boyhood:

The Fall (2006).

Costume Design by Eiko Ishioka
Cleopatra (1963)

Wardrobe test for Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra

Costume Design by Renié

Cleopatra (1963)

Wardrobe test for Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra

Costume Design by Renié

The Glass Bottom Boat. (1966)

Wardrobe test for Doris Day as Jennifer Nelson

Costume Design by Ray Aghayan

The Glass Bottom Boat. (1966)

Wardrobe test for Doris Day as Jennifer Nelson

Costume Design by Ray Aghayan

ohrobbybaby:

Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire in “Swing Time” (1936)




Costume Design (Gowns) by Bernard Newman

ohrobbybaby:

Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire in “Swing Time” (1936)

Costume Design (Gowns) by Bernard Newman

tmirai:

Foam and Worbla armour MEGA TUTORIAL

Tutorial by AmenoKitarou

Super duper awesome and helpful! I am totally going to try this out for my Garrosh cosplay.

For all you armour making needs.

boyhood:

Frank A. Rhinehart. Medicine Man, Chester Bad Boy, Smokey, Chief Hollow Horn Bear, White Buffalo, Chief American Horse (top to bottom). 1898,1900.

withanunrequitedlove:

Peter and the Starcatcher design sketches

Costume designs for Peter and the Starcatcher

Designs by Paloma Young

I had a chance to see this last night and I absolutely loved it. My favorite part was opening of the second act.

There’s no actual name for this photo so I’m just going to refer to it as “Satan’s Bride”. Judging by the style of the costume, I want to say it’s mid to late 1930’s. Never the less I absolutely love the idea, concept, and over all execution of this outfit. I generally always love vintage costume, they’re simple yet stunning and well put together.

Model is an unknown burlesque dancer, so I’m told. 

Photo was shot by Murray Korman.

There’s no actual name for this photo so I’m just going to refer to it as “Satan’s Bride”. Judging by the style of the costume, I want to say it’s mid to late 1930’s. Never the less I absolutely love the idea, concept, and over all execution of this outfit. I generally always love vintage costume, they’re simple yet stunning and well put together.

Model is an unknown burlesque dancer, so I’m told.

Photo was shot by Murray Korman.

I’ve been running a round Downtown L.A. that past few days fabric sampling for costumes, so I haven’t been able to post a thing aside from the minor things I can do from my Ipod.Recently I accomplished sneaking into the backstage area of the Macy’s Passport Glamorama fashion show. I worked this show before way back in 2009 when I was more fashion oriented. There’s no picture of that, so here’s a picture of young Candice, my friend Kim and a chubby me attending my first fashion show with my high school class, which happened to be the Macy’s Passport show in 2008.The Macy’s Passport show is a wonderfully fantastic show that benefits HIV/AIDS organizations as well as raising awareness, and I knew I had to be apart of it again. After being out of the runway game for about 3 years, I’ve decided to return 20 pounds lighter and blonde. I knew this show was in town, so I knew I had to somehow get in. That’s when I decided to sneak in as a dresser. Day of the show I dressed in all black, because it’s an unwritten rule for dresser and an absolute must if you decide to ever work as one. When I say I sneaked in, I kind of mean it. Most runway shows use student workers, which helps them gain “work experience” in the runway part of fashion, in this case FIDM students were used. Now these students have to sign up to work these shows and there is a roster with each of their names assigned to a model. Luckily for me, when I worked runway I had a FIDM friend who use to help sign me up back in ‘08 and ‘09. The only other way to get into a show is to go through a fashion show coordination group, that you get in contact with and they pay you for working the show. Before you say,”Well you just did all that for nothing and are working for free now.” Wrong, I was given the email of the show coordinator after the show to get paid for all my hard work.
Once somewhat fooling the security team into letting me backstage because I was a “dresser” who didn’t know where I was suppose to be, which personally would of struck me as odd if I were part of the security team, I stumbled into the main tent housing all the fashion for the night, props, as well as models. I was assigned my rack of clothing and my model (who was this great guy named James), then was given a backstage pass short time after that allowed me to run around the entire backstage area bumping into celebs such as Amy and Nick from Karmin, P. Diddy, and Robin Thick… but mainly just to follow James around and dress him.  The show went off without a hitch, and literally went by faster then the actual prep time lead it to be. While cleaning up and packing away all the outfits I was told by another dresser if I was going to the after party held at the California Mart (which is this building downtown housing a bunch of designer houses). After which I had decided to attend somehow knowing there would be alcohol. I had quickly whisked away to the California Mart. Once there I passed one guard using my dresser excuse, then wasn’t so lucky once I came across a second female guard with bad hair. She had asked for a wrist band that I didn’t have and was very rude when bring up the topic of me dressing the show saying, “I don’t see any models here.” Which was completely stupid because I had seen seven of whom were in the show. After being turned away, a woman over heard the scuffle between us and approached me. She looked at me happily stating,” did you want to get in to the cocktail party?” After answering yes, she replied saying,” I’m here with my daughter who is to young to be here and I cant drink, so here take my band and this extra just in case.” Giddy as can be I gladly took them, then proceeded onward into the party flipping off the female guard while pointing at my wrist band. Once I snagged my grab bag filled with little goodies, I heard that it was an open bar sponsored by Patron, which in my defense I should never be around because it would quickly result in my downfall later that night, thus causing me to take drunk picture with fake British guards and leaving me to roam around Downtown drunk. Needless to say it was a pretty fun day/night, and I’m totally going to go back into  doing runway work again. Hopefully next time I don’t have to sneak in….maybe I liked sneaking in, it made me feel bad, dangerous and mysterious. Leaving people think,”who’s that cool fashionable guy over there I haven’t seen him around.” Hmmm I think about it for a while.So till my next adventure…    -Seamster

