This is a post dedicated to the lao hamsum, Dries van Noten. What can I say? He makes magic without saying too much about it. Everything seems muted and downplayed to look effortless, but perhaps that is why I can’t seem to find things quite like Dries things elsewhere.
I dug up an old interview which I really enjoyed reading: Out of Antwerp; this is my favourite part of it:
He recalls a teacher he had at the Royal Academy, a Madame Prigot. ”She thought knees were the ugliest part of the body, that women with long hair were sluts and that Coco Chanel was a genius,” he says.
Very well, I shall cover my knees from now on.
How does one age so well?
P.S. May I also add that the sales staff at the Dries van Noten store are the most unassuming people on the second floor of the Hilton shopping arcade.