When reality doesn't offer what voices have been promosing, it is time to escape to the Nudist Camp. A place where former legends strip bare and hide in dark birch forrests. And they never return. /HORST
Today, I am doing what humankind has done for decades and centuries. Naturalism, nudism, exhibitionism. In contrary to the works shown above, my own examination of the subject is of narcissistic nature only. /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
Nudity. In a figurative sense. And maybe the best Preen collection ever. Admittedly quite Helmut-esque. As it becomes manifest in the use of bandages, straps and suspenders. /HORST
Desperately seeking Strawberry Blonde. The platinum days are over. Spring demands fruitiness. Including one's hair colour. If anyone knows how to achieve this hue of gold, professional advice is always welcome. /HORST
Still in love with this collection. Especially today when temperatures hit high. Evoking the image of sweltry hot desert nights. Muscular nomads sleeping in white tents. Wearing nothing but the tattoos on their skin and lace shorts. /HORST
1. Unknown & Alexander Calder, Untitled, 1953 2. Unknown & Jackson Pollock, Lavender Mist, 1950 3. Pietro Franch Graduate Collection & Eduardo Chillida, Untitled, 1996
Usually, Horst can only be seen wearing black. So adding another non-colour to his non-colour range is a huge achievement. And just between us girls: he's enjoying it. All-nude. /HORST
1. Unknown 2. Ann Demeulemeester, Petar Petrov & Yves Saint Laurent Fall/Winter 2011 3. Nude with oranges, Henri Matisse 4. Damir Doma, Stella McCartney & Alexander Wang Spring/Summer 2011
Unexpectedly a fruit's colour has blossomed. In other words: A colour's fruit has been picked and eaten up. Its sticky juice running down our chins. Leaving sweet traces on our body. /HORST
Top Givenchy Haute Couture by Alexander McQueen Fall/Winter 1997 Bottom Gustav Klimt
They asked me how I knew my true love was true. I of course replied, something here inside cannot be denied. When your heart's on fire, you must realize: Smoke gets in your eyes. /HORST
A rather unknown and intense side. A different école des beaux arts. Yves Saint Laurent did not only draw draped dresses, le smoking or slender mannequins. His oeuvre includes the oriental wallah. /HORST
Only 24 days left. The world is covered in whiteness. And minus degrees make me wear an all-in-one at night. Time for a flashback and the Abercrombie & Fitch Christmas catalogue from 1999. /HORST