the wonderful world of devils and colour schemes

It’s not like something incredibly exciting might happen on Monday night, especially here in Den Haag! But a strange melancholy is taking over me again, so as a matter of my blogging routine that I seem to develop in such times, I just have to post something…and there’s less than an hour (of expensive hotel internet) to come up with that ‘something’
So with a simple thought of “let’s see what’s on my camera memory card” I discovered a very sparse material for a very charged topic that is cutting deep down into the origin of my melancholy!
Here’s the yellow paint sample from the COS window that I did last week…


….here’s the colour sample of a pink clutch bag which is supposed to match the colour of the tights in the window…



….and here’s a very blurry picture from a week ago!

…and how peculiar that the only three pictures on my camera have the same colour scheme! Or is it me who thinks in colour schemes? Which I guess I must. The entire point of my trip do Den Haag is the training in order to become the visual merchandiser of COS Brussels! Psyched! As I did not really see it coming, or at least not so soon, the news fell on top of my head (and they fell hard, because the decisions I have to make about my clothing brand and any other side projects are irreversible). My initial idea to start working in COS was to be part-time occupied within a field of my interest and to earn some decent ‘sponsoring’ for “origami…” - the brand that I envisioned, worked on for a while, but seen a lot of financial trouble with – so here we loop back to my job at COS. For a moment I felt like I was giving up on something, another moment I felt that I’ve grown a tremendous lot. Now I’m still torn between the two, but with a very positive accent on the fact that if I’ve grown in COS I’ll go all the way and learn every trick of trade to benefit from this great school later when “origami…” will be back.
Well, enough self-praise and extensive chatter over the first two pictures, this is meant to be a melancholic post at the first place… so some day I’ll tell you about the devils…patience, my dears, patience!

landscape mapping and naked lampshades on tuesday afternoon

As neither of the current fashion weeks yields any excitement, I’ve been spending quite a lot of time researching the interior decoration – the topic which was always very close to me( I did doubt a great deal whether to study interior architecture or theatre design!), but it never was so important up until now. Partially because of my new job as a visual merchandiser, partially because of my lovely basement flat in St.-Gilles, my head is preoccupied with all the wonders of interior design that I seemed to have missed out on...and honestly it started with m/m paris for Domestic wall stickers!
Now as I’ve been closely studying the Habitat catalogue and planning my expenses, I couldn’t help but to think of one designer collective - 5.5 designers. It’s the contemporary surrealism, authenticity and tongue in cheek humour that makes their designs stand out. Habitat is still apparently more affordable and some objects do bear the same attitude, like the glass lamp with a red cord inside.

But that’s only details. The real awe is the 5.5 designers project for Sabz – a furniture and interior shop in Paris. It’s inspired by stone formations and landscape mapping…and just look at that light installation!

There’s way more fun and inspiration on their website. And as for my basement flat…I’m currently busy with creating a cluster of naked lampshades (shamelessly inspired by the creation of the Stockholm-based studio Design Dessert called the emperor’s new lamp) to install in my kitchen in order to disguise the fact that there’s a blocked water pipe sticking out of the ceiling. Yet the glass lamp project sounds attractive too...

MJ vs KW

Not sure if I should be investing into the hate bucket this season, because as the fashion week in New York unravels some of its horrors, I’m afraid I kinda have to. Meaning – I did love the glittery shouldery look when Karen Walker did it for Autumn/Winter 07, but I’m shrugging with dismay as a first model steps on Marc Jacobs Spring/Summer 09 catwalk. And it’s not the issue of “too late Mr. Jacobs, we’ve seen this three seasons ago”. I’ve simply preferred women to be superheroes with 40’s flair than to see Mary Poppins of a gypsy origin. Questions here: why shift from minimalism to maximalism so drastically? Why mix and match without choice or preference instead of giving a privilege of choice and personality? And did anybody think of Zara – the poor thing is just going to blindly copy all these looks - how cheaply-looking will all these ‘latest trends’ be introduced to the common folk? Spare my cynicism, but I do happen to work at rue Neuve, and every new season of exaggeration on the catwalks sets me baffled. Spring/Summer 09 is no exception…let’s wait for Paris though.

Marc Jacobs S/S 09 + Karen Walker A/W 07

No! I did not get electrocuted by my official radio and die! Neither did I lose my fortune on the Viking Line and stay in Scandinavia condemned to wild camping, picking berries and mushrooms alongside with the Moomin family…and neither of the nonsense I can continue writing you should believe in, except for one dramatic truth – I’m living without internet for two months and it is taking its toll on me. I haven’t been able to follow or be followed any of the on-line blogger world for a while, and every time I travel back to my parents’ place to check my e-mails I get to discover everything anew. As I definitely like to and sometimes have to follow fashion weeks/streetstyle I should be getting myself connected as soon as possible. In the meanwhile, my new basement flat is starting to look like home, slowly but surely. It’s still missing out on the practical side, like having no chairs, or no TV cable which every week I forget to buy, well I did say “slowly”, didn’t I?