Something suitably grim and soul crushing for this miserable, rainy Saturday morning. Swedish black metal project Grifteskymfning. Enjoy.
Sound Of The Day : Helgedom
Nuit Grímnir: FW15
Cleanse Yourself With Baphomet
I'm really rather taken with the Satanic bath and body products from Bizarro Au Go Go. I'm not overly bothered about their other offerings, but their sinful soaps, made with all natural vegan shea butter, and fragranced with high quality, hand blended, phthalate free essential and fragrance oils are irresistible.
Sound Of The Day : Mesarthim
Earlier on today, a friend sent me a message on Facebook with a link to Isolate, an album released this year by Australian atmospheric BM project Mesarthim. He mentioned that they reminded him of Summoning, which immediately sealed the deal as to whether I was going to give them a spin on not. I'm now… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Mesarthim
Benje Burdine
Benje Burdine is one creepy fucker...and I am utterly infatuated with his sinister creations. The main body of his work includes taking vintage photographs and distorting them into terrifying scenes, worthy of your nightmares. He also has a YouTube channel, which, on first glance looks like it'll be a treat to enjoy at midnight, when… Continue reading Benje Burdine
UnaUna Shoes
I'm a picky so and so when it comes to shoes. I've been wearing Ranger Army Boots since 2010 and it's a rare occasion that I put anything else on my feet. However, if my budget was unlimited, I'd be stocking up on soles from Tel Aviv based UnaUna. Their 100% handcrafted shoes and boots… Continue reading UnaUna Shoes
Metamorph Quirky Couture
Based in Denmark, wife and husband team Thea and Erik are the masterminds behind Metamorph Quirky Couture. I'm currently lusting over pretty much everything that they have available in their eclectic online store. Though my heart beats particularly fast for their Feather Caplet, 3D Black Leather Epaulet, and the Feathered Art Wing Headdress. Here's what… Continue reading Metamorph Quirky Couture
The Hair Of The Dead
I've been pouring over these images of Victorian ladies with floor length hair for...I don't know how long now. But can you blame me? They're beautiful and mysterious and sad. I don't know why I feel this surge of emotion for a collection of women, of strangers...but I do. I find it morbidly fascinating that… Continue reading The Hair Of The Dead









