Volume 17 Τεύχος 3

  • The Farmer

  • Crusty Leather

    Crusty punks are, generally, irritating and useless pieces of shit. That's not to say that we don't have crusty friends or crusty tendencies. We do. And we like a lot of crusty music. But those are the exceptions.

  • Metallic Package

    Recently, I found myself staring at a painting of Henry VIII-or, more accurately, staring at his kingly crotch in said painting-and I started to wonder, "What the heck was the deal with codpieces, anyway?"

  • The General Of Milan

    Il Generale is a 50-year-old man whom a lucky tram rider might spot one day dressed as an ancient Egyptian scribe and the next as an infantryman in the Imperial German Army.

  • Truth And Wear

    What are you two wearing right now?

  • Let’s Get Animal

    In 2008, our favourite drag king performers, The Kingpins, launched their label Birthday Suit. Their first collection was called Azaria Lives and was all about what would've happened if dingos hadn't eaten Lindy Chamberlain's baby daughter.

  • Miss Arganzuela 1981

    I found a bag of photo negatives when I was drunk one night in Madrid. And being drunk, I took them home with me. In the bag, alongside almost 70 pounds of negs, were a photographer’s work permit and a shoe with a built-up heel.

  • Bears Vs. Vikings

    Photos by Terry Richardson Costume design and styling by Wendy Wright at New York Costume

  • Modern-day Fashion Bum-outs

    Ah, the past. Could the preceding eons of humanity have ever imagined how much comedy they would provide for the present? Especially in the realm of fashion?

  • Traces of Soho Past

    In New York, art has always left traces behind, but like everything else in the city, those traces vanish a little more with every passing day, until they are completely erased. Take Soho, my neighborhood since 1985.

  • The Filthiest People Alive

    When I was 16, my best friend, Dana, and I spent a lot of time ditching school, thumbing rides from our Denver suburb to Boulder, and hanging around pretty much the dirtiest, smelliest people of the entire early-70s freak scene, the STP Family.

  • Dressed to Kill (or Be Killed)

    One of the key elements of bullfighting is the costume. Brightly colored and intricately embroidered with real silver and gold, appliqué and sequins, in Spanish they’re known as trajes de luces (“suits of lights”).