acts like me, and maybe is me. So, let's make this happen. What, you refuse? Then you can go home.

More Margiela. An inside-out vintage dress printed, so.good. If you click on the photo and then go to "All Sizes" on the Flickr page you can kind of see the vintage label.

Next we have what appears to be your average, run-of-the-mill, tiny straw hat.

But then! What's this? An ACCORDION? (Gremlin underneath not included.)

Comme des Garcons, duh.

If you have reached this far in this post because you have not yet had a hernia, congratulations! Have a Prada AW 1993 gown. Not really. It's mine. Well, not really again. It's the Archives'. But we pretend it's mine, don't we? When we play Make Believe? What, you refuse? Then you can go home. Again.

I'm pretty sure this vest is A.F. Vandevorst. Vest, or...HORSE SADDLE? This makes me think of some type of hybrid between the Richard Prince and Allen Jones sections of the new issue of Pop.


Comme des Garcons...90's, I would guess? EDIT: I have just been informed by my team of super spy baby assistants, and maybe a very nice commenter, that it's actually Bernhard Willhelm SS02. Oops! Carry on.
So pretty. Like a marshmallow. Except now I just remembered how you roast marshmallows over a fire and then eat them, and then I thought about if someone set this on fire, AND THEN ATE IT, and now my blood pressure is rising, so deep breaths.

90's Undercover t-shirt as a scarf.

More 90's Undercover, so epic. I mean, this is totally something that some creepy old lady who lives at the end of your street would make and then leave for you in a tree knot because she would actually be Anthony Perkins and think she was Norman Bates and then think she was Mrs. Bates and then think she was Boo Radley, y'know?

Alexander McQueen. Even more amazing in real life.

In.SANE. Issey Miyake Converse pants. I would like to wear these with one of the tennis shoe dresses from Herve Leger AW10. Or with a t-shirt and baseball cap and play baseball with the kids in The Sandlot like it was no big thang.

Actually they would look kind of cool with this Junya dress.

Ugh, this is SO PERFECT. Cause you know how sometimes you really love a vintage dress but you wish it was just a little more interesting and less "HI, I AM A VINTAGE DRESS"? Well, this is like that and better. I bet it looks amazing on a person.

Oh, Comme des Garcons. The tricks you pull.

A paper doll dress. I mean...so crazy good. Proof that not every idea has been thought of.

This is adorable. Franco Moschino used to make for his very special muses and lady friends these make-your-own-dress kits, complete with instructions.

Shoes from the late 1800's, also so tiny. When did people get such huge feet? And McDonald's size scales? And televisions?

Vivienne Westwood Rockinghorses. I mean...you guyyyyyysssss.

One of the most beautiful dresses I've ever seen in person but I can't remember who it's by. Like an onion layer/shipwreck/sad wedding dress.

A vintage Chanel jacket, can't remember the era. Can we get a close-up on those buttons?

Lions! Like those little statues outside that one museum I should be able to identify but can't because I would rather spend my time petting this jacket.

More shoes.

More more shoes.

This is the back of this coat.

This is the front.
It's CdG. Are you really surprised?

I can't remember who this is by! Which is sort of a good thing, because if I ever got one I would pop the whole thing.

The ultimate swagger coat. Now, I don't use that word very often-swagger. Sounds like something you kids probably run around screaming to the tunes of that rhythm and blues of yours. BUT, just imagine how you would look walking down the street in this? Oh, Yohji. The things you do.

More more more.

And some pictures I took of the TV when we watched a recording of a Comme des Garcons show. Mid-nineties...maybe Spring '95? I always go between this one and Lumps and Bumps for my number one favorite collection from Comme.