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Style, Art, Champagne. Who could ask for more?

In a dark classroom, filled with wooden desks and dim laptop screens, I found myself slowly dozing off to slides of Monet. My Art History class was a compulsory module in order to take my Film Studies class at Columbia NYC that summer; but at the mere age of 16 I had a massive lack of appreciation for art; I regretfully admit that I was more interested in the gift store at the MoMa. Rest assured, much has changed over the last five years and through some sort of midnight epiphany, I found a love for art when I did a hop, skip and jump over to London. Imagine my glee when I got to attend the Lumas: Art Now launch last week. (Beyond belief in case you haven’t caught on)

I don’t think art is something you stare at blankly on a prescribed marking on the floor and attempt to reach some sort of internal enigma. Rather art is relatable, or rather it should be. At the risk of preaching a Theory of Knowledge syllabus at you (holla at my fellow IB’ers) art is a matter of perception; a personal matter. What makes it worth hanging up on your wall or gawking over at Frieze or ignoring completely, I don’t know, but all the same, it’s thought provoking. To even have this discussion, art should be accessible, which was the goal of the Lumas: Art Now launch – Limited editions print in small sizes available for your gifting/consuming pleasure.

Top: It’s a bodysuit from Topshop, Pants: ASOS, Shoes: Vintage Chanel, Belt: Old (my mother’s actually, same as the shoes), Bag: Chanel, Sunglasses: Sunday Somewhere (how awesome are these?)

Parallax Image 1: Flamingo Kids 1 by Sebastian Mader

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For my very first birthday, my mother had the dress of any little girl made – a maroon poof of velvet. Jumping for joy with frilly white socks on my two little feet and a bow in my hair, I was, as the videos and photos revealed, as sassy at the mere age of one, as I am at the not so mere age of twenty-one.

(I have also confirmed my suspicions that the bow was not in my hair as some sort of ‘adorable little girl accessory’, but rather was placed there as a constant reminder that although my hair style at the time brought to mind that of a little boy, I was very much so far from that…. Wonderful) Even then, at the age of one, I shared many little secrets with my mother, the first one being the carefully added details to what seemed to be an ordinary red dress. In true fairy tale fashion, Disney or otherwise, my mother had tiny silver jingle bells stitched in to the inside bottom hem of my birthday outfit.

The results were nothing short of magical, or at least so I choose to remember. With every twirl, leap and jump there was a small jingle jingle jingle – Magic. When you can feel the kind of happiness I’m sure I felt at that moment in time, it never really leaves you. For me, that feeling of magic reappears when I wear velvet (It would explain my obsession with velvet as well I suppose) I’m not sure when the next time I wear a maroon velvet frock will be (you never know?) but velvet overalls seem to be the next best.

Back to the books. See ya.

Shirt: Uniqlo

Overalls: Claudie Pierlot

Necklace: Gift

Shoes: Casadei

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