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Yesterday, I realized it was the last day of the Guy Bourdin film exhibition at Bon Marché. I took a hop, skip and a jump down into the metro, destination: Sèvres-Babylone.

Oh man, I can’t believe I almost missed it.

Sublime. A true study in weightlessness. No use trying to describe it for words could do no justice. I loved the circular mise en scène, loved the Ariel Wizman soundtrack, loved getting a glimpse backstage – so happy, so fresh, loved seeing Guy Bourdin shooting in a shopping cart.

But above all, I loved the saturation of colors, smiles, the memory of these years of freedom, where provocation was a game, where sensuality overflowed with humor and no one was afraid to shock.

I had to bring you back a little taste, this time with a little motion, it kinda had to be… Here are a few videos. Watch them all at the same time and that’ll give you a little bit of an idea of the excessive beauty of the show.

Aaaaah. Bourdin. Goodness, how beautiful…

Translation : Tim Sullivan

Outfit inspired by the Céline show.

So Sunday, I had a shoot. We all met up in the morning at my apartment. Models, assistants, but also TV, because TV has been following me around for about three weeks now. That’s a lot of people in my living room, and a lot of people I don’t know. We were all there, drinking coffee and scarfing down giant pain au chocolats waiting to head out to shoot.

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