The most remarkable, equally elegiac and absurd, profound and berserk inclusion in Somerset House’s Holy Pop!, an exhibition dedicated to extreme acts of fanatical devotion to filth elders, was not Dot Alma’s bedazzled “Freedom” pew and kneeler, set in front of an altar to the Holy Father (Figure) George Michael and Hampstead Heath hookup trees, … Continue reading
I TOLD YOU TO ORGANIZE MY CLOSET SYSTEMS AN HOUR AGO!!! There are so many new clothes from HIGH-END STORES that need to fit!!…oh! *Ahem* Why, hello there, dearest faithful Filthy Dreams readers! Is it that time of the year again already? I was just lording over…I mean…um…collaborating with my new Executive Assistant! Of course, … Continue reading
“Everywhere I seem to go on this island seems to me I find degeneracy. There is brawling in bars. There is indecency in public places. And there is the corruption of the young. And now I see it all stems from here—it stems from the FILTH taught here in this very school room!” So spits … Continue reading