DAILY MONSTER 203
Good morning. I hope you’re having as much fun with this week of Daily Monsters as I am. Yesterday brought more great stories and comments.
Please take a look.
Today’s Daily Monster salutes this year’s winners of the AIGA Medal, Pablo Ferro, to whom I owe a large royalty check for my own hand-lettering, Carin Goldberg, and Doyald Young, who I’m honored to call a friend.
I’ve donated the original drawing to AIGA for the silent auction at the awards gala in New York on September 17th. Unfortunately, they don’t accept remote offers, but if you’re lucky enough to be in attendance, I hope you’ll put in a bid. All proceeds benefit the AIGA Design Archives and the Worldstudio AIGA Scholarships.
And just to see how many times I can put the letters AIGA into one post, did I mention that I’ll be speaking at the AIGA Conference in Memphis this October? It’s true!
But we’re getting off point.
Monster. Daily. Mini-series. Day 3. Enjoy!
I can’t wait to read your stories and theories
about this well-dressed creature. In the meantime,
you’re safe to assume that 344 LOVES YOU
HeadMasters had been lolling around somewhere down the bottom in reputations for hairdressing in town, despite the fact it was the only one – if you didn’t include Wednesday’s visit from the mobile salon, Hair to Stay.
The owner had tried everything from changing the name (from A Cut Above to Curl Up & Dye, before finally settling on HeadMasters) to introducing themed nights. 70s Saturdays and half price perms had been the most successful by far, but even then she had only managed to do three perms and just break even.
But all this changed one rare sunny day when Glamako-no-surname-just-Glamako, walked in. The initial conversation wasn’t going down well when Glamako-no-surname-just-Glamako, in a fit of passion, grabbed the broom and styled it into an an asymmetrical bob with feathered fringe.
Of course it looked stunning, but try sweeping up with it. And all the owner could think of was, that’s going to cost me 20 dollars to replace as she angrily showed him the door.
But that broom turned out to be the best thing that happened to HeadMasters as Glamako-no-surname-just-Glamako, offered to work the day for free in order to pay for the broom.
The owner saw the merit in this, it freed her up to compose an ad for a shop for rent and so she retired to the small office at the back to compose the requiem.
By midday no one had ventured in and Glamako-no-surname-just-Glamako was wondering if he really could read another 3 year old magazine when he had a brainwave and stuck the broom head in the window.
Within 20 minutes he had his first customer. Within two hours three people were waiting for their turn.
By closing time there was a queue all the way out the door as people booked appointments up to three weeks ahead.
Within the year Glamako-no-surname-just-Glamako had raised the reputation of HeadMasters to such a degree that they now had their own range of shampoos and conditioners. And the mobile salon no longer bothered to visit the town of a Wednesday
Meet the mysterious Vick Von Jaggerrmeister, III, lead singer of the alternative glam band Axis of Fabulous, who made a rare surprise public appearance last night at the well known underground club Go on Girl, located in the heart of the French Quarter.
Mr. Von Jaggerrmeister strutted into the club with his entourage moving in formation behind him with his ever-present theme song, Turn the Beat Around, playing in the background. He then took to the stage, uninvited, and announced to the audience that from this day forward Vick Von Jaggerrmeister, III no longer existed and that ® had taken his place. From this moment forward he should always be referred to as ®.
Then to the delight and shock of everyone in the club, he performed a slow and sensuous avant-garde striptease to a remixed version of Love Hangover which came to a conclusion when he revealed the symbol ® that had been freshly tattooed on his right buttock. At this point his fabulous entourage wrapped ® in yards of black feather boas and just as glamorously as they had strutted in, they strutted out of the club in perfect rhythmic unison.
This is a very vain monster. Dont you think?
hemmm, not vain.
Hoitytoity it is!
Oh, if only I could still provide a canvas for Glamako’s genius! I’ll have to be content with watching him work his magic on others. (Thank you for another excellent story, Simon. :^)
All that, and an advanced typography joke! Good work, Karen! Well played! Thank you very much! π™
Monster? You mean ® don’t you?