There is a quiet ritual in returning to an artwork a year after year-be a painting, a fashion monograph, or shadowy photograph once captured in a fleeting second. What once stunned me with surface beauty begins to find deeper things with time. These work don't fade. They gather. They become layered - like fabric worn in the elbows, softer, richer, more personal. The artists I return to, Alexander McQueen, Collette Dinnigan, Yves Saint Laurent, etc, never really leave. The work isn't just historical or trendy, it resists the very idea of expiration. These aren't seasonal moments, they are iterative legacies. The garments, sketches, philosophies, continue to reveal themselves in fragments - as I change, as the world does. This is the infinite life of art: it doesn't age, it ages with you. And in that shared timeline, you co-author its meaning. You respond differently at 22 then at 39. The heartbreak you hadn't yet lived, the maternal instinct that hadn't yet woke...
If I’m putting effort into an outfit, I like my hair to feel good too. A good hair day makes everything come together - even something super casual can feel intentional when your hair looks like you meant it. This method is really easy, uses things you already have, and it’s gentle on the hair, which I’m all about. Maximum result for least amount of effort Hope it’s helpful. Let me know if you try it or have your own low-effort hair tricks — I love learning new ones.