You’ve watched the trailer, seen the teaser and now, here we are: live from New York where it’s not Saturday night but MR. DANNIJO Volume IIis officially in tow. It all started back in February 2011 when Danielle and I fell into each others proverbial laps at a party near Lincoln Center. She was all “I love you!” And I was all, “I love you!” And there, the foundation for a fruitful friendship that would extend far beyond the boundaries of the State of New York and last for-ev-or virtually manifested. Name the movie attached to for-ev-or and I will give you a necklace. Just kidding, I won’t. But I’ll feel more closely connected to you. A Sandlot derived kinship, if you will. Never mind that though, this is about facial features above the fold and when I say fold, I mean nose. So, have a look at the thuper duper thweet lookbook just below.
Well, here’s us, not standing but sitting against a familiar wall if you know what I’m saying. If you don’t, click me. I am the third sister, by the way. This entire collection is a means to obtain more than two eyes and represents the notion of taking what is inevitably there: ergo, two eyes of your face, two sisters on your family tree and skewing or duplicating it.
See? Natural chemistry. Sisters. I only ever had brothers so I really penetrated this duo until they said: you know, one more sister can’t kill us. They were wrong–but we’ll let them figure that out for themselves.
Sister sentiment aside though, this collection initially meant to be a salute alien life on (and off, mostly off) earth. We planned to center it around planets, and aliens, and astronauts and eyeballs. As it happened, the eyeballs were cooler than most anything else we’d conjured up and so we went with the eyes, became spies, and ran. See–even when Jodie isn’t looking at you, she is looking at you.At you.
And when I’m not looking at you, I’m actually incessantly staring at you–and I have twenty eyeballs to prove it.Really, count them.
There are, of course, a slew of arms that like to party–some hairier than others, but with mutually similar interests, e.g. iPhone cases, bright colors, black marble, staring.
To the right here, you will notice an anklet that is actually a necklace wrapped around my foot. We are a very diverse collection of jewels. What you will see to the left is a crazy ambiguously dubbed female peeking out of a rail attached to stairs. Funny thing about this rail–it’s been freshly painted. So sorry, Acne sweater, pants.
Not that sorry, actually, nothing happened to the threads. Here’s a detail shot. Detail shot! My ring has eyelashes. This ring has eyelashes. One bracelet does too. If you’ll pay deeper attention to my crotch, you may also notice two small eyeballs peeking out of my pocket. Those are earrings but every earring deserves the chance to be a micro-brooch so that’s the opportunity we are presenting.
Finally, we take a nap. Subsequently, I use another eye to pick my nose. Welcome home, little lads!