Showing posts with label fuori salone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fuori salone. Show all posts

Monday, May 21, 2012

Reptillian

Turkish designers Adnan Ege Kutay and Tuncin Uner.  Found these puppies in the Young Turkish designers group at the Fuori Salone in Zona Tortona.   The coolest thing I spied.  Apparently these two hipsters are going to show their talent on the 14th of June...Sweet!

 


Thursday, May 17, 2012

Floral Fashion

Now that's a bouquet!  Voluptious floral fashion, with neck high and feminine bow...prewitty.


Friday, April 20, 2012

The real reason

The real reason to go to the Fuori Salone is to peak into spaces and offices that are usually offlimits.  Screw the rather dubious 'muscle relaxer' that possibily doubles as sex toy apparatus or the barefoot sock booties trapped in fetish rubber lines and straps or the over priced bamboo chicness.  Just give me some damn pimping 18th century wallpaper, frescos and beautiful staircases, crystal chandeliers and neck aches from looking up. 


 








Thursday, April 19, 2012

Charmed but not delighted

My favourite so far (Fuori Salone): Cuteness, when it's small and nostalgic, you can't help but be enchanted by it's quaintness.  The saddest part was when I returned only after an hour it was destroyed....You bastards, free art can't even be appreciated or respected.  My fists wave bitterly unto yee insolent heathens I fart in your general direction.






Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Milano Furniture Week 2012 - Fuori Salone Part1

This has been my third Milano Furniture Week and by far, so far that is, the worst of the lot...The same old shit, different year.  What's to blame?  European economic crisis?  Laziness?  Lack of stimulation, direction?  When times get tough, that's when you pull out the big thinking guns, no?  Fuck, I hope today's adventure gets better.











Sunday, April 17, 2011

Milan furniture week...Fuori Salone

Yes, a bum! Enjoy your design.  All pictures by moi...copyright fools!  

This picture taken by the cool Peter