On my want list: Margiela the Hermès Years. This book accompanies the exhibition of the same name at Antwerp’s MoMu (opens today!), which we’ll no doubt be reading lots about in the coming weeks. (more…)
When I was growing up, there was nothing less appealing than the idea of suburbia, being stuck on the fringes, peering in on the action. If you lived in the suburbs of London, your main life goal was to get the hell out as soon as possible. In fact, I grew up in West London, but in a way that had its own feeling of torpid detachment. I was desperate for the
seedy exotic bright lights of Soho, at that time the epicenter of creative cool and a glowing beacon of potential. Potential of what exactly, it didn’t matter, just something more exciting than my mundane teen (non)existence. In that sense, you could even say that being a teenager, wherever you live, is like being in an alternative suburbia. So near to where you want to be – independent, in demand – yet so far.
Now, in a funny volte-face, London is turning inside out. The outskirts are becoming desirable destinations with endless construction sites and transport-links-in-progress that represent fresh, gleaming possibility. In turn, the centre of London is emptying of locals, as our beloved pubs, caffs and nightclubs are bulldozed for behemoth Shards and Gherkins. Should we stay or should we go? Or should we simply retreat into the safe suburbia of our nostalgic imaginations…?
Blouse and trousers, Vilshenko///Boots: Aeyde
Blouse, Vilshenko///Earrings, I am by Ileana Makri
T-shirt, Champion/// trousers, Vilshenko/// earrings, Magdalena Frackowiak//ring, Sarah & Sebastian
Sweatshirt, Peter Jensen
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