Essential


4ème. Le Marais.
Lumiere d’hiver is the result of a clear winter sunrise, where I stood watching its radiance with downy feathers floating from the loose curls on my hair. Our wispy troupe was wending its way home in a particularly poetic state of dishevelment. Ending a night that would be remembered quite beautifully.

Style


6ème. Saint Germain-des-Près.
Jour d’automne was inspired by a poem, a painting, and a fall afternoon as the time changed and the yellows, greens and browns of fallen leaves surrounded my window, somehow strange and poetic, somehow inspiring and timeless all at once.

Volume


7ème. Palais-Bourbon, Central Paris.
Fleurs de Temps was inspired by
a Sunday morning walk to the Rue Cler market. Springtime, with colors blossoming by the riverbank, the sweeping expanse of sky above, wind blowing in my hair, and the aroma of a timeless flower.

Moisture


16ème. Bois de Boulogne, Trocadero.
L’eau de Mare was inspired by a decadent summer pool party. Wearing a white ruffled dress and strappy sandals, with sultry hair, there I celebrated the beauty, simplicity and the hedonism of an intimate conversation while bathed in sunlight.