I’ve been running a round Downtown L.A. that past few days fabric sampling for costumes, so I haven’t been able to post a thing aside from the minor things I can do from my Ipod.

Recently I accomplished sneaking into the backstage area of the Macy’s Passport Glamorama fashion show. I worked this show before way back in 2009 when I was more fashion oriented. There’s no picture of that, so here’s a picture of young Candice, my friend Kim and a chubby me attending my first fashion show with my high school class, which happened to be the Macy’s Passport show in 2008.



The Macy’s Passport show is a wonderfully fantastic show that benefits HIV/AIDS organizations as well as raising awareness, and I knew I had to be apart of it again. After being out of the runway game for about 3 years, I’ve decided to return 20 pounds lighter and blonde. I knew this show was in town, so I knew I had to somehow get in. That’s when I decided to sneak in as a dresser. Day of the show I dressed in all black, because it’s an unwritten rule for dresser and an absolute must if you decide to ever work as one. When I say I sneaked in, I kind of mean it. Most runway shows use student workers, which helps them gain “work experience” in the runway part of fashion, in this case FIDM students were used. Now these students have to sign up to work these shows and there is a roster with each of their names assigned to a model. Luckily for me, when I worked runway I had a FIDM friend who use to help sign me up back in ‘08 and ‘09. The only other way to get into a show is to go through a fashion show coordination group, that you get in contact with and they pay you for working the show. Before you say,”Well you just did all that for nothing and are working for free now.” Wrong, I was given the email of the show coordinator after the show to get paid for all my hard work.

Once somewhat fooling the security team into letting me backstage because I was a “dresser” who didn’t know where I was suppose to be, which personally would of struck me as odd if I were part of the security team, I stumbled into the main tent housing all the fashion for the night, props, as well as models. 





I was assigned my rack of clothing and my model (who was this great guy named James), then was given a backstage pass short time after that allowed me to run around the entire backstage area bumping into celebs such as Amy and Nick from Karmin, P. Diddy, and Robin Thick… but mainly just to follow James around and dress him.
 



The show went off without a hitch, and literally went by faster then the actual prep time lead it to be. While cleaning up and packing away all the outfits I was told by another dresser if I was going to the after party held at the California Mart (which is this building downtown housing a bunch of designer houses). After which I had decided to attend somehow knowing there would be alcohol. I had quickly whisked away to the California Mart. Once there I passed one guard using my dresser excuse, then wasn’t so lucky once I came across a second female guard with bad hair. She had asked for a wrist band that I didn’t have and was very rude when bring up the topic of me dressing the show saying, “I don’t see any models here.” Which was completely stupid because I had seen seven of whom were in the show. After being turned away, a woman over heard the scuffle between us and approached me. She looked at me happily stating,” did you want to get in to the cocktail party?” After answering yes, she replied saying,” I’m here with my daughter who is to young to be here and I cant drink, so here take my band and this extra just in case.” Giddy as can be I gladly took them, then proceeded onward into the party flipping off the female guard while pointing at my wrist band. 




Once I snagged my grab bag filled with little goodies, I heard that it was an open bar sponsored by Patron, which in my defense I should never be around because it would quickly result in my downfall later that night, thus causing me to take drunk picture with fake British guards and leaving me to roam around Downtown drunk. 




Needless to say it was a pretty fun day/night, and I’m totally going to go back into  doing runway work again. Hopefully next time I don’t have to sneak in….maybe I liked sneaking in, it made me feel bad, dangerous and mysterious. Leaving people think,”who’s that cool fashionable guy over there I haven’t seen him around.” Hmmm I think about it for a while.

So till my next adventure…



    -Seamster

Custom Duffy Vinylmation

If you don’t know what a Vinylmation is, they’re Disney’s version of a designer toy. Much like popular Dunny toys or any other vinyl figures you may see. These come in a numbered collectors series following certain Disney attractions, film franchise, or even urban artist. If collecting isn’t your thing and you’d rather paint, you can buy blank Vinylmation figures, much like the one this one use to be. 

I painted him about a year ago. Don’t worry if you don’t really know who he is, it’s a Disney thing not much people get, unless they keep up with the parks. No one really gets to see any of my custom Vinylmations, mainly due to the fact that I rarely ever show them and I have no place to display them without them being ruined. So I figured why not show them here. I have another painted one….somewhere. I’ll post it later. 

Before you ask. I use to collect, now I just customize. It’s funner and the molds aren’t as weird looking as the newer collector models.

Custom Duffy Vinylmation

If you don’t know what a Vinylmation is, they’re Disney’s version of a designer toy. Much like popular Dunny toys or any other vinyl figures you may see. These come in a numbered collectors series following certain Disney attractions, film franchise, or even urban artist. If collecting isn’t your thing and you’d rather paint, you can buy blank Vinylmation figures, much like the one this one use to be.

I painted him about a year ago. Don’t worry if you don’t really know who he is, it’s a Disney thing not much people get, unless they keep up with the parks. No one really gets to see any of my custom Vinylmations, mainly due to the fact that I rarely ever show them and I have no place to display them without them being ruined. So I figured why not show them here. I have another painted one….somewhere. I’ll post it later.

Before you ask. I use to collect, now I just customize. It’s funner and the molds aren’t as weird looking as the newer collector models.

Creature From The black Lagoon

Richard Carlson as David Reed

Costume by Rosemary Odell

I’m honest considering being this for one of my many Halloween costumes.

Creature From The black Lagoon

Richard Carlson as David Reed

Costume by Rosemary Odell

I’m honest considering being this for one of my many Halloween costumes.

Blue Hawaii 

Elvis Presley as Chad Gates

Costume by Edith Head

I absolutely adore this outfit, not just because Edith Head (who happens to be a personal favorite) designed it. But because if there’s any  thing I love most about vintage fashion it has to be men’s swim wear. It so much better then swim wear now a days.

Blue Hawaii

Elvis Presley as Chad Gates

Costume by Edith Head

I absolutely adore this outfit, not just because Edith Head (who happens to be a personal favorite) designed it. But because if there’s any thing I love most about vintage fashion it has to be men’s swim wear. It so much better then swim wear now a days.

Disneyland’s Enchanted Tiki Room Host costume circa 1980’s

Costume rendering by Pat Lafond

Disneyland’s Enchanted Tiki Room Host costume circa 1980’s

Costume rendering by Pat Lafond