photo facebook.jpg    photo instagram.jpg    photo twitter.jpg    photo pinterest-1.jpg


Saturday, 31 December 2011

Highlights from 2011

I've got so many things to be thankful for in 2011: people I've met, places I've seen and all that's in-between. When I reflect on the past 12 months, I can hardly believe that so many things have happened. After a roller-coaster of a year, I'm certainly ready for 2012!

Some highlights include:
the second birthday of Les Garçons de Glasgow, spending time with friends (old and new), seeing Blondie, Robyn and Kelis at Lovebox, visiting Daniel in Hackney (many times), the birth of my niece, Sophia, photographing Fashion Month around the world, directing my first fashion film, being nominated for a Scottish Fashion Award, travelling the UK for the Cruise Street Style Project, showing my first exhibition in Paris, meeting many new friends at Jim Haynes' Dinners, having time to paint, draw and see art, moving apartments 5 times and ending up in Paris.





Wednesday, 21 December 2011

The Big Cats

This month I've kept going back to a number of things. These include, but are not limited to, strong coffee whilst filming the next installments of 'Superior Interior', trying to figure out the most interesting routes around Paris on bike and watching Lana Del Rey's Born to Die video on repeat.


In November I visited Ménagerie du Jardin des Plantes which has a small collection of exotic animals in a zoo. This, along with watching entirely too much 'Planet Earth' on the BBC, has led to a current obsession with big cats. If you've been following my Tumblr you will have seen this post coming, but it all came to a head with the help of Yoann Lemoine aka Woodkid.

Being the director of the 'Born to Die' video, I'm holding Woodkid accountable for the stunning art direction, which includes the use of tigers in a cathedral setting. There is not one frame in the short film which is unnecessary, with the storyboard played out to perfection. I feel like there's more than just a love affair between the main characters on screen but also cross-culturally between France and the United States of America. Lana Del Rey is a lover of French architecture (she never shuts up about 'Chateau Marmont' in West Hollywood) and Parisian Woodkid has made it no secret of his love of America - New York is his second home and his song 'Brooklyn' clearly spells this out. Add in a couple of tigers and you've got one very happy garçon.


Tuesday, 20 December 2011

Spring Suspense with A.P.C.


I've never had too much of a knowledge of A.P.C.

When traveling to Paris, its founding city, I always had a gander at the store on Rue Vieille du Temple as each time I visited I found some kind of jacket or shirt that inspired me for the rest of the season. If I consider what I liked most, it's colour that springs to mind. The range of pastels, jewel and muted tones are quite unique in menswear and it's this that has brought me back time and again.

Now we're only days away from Christmas (how did this happen?) and I now have my super red winter wool jumper, I'm actually rejecting all things winter and find myself attracted to the new. Although wearing some short shorts may be a little premature, I don't think busting out a pair of pale bleach jeans and tennis shoes would be too frowned upon...let's just hope it doesn't snow...or fact no precipitation at all, please.


Cashmere Sweater, 250€
Clean Cut Shirt, 130€
Standard Bleach Jean, 134€
Block Backpack, 150€
Tennis Shoes, 190€

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Another Eiffel Tower Photo

The Eiffel Tower must be one of the most photographed landmarks around the world, up their with Times Square and Big Ben. For many it represents the epitome of romanticism and on the flip side, vulgarity (ask any born and bred Parisian). I've never been one to idolise city iconography, preferring the quiet unwritten and undocumented backstreets which are much more reflective of real community and culture in a place.

Although I feel reluctant to join the masses of tourists and whip out my camera when I'm in the vicinity of Paris' most recognisable structure, I made an exception this week. The West side of the left bank is an area I rarely walk but passing by the inconceivably huge mass of iron, I couldn't resist but photograph it. The air was so crisp and the sky so blue, I got a real sense of why people are overwhelmed by emotion. My lasting memories of Paris in Autumn 2011 may not be defined by the Eiffel Tower, but it'll certainly be nestled there between warm croissants and streets lined with burnt orange leaves.