I have my own way of marking special occasions and holidays. It’s a little something I do to remind my family and friends how much they mean to me.
I get sick. Sweet, right?
After a lovely Golden Week (although a bit hectic with Craig off work and me not), I decided to get the flu and spend much of this week on the couch laying in the one position that didn’t make me nauseous watching reruns of The Big Bang Theory on Netflix and getting woefully behind on everything else. Thankfully, I’m feeling like myself again today although a bit fatigued and wanted to get back to sharing what we’ve been up to lately.
One of the ways Craig “leans in” is to accompany me to fashion exhibitions. He’s been to a couple at the Met with me in NYC and so when the Paris Haute Couture exhibition (see what I couldn’t photograph here) opened at the Mitsubishi Ichigokan Museum, I knew I could count on him to tag along with me last week. I mean, he got a week off work, right? What’s spending an hour looking at some dresses with your soon-to-be-infected wife?
As soon as we walked in, I was in heaven. All the big names were there from the start of couture back in the late 19th century with Charles Frederick Worth up to the present with the work of Karl Lagerfeld, Raf Simons and Jean-Paul Gaultier (his is the blue gown in the top photo from 2006). Chanel and Dior and Lanvin, oh my! I always love looking at couture up close because of the incredible detail and care that goes into making these one-of-a-kind garments. I can only imagine what it must have been like to step out in one of these custom designs knowing not a single soul had the same one and that it couldn’t possibly fit better.
Ah, to dream . . .