(Ph. Quentin De Briey)
I take you along my day with a dump of photos and thoughts that cross my mind.
“To have an idea of a woman as a beautiful silhouette — no! I try to respect women.” - la Signora
Month N.3 into the #ruleoffive happened. I bought stuff. And I am still in the game, all good.









On jean jackets and Breton striped shirts
Love
The idea of a Moon Standard Timezone, because imagine being surrounded by the deafening silence of a place empty of people.
Bison steak tartare, fries, and gin martini with a lemon twist is what I would answer to the question: if you had to have your last meal.
Clear, polished, intentional short nails.
The idea of Sex & the City as an artifact of epoch
Bells tolling and seagulls squawking
This Nilla Pizzi song Mille Volte talks about the wind being vorticoso, perfido e mutevole, that is swirling, treacherous, and mutant. It’s a song from the 60s, but those three adjectives sound windy. Sometimes I enjoy lollydalling on words.
What they call bad taste was never accepted in fashion. Fashion is sometimes the place of clichéd beauty, but it’s the cliché of beauty that has to be completely taken away.
Last year I developed a certain interest in knowing more about women in country music. With some help, I listened to podcasts that helped me appreciate the lyrics and learned of all the affinities that attracted me to female composers and performers. And now Beyoncé comes up with Cowboy Carter.
You are going to see me mentioning hickory stripe carpenter vintage pants quite a lot. Until I find them.
Hate
This is a MAXI PSA. We are some 200 days to Election Day, a clusterfuck worse than 2016 and 2020, the crazies are already outta the swamp enraged by the MAGAlomaniac and my anxiety is off the charts. I read the news with extreme caution, not any news, not any outlet, I shield myself from violent shenanigans, I am still processing the damage that those n.45 years have caused my psyche, in other words: I thread REALLY REALLY lightly. Please, I beg of you, be considerate when sharing videos or news election-related. Or, don’t be surprised if I have blocked you, I do care a lot about my mental health.
Have you noticed how beautiful things are spare, volatile, and rarer to experience and get spoiled like milk?
Those clickety-click-click long plastic nails because I cannot NOT think of the amount of dirt and bacteria that squats underneath them.