Kafka Came From Somewhere

The memory of Franz Kafka is intrinsically linked to his body of nightmarish, impersonal and quasi-existentialist worlds. Any student of literature knows that you can use the author's personal life as a codex to their work. In Kafka's case, we have a tragically short existence defined by anxiety and malady. But I also tend to wonder if his work has that inimitable 'Kafka-esque' quality because Prague itself is so fucking awesomely morbid.

I just got back from a four day micro tour of the city (love it, love it, love it btw), and immediately noticed a delightful pattern of death and destruction. Pretty much everywhere.

You Really Can Make a Slutty Costume Out of Anything



Ok, well. To be quite fair, this hamburger dress is a work of art. The artist (Joy Kampia) tends to render foodstuffs out of crochet and yarnwork, another example of which I've included here.


But it goes to show that with enough ingenuity and determination, you can make anything - animal, vegetable or mineral - into a cheeky little outfit.

We chatted this morning on the subject of Hallowe'en costumes. I plunged back in time to one fateful loft party I attended dressed as the girl from the Ring only to realize that every other costume there was an abbreviated size of something: slutty Pumpkin, slutty Witch, slutty Robert Goulet. My own personal Mean Girls moment.

Now we can add hamburger to this provocative tapestry of slut and slut-related costumery.

Be sure to swing by this site for more inspiring takes on fancy dress.