With the days becoming longer & brighter and there are already early Byzantine-coloured blossoms on the branches, the peonies can not be far along; but until then, here are a few things we love for Spring — silk pajamas and lacy bralettes, totes and glittery shoes and slip dresses the colour of blush . . .
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
E. E. Cummings, 1894 – 1962
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose or if your wish be to close me,i and my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
IN FASHION / After Dark
There is a certain romance to the hours after dark: candlelight falling across old wood, a game of chess left unfinished, the last glass of wine beside a stack of books.
A Few Things for Autumn
There is a moment, somewhere between the last warm afternoons and the first properly cold mornings, when getting dressed begins to feel interesting again.
Lately at our Newsletter, Hyperreality /009
There is always something slightly astonishing about September, the way the light seems to withdraw almost before one has noticed it going. Autumn is still four days away, officially, yet the rains have come already, and last night, sometime before eight, I looked up and realised that the day had nearly disappeared.
Style File: Double Denim, Ballet Flats & The Last Weeks of Summer
Yes, it’s that time of year when everyone reaches for that familiar F. Scott Fitzgerald line from The Great Gatsby: “Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” There are still weeks of summer left, but the evenings have begun to change.
Lately at our Newsletter, Hyperreality /008
Though Weekend Links has fallen away, the thread itself has never been broken. Each week, at the opening of Hyperreality, we gather the fleeting moments, passing thoughts, and small currents of ordinary days before they drift beyond reach.
The Gold Standard /A Beauty Edit
Long associated with ritual, craftsmanship and the rare pleasure of owning something made without compromise, there is something enduring about gold. This week’s beauty edit brings together six beauty icons that have earned their place through exceptional formulas, impeccable design and a reputation built over time.



























