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L'Officiel de la Mode, 1929
Deauville fashions, 1929
Still ferreting away at the turn of the decade, caught in a web of my own making, my mind cannot find peace. When I sleep, this is the kind of stuff that I dream of. When I'm awake, it wouldn't let me alone. Like a lover's longing, it's with me at all times, sweetness and pain in the same chalice.
From Patou to Chanel and Delauney, this is deco fashion at its best. If only I could step one step closer! Alas, my means of recreating the fashions of my dreams are scarce, and if improving at all, then the pace is sloooow... But this dream is here to stay. In the meantime, one fools around...