DirrtyGlam #29

Check out the cover story on Sophomore and the article on Alexander Wang written by me!

The january issue is coming out soon!

http://www.dirrtyglam.com/

Carrier Woman

Polka Dots

Nice to see how a black on black outfit can still be fun with the right amount of polka dots. And I mean, if Bobby D can pull it off, so can everyone else right?

"She was a redhead, and fun"

That's what the late congressman Herb Klein said about Rose Mary Woods, Nixon's secretary. "Redhead, and fun", he said simply... as if the two words were inseperable, like being a redhead inevitably led to being fun. From bold orange to deep ruby red, redheads manage to grab people's attention within a five mile radius (depending on the shade). In fact, only one strand of this girl's hair was in my peripheral vision when I automatically turned to point my camera at her. However, what Klein perceives as fun, I see differently: this particular redhead was an odd mixture of fierceness, passion and serenity. The kind of girl that makes the men go crazy... and the women go to the colorist.

Why don't you smile and get dimples on your face?

DIRRTY GLAM #28

The november issue on DG is out! I am particularly exited about this one because I got to do an interview with JOSEPH ARTHUR. I'll write a special post about it soon, so you guys can get the english version of the interview. If you want to know more about JULIEN MACDONALD, you can also check out the article I wrote on him on www.dirrtyglam.com.

The Halloween Spirit

I've just had the most horrific week. I've had trouble meeting deadlines for the magazine, struglled with work for uni, and watched my computer crash yet another time. I chose to blame it on the Halloween Spirit.

I made up this theory that during the week following the evil Holiday, things are bound to go wrong. I have to admit this theory is very closely linked to the fact that my landlady threatened to kick me out the morning after the Halloween Housewarming I threw at my place... Evil landlady! How could she ever think we were anything but peaceful little angels, don't we look like peaceful little angels?

Quynh, Armand, Tofuchilli, Azi

dress: h&m

Tofuchilli, Matthieu

Steph

A week has passed, and today, things seemed to have miraculously fallen into place: which thus justifies my theory. Anyone who agrees with me is free to say so, we'll write a book about it and kick Darwin's ass.

The Chameleon

Model Citizens

Dolled up

Pop Culture

Aye Aye Captain

Feathers and Leather

DirrtyGlam#27

DirrtyGlam is out!!! Wrote two articles: one on Giles and the other one on Thakoon Panichgul. Check it out on DirrtyGlam people!!

Le Rouge et le Noir

Life comes in Shades of Grey, Paris Fashion Week

In A Word Fab

I met Lauren outside of the Junko Shimada show (which I will blog about as soon as I figure out how to upload the freakin video!). Her great personnality was the best thing anyone could have sported during fashion week and it matched her amazing style! In a word...fab

Check out Lauren's blog here

Uptown meets Downtown, Paris Fashion Week

Resurrection

I am back from the dead with thousands and thousands of appologies. September knocked on my door with quite a handful of bad news and I have been trying to sort everything out slowly. September is over now and October can only make me hopeful that my life will get back on track. I have to admit, I haven't been eager to get back to blogging but my friend Armand (special shoutout to my very own Romain Duris) has been complaining about my rarifying posts and I couldn't help but feel guilty about letting my few (but much appreciated) readers down.

So to start off the school year, I thought I'd tell you guys about my weekend purchases.


The japanese brand Uniqlo has opened its third flagship store in Paris last thursday. This -combined with the launch of +J, Jil Sander's capsule collection for Uniqlo, and the insanely low prices (jeans for 10€, cashemere tops for 39,90 €) - has created a major buzz and what seemed to be a riot on Rue Scribe was actually the line of people waiting to get in the fast retail store.

As I am only human after all, I joined the line and waited for my turn to get me some japanese (actually chinese-made... hmmm) frocks. As soon as I got through the massive entrance I witnessed the most unearthly sight: people seemed struck with some kind of frenzy. They had turned into reckless hunters with the strongest intention to capture cashmere tops. Naturally, I did the same (did I mention I was only human?)

Platform bliss

DirrtyGlam #24

Forgot to mention that the 24th issue of DG is out. You can read the article I wrote on Giorgia Capaccioli and the T-shirts she designs on www.dirrtyglam.com. Check out her blog here and her online shop on http://www.styleforstyleshop.com/

The sky is blue, the sun is shining

Taking a break from tanning to inform you all that I am currently in Morocco, enjoying the sun with familly. Consequently, there will be fewer posts I am afraid... I will try to update as much as can though.

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Le deuxième sexe

Yesterday I asked a girl if I could take a picture of her... she was wearing a white lace minidress and a very cool pair of massive sunglasses. She was about to say yes right before her (idiot) boyfriend hastened to refuse. The girl gave me a sorry smile and the couple trotted back home hand in hand. Anf I stood there, completely astounded. I heard feminism was out but come on ladies... pride is still in!

So today I'm listening to angry girl music and reading Simone de Beauvoir's biography. But don't worry, I'm still shaving my legs.

Space Cowboy

Victoria

The background reminded me of that TV show where the characters open a door that leads them to a parallel universe (yes I'm a geek like that). Anyway, love the liberty top and the way it gives the ripped jeans a softer edge.

Bonding in daylight

Elsa

I met Elsa on a sunny afternoon in Paris. I asked if I could take a picture and she kindly agreed. As we were walking down the same road, she ended up telling me she was a photographer from Marseille, I ended up showing her two of my favorite thrift shops. In a city of 2 300 000 inhabitants and many tourists, meeting people seems to be a rather complicated enterprise.

During the day, people work, they're under a lot of stress, they're late for everything, they're gumpy, they're moody... So to relax, people go out at night, they want to meet people. So they'll order a drink to shake the stress off. They'll start talking to the tall blond on their right... but wait... they need another drink... to be funny you know? And then they'll order another one cause... well the joke was funny but now they've run out of things to say and have to do something to avoid looking too akward. And by the sixth drink, you're having the time of your life talking to the tall blond, you forgot his/her name but it's ok cause you'll call him/her "babe" for the rest of the night. The next morning, you'll go to work all stressed out because you didn't get enough sleep but good thing you're going out later that day for a relaxing drink with some friends...

All I'm saying is that in a city where healthy socialising is on the same scale as rocket science, it is quite refreshing to meet a young photographer from Marseille on a sunny Parisian afternoon.

Black Knight

Evens

Short Story

Anna

Blue door

Alex

Stripes and Studs

Old friends

Caroline

Jean

Géraldine

Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Simon and Garfunkel.