"I was always fascinated by the absurdities and the luxuries and the snobbism of the world that fashion magazines showed. Of course, it’s not for everyone. Very few people had ever breathed the pantry air of a woman who wore the kind of dress Vogue used to show when I was young. But I lived for that world, not only during my years in the magazine business but for years before, because I was always of that world — at least in my imagination.”

Diana Vreeland

There you go, I was always of that world. When I say I ‘need to wipe my eyes with beauty’ as if beauty were wipers whisking away the ugly, I am damn serious. I can’t spend a whole day without being surrounded or exposed to some of the reality of my imagination.

To say it with DV, ‘the eye has to travel’.

There’s one week in the year when my imagination becomes real and my eyes are bright and clear. Right here in Miami Beach where the amped circus of Art Basel Miami Beach (+ 25 other fairs) happens in just one week, I saw some of my dreams of fashion madness materialize in moments of glory, satisfaction and excitement.

Just as a hint: when does it happen in Miami to find yourself in the same place with Scott Schuman aka The Sartorialist with uber-chic partner Garance Dore, the impeccably impeccable Stefano Tonchi, Editor in Chief of W and wit and whimsical Leandra Medine of The Man Repeller? An idyllic stage where all of a sudden I was performing, a capella and for real.

So, since

I will be publishing a series of interviews from my own imagination.

Until then, yours truly