Newly obsessed with this illustrator & saving these to make up a gallery wall in my new apartment.
We had no idea what the future held for us in that big, bustling, intimidating city. We knew only that whatever it was, we would make it ours and revel in it, bathe ourselves in its neon, rub ourselves raw on its cobblestones, polish ourselves in our reflections in its store windows. We were young, we were new, we were the red blood cells the body of the city needed to flow in the circulatory system of its future. Without us, the city would wither and wrinkle and get old. With us, New York remained forever young. - NY Times
Officially need this print for my next apartment.
—Rick Owens in the October 2013 Harper’s Bazar
Fate is for the broken, the selfish, the simple, the lost and the forever lonely - a distant light comes no closer, nor ever completely disappears. - Everything Beautiful Begins Again by Simon Van Booy
"I’m very scared sometimes that fashion might attack its own magic by the amount of exposure," he says. "Is this normal, the speed of fashion?" They say there are too many shows, but the nature of fashion is to have it exposed in that moment of ecstasy.
"In the ’90s, when a designer showed something, you had the patience to wait until it was in the stores," he continues. "That had a lot of romance and mystique to it. If you want something and you have to wait for it, you enjoy it, probably, longer. If it’s just thrown at you the moment you like it, how much are you still going to desire it."
-Raf Simons in Harper’s Bazaar, September 2013