EVERY YEAR around this time, we round up the essence of summer in a moodboard we like to call The Last of the Summer Whites. It's a bittersweet time, for we know that nothing lasts forever, but even still, we wish that time would slow down just a little, so that summertime could stay just a little while longer...
ONE OF THE THINGS we perfected in Spain (and by “we” I mean P) is the tortilla, a cosy potato omelet, which is what we made this weekend. We also made another one of our favourite dishes, Chickpea & Kale Shakshouka―it was terribly rainy, so comfort food seemed like just the thing.
In this age of noise, newness, visual information overload; in the ever-evolving fashion platform where you have access to everything I still find it absolutely amazing the fact that style is still stronger than just fashion in this world full of influencers, bloggers and instagrammers.
“Camp taste is a kind of love, love for human nature. It relishes, rather than judges, the little triumphs and awkward intensities of 'character.' Camp taste identifies with what it is enjoying. People who share this sensibility are not laughing at the thing they label as ‘a camp’ they're enjoying it. Camp is a tender feeling.”