MESMERIZED IN A VORTEX OF PARISIAN CHIC
I just returned back to San Francisco after enveloping myself for a month in Paris and a few other European cities that immediately stole my heart. Paris is no stranger to me, and every time I’m there, my mind and creativity elevates to new capsules of chic magnitude. The majestic mental transitions that occur simply by observing architectural masterpieces, the elegant way of life, and of course Parisian street fashion, can only serve as a vortex through which to lose yourself in the vast beauty of this historically glamorous city.
The beginning of my summer in Europe served as an opportune time to break away, expand my mind, and design my next pieces. I spent my first week in Paris paying attention to layers of street interactions involving fabrics, silhouettes, and designer brands – the psychological depth behind the clothes we wear. My consumption was confronted by a sea of emotions that spelt out the word ‘CHIC’ in big bold letters, no matter which way I looked. It was marvelous, sexy, and addictive.
I spent many intimate evenings with my Parisian friends at dinners, dancing, and just enjoying a glass or two of wine outside. If you’ve spent time in Paris, you already know that when you sit outside, you typically sit next to each other and face the street, so you can watch the live show of art, fashion, and life… dreamingly wandering right past you. Through these ‘shows’ and my interactions I became more in tune to how Parisians ‘Look Feel Lead’ their lives with so much sexual confidence and elegance. It was beautiful. And of course the minimalist form of living exuded ‘Less Is More’ from every angle - an art of living that I believe produces happiness and purpose.
My senses were constantly heightened, and I was enjoying every instance of it. In the afternoons, I would find myself with a sketchbook alongside the Seine in a café, or sitting somewhere on a city bench, passed by endless pedestrians. The effortless looks on the streets continued to inspire me in how they transpired into function, beauty, and form. And then it dawned on me that my dE ROSAIRO woman needed two more essentials in her wardrobe – a pair of slick black pants and the perfect pencil – marking the continuation of our ‘Look Feel Lead’ chapter by way of Parisian chic. Back in the studio, the search has begun for luxe soft hand fabrications that encapsulate the perfect silhouette of sexy, salty, and serious. I’m excited for what I have in store for you. Are you?