2hours in the Park

Saturday afternoon.
Lovely weather.
Nothing to do.
Too lazy to go anywhere.

Why not?

"But I always say, one's company...

...Two's a crowd...

...And three's a party."
-Andy Warhol

The power of christ compels you

"The peaking bra"

Some call it cockiness, I call it knowing what is good. 

Posing, I must confess


Yo what is up?

Lookin' for trouble?

I'm all earrings 

Meet Monsterpuss*
P.S- Fashion Masturbation Facebook page!


Oh, so cliché!

Proserpina, daughter of Júpiter, has been kidnapped! -  The first cold days of the season are here... Rabbits&ferrets rush to hide and squirrels hibernate in ways of not becoming the most desirable fur coats. Boots can now see the light and sandals shall be burried under the earth of our closets - Hallelujah!

But these aren't the only good news,folks!
My first article finally came out on the fisrt number of VOH Lexicon, and let me tell you I couldn't be more thrilled - Voh ( http://issuu.com/vohmagazine/docs/voh_lexicon  )is a very contemporany and humoristic magazine that gathers together creatives in several differents areas all around the Globe...
So sure is a pleasure to be part of what has the power to change.

Oh well,here is the article and a song I must dedicate to the main symptom of cold cold days... FEVER!

"We are really happy having to present in our first volume work from the crazy blogger Damara Ingles and her contemporary fashion perspective."


Oh,so cliché

Fashion never had such lack of orientation and most certainly has never been sodear to observe...Without a line like the 20's flapper dress or the 80's shoulders. With no really unifying cause as the Vietnam war or the Feminism; With no Black Panthers or up coming Punk movement we finally said goodbye to the dress codes that defined a certain decade and so a mentality.In an era in which not wearing a bra doesn't define you as a frivolous feminist and Dr. Martens don't point you out as a terrible punk, what is there left to come?
The complete and floating freedom of the wear that flies and opens a door to a completely different universe with bubbles in which one can be 20's 60's and 80's all in one outfit. Why not if we can be "ourselves"and as Marilyn Monroe said " I'd rather be completely ridiculous than completely boring"? Because it depends of how ridiculous the ridiculous is!
As any artist feeds a "self" that will be degraded and funneled into the work of art in progress having in consideration the colors, forms, materials and most importantly the meaning or the assumed total absence of it. When we wear, for those who wear for pleasure, the same process occurs.
In this perspective "ridiculous" isn't the fat lady on a tube dress.
The ridiculous lays on the self-infidelity and on the constant fornication with "What will society think" and "How can I shock them more"... A very confusing and contradicted menage à trois.
The "Be yourself" movement became the new war of coming out of the closet, or better coming out with everything of the closet. A giant crowd running in the highest high-less heels and feather crowns screaming for what is supposed to be the liberation of the wear when in reality we are enclosing the self on the cage of what is cool and what is mainstream. And is in this run-a-way from the mainstream that we find our new uniform - mainstream-less is the mainstream-est.
This uniform that doesn't just define what to like, taste, share or comment but more importantly what to wear.
In this scenario even I would rather be as boring as Dior after Galliano.

After all what's the sense of being "yourself" of a self that isn't even yours?

Damara Inglês 




Oh well, how to start what will at first sound like a breakup?
Fashion Masturbation was never ment to be a blog.
Fashion Maturbation, as a fashion-masturbator, is a view, a fantasy. A way of love for fashion but also a way of feeling&experiencing it in general.
A born child of the pure pleasure of fornicating with the self, Fashion Masturbation is not here to bore me or concern you - It's supposed to make everyone come.
By this time about a year ago I was suffering of excruciating pain. Pain from the mental dilatation and fashion contractions that occurred in my "Mindgina" by giving birth to this fatherless child.
As I grew up Fashion Masturbation started to give its firsts steps, interviews, stylings, followers and more yet to come...
As so, it shall show its grown cherished with more shoes, shows,more projects,muuuuuuuch more amazing vintage stores! More not giving a damn!...More vodka.
More zoo!
More furs!
This sweet child of mine shall grow strong&healthy until its old enough to drink in America! (Damn it!)
So I must warn you , dear readers, to prepare your fingers : either to join&enjoy or to point&censure.
Because as we all know - haters gonna, must certainly, hate.
To the 80's!
To randomly ordered pictures of the last months!
To Piaggi!
To shameless masturbation!

To you.


Hello stranger

Ricardo & Lola & Norberto

"Água de Valencia"

Hands up, mate!

Poor Norberto lost his hat...



"Me & my creator"

Ricardo & Luiz

Warming up

Erykah & Cabaret

Screw them bootylicious bitches

I keeps it grime


I need this jack!

Shame on you

Did you eat all the cake?



Or does she?


"Come on boots..."

The person that took this picture knows why, don't you João?

Do I?

No more wine for you miss

Paredes de Coura

The neighbourhood 
The backyard
The pool

Ricardo's masterpiece

My masterpiece 

Who in hell goes to a Festival and ends up in an hotel?

Oh well...The show must go on.

Thank you Daniel
Hell yeah <3