I couldn't go to the Ann Demeulemeester show this season with Hilda, this G.D. recession is taking everything from me, but I thought I'd share some of my photos from when I went the winter before last.
The whole show was poetic, ethereal and perfect in every way, right down to the music, lighting and faint feeling of dust in the air. It was held in Couvent des Cordeliers, an ancient convent on the Left Bank, which definitely added to the mystery of it all.
It's up there on my "BEST EXPERIENCES OF ALL TIME" list.
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