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30 septembre 2015

Easy youth, sleazy death

It's the first time, ever, we put some male model taste on this page and, hopelessly, the last. We've been begging for some changes at Vogue Italia, but real ones, revolutions, not click and turn, the page(s). And here we go, on another kind of world,...

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30 septembre 2015

She's overcover

I'd nibble at you every day, I'd nibble at you every night, I'd send my jaw to another hell. I wanna chew you, feel your tenderness till you get dry and hard, and out of tooth. For now, we lack teeth more than you, more than your smile, bloody spectacular...

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Tags: Guinevere Van Seenus

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30 septembre 2015

Get your digit delight elsewhere, lighthouses!

A crop of sweets fallen from a plastic tree, a bunch of eyes tuned for the best and worst, a world that melts waiting for the night to go by. Years leak and years drop, idiots drool and lights fly by like dirty eagles between the clouds. Where does the...

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Tags: Isis Bataglia

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30 septembre 2015

Fried eggs despise classless fools

We should be catchers in a rye, should be a lot more things, should embody a tad more characters, we shall live and float like grilled penguins on hot water, roar like mischievous tigers when another voice yells louder than ours. But we're quiet as nuns...

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Tags: Imaan Hammam

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25 septembre 2015

In Sooth

Jump and bump and geese gotta run, if the ocean grows higher we all gonna sink, yeah. For the moment, let us keep our Stan Smith on the solid ground and listen to the music that tunes our eyes. Fashion flows on big rivers, too big for what they shiver,...

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Tags: Damaris Goddrie

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16 septembre 2015

Meet Leela: Cold Gold

We thought you were born on the other side of the river but you kissed the ground first on the other side of the earth. Megalo-babe, you look like a truck on a highway, you shine so bright we've got scars in the eyes. Something's going on from your gaze,...

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Tags: Next NY, Leila Goldkuhl

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14 septembre 2015

The Language

Fashion is fab world, where a Dior dress can tell you that you look classier nude and crude, like a worm on a plate. The less you wear, the more you bear. Almost as magical as an angel who lost his (her?) wings. Who knows the gender of the angels, anyway....

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Tags: Brianna Capozzi, Shaughnessy Brown

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14 septembre 2015

Pearless

Pears taste so far, far away. Glitzy stones won't replace the fruity smell of flesh fallen from a lovely tree but we can try, we can stand the ache in our bodies, our bones, our chests, and indulge our eyes instead of grabbing the last syringe alive....

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Tags: Sophia Neophitou, Lindsey Wixson, 10 mag, Donna Trope

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14 septembre 2015

My Lady Zeroin

Sailing on a sea of wine, on the back of a dead pigeon we believed to be a white swan, then we landed on another Switzerland that wasn't swiss for a penny. And Katie Grand backstabbed us again, all we were bleeding was words and drunken delights. Anna...

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Tags: Love, Katie Grand, Anna Cleveland, Jürgen Teller

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13 septembre 2015

Diavola Ice-Cream

We took another slice, slept away, took another slice, another train, arrived on lemon grass, in a godforsaken station wishing we were in Paris, to suck all the glitz and glam of a part of the world, but no. High on the sidewalk, high on whatever powder,...

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Tags: POP, Sasha Pivovarova

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