Fashion in Space?
kandela writes "It seems the fashion industry has taken an interest in the space industry. Space.com is running a story about the Hyper Space Couture Design Contest, a fashion competition sponsored by the Japanese space agency, JAXA, and Rocketplane Ltd. for clothes that look good in zero gravity. The best designs will appear in a fashion show in Tokyo this fall." From the article: "Onuki said that, in working with fashion designer, Ms. Matsui, the intent is to cross-thread mathematics, science, art, and physics with fashion. To date, there have been several kickoff events, as well as fashion shows to stir interest in the multi-step contest. At the end of March, contest officials had received 882 drawings by 365 individuals. Last month, the top 10 designs plus three alternate designs were picked. The actual winner, second and third place will be selected later this year."
My parents got shot in the back of the head at Haditha and all I got was this lousy bloodstained t-shirt.
beat the fuck out of that terrorest after dropping a 500lb bomb in his ass!
way to go guys!
I was watching that weekly show about recent advances in technology on the Science Channel a few months ago and caught something about this, but it was about its applications in the entertainment industry. I wasn't really paying attention, but the cute redheaded gal from Mythbusters was the guest-host that episode and mentioned something about audio equipment and safety equipment for sports. Sorry I didn't catch it. Anyway the redhead went on to talk about nanopaper's more serious applications in viral biology research. Then, she gave me a kissin' and she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said, "I might as well kick it". First class, yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air be livin' like? Hmm, this might be alright! I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "FRESH" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was rare. But I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight. And I yelled to the cabby "yo, homes, smell you later." Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.