1. Karim Sadli 2. Dior Homme Spring/Summer 2011 Backstage
It has only been lately that I've realized the beauty of a male torso's side. A view that is rarely being shared or descried. Therefore, I kindly solicit its more frequent appearance. /HORST
1. Hedi Slimane Diary 2. Unknown 3. Death Becomes Her
By the way: What happened to implants? A topic that dominated my late teenage talkshow afternoons. The mainstream has mutated its principle into contraception. But what is its current status in subculture? /HORST
Torso sculptures. Obviously carrying the traces of weather conditions. Seemingly being torso sculptures. In fact, they are flat cardboard cutouts. Mounted on cubic pedestals. /HORST
Neither authentic nor artificial. Neither human nor sculpture. Skin as perfect and sleek as marble. No hair, no flaw, no beauty mark. So close and yet so distant. So real and yet so staged. /HORST
1. Marble and glass vases, white Maison Martin Margiela box 2. Porcelain deer, Fantastic Man perfume and fleur de sel 3. Fluorescent sunglasses, Prada case, white paper coffee cup
Supposedly the best male ballet dancer of the 20th century, his bare athletic perfection has been impressively documented by the aesthete Avedon. A manifest memento of what we aspire. /HORST
A young Tony Ward's well-defined exterior. And a young Mary Katrantzou's trompe l'œil interior dresses. Pretty surfaces that offer intricate yet delicate insights. Come in and find out. /HORST
That's what we've all been waiting for: a naked power yoga DVD. Peter Breen might not have won our Ugly Underwear Contest but he prefers to wear nothing at all anyway. And his latest piece of work concedes his point. /HORST
Thin lines creating three-dimensionality. Implicating interactions of the male body and investigating on their physique. Reduced to a minimum of means while simultaneously creating layered meaning. /HORST