Posts Tagged: Hermès

Out of Office And Into Place: San Pedro de Atacama

” Mission: to be where I am, even in that deadly serious, ridiculous role— I am the place where creation is working itself out” – Tomas Tranströmer   The pool area of Explora Atacama is always a serene area, ripe

Out of Office And Into Place: San Pedro de Atacama

” Mission: to be where I am, even in that deadly serious, ridiculous role— I am the place where creation is working itself out” – Tomas Tranströmer   The pool area of Explora Atacama is always a serene area, ripe

Fluid Geometricity

What I found when I stepped into the shop was this duality of a dress: a neon number that was not garish, remarkable in its rigid three-dimesionality and yet somehow still fluid as it oozed on my frame like a bouncing tear-drop. The Drip Bounce tunic it is aptly christened, for obvious reasons: as much a box is as outside the box, it bounces with the gait like a slinky. The dress was a case study, as only Miyake knows how, in how colour binary elevates the visual impact of shape.

Fluid Geometricity

What I found when I stepped into the shop was this duality of a dress: a neon number that was not garish, remarkable in its rigid three-dimesionality and yet somehow still fluid as it oozed on my frame like a bouncing tear-drop. The Drip Bounce tunic it is aptly christened, for obvious reasons: as much a box is as outside the box, it bounces with the gait like a slinky. The dress was a case study, as only Miyake knows how, in how colour binary elevates the visual impact of shape.

Impression: Stormrise

Impressionism’s Impression on me in the Windy City and this stormy season of my life…

Impression: Stormrise

Impressionism’s Impression on me in the Windy City and this stormy season of my life…

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

“Past life”…past lives. Indeed, I have been many beings at different times and sometimes all at once. I have been the impetuous and impatient child; I have been the confident teenager and the surreptitiously diffident adult; I have been that girl who couldn’t run between two goalposts had my very existence depended on it and I have inhabited the life of, as my friend Tom christened it, “the Ghanaian Lara Croft”

Slouching Towards Bethlehem

“Past life”…past lives. Indeed, I have been many beings at different times and sometimes all at once. I have been the impetuous and impatient child; I have been the confident teenager and the surreptitiously diffident adult; I have been that girl who couldn’t run between two goalposts had my very existence depended on it and I have inhabited the life of, as my friend Tom christened it, “the Ghanaian Lara Croft”

A Cut Above, Down Under

Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Australia (#MBFWA) just came to a close. What’ that you say? You are not up to speed on your Aussie fashion pantheon and royalty? Oh, my dear, you owe yourself the education. From the laser-sharp, crisp structural precision of Toni Maticevski (a personal favourite I discovered on Moda Operandi some many moons ago), to Michael Lo Sordo’s bias cuts and diaphanous drapery fit for the denizens of Mount Olympus, to even the sometimes sordid and always decadent lace, beading and appliqué workings of Steven Khalil that present an intermingling of levity with weight, the runways Down Under were certainly anything but average, serving full-tilt drama and delight.

A Cut Above, Down Under

Mercedes Benz Fashion Week Australia (#MBFWA) just came to a close. What’ that you say? You are not up to speed on your Aussie fashion pantheon and royalty? Oh, my dear, you owe yourself the education. From the laser-sharp, crisp structural precision of Toni Maticevski (a personal favourite I discovered on Moda Operandi some many moons ago), to Michael Lo Sordo’s bias cuts and diaphanous drapery fit for the denizens of Mount Olympus, to even the sometimes sordid and always decadent lace, beading and appliqué workings of Steven Khalil that present an intermingling of levity with weight, the runways Down Under were certainly anything but average, serving full-tilt drama and delight.

Printed Scarves and Psychological Imprints: Sometimes You Just End Up with a Scarf on Your Head

I was in Houston this past weekend to join my good friend as her “date” to a wedding and true to form took an abundance of photographs. I posted a photo of myself from our Sunday brunch at Houston’s Backstreet

Printed Scarves and Psychological Imprints: Sometimes You Just End Up with a Scarf on Your Head

I was in Houston this past weekend to join my good friend as her “date” to a wedding and true to form took an abundance of photographs. I posted a photo of myself from our Sunday brunch at Houston’s Backstreet