I sat for an hour and waited in a café nearby, just off Rue de Rivoli, which is like the longest, straightest road in Paris. Or that’s how I remember it anyway. I wrote postcards to a few people I miss (my grandad) and then knocked on her door, books in hand just before eleven. Vanessa always looks almost as though she hasn't tried, in a good, effortless way. You can tell she loves each and every piece she wears and she absolutely nails her individual personal style.
No sooner than i am in the door, two credit cards with post-it notes with scribbled on pins are in my hand and I’m out again. Bank run. I have to pay Thomas the rent for the office on Monday, so need to go pick it up. I get all the little admin jobs added on to my day to save those two time, like banking, post, expenses etc. Let me tell you about Thomas though cause thats way more interesting than stamps and notes. He's the Creative Director of a French men’s magazine called Paradis which we share our office with. It’s a really good substance men's mag, a big notch above the average and cause it’s only published twice a year it's has a really heavy focus on the quality of everything that goes in it. The photography is what stood out to me most, they’ve done some really cool shoots by really big dog photographers. J'adore their gritty nude shoot with London girl, Daisy Lowe . Brave. Girl.
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♥Anyway, i pecked Vanessa a goodbye, handed her the schedule for the shows I’d put together last night and right now she’ll be somewhere in the sky on her way to NYC, which kicks off on Thursday. I wish I was going but hopefully I’ll be covering Paris early March which I’m stoked about. Fashion week is better than christmas. fact.
This afternoon I have spent at my own apartment, for once, cause it was empty and still raining heavy outside. I pulled together some more designer archives from Comme, Hussein Chalayan and Yohji Yamamoto, which all go into inspiration files for Vanessa to see next week. It’s a real time consuming job and sometimes I feel like banging my head against the wall but it’s so satisfying when it’s done and the images are printed, filed and stashed away. The shows are always a really good point of reference with styling and it’s mega important to know what is going on here, there and everywhere, right from the first ever shows through to this seasons. It's the same as knowing your friends phone numbers off by heart, but with clothes instead and about a million more to learn.
I’m not sure if it’s because I’m in Paris, a city where hands are held and hearts are stolen easily but it really is just so romantic. Almost sickeningly sometimes. I have never seen so many happy couples and I seem to be constantly dreaming about my happy ever after with some imaginary French lover. Thing is, I have got a bit of a long-time fashion crush on veils. I always have something in my hair whether it's ribbon, clips, flowers or a new hair rinse but right now all I want is some kind of veil, a net even. ♥ I used to love playing dress up with my mum’s wedding gown and veil and I used to make her take pictures of me in it to see whether I was growing into it. It hasn’t been on for years now mind but veils are something i really do love. So, when I stumbled across Comme des Garcons Spring 05 collection this avo, I nearly stopped breathing.
So see for yourself, I will not write words because I nothing I say can do them justice, they are actual beauty.
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♥I am sold. Head over heels, totally in love with them all. I honestly dread the day I decide to get married, my mum should probably shoot herself now or start ordering lace samples asap because I want the laciest, longest, most beautiful hand-stitched vintage veil to walk down to my French fiancé in.
God, I sound like such a girl.
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http://www.paradismagazine.com/
