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January 29th, 2010
The Bloody First Communion Dress…
Dress: Valentino. Gargoyle earrings: Delfina Delettrez, Photo: Gilles Bensimon
Let me tell a story about the white Valentino dress.
Last fall, in Paris, I sat next to one of the most deliciously, intelligent, and splendidly dressed gentlemen at the Miu Miu dinner in Paris. Ahhhh. I melt with the memory. It was delicious for me because we got to speak about why we wear the things we wear when we wear them. It’s not as shallow as it sounds… You could learn some things in conversations like that. Like the fact that Burano in Venice, is where all the lace is made as opposed to Murano where all the glass is made… Any way we got to the topic of where lace is made, because in Venice last summer, during the biennale, the one thing I got myself was a lace collar that I HAD to buy, because it reminded me of my mother. I wore it to Dasha’s birthday party…
But this gentleman was making the point that certain things in our memories especially from our childhood has an effect on the choice of things we wear from day to day… subconsciously. My example being this collar that I pinned with a safety pin whilst wearing only a bustier, only because I had to buy it (because it reminded me of my mother) and because I had to wear it; NOW! My mother is also guilty of such things, like wearing the same dress two days in a row. Her reasoning being, “ I love this dress so much, what if I die tomorrow…” I swear her EXACT words.
Anyway the crotchet part conjured up things like, I’m named Shala, because (more…)
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October 29th, 2009
Oh Doha!!!
First things first, the airport is impecable. All the male officers in crisp white thobe: (Fashion moment, I want one!). These men covered from head to toe in spotless white makes me love this country already. I am of the belief that nurses, waiters, doctors ect. should wear white that way you can tell that they are always clean, fullstop. Side note I’m always weary of waiters who wear black. I won’t say anymore you can use your imagination.
Ok, so the immigration officers are friendly! Huh? Read my post lower about “The Sheltering Sky”. Extremely friendly and kind I need say no more.
I arrive at my hotel Al-Sharq Palace and I’m asked by the Indian porter, “May I have your sweet name”. (For those who know, it reminded me of one of the main characters in Shantaram) They kill you with grace here. As if that wasn’t enough two black men who open the doors to let me in say, “Welcome my sister”. I want to move here. At least a couple of months, it could be heaven. I’m dying to see the Museum of Islamic Art. Where does all this grace and serenity come from I’m sure their art will tell.
The lobby smells like Jesus’ birth scene in Bethlahem. You know how the Three Kings brought him Frankincence and Myrrh.
I am seated for check-in and proptly given a small cup of “Arabic coffee”. It tastes like nothing I’ve ever had. Not much like coffee, I can’t describe. Check-in is a breeze and then I’m taken to my room which I am completely delighted with, it’s on the ocean…
must go to city center, (I needed phone charger) but if you're a shop-a-holic beware. I bought this little portable I-pod speaker (beach utility) at the super-market there, among other things... didn't I ask for the Amazon???
At the opening of the Doha Tribeca Film Festival at the Museum of Islamic Art designed by I.M Pei. The woman next to me lives in Doha and is a T.V writer. Oh and my dress is Prada. My necklace has a story that involves Delfina Delettrez.
Those lovely security guards I mentioned.
The moon seems closer to the earth here.
Americans getting festive in Doha.
Undeniable elegance...
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October 2nd, 2009
Delfina Delettrez
Silver spider bracelet with pearls and gold bracelet with pearls and diamonds
I stopped by Delfina Delettrez’ jewelry presentation in Paris and there is so much to be desired. Jewelry can be bought at Collette’s in Paris, Calypso in St.Barths and at her store in Rome.
Delfina, a 21 year old mother began her business while pregnant.
