Currently reading : fantastic woman
I met Madame Michèle Lamy at the Rick Owens headquarter on a ridiculously hot day. Models were running in and out of the place as the show was 28 hours ahead and the casting was taking place on that same day. In this chaos, there still seemed to exist a few cube meters of peace and reason located in the little backyard/terrace of the HQ. We discussed about the time when she got her fingers tattooed, the same time back when tattooing hands was still illegal in certain american states. We also chatted about publishing during recession times and the quest of Substance. Then I left, inspired and serene.
I can hardly resist posting everything I have tonight, right awayI But I won’t. Hehe.