It is so often that I hear a song for the first time, find a film that moves me, read a book with observations that tingle, stumble across a pair of shoes that can transform me or find a quote that feels so resonant and at that exact point in time, at that part of that film or that particular ensemble on that catwalk, something evokes me. I realise I’ve tripped up on a second or moment in life that I want to keep stored away in my own personal library.
Welcome to my brain, my wonderland of mish mash nothingness and everything Stylishly Fashionable … x x x
The Definition of a Dandizette…
Born in the late 1800’s, the Dandizette, similarly coined the Quaintrelle or Cointrelle, were the female of the Dandy;
A Dandy is a clothes-wearing Man, a Man whose trade, office and existence consists in the wearing of Clothes. Every faculty of his soul, spirit, purse, and person is heroically consecrated to this one object, the wearing of Clothes wisely and well: so that the others dress to live, he lives to dress … And now, for all this perennial Martyrdom, and Poesy, and even Prophecy, what is it that the Dandy asks in return? Solely, we may say, that you would recognise his existence; would admit him to be a living object; or even failing this, a visual object, or thing that will reflect rays of light….
Sounds abundantly indulgent, profusely vain and guiltily fabulous…