I think September might be my favourite month in Turkey. Everyone seems to be in a good mood— summer is finished and yet the brutal winter hasn’t kicked in yet. Turklish abounds, and here’s what I brought back for you today:

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Tires and wheels, the classic combination that keeps on giving.

Hello my ragtime cat.

There are only two important things in life…

Any fear to face the challenge, that’s what I always say.

There’s nothing those bsm girls like better than some fussion essence.

Just don’t ask me what you’re supposed to do with it once you catch it.

I guess that’s better than old incontinent wild.

As we from the seventies generation once asked, “voulez-vous coucher avec moi?”

It take even more loving to turn into afraid, but hey, he eventually dropped the charges.

If you want to see more of these, the bazaar archive is here, and you’ll want to head down to the store to fill your closet with Turklish goodness. Enjoy your Thursday!

I love this time of year. It’ll only get colder from here— bring it on!

Reasonable temperatures and lots of new Turklish… just how I like it. Enjoy.

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Well duh, do you think they became the champions after an awful season?

Okay, let’s not sugar-coat this: it’s a ladies’ handbag. A regular, standard, holds-your-keys-and-lipstick handbag. “Guaranteed to perform during highest levels of usage.” Well then, let’s go nuts— stick an extra lipstick in there.

Hmmm, rebel wedr. Do they mean rebel wedder? Like, unorthodox ceremony performer? Or maybe it’s rebel wetter, and let’s not think too much about what that might be.

Right, let’s get this straight— the background says “eag er b eave r” (the r of beaver is chopped off, sorry about that), and the rest says “face ub on dakh. Warning: your rock see back of roket.” Got it? Great. Oh, and don’t forget to detach receipt.

Well that’s refreshing news, because I was getting tired of that retail-store Madonna.

No, this isn’t another unfortunate cropping error, it really does end with “supported by.”

Um… I don’t even know where to start with this one. You’d better click for the large version and see for yourself.

Yeah, Christmas for instance is a great time for shipping.

I’m seriously, seriously considering going back down to the bazaar and buying one of these, because… well, look at it. You can’t go wrong with a shirt like this. I suspect it’s snippets of pasted song lyrics… sound familiar to anyone?

If you want to see more of these, the bazaar archive is here, and you’ll want to head down to the store to fill your closet with Turklish goodness. Enjoy your Thursday!

I’m not sure what this vine is, but it’s everywhere right now, and it’s just about the most colourful thing I’ve ever seen. Those berries look tempting, but the consumption of them would end in tears, I’m sure. Anyone know what this is? It grows on fences and the sides of buildings and stuff.

Over the months that I’ve been doing these bazaar posts, I’ve collected some pictures in a folder called “bazaar overflow”— photos which I never ended up using for some reason. Sometimes although a photo would make me laugh, I felt I didn’t really have anything extra to say about it, or I couldn’t really put my finger on why I thought it was funny, or whatever.

So today I was looking through the overflow folder and it reminded me that I really should share these… I won’t put any captions, I’ll just spread the photos out on the table and let you have a dig through them and find the gems you like. Enjoy.

Okay, so there’s a new statue in Kemer (my old stomping ground, about 40km from here), and it’s got some people’s panties in a knot. Here are a couple of different views of the statue, have a look:

The mayor of Kemer has formed an alliance with some local women’s rights groups, and together they’re complaining loudly that the statue is pornographic, that it’s degrading to women, and that it will tarnish the reputation of Kemer as a respectable town.

This made me laugh so hard I nearly passed out. If the mayor is really that deluded that he thinks the statue is what’s tarnishing Kemer’s reputation, then I have to wonder which rock he just crawled out from under. Speaking as a former Kemer resident, anyone who has spent more than 5 minutes in Kemer can tell you that the sculptor has captured the mood and spirit of Kemer perfectly. Kemer is little more than one continuous porn and prostitution pit from April to November— it’s a hotspot for certain nearby nations who send their young girls down by the truckload and pimp them out on the beach, in the nightclubs, and throughout the local hotels and restaurants. You literally cannot spend one afternoon on the beach without seeing money (and not large amounts, I can assure you) openly exchanged for sex acts performed right there on the beach, only hidden from view by the cover of a blanket. On any day of the week you can walk into any nightclub or bar in Kemer and find girls from certain countries wearing almost nothing (some even strip down right there in the club in order to show what’s on offer), hooking up with older men and doing their business either in the nightclub toilets, or back at the man’s hotel. When you walk down the streets of Kemer at night you can actually hear the sounds of sex coming from hotel windows.

And the mayor is worried about a statue ruining Kemer’s reputation? He seriously needs to pull his head out of his ass if he thinks it’s the sculpture that’s degrading to women. The women were doing a fine job of degrading themselves long before the statue ever appeared on the scene.

Me personally, I think the sculptor did a great job— the only thing that would make the statue more accurate would be a five-dollar bill tucked between the girl’s breasts. That’s the true spirit of Kemer right there.

One question, though— if the leader of the town government is so opposed to the sculpture, how did the sculptor manage to get construction approval from the council in the first place? Certainly he would have gone through an application process, no? So I’m not really buying all the shock and horror melodrama from the mayor’s office. Aside from the fact that anyone living anywhere near Kemer would have long ago become immune to the surprise of seeing people having sex in public, I refuse to believe that this statue got built in its entirety without anyone noticing what was going on. Unless of course everyone is so desensitised that at first they just thought the statue was two Kemer inhabitants going about their normal business, and paid it no special attention. Now that I might believe. But the “oh my, I can’t believe the people in the statue are doing something sexual” sentiment is just laughable. Please, like you don’t see that sort of thing ten times a day in Kemer anyway. Sheesh, that’s what Kemer’s all about! Love it or leave it.

I know, I know, I haven’t been around much this week. This time of year is extremely busy for me, what can I say? But I’ll make more of an effort next week, I promise. The weather is calming down a bit, and I have a lot on the agenda, so you can look forward to quite a few photo posts.

Meanwhile, enjoy this week’s bazaar finds.

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Shirt full of nonsense, version one…

… and version two, with a twist of pedophilia.

Except you have to pay your own travel costs, which… I don’t know where you live, but my city isn’t a holy anything.

Ah, so that’s where they get the money to make these shirts. (see, I told you nothing was holy here!)

Fear isn’t the only thing he’s missing.

When she hooks up with Fearles Man, they are…. 100% completely stoppable.

Molce & Gabbana, boo-ya.

Me personally, I normally go in the toilet, but you know, we’re all different.

They are going in the university!!!

If you want to see more of these, the bazaar archive is here, and you can get yourself kitted out in the latest Turklish fashions at the store. Enjoy your Thursday!