Showing posts with label paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paris. Show all posts

Friday, March 30, 2012

When Paris Smiles in Spring

How to recapture some of the surprise and wonder of your inner child? Fall madly, fiercely in love with Paris this springtime.

Image: Here I am looking as mad as a humming bird, and as you all know, humming birds aren't fashionable, stylish nor chic. 'You see, you're an artist, and not quite right in the head,' said the humming bird to me. Image via Fashionistable

Monday, February 20, 2012

Fancy Feet

My friends and I passed the afternoon on Saturday colouring our worn shoes and nibbling on aged cheese. After hours of shoe colouring, two bottles of French wine and sweet laughter. C, my childhood friend, suggested we hang the freshly painted footwear in the lone tree outside her house, like artworks in the Mona Bismarck Foundation in Paris.

'Winter is so dull', she told us. 'One must be creative in this season even if it means colouring one's shoes a bright neon/orange, and hanging them in the tree to startle the equally dull neighbours'. We all laughed merrily at this, like children.





First and third images were taken outside the shows at Paris couture week.The second image was taken on Saturday. Trust everyone had a nice weekend. Here's to a positive week. xx

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Paris Haute Couture Day 1


Another image of me arriving at the shows
by Kuba Dabrowski for WWD.

What are you all up to this weekend? I plan on doing a bit of drawing, piano playing for friends after Sunday dinner, out for a silent walk in the countryside early Saturday morning, a spot of fashion/ art magazine reading after tea on Saturday, ballet dancing Sunday afternoon with sister dearest. Look forward to catching up on all your lovely blogs next week xx

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The Tall Dancer

For the dancers amongst you. I purchased this piece at an auction in April. I adore shoes and fashion as many of you know, but I am in love with dancing and art. This tall dancer made of exotic wood is the underneath of the understory of gracefulness and the aesthetics. I do hope everyone is happy and bouncing;-)

Image: Tall Dancer, 1930, Hagenauer, Vienna.