INDIGO GIRL

 This story starts, as our favourite tales do, on a blue note.

More Indigo meditation, 

(Read about the first Blue period HERE.) 

and a jacket in the works. 

So we pull out the blue thing and start dreaming up combinations:

 And then we find a remnant of a very old flag gypsy gave us.

(this is Gypsy, in case you wanted a visual of our secret fabric source:)

And this is the part of the very old flag:

 We opt for a little red trim:

And begin quilting, row after row of neat navy stitches:

 

 Things start to come together.

(The best things happen when we wear our Mexican Rosary beads)

And thats the story of our newest INDIGO girl.

We'd say more, but we're kind of too busy admiring how pretty she is.

Want to Blue yourself too? Go HERE.

And may we suggest, some reading material? Its our new blue Bible:

Electric Blue:

SOUTH

'Kiss me now, love me now'

Fitzgerald once wrote.

Last week, we were in urgent need of some affection:

some Sun and Sea Loving.

We longed to be kissed and loved by the two; a salty embrace and a warm tickle of rays,

Before being forced into winter hibernation. 

So we decided to do the sensible thing and head South.

THere was a big party on the Côte, and we are always happy to have an excuse to sew ourselves a snakeskin jumpsuit and board a plane:

(for its generally encouraged to wear animal print in those parts)

We watched the landscape change from 

Green to Blue from the window;

Blue was better. 

Then it was time for the first fête in a long line of celebrations;

This was going to be a marathon, not a sprint. (Not that we would ever go running, we're just reaching for a convenient metaphor)

So we did the normal thing and slapped on some Bohemian bits:

The ALIX of BOHEMIA Rivera Waistcoat, trimmed in Red Peru

 And met up with some friends, who were donning their own variety of Bohemia:

While drinking champagne from plastic cups, naturally. 

ALIX of BOHEMIA Lorelei jacket in Deep Blue Toile:

 The sun went down, but we made do with a few candles to illuminate a casual barbeque.

The next morning, we were feeling less than festive,

But we managed to rally, and revive ourselves with some fairly decent views

Taking a spaceship to get a closer look at all that BLUE

We gesticulated wildly and took in some rays,

and made a new pool buddy, who stole our Leopard Bohemia right off our back:

 She looked so good in it, we were happy to sacrifice it.

We also took a little colour palatte inspiration, in greens and pinks,

 Before kissing the landscape goodbye when the sun set. 

Not too shabby for a weekend love affair. 

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KUSAMA WHISPERS IN OUR EAR

Some mornings, particularly before several shots of espresso,

We can only really see or process on a very basic level.

Sometimes we see spots. 

(and a bit of snakeskin)

And we lay out all these bits of fabric together, all black and white variants of dots.

So pleasing to our eye to see the scale and repetition.

We can already see the jacket we want to make emerging from the flat cut forms.

And for a brief moment, we think we are OH-SO clever.

And then we realise, we are just total COPYCATS craving Japanese.

We are just having a moment channeling one of our favourites of the avant-garde.

we're pulling a KUSAMA:

Her works and and range of mediums too vast to catalogue here.

But know that she was a major player in scene,

before all those lightweight pop artists came along printing soup cans and such. 

Taking us on a very psychedelic trip indeed, through epic and vast installations of repeated form. 

The woman understands the power of the polka dot.

(She basically invented it)

As if we needed further convincing of Yayoi's cool factor,

A series of her work in the 1960's  saw her painting naked bodies with polka dots and spots for public viewing. 

A Nudie Polka Dot Hippie Princess?

Where do we sign up?

And we have a reality check and realise we probably should wear clothes in and out of doors, despite our impulse to streak through Shoreditch with a paint-spotted bottom.

So we put down the brush and go back to the drawing board.
(its all about playing to your strengths)

And now she's in our head we have to try and do her a little justice with a humble homage.

A little Fuschia, some Red, to break up our dalmatian moment:

Kusama and the coral.

There is something so luxurious her world. It looks a lot cooler than the one we live in. 

Fabulous Camouflage:

it gets quite tiring undressing and redressing constantly to check our work as it comes along. Yayoi totally had the right idea to just stay naked.

One Armed Wonder

And we line her in snakeskin and top her with a fuzzy little tassel,

which kind of looks like Kusama's rad wig of late. 

And then she's done.

Which is lucky because we're delirious by this stage. 

ALIX of BOHEMIA Black and White and Pink Jacket, 

one of a kind.

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