Is matching items to get the perfect outfit so different from matching men and women to get the perfect couple? Aren’t similar principles applied to both? We know that an all black is always a success, that a an evening dress calls for elegant heels, a dull outfit would be remembered if accessorized properly, leather goes perfectly with organic textile and it goes on and on. 

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It’s a beautiful place we went to this weekend, it’s got a high-end pool area and a restaurant, a wine celery and glamorous rooms to stay the night. Outside of the walls, it’s a village, the most left behind village you can ever imagine. I fed two dogs with something I bought from a place licensed to sell food to people and to be honest I was a bit afraid the dogs would be poisoned by that. I told my mother: 

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Ruins are the best ground for building a masterpiece. If that’s true, then the place I’m in has got a lot of fucking potential. And today, I’m not looking for beautiful places to take pics, today I’m simply walking the streets and stopping at a building that resembles all others. I always admired the color black. It has sobriety, personality, it’s got the necessary and the sufficient, in a word-everything. When in doubt, you have to know that all-black guarantees impeccable style. And let’s hope that Coco Chanel was right, and if dressed impeccably, they won’t remember the clothes of a woman or the ruins surrounding her, just the woman. Continue Reading

It’s so wonderfully easy to do a photoshoot on a snowy day. Any look goes. As a kid, I remember, I used to love snow, all of us did. It was like snow carried happiness in itself. It’s one of the few absolutely beautiful things that do not carry a battlefield within. It’s neutral. It makes no demands on us whatsoever. It’s just there. It erases everything superfluous. There are no roads. No choices to make. Continue Reading