Compulsive behaviour

      Aude and I always try to find interesting walls and surprisingly, London is full of amazing and colourful ones, even in the most unexpected places.

This wall belongs to a building site, as perfect housewives, we thought of hanging out linen on a washing line, to complete the geometry.
Washing lines can be very boring but often reveals people’s privacy, personality, and even intimacy.
      This blog started as a fashion and artistic adventure, it turns out to give us a different eyesight to our city.

grey jumper : Zara | skirt : H&M | shoes : Zara | necklace : Zara | Bag : Dior | fox fur : vintage


Premeditated Flurry

  Today we went to Sainsbury's (kensington, London) with our heart balloons and festive clothes... not really appropriate to do the grocery  shopping….but you know what, here, you can do anything you want and nobody is really shocked ! After this flamboyant entry, we went to the ladies rest room, knowing how kitsch the place was, to do the photoshoot. Every ten seconds, a woman was coming in, it was like a “hive” ; I discovered that a lot of women of all ages were using the loo during their shopping trip to Sainsbury's !!! How strange for me who always say to my children “hold on, in five minutes we’ll be home…”
We only had one loo visitor's comment “oh! Is this for Valentine’s day ?” I wanted to answer “why, do I look like father christmas?”…
    Anyway, each year I have mixed feelings about valentine’s day….
My masculine part of the brain thinks “this day is so commercial ! There ’s nothing in February, so let’s create a commercial theme to which everyone could relate to and spend money on…” or it’s like a bad American romantic comedy where Love  stories begin on Valentine’s day, how convenient !!!.
And my feminine part of the brain which secretly wishes for something to happen on that day….any sign that would indicate that I’m unique, desired, loved !
Even though my masculine side is obviously reasonable, I would like to say to all the boys, men, male, aliens, to be creative, inventive, DO SOMETHING !!!!  
      Happy valentine’s day to you all !!!!!  S.D.

satin playsuit : Topshop | shoes : Louboutin | necklace : H&M | crocodile bracelet : H&M | Dior bag


The Carotene Bloodshed

    I never totally recovered from the fabulous elevator scene in the mesmerising crime-thriller film "Drive'. There are few movie scenes I would describe as transcendental, and this is one of them, because I feel elevators are great for building tension and no matter what someone will die as a result. I always admire a creative work that accomplishes the beauty in art by encompassing both the beautiful and the sublime. Refu accomplishes this with "Drive". What is even more amazing is that he does so with one scene within the film. (watch the scene here)

    An elevator is something people use everyday at home, at work or in a shopping centre. What could possibly go wrong? You're forced into an enclosed space with a load of strangers and there's only one rule: no talking. Attempting conversation in an elevator is like eating food in the loo: just not right. So people just stand there – staring ahead, uneasily waiting for their floor. Add to that the perennial fear of something going wrong, of being the victim helplessly trapped inside an inescapable box that is dangling on a wire and you've got one of the most awkward situations in everyday life (these are the reasons I am great fan of stairs).
This is what makes the lift perfect for cinema. What better way of hiking up the tension than by throwing your characters together in a metal box with no windows. 

    Anyway, in an attempt to tame my claustrophobic nature I decided to express my fascination for this moving object by photographing the bloodless killing of a bunch of carrots. (A.D)

skirt : H&M | white shirt : Tara Jarmon | shoes : Zara | perl necklaces : vintage |
rings : Chanel, De Beers, Vintage