From
playing truth
or dare in the backseats of cars to face
painting with Claes Oldenberg, Rose +
Olive maintain the uncanny ability to make the ordinary otherwordly,
whether they’re philosophizing or using their hands. Sometimes both, at the
same time.
Over in Brandonland,
boys
in the attic make everyday kitchen gloves just a little hotter than before.
Also, another bare
chap blisses out on the drums, wearing only a fuzzy hat and a facial
expression that can only be described as nakedly peaceful.
Chase –
while reassuring us that he is, in fact, not a creep
(don’t worry baby, we never thought you were) – entertains with anecdotes about
girls who go from
sober to “spring break wasted” in a flash, crashing
Goth clubs with sunshiny enthusiasm (“Who tells the DJ on people?”), and a
reason to retain the bush.
The Daily
Siege starts off our week with full,
bright body shots and fierce,
bound up faces. Also included: more sharp
political relevance with a new, equally haunting shot of the Black Irish
girl.
And Autumn
explores further the naked body in
and out
of water, goosebump by goosebump, and gives us a sexy little shot of her favorite
journalist’s desk.
— Caitlin M.
