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Thanks to Dangerous Minds , we have this clip entitled " PARIS FASHIONS OF 1926: DREAMY HAND-TINTED FILM FOOTAGE." It's a charming look back at modeling and fashion from back in the roaring (okay, snoozing) '20s.  However, after viewing what sprang immediately to my mind was: Hand-tinted celluloid still succeeds in capturing a timeless, otherworldly charm for black and white film. It must've been a lot easier to book work when casting requirements read: "Seeking models.  Any models.  Looking for girls bigger than a bread box;  Smaller than a horse.  Thick ankles a plus.  Slouching encouraged.   Try not to smell .  Just show up." Clearly, just oneVictoria Secret Wonder Bra could have helped sales, enormously.

To everything there is an equal and opposite reaction. Sometimes this completely messes you up. Sometimes it makes art. Sometimes it does both, but rarely at the same time.

Model Juliet Larsen backstage with designer, Yigal Azrouel. Beautiful model and actress, Juliet Larsen, walks the runway wearing eye-catching design from Azrouel's Spring 2012 collection. Above Juliet Larsen*, stands alongside top designer Yigal Azrouel at the 2nd Annual Autumn Party fashion show featuring his spring 2012 line.   The star-studded affair, a benefit for the Children’s Institute, was also Azrouel’s Los Angeles debut.  Fans and celebrities alike attended his London Hotel show, including Rumer Willis, Nicole Richie, Estella Warren,   Lauren Conrad , Rumer Willis, Jennifer Tilly, Lydia Hearst, Amanda Righetti and Amy Smart. * Why, yes, she  is  my daughter.  How could you tell?

If you've been following my blog over time you will see that I've hit something of a wall with my divergent blog themes:  No doubt I am in full-on blogging identity crisis. I promise you there's a good reason this which I will certainly explain in the future. Until then, let me state that my entire blogging narrative, it's entire trajectory until now has simply been to write about what I find interesting, or important at that particular moment in time.  Well, lately my world has been suddenly flipped back into a world I'd thought I'd left behind a long time ago:  The world of fashion. Also, in tribute to all things Gorey I am headed up to Los Angeles today to catch the VERY LAST weeked of the Tim Burton exhibit at LACMA .  (YES, IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT YET -- THIS IS IT!) And so given that my world lately has been all about style and fashion and that I always have loved Edward Gorey reblogging this great post seemed like a great choice. Enjoy...

Freelance artist  Justin Majeczky  shot this  beautiful time-lapse of the milky way  as seen in the night sky over Lake Tahoe.

Usually, I do this the other way around. I complain another annoying tv commercial has ruined my favorite song, however this time Honda smoked my sense of musical superiority with Heypenny's "Parade. "

You thought this was Steve, right?  "Steve Burns" from Blue's Clues? Ha.  Well, it's not.  It never was.  Meet the real Steve. Steve is all grown up.  I mean,   all grown up and, boy, is he deep. Check out The Moth presents Steve Burns: Fameishness   which oddly depresses me although  I can't quite figure out why, yet. Is it... A.)  Because he's not really talking to the that kid (Me?  My kids?) inside the camera anymore? B.)  Because he really is that bald? C.)  Because he let animators pressure him into allowing Snookie do a lap dance on the Big Red Chair? D.)  He makes fun of the mail dance?  (Do NOT dis the "Mail's Here" dance.) E.)   The real Steve is gloomier than  Holden Caulfield  in Catcher in the Rye? F.)   All of the above. Yeah.  It's "F."  Duh. Isn't it bad enough our own kids have to grow up?  or do we also have to wit...