“Fashion is very tough and we shouldn’t forget that before designers were money-makers they were artists.” Carine Roitfeld
Not many people in this life scare me but Carine Roitfeld is definitely one of them. And it has nothing to do with her foothold as one fashion’s most elite tastemakers. Her face, it’s like she’s always drunk. Mad. Drunk mad. Like the maid spilled bleach on her brand new onyx YSL blouse after fucking her son. And ‘husband.’ Every. Day. Which– although totally understandable (just ask my friends how I feel about stains. and in-subordinates)– it’s not so good for the visage. If you get what I’m saying….
Leandra Medine, I mean Carine is one chic queen bee though. Literally. She’ll fucking sting you with her other worldy level of style…. I’ll save you the lesson on her many admirable accolades and word cloud it instead– child model, Mario Testino, Editor in chief, Paris, Tom Ford, Vogue, Equipment. Chic.
Images courtesy of Gavin Norton, T Magazine, I Want to be a Roitfeld