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Done away the horns, chains and molasses of the past masquerades Meet the cyberpunk cosplay S&M ladies in leather nails and latex outfits New trends take over the sidelines the iconoclastic icons of tomorrow The virtual reality and the violent video games foretell the next revolutions The voodoo tradition is temporarily eclipsed by the virtual […]
Riding high into the battle of Shrewsbury Mews on her steed Fending off the crowds and holding back the crumbling walls The spirits and the smokes fuel the illusions as the world starts spinning round An enthralled black man called horse, blinkered with pink heart-shaped glasses Night is coming to our mind as we grow […]
Meet the last hippies, just fallen from the time-machine Sipping ice-cold French beer and wearing vintage outfits Maybe they came back too soon from the Moon But beyond the molasses, the chains and the birds of Paradise Notting Hill Carnival is about real people who celebrate African culture And there is more than meets the […]
The halfway revelers promenade in their original attire Carnival of sorts within the Carnival, a show on the sidelines The mask reveals more about the personalities than the face Three girls break their own rules in a very mild manner A chain and a bustier here, an alluding T shirt there In the end, the […]
Out of control young black beauties shake and tease The beat goes on and every minute is a happening The spirit of masquerade is everywhere, bring the molasses Lured by the screams and the music, the Jab will be rising Bring the horns, the chains and the naked bodies… Hugh Ardoin The Notting Hill 2011 […]
Some Herculean storm lashes at the Gibraltar Straits in the deep of the night The bright lights of Algeciras shine in the distance like a beacon Giant cranes stand in endless rows like a procession of shimmering Gaudi cathedrals The door to the wide green ocean lies wide open, you can hear it calling Ships […]
There is no stopping for the show stoppers As the beauties stream by in various sizes and shades The masquerade is not about hiding who you are It is about who you really are and where you come from A reminder to the masters of now and then that their time is up And that […]
The sash of the window is a guillotine in French, it is the parting of what should never part The yin and the yang, the inner and the outer, the light and the shadow The world offer visions of the invisible, and behind the frosted glass you can still see the even colder bars What lies behind […]