During Art Basel Miami, I was at a candle light dinner hosted by Pharrell Williams in the garden of one of my favorite restaurants, Casa Tua. Lucky girl, I happened to be seated next to OK Go on my left (they had just come from a performance for Fendi, lucky for us, they were still in stage mode), and to my right was an impossibly chic actress (who I won’t name) wearing a long black number, probably Balenciaga. We were talking spiritedly about a slew of things, but the only thing I can remember absolutely was the necklace on her: a pearl necklace with small white shark teeth jettisoning from the propriety of their pearl strand. She told me about the designer, Nektar de Stagni being a favorite among the art and design set in Miami—but also worldwide. I love that it turns the proper pearl necklace on its head by injecting it with something jagged and primal. There’s something quietly rebellious to it.
Later on that night, Daphne Guinness came by our table wearing these vertiginous McQueen shoes and a couture cape…we all started talking about palm reading and Daphne proceeded to read the palm of Damian Kulash, Ok Go’s lead singer. “Great success with a little effort,” was the vague verdict for the band.
The following day, I didn’t have time then to visit de Stagni’s studio in Miami’s design district, what with stalking the last of the art stalls, so I was thrilled to find it available via design and art destination, Grey Area, an amazing site founded by friend and favorite intrepid design entrepreneur, Kyle DeWoody.
For those who like back bone as opposed to slouch in their sac along with bold but simple shapes, here’s a round up of accessories that cut a strong look.
A genius video with Rooney Mara by Alex Prager on view on the New York Times, demonstrating why you should never trust those with lower lash falsies. The short film is amazing in its simplicity and visceral iconography of Stanley Kubrick’s A Clockwork Orange. I think I watched this video 10 times before I snapped out of it.
It’s one of a series of miniature performances by Oscar contenders, directed by Prager—some are eery, others a little contrived but the comprised efforts makes an excellent cabinet of curios.
My other favorite is Mia Wasikowska as a home-wrecker, the nonchalance she exudes in the flick of her cigarette and her saucy axe wielding saunter is just down right chilling.
My favorite look from Opening Ceremony’s FW 12 collection, styled on Kira. The long black trousers with side slits are a must. It will be available for purchase tomorrow here!
It’s 8pm at the Metropolitan museum, yet afternoon daylight is flooding from the gauzy panels in this room, one of many in the decorative galleries. This one gave us chills as if someone who belongs there had just left it momentarily to fetch something. Perhaps not haunted, but certainly there is a residual energetic imprint of Louis XV.