Looking Forward: The End of the World as We Know It
I’ve never really done anything special for New Year’s. No parties, no champagne toasts, no kisses at midnight. Even growing up, I was the teenager sitting at home, knitting with…
I’ve never really done anything special for New Year’s. No parties, no champagne toasts, no kisses at midnight. Even growing up, I was the teenager sitting at home, knitting with…
Morning softly breaks at a Chanel atelier, lamplight filtering across bolts of silk and wool; nimble hands guide fabric destined to outlast generations. In the realm of high luxury, permanence…