I loved celebrating Chinese New Year when growing up in Hong Kong. The week vacation off school, the dragon dances, the fireworks, the little red envelopes with piggy-bank-savings-material. Good times… Fourteen years later, only in Paris (and minus the little red envelopes), I got to relive these ancient traditions and childhood memories.
Dali was crazy. Crazy brilliant. I wish I could say that I can look at Dali’s work and know what he was thinking when painting it. And yet, even after seeing almost 200 pieces of his work, I am still just as confused and regrettably normal.
We’re all superwoman at one point or another. We’re the world’s best jugglers. With the ability to fulfill several different roles and to do 100 things at once, we should really get more credit where it’s due. We’re the heroines of every day life, and more powerful than what meets the eye.
As I spend a lazy Friday afternoon sniffling against a cold, and sipping green tea; I find myself watching reruns and old movies. Cliche as it may be, Annie Hall is one I return to time and time again. Annie Hall’s style has been referenced so often, you could say she is the icon when it comes to androgynous dressing. But her style would be nothing without the quirkiness and eccentricity that comes from being a female role in a Woody Allen film. The men’s button downs, wide legged trousers, thick rimmed tortoise rims… all copied and replayed by anyone who claims themselves fashionable. But it’s the fact that nobody else sounds that cool using the word ‘neat’, that makes her so memorable.
This past Thursday I took a bus from campus down to the nice fancy part of town where I felt like royalty for an afternoon in the company of the master, Yves Saint Laurent.Well, fine, it wasn’t exactly with the real person seeing as the world unfortunately lost the great visionary back in 2008. But I did enjoy the company of his legacy: his most beautiful creations exhibited by the Fundación Mapfre and Fondation Pierre Berge, his long time partner in crime.
On the 10th of June they inaugurated the museum dedicated to probably the greatest Spanish designer of all: Cristobal Balenciaga. The museum is in none other than the designer’s home town. A gorgeous, picturesque, fishing boat town, also known as Getaria, on the coast of the Basque Country. This is where I spent my Saturday.