Pink is a Relative Word

My friend Greta went to Zara the other evening and shopped for me with text pics.

She bought me this double breasted, very pink blazer. Or, I told her to buy it for me rather, from a text photo and when I saw it en vrai, it was definitely not the color I thought. In reality, it is more purple-y pink-y than the neon-y pink-y that I'd have liked and I couldn't deal with cheap-y looking the gold buttons. I wore it into work to get the colleague opinion anyway and Jocelyn had the idea of covering the buttons with pink gaff tape to get an idea of what it would look like sans buttons. With the different pinks, we did not get an idea of how it would look without buttons, however, it looked kinda cool in a punk sorta way with the taped buttons. Matilde loved it. However, when I had to go out later in the day to a movie set to deliver bags, I occurred to me that maybe I was a bit too old to have taped buttons, no matter how avant-chic it looked. We all have to draw the line somewhere. So I cut off all the buttons and I was off to Hollywood in a purple-pink haze.

 
We also received a plethora of pink pochettes on Friday from production. Is one of them yours? I hope so!

 More random pictures from around the studio. The clutches will never get old for me: zippers+leather+CV medallion = cool photo.

 
I never cease to be inspired by the people with whom I work. Here's Scott cutting twill tape for our hang tags, the most pedestrian of duties and yet he does it with such style! xox