#revillon

I had just moved to L.A, and was starting to blossom into the early stages of Gothdom, trying to look hard and world weary. I was going to dive into a world of sin and exoticism that I’d read about in Huysmans’s “À Rebours” and “Là-bas.” The stereo blasted ‘the Sisters of Mercy, Marlene Dietrich, and Wagner.’ […] Later, the main reason I took a job as artistic director with Revillon was its direct lineage to glamorous, decadent, fin-de-siècle Paris, my non plus ultra of high artifice. I was still attracted to the same aesthetic, but it now had a layer of affection. All those years of doomed idealism seen in the daylight of adulthood seemed rather sweet and poignant. Everything black I ever wore again or put on a runway would be with a loving wink.