It is rather rare that I publish a campaign on my blog. So rare in fact that I can remember the one time I did (it was quite a while ago and Jil Sander). Quite surprising, if you ask me. Most campaigns at least equal the quality of editorials and their commercial intention is not substantially different, except for the presence of the label. More often than not they deserve a second glance, just like this picture from the Edun campaign shot by the designer herself, Danielle Sherman. I love the minimalistic approach: a black and white picture shot in profile, simple styling and the renunciation of any storytelling whatsoever.
When I started working in fashion, I remember how startled I was when my colleagues perused the first twenty pages of Vogue with much more excitement and attention than the rest of the magazine. Until then, I was used to astonishment when not complaints from pretty much everyone around me when they had to fight their way through the seemingly countless pages of advertisement. My colleagues, on the other hand, were often times much more in awe of the level of production behind these pictures than any editorial that followed suit. Now, that is what I call a change of perspective.
Image: Danielle Sherman
Just when you thought that this place is deserted…
In all honesty: I wouldn’t blame you if you were this close to drop me a line and say that I „shouldn’t have bothered really and create this blog, a napkin would have suited your purpose perfectly well“. In some way your word would have carried more truth than you would probably think. Because even under pressure, even at gun point, I would have barely made it and scribbled down a few words. Not that they would have made sense anyway. The thing is that I had company. Not the good kind of company. Hello summer flu!
This „thing“ is a paradox in itself. It shouldn’t exist. And yet, it does exist. I am not going into details here. I am just going to say that being in a delirium for a week while the most beautiful weather is laughing straight in your face is pure torture.
Now I come slowly back to my senses and start to feel like a human being. Sitting here on a balmy summer night, all windows open, being lucid and putting words together (in a coherent way!) makes me kind of happy. Even the fact that my neighbor has brought out his precious 90s CD collection and celebrates a Goerge Michael & Phil Collins revival, well, even that doesn’t make me flinch at all. This is what recovery does to you. And the meds.
In spite of the bleak appearance of this post, it is much more of a big-sigh-and-rolling-up-my-sleeves-kind-of-spirit.
I raise my water glass to you and your patiency and I truly hope that you are spending a splenid summer. Here is to more posts in the next days…
Image: Ryan Michael Kelly
It is hard to believe that just a few days ago I walked my old and beloved paths in Paris. All of a sudden I found myself in the preparation of big event and everything that happened during these nine days seems very far away. My mind can be currently compared to a battle field where huge tasks encounter tiny details. One of these moments where it is probably wise to take a deep breath and just try to work things out…
The state of mind I was in last week has nothing to do with this picture. However, this is going to change from tomorrow on and I will hopefully spend a good amount of time sitting in the jardin du Luxumbourg doing pretty much nothing (except maybe being hooked on the roman I have just purchased). Yes, I am going to visit my much beloved Paris and yes, I am looking very much forward to every single second. The fact that I am able to see my friends makes me over the moon happy, I really miss them a lot. But before I get all bleary eyed, let me say a quick „Au revoir!“ and let’s meet in a week, okay? And for those of you who want to see what I am up to, visit my Instagram feed and follow me along…
„I just tried to liken a ruffle to Kafka. I’m going to sleep.“
The Man Repeller in a recent tweet.
Image: Style by Kling
Looking very much forward to the next few days. Not many plans were made, except meeting a bunch of friends, and I couldn’t be happier about that. Always enjoying it when the days ahead are empty and when I’m able to decide everything on a whim*. Hope you are having a great time as well, wherever you are, whatever you do…
*Well, maybe not totally on a whim. If that was the case, my dear friends, I would find myself somewhere south drinking my first glass of wine in front of a lovely restaurant. Let’s not even touch on the bitter truth.
Image: Saul Leiter
This picture found on the beautiful tumblr coffee stained cashmere almost makes me want to base my decisions uniquely on the look of the product, so everything can fit together perfectly. Maybe this is going „a bit“ too far, and yet: from time to time I can’t help but think that making my bathroom visually as streamlined as this would be quite fantastic.
In case you were wondering: black q-tips are an actual thing, at least in Japan. And they say you can learn nothing from blogs.
Just a quick post to wrap up the weekend and it just seems right to throw in some black and white action.
Images: (1) Karim Sadli (2) unknown
Running a bit late with the sequel due to an impromptu dinner invitation and a House of Cards marathon (if you haven’t already heard about it, here is the trailer; now don’t blame me if you spend the weekend glued to your television screen). Hope you guys have a lovely Saturday and see ya tomorrow!
Image: David Sims
Lately I can’t help but think that there is a certain something about (slightly) tousled hair